The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 443

The air grew tense as Buckminster’s words hung in the air. A collective shiver ran through the crowd, their expressions turning grim and uneasy.

Engaged in a game, were we?

This was a deadly game!

In this critical moment, the truth became crystal clear to everyone. Buckminster was anything but the amiable and kind-hearted persona he portrayed. He was a cunning predator, wearing a crooked smile that concealed his true nature. His every word was deceit, leaving no room for trust. Only a fool would be swayed by his empty promises.

Buckminster’s eyes scanned the room, a sly grin spreading across his face. “I reckon it’s time for a little game. Who’s got the nerve to join me in a round of Blackjack?”

With those words, he strode confidently toward a gambling table, sitting and preparing himself for the challenge ahead. Fletcher stepped forward, standing behind Buckminster with an exhilarated expression.

A tense silence settled over the room as everyone exchanged wary glances, their faces marked with fear and uncertainty. No one dared to step forward, unwilling to take on the ominous task before them.

“Hey, what’s the deal with you all? We were having a blast a moment ago, and now none of you have the guts to play. You think you’re too good for Mr. Payne?” Fletcher snapped in anger.

A hush fell over the crowd, their silence growing even more profound.

Nobody dared to be the first to take a stand in such a critical moment.

Being wealthy individuals, they cherished their lives significantly.

Buckminster and Fletcher emitted an air of brutality and sheer terror, making it clear that engaging in any game with them would risk their lives and potentially leave them with half a soul to lose.

“Seems like none of you have the guts to step up, huh? Well, that suits me just fine. I’ve got a little list right here, and we’ll be playing by the game’s rules.”

“You see, out here in the vast expanse of the open sea, your regular security team and mercenary group won’t come to your rescue anytime soon.”

“We’ve got all the time in the world to have ourselves a little fun”

With a grin spreading across his face. Buckminster produced a list and studied it intently.

The assembled crowd’s countenances darkened, their hearts plunging into the abyss.

there would be no

the corners of his mouth. “Well, well, well, this name is interesting. Same surname as mine, but with a slight twist. Emmett Tucker, you must be the wealthiest magnate from Malachia,

up.

spoke, his gaze swept across everyone in the casino. “We don’t just have a list, folks. We’ve got pictures too. Mr. Tucker, there’s no escaping for you in this casino. I suggest you stand up tall and firm.”

voice, though soft, resonated with an extraordinary clarity that pierced through

and a faint quiver in his frame. Sporting a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles, his fair skin and elegant attire added to his distinguished appearance, exuding an energy that

approaching the age of sixty, his countenance boasted a rosy hue, his hair a lustrous black,

dread and apprehension at that precise moment, his body quivering involuntarily as fear took hold of him.

over

filled with terror, his legs engaged in a futile battle, leaving him completely paralyzed and unable to make a

“Utterly worthless!”

and firmly grasped Emmett with a determined stride, lifting him off the ground like an eagle snatching its prey. Swiftly,

Tucker, we share a couple of letters in our names. That tells me we must have been kinfolk five hundred years

adult game, placed it on the table, and pushed it toward Emmett. “Seeing as we’re all part of the same family,

and deal the

the price, and I’ll hand it over to you without a fuss. No need to play me for a fool, you hear?” Emmett’s voice trembled as

us. It wouldn’t be right to take your money,

it appears we’ll have to settle this matter on

BANG!

hand slammed onto the gambling table, his voice commanding as he rebuked, “Enough with the idle chatter! If Mr. Payne wishes to engage with you, consider it a mark of respect.

“Quit wasting time!”

thunder, shaking Emmett to the core and making his

say another word, hastened to shuffle and deal the

at his cards, Buckminster spoke up, “Given your seniority, I’ll address you as Mr. Tucker. We had an understanding, didn’t we? If you happen

will you honor your word and set me

always keep my

grin spread across Emmett’s face,

words offered him a lifeline, a sliver of hope amidst the

trembled uncontrollably, filled with fear and anticipation, while his heart pounded like thunder. His hands sweated with

be a winning

as he reached for the

burst into raucous laughter, triumphantly flipping the two cards open and slamming them onto the table. “Haha! I won!