Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Did the young man just say that we don't know the rules?"

“You don’t seem to be an outsider to this field, so you should know that there are different rules for different people.”

"Alright, I won't ramble on anymore."

“I will explain the rules, but you all had better understand the current situation.”

"You barged in and tried to take our people away. Qianyu's mother has worked for me for several years. I can't just separate her and her daughter. That would be too cruel."

"Brother, you need to understand that Qianyu is still a minor. It goes without saying who her guardian is. If we put this matter in the legal and illegal worlds, it can't be said that I broke the rules."

Uesugi Kiyoshi wasn't in a hurry. He was waiting for reinforcements to surround the area and ensure that the threat was completely eliminated. He was also happy to play around with these Yakuza.

He is now a powerful figure in the Dongwen Society and knows the rules of the Yakuza very well. He also has experience in dealing with these Yakuza.

Just having some fun.

Play with him.

"Hmph, at least you've heard something human."

"Just tell me what you want."

"It's this day and age. It's not like the old days when gangs would fight each other over the slightest disagreement. Everyone's just trying to make a living. Just name your terms."

"I'm taking the person with me."

What do you want, money?

Uesugi Kiyoshi casually replied to the floral shirt, glancing at the gamblers in the arena out of the corner of his eye. He was trying to identify any superhumans or demonic beings, but after searching for a long time, he found nothing.

It seems this place is indeed just the surface, a cover just like the brothels outside. The real core area is probably further inside.

The man in the floral shirt stepped down from the platform without bothering to wipe his face, chuckled strangely a few times, and raised his revolver again.

"Hey buddy, this is a casino. Do you think I'm short of money?"

Upon hearing this, Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression turned cold, he grinned, and his eyes became somewhat chilling.

"Oh? So that means there's no room for negotiation?"

With just a glance, a tiny bit of the divine aura was leaked, causing the man in the floral shirt to stumble and sway inexplicably.

He didn't think it was Uesugi Kiyoshi who was causing trouble, but for a moment, the boy's eyes were so terrifying that it was almost unbearable.

Therefore, he became even more determined to make the plan he had just set.

Let's keep this kid calm and wait for reinforcements.

He wasn't guarding the place alone; that powerful sorcerer was behind him, so all he had to do was stall this brat.

Thinking this, the man in the floral shirt moved his stiff cheeks and shook his head.

"It's not that there's nothing to talk about."

"This is a casino, so let's take a gamble."

"If you win, you can take the person with you, and I promise I won't cause you or Qianyu any more trouble."

"If we win, well, I won't make things difficult for you. Just kneel down, apologize to me, and get lost."

To make his acting as realistic as possible, the floral shirt regained some of its arrogant and domineering air.

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled nonchalantly.

"Okay, what should we bet on?"

The man in the floral shirt raised his hand, gesturing to the revolver in his hand, and his smile turned somewhat sinister.

"Russian roulette. What do you think, buddy?"

Russian roulette, this exciting form of gambling, may only have originated from the Russians.

Although this thing is very famous, I'll still give a brief introduction.

This is one of the simplest forms of gambling, requiring only a revolver and the corresponding bullets.

One or more bullets are loaded into the six chambers of a revolver. After the cylinder is rotated and closed, the participants take turns pointing the gun at their heads and pulling the trigger.

This is a true gamble with one's life.

Uesugi Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes slightly. The man in the floral shirt in front of him didn't seem like a desperate criminal who disregarded life and death.

Moreover, gamblers like him are used to being the house and don't participate in games they're not confident about.

He may not be a true gambler, but he is definitely the gambler who is best at winning.

Off-site tricks, cheating, and some gambling skills are enough to make such people invincible in casinos.

The floral shirt was one of the best examples; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to manage such a large casino.

Throughout the entire Shinkyogoku region, in both the legitimate and underworld circles, when it comes to gambling skills, regardless of the field, he is undoubtedly the most skilled.

The revolver in his hand was actually a gambling tool—he wouldn't actually use a revolver for a gang shootout; even the most shabby gangsters don't use those anymore.

Japan has strict gun control, but getting a few guns isn't as difficult as you might imagine. If you use firearms, all you'll have to do is face the wrath of the police.

The revolver had been tampered with by the man in the floral shirt using expensive, high-tech methods—which, in reality, were worthless.

He had a remote control in his bag, which he could use to make the revolver stop wherever he wanted in Russian roulette.

