"That's right, this will be his most foolish decision!"
"Let them know the terror of the Master of the Black Sails!"
High Mountain Hotel, inside a guest room.
"Whoa, it's so high here!"
Neeko, standing by the bed and looking down, took in all of Bilgewater, and could also vaguely see the rolling tides on the Water.
"Neeko, don't stand too close to the window, be careful not to fall!"
"Neeko isn't scared, Neeko can turn into a bird and fly back!"
"Heh heh, is that so?" Duke chatted cheerfully with Neeko while sketching the design in front of him, "Then you're really amazing!"
"That's right, Neeko is the best!"
Neeko put her hands on her hips and looked incredibly proud. Duke looked up at Neeko, then lowered his head again. He was currently designing a weapon for Graves.
Duke had heard that guy's only request: the firepower had to be strong, as strong as it could possibly be.
As for what Graves was doing now?
Duke had sent him to Jayce, making him responsible for Jayce's safety. After applying to the City Hall tomorrow, Jayce would begin preparing for the Hexgate.
And Duke also had to start dealing with Gangplank's matter. Miss Fortune hadn't given a reply yet, but Duke wasn't in a hurry. After all, he held the bargaining chip Miss Fortune needed most.
He didn't believe she wouldn't take the bait.
As for what the other party was thinking?
Duke guessed Miss Fortune planned to wear down his patience, to gain greater benefits in future negotiations.
But Duke wasn't in a hurry either. This kind of thing depended on who had the most patience; only the most patient one would have the last laugh.
Even though Duke knew that Graves, that bastard, wanted to get it for White, he continued to meticulously design his new weapon while outlining the blueprint.
Anyway, he would be the one to have the last laugh. He was now looking forward to Graves's expression when he realized he couldn't escape his control.
Would he curse him out?
Would he accept the facts?
Or would he drag his good friend, Twisted Fate, into the mess?
Evil needs evil to grind it down!
"If I add an electromagnetic rail, the projectile's muzzle velocity can become faster, causing greater damage. As for loading, I'll just use a drum magazine with a revolving mechanism."
Duke, immersed in creating new things, suddenly perked up his ears. There was a commotion coming from outside.
"I don't care! If I don't see the money today, I'll throw all of you to the Slaughter Dock to feed the Berserk-sharks!"
"You still want the goods?"
"I'm telling you, you have to pay this ransom, whether you want to or not!"
"This is Bilgewater, not your Piltover! You spineless Piltover scumbags, what can you do to me?!"
As the arrogant shouts faintly echoed, Graves pushed the door open. "Boss, it's Gangplank's men!"
"I know!"
"You know?"
Graves looked at Duke, who was slowly putting away his blueprints, and directly asked, "What did you do to provoke them?"
"Throughout Piltover, Gangplank's influence and power are the greatest; no one dares to provoke him!"
"He seized our goods being transported from Ionia to Piltover and then demanded a ransom from us!"
"Then you probably won't get your goods back. There was a batch of Ionian goods that were already sold off in the black market before!"
"I know, so we never intended to get those goods back!"
Duke stood up from his chair, slowly put on his trench coat, and walked to the door. "Let's go, see what those guys want to say 273!"
Seeing Duke's calm face, Graves wanted to say something but ultimately closed his mouth obediently. No matter how audacious he was, he wouldn't provoke Gangplank.
When he was young, Gangplank had already nailed his own wanted poster to the bulletin board.
Neeko was left in the room by Duke. Neeko puffed out her cheeks angrily, crossed her arms, and sat at the desk where Duke had been sitting. She was so annoyed that he didn't take her to such a fun event, and she had already decided not to talk to him anymore.
Unless he gave her one... no, two slices of cheesecake.
Stepping down the stairs into the hall, Duke saw sailors armed with knives and guns. These guys all had varying degrees of disabilities and exuded a fierce, fearless aura.
Their equipment was also far superior to the ruffians who had tried to rob him earlier.
Captain Lister was clutching his profusely bleeding arm, being supported by someone, and several others lay on the ground, with knife and gun wounds.
Seeing this scene, Duke raised his hand, and Arrogance was released from the inventory. Having just been freed from its confinement, Arrogance immediately let out a roar.
"Roar!!!"
This roar attracted everyone's attention and also made them notice Duke in front of Arrogance.
"My goodness, how many good things does my boss hide?"
"This thing, ordinary craftsmen simply can't build it, a living mechanical Beast!"
Graves, whose jaw had dropped countless times, didn't care about anything else; he just stared blankly at Arrogance.
"Leave one, burn the rest!"
Duke gave a faint command, and Arrogance charged out directly. For him, Duke's command was absolute; he would tear apart anyone who dared to offend Duke.
Duke completely ignored Graves's drastically changed expression and instead waved to Lister.
Duke had said he wouldn't stir up trouble, but he also wasn't afraid of it!
Gangplank