People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

Salafine, the star of the concert, had not yet arrived, but the area outside was already packed with people. Quiet little corners like this were rare—thanks to Butler's henchmen guarding the place.

"No entry here, young lady." Two men who were squatting on the ground smoking saw her and immediately stood up. "Go back quickly, you can't hear the singing from here."

"Who told you I wanted to listen to music?"

Jinx stopped and swung her blue twin tails, which were almost touching the ground, with a grin.

"I'm here to do something big!"

"Huh?" The two looked at the girl with suspicion, and a terrifying name gradually surfaced in their minds.

A moment later, they remembered—Jinx!

"Looks like you've remembered me."

Jinx laughed as she pulled a stun gun from its holster on her thigh, then spun around on her heel, unleashing a crackling bolt of electricity that struck someone squarely in the chest.

The other man was terrified and hurriedly reached for his coat, wanting to take out his revolver to fight back.

Unfortunately, his movements were too slow in Jinx's eyes.

He had barely touched the gun handle when the girl's slender yet powerful leg kicked him in the face, dislocating his jaw.

"Shh~ Don't make a sound, this is a crucial moment."

Jinx crouched down and, with a smile, delivered a chop to the neck of each of them.

The two guard dogs are taken care of, but how many pet dogs are left?

Hmph hmph~

Hurry up and disarm this precious bomb, then move on to the next one!

Hopefully I can make it in time tonight to go and tease Hat Girl again~

La la la~

"Wei is a big idiot~ Hat Girl is a big idiot too~"

Jinx hummed a little tune she'd made up on the spot, twirling the finely crafted stun gun in her hand, and walked step by step toward the small bungalow where the bomb was hidden.

There were some wounds on her smooth, jade-like back, from bullets or daggers she had been cut by during the fight.

But it's alright.

Because she's crazy.

Soon, a burst of gunfire erupted inside the house.

..............................

The commotion outside didn't cause a ripple inside the casino, and Mu Bai swaggered in.

Inside the casino, smoke filled the air, and the mingled smells of nicotine, hormones, and alcohol constantly assaulted the gamblers' fragile hearts, causing them both agony and an irresistible urge to gamble.

Mu Bai stood in the center of the casino and observed for a while, then casually stopped a waiter carrying a tray.

"Hello, I'm looking for your boss, Mr. Butler. Could you please go and call him out? Thank you."

"...?" The waiter looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if he had heard something very unbelievable.

Those who come to casinos are naturally either fat sheep with some spare money looking for fun, or crazy gamblers who are trying to make a desperate gamble and turn the tables.

Clearly, finding a boss does not satisfy the two prerequisites mentioned above.

"To reiterate, I'm looking for Butler."

Mu Bai frowned impatiently, then slowly drew the Dolan sword from its sheath.

With a crisp sound, Dolan's sword pierced directly into the granite floor, as if slicing through tofu with effortless ease.

"Get Butler out here, or I'll smash up his casino."

This time everyone heard it.

The noisy casino fell silent instantly, and everyone turned to look at Mu Bai and the longsword that was sharper than they could comprehend.

Among those hundreds of gazes, disdain and contempt were the majority.

Butler's name was known to everyone in the middle square; he was a prominent alchemist baron, and even the local governor of the guards treated him with deference.

Coming here alone to cause trouble for Butler, isn't that just courting death?

Can a broken sword, no matter how sharp, be more powerful than a bomb? Can it be faster than a bullet?

That's really overestimating themselves.

"Don't waste time, I don't have much patience." Mu Bai ignored the strange looks and said directly to the waiter, "Hurry up. For every minute you delay, I'll smash one item."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the luxurious gambling table beside him suddenly split in two, the cut being perfectly clean.

The gambling table was four or five meters long, and it was clear that the blade of the Doran's sword alone could not cut it in two.

This is where the Wind-Riding Sword Technique comes in.

The "Steel-Slicing Flash," also known as sword energy, is a powerful and indestructible force that can cut through metal.

"Okay...okay...I'll go right away..." The waiter was stunned by the sword strike. He immediately dropped the plate in his hand and ran desperately towards the passageway in the southeast corner of the casino.