Therefore, if you use this pistol to play Russian roulette, you are invincible.

This method looks rather crude. Its only high-tech aspect is that it is undetectable. However, he rarely uses it because when you are truly gambling with an evenly matched gambler, they will not feel comfortable letting you use the gambling equipment they brought.

For the man in the floral shirt, the revolver was more of a tool for having fun.

To invite an enemy in dire straits to a life-or-death gamble, to give him a glimmer of hope, and then, in Russian roulette, to witness him die from the bullet he himself fired, the lingering bewilderment and resentment on his corpse's face—that is simply the most beautiful scene imaginable.

When conditions permit, the player in the floral shirt might even deliberately adjust the position of the reel to prolong the game, confidently watching his opponent's expression slowly sink into despair before finally pulling the trigger with trembling hands.

He has used this method to brutally kill many enemies.

In the underworld, there are no clean people. It's common for con artists who come looking for trouble or gambling experts sent by local gangs to cause trouble to go through this process after being defeated.

Even if you know the other party might cheat, you're still forced to enter a losing game, and that feeling makes the person in the floral shirt extremely excited.

Now, he plans to use this method to stall the brat in front of him.

Of course, if he is rejected, he has other options.

To his surprise, Uesugi Kiyoshi agreed without hesitation.

"Well, that sounds interesting. It really is a barbarian gambling game. I must say, as expected of the Kansai people."

"In Tokyo, most people still play mahjong. Hmm, cards and dice are available, but they don't seem to be very popular."

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Let's go over the rules. It's nice to play a couple of exciting rounds now and then."

The man in the floral shirt paused for a few seconds, because he hadn't expected Uesugi Kiyoshi to agree to the bet so easily.

What can I say? Completely lacking any sense of vigilance?

However, he was happy to do so and quickly spoke up to prevent the brat from going back on his word.

"The rules are very simple, it's just traditional Russian roulette."

"Let me be clear from the start, the guns and bullets are real."

"To be fair, you can decide how many bullets to load, or you can load them yourself, but you must fire the first shot."

"So? If you're scared and want to back out now, it's not too late."

Using a clumsy attempt to provoke him, the man in the floral shirt gave a provocative look.

Uesugi Kiyoshi shrugged, but before he could reply, he heard Ueno Mitsuishi lean down and whisper in his ear.

"Uesugi-kun, excuse me for interrupting you for a moment."

“Miss Dongwen sent a text message saying that she has found three back doors to this underground casino and has sealed them off with her men.”

"Narumi-kun said he would arrive in three minutes."

"Ms. Kamiizumi has not replied to the message."

"Young Master Akutagawa hasn't replied to the message yet, but I've already directed the association's agents to move closer here."

Uesugi Kiyoshi snorted and nodded.

"I understand. That bastard Akutagawa did something to offend me and is hiding from me, so he doesn't dare to come. Ignore him and bring the people over. There might be a big fish here. Let's not let innocent mortals get involved."

"Just have Maki guard the door, don't let any escape."

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"I was originally planning to have some fun, but now that everyone's here, I'll just get this over with quickly."

Uesugi Kiyoshi casually gave a few instructions, stretched his wrists, took the revolver from the hand of the man in the floral shirt, examined it for a moment, and smiled with a hint of contempt.

"I understand, simple rules. Shall we begin?"

The man in the floral shirt politely gestured for him to proceed and then took out six bullets from the revolver and handed them to Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Uesugi Kiyoshi used a very amateurish method to stuff bullets into the cylinder one by one.

The bullet rubbed against the cylinder, producing a very faint metallic clang.

The same sound rang six times.

Uesugi Kiyoshi slowly loaded a revolver with bullets, swung it around, cocked it, and pressed the hammer.

"Is this how it's used? Sorry, I haven't used many firearms."

The man in the floral shirt had a furrowed brow and a gloomy expression.

"Are you kidding me? Or do you think I'm afraid of you just because you have a gun?"

He thought Uesugi Kiyoshi was provoking him.

The purpose of having Uesugi Kiyoshi load the ammunition and fire the first shot was to prevent someone from filling the cylinder completely and then having the man in the floral shirt fire the first shot—such an obvious bug would not be allowed to occur.

Uesugi Kiyoshi raised an eyebrow and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"What's wrong? I see they all hold down the hammer and then fire."

"How about you demonstrate for me?"

Now, the man in the floral shirt felt even more that Uesugi Kiyoshi was playing a trick on him.