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Chapter 41 Rogue Town: The So-called Small Gambling Pleasure

‘Didi! I have been appreciated by Pluto Rayley, with a sign-in progress of 20%, the current total progress is 50%, and the reward is 1 level of sight and hearing, and the current sight and hearing, and the current sight and hearing, is lv4.’

The system's sudden prompt sound almost choked Lin Mo, who was drinking.

In an instant, the increase in the color of seeing and hearing immediately made him feel the heartbeat of nearly half of Roger Town.

Lin Mo was so frustrated by the noise.

Fortunately, the sound stopped after only a few seconds.

Lin Mo rubbed his temples speechlessly.

This Rayley is interesting.

If a person is not in this tavern hall, he can contribute his sign-in progress.

Smog kept staring at Lin Mo. Seeing that his expression was not right just now, he asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Mo said indifferently: "It's okay."

"Is that?" Smog didn't believe it.

Seeing that Lin Mo did not respond, Smog continued: "You might be drinking too much, right?"

Lin Mo glanced at him speechlessly.

Drink too much?

That is impossible.

Don't look like he's just a child now.

In fact, his alcohol content almost reached the point where he could not bear a thousand cups.

Before traveling to the pirate world, he was a person who could not enjoy himself.

Drinking alcohol is like drinking water for him.

But even though I drink, Lin Mo always has a scale in his heart.

As long as he was a little drunk, he would not continue to drink.

"Haha, what a serious guy." Seeing that Lin Mo still ignored him, Smoge took another big sip of wine.

At this time, the navy soldiers had already transported the corpses and capitals in the tavern.

"Report to Smog, how should these corpses be dealt with?"

One of the naval soldiers asked respectfully.

Smoger casually said: "Send it directly to the body disposal site."

"Smoog is here, how can I deal with someone else's life?"

"Closed first."

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the navy immediately withdrew from the tavern.

Now, there are only the tavern owners, Lin Mo, Smog and Reilly, who avoided the small warehouse.

"Recently, many pirates will come to Roger's town." Smoger said while drinking. "In addition to the execution station for Roger, this tavern named after Roger will also become the target of many pirates. I will visit your store frequently in the future, the boss."

"Damn it, I think you want to demolish my store." The tavern owner gritted his teeth, "If you have nothing to do, go to the port to squat. Don't those pirates have to pass by the port if they want to get ashore? Don't keep staring at my store!"

"Some pirates are far more cunning than you think. Those who can be caught in the port are all small characters who cannot be on the table." Smoger bit the cigar and said with a solemn expression, "I don't know why, I always feel that something big will happen. There may be variables in a few days."

"Hmph! Even if there are really variables, so what?" The owner of the tavern snorted coldly, "I am just a little boss who runs a tavern. Besides, my tavern has been booked in the past few days and will not receive other guests. If you want to catch pirates, go to the port or the streets and alleys, it doesn't matter. Just don't come to me as a hindrance."

"Purchase the venue?" Smoge said in surprise, "Who booked the venue? Lin Mo?"

The tavern owner said bluntly: "Yes, it's him."

He would never betray Rayley.

Smoger paused for a moment, then said relievedly: "Yes, this kid just received a large bounty today, and he really has money to buy the game."

Drink the last sip of wine from the bottle.

Smoger put down Bailey, then stood up, and looked at Lin Mo more before leaving: "Boy, will you stay here until Roger's death day before leaving?"

Lin Mo understates: "Not necessarily, it depends on the mood."

"Haha, it depends on your mood." Smog didn't say anything more and turned around and left the tavern.

Not long after Smoger left.

Rayley came out of the warehouse.

"Hahaha, it seems that this tavern has been targeted by the young navy." Rayleigh said with a big laugh.

The tavern owner said angrily: "Mr. Reilly, I'm almost in pain, you're still laughing here. The guy named Smog has been running towards me every few days since he was transferred to Roger Town. He has caught many pirates here. He almost got smashed by them several times in the store."

"Where are pros and cons, that guy often comes and can solve a lot of trouble for you when he causes trouble for you." Rayley took another bottle of wine, opened the plug, took a sip, and continued, "After all, there are still many unreasonable pirates in this world."

"Yes." The tavern owner sighed slightly, "Hey, it would be great if all the pirates could be like Roger."

"Hahaha, it's useless to say more. Come and have a bar." Rayley smiled and sent a drink invitation to the tavern owner.

The tavern owner smiled angrily.

Then he walked towards the door: "You drink first, I'll close the door so that there will be troubles in again."

Raylei drank a big gulp, and his eyes turned to Lin Mo who seemed to have drunk enough: "I'm just starting out, you can't drink it anymore?"

Lin Mo said speechlessly: "I have drunk a lot..."

"Hahaha." Reilly laughed, "It turns out that it's just a child. By the way, do you want to hear about Roger? There are many stories about Roger that no one else knows about me."

“Not interested.”

"Don't be so indifferent." Rayley grinned, "Ah, I haven't had such a good time drinking so much. I'm going to go out for some fun later. Do you want to go with me?"

"No." Lin Mo refused directly.

He guessed what Rayley said about having fun with his toes.

Most of the time it's gambling...

Since the disbandment of the Roger Pirates, Rayley has become an old man who loves to gambling since he settled in the Shambodia Islands.

In addition to changing jobs, his daily life is either drinking or gambling in the casino.

Even though I have a first-class experience, I still have lost all my money.

Even the money I lost in buying wine.

In order to make money, he would even send himself to the human trafficker and sell himself...

Anyway, Lin Mo was not interested in gambling or something at all.

Isn't it nice to find a place to bask in the sun and take a nap?

Seeing that Lin Mo was really not interested at all, Reilly said helplessly: "Okay, then I'll go by myself. Ah, I feel that I'm lucky today and I should be able to win a lot of money, hahaha."

Rayleigh took a bottle of wine and walked steadily towards the tavern gate.

I happened to meet the tavern owner who came back.

"Mr. Reilly, where are you going?"

Reilly smiled and asked back, "I remember there is an underground casino nearby. The casino should not have gone bankrupt yet, right?"

"Ah?" The tavern owner was confused, "It's not over yet, but there have been fewer gamblers in recent years. The casino is unable to make ends meet, so it probably won't last long."

"Hahaha, I'll go and see."

"Mr. Rayley, I remember you didn't seem to be gambling before, why are you obsessed with gambling now?"

"I'm just a little bet. I'm leaving, I don't have to wait for me to have supper at night."

Rayleigh left the tavern with a big laugh.

The tavern owner scratched his head awkwardly.

Lin Mo smiled speechlessly.

I lost all the money I lost. Is this a small bet?
Chapter completed!
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