After the waiter left, Mu Bai casually pulled up a chair and sat down, his eyes fixed on the wall clock, as if counting the time.

The casino staff looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward and stop them.

Just because Butler has the ability to handle him doesn't mean they have that ability... Besides, it's just a job, there's no need to risk your life for the boss, right?

As for security personnel like gatekeepers, they wouldn't dare to make any rash moves if they didn't have guns.

Even if there were, we couldn't just fire here; if we hit a guest, we'd be doomed.

"So slow." After the second hand completed a full rotation, Mu Bai gently waved his hand, and another gambling table split in two.

Such ruthless swordsmanship made everyone gasp, and the gamblers felt a mixture of shock and excitement.

Although they didn't think Mu Bai could beat Butler's henchmen, they were sure it would be a good show.

Soon after, the other main character finally made his appearance.

The middle-aged man, who always had a cigar dangling from his lips, walked out of the aisle with a large group of thugs. The crowded casino had to make way for them.

"Who's causing trouble? Who wants to taste the bullet?"

Butler had his arm around a woman with a flushed face and disheveled clothes, his head held high, almost looking down at her.

"Tell me your name, kid. Whose men are you?"

"My name? You are not worthy to know." Mu Bai stood up, and Dolan's sword lightly swept across the floor, carving a pinkish-white mark.

"Now, you have two choices. First, come with me."

"Second, I'll beat you up, then you'll come with me."

Which one do you choose?

Butler raised an eyebrow at such arrogant words. He rubbed his chin, scrutinizing the other man with interest.

After a moment, he seemed to realize something and showed an expression of sudden understanding.

"It's you, Caitlyn's new partner from Piltover. What's up? Did you need something?"

“I’ve already said, please make your choice quickly.” Mu Bai glanced at the wall clock again. “Time is limited, I have a dance party tonight.”

"Tsk tsk tsk, how arrogant..."

Butler pushed aside the woman beside him, walked step by step to Mu Bai, and whispered:

"Joseph failed to kill you before, and you really think you're invincible? You should know your place, kid..."

"Stop talking nonsense and make a choice." Mu Bai's expression was calm, and he looked at the other person as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Alright, please wait a moment, officer." Butler smiled instead of getting angry, then turned to face the group of gamblers.

"Sorry everyone, we are closing early today. Please leave as soon as possible. Those who insist on staying here will bear the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Mu Bai nodded thoughtfully, and raised the Dolan sword to waist level.

"So you've made your choice?"

"Yes, officer. The second one."

Chapter Twenty-Five: Tornado Destroys Old Casino

The bullet left the barrel, carrying the warmth of blood.

Butler opened the battle with his expensive sterling silver revolver.

The next moment, gunfire erupted, a dense barrage of bullets engulfed everything, and a deluge of bullets shot towards Mu Bai.

The latter simply swung his longsword calmly—Wind Control Sword Technique: Wind Barrier.

Countless bullets hovered in mid-air before falling to the ground, their clanging sounds like a symphony celebrating war and fire.

"I thought those idiots were just making excuses for their failures, but it turns out they were really doing it..."

Butler stared in amazement at the wall of wind created by the sword blade, but showed little panic.

He wasn't afraid if it was just enough to stop a bullet.

What he has no shortage of is ammunition and bombs. How long can a mere wind wall hold him off?

"Surround him! Get behind him and shoot, don't stand there like idiots!"

Upon receiving the order, the thugs immediately dispersed, forming an encirclement and firing from different directions.

Outside the casino, dozens of daring gamblers crowded around the window, peering inside with curiosity, eager to witness the epic battle of one against many.

The key point is... the Alchemist Baron of Zaun versus the Cops of Piltover, that alone is enough to get people's blood pumping.

"Looks like you guys do have some brains... at least in some ways."

Mu Bai could no longer use Wind Wall continuously, and with the enemies scattered, he naturally couldn't be as relaxed as before.

With a swift movement, he slashed down with his sword, severing a cyborg's mechanical arm in the blink of an eye. Then, he quickly rolled to the side, dodging the first volley of bullets and disappearing behind cover.

Such battles are thrilling, but he manages to remain calm enough.

Having experienced countless life-or-death battles against Void Monsters, how could I possibly be afraid of these vulgar and crude bandits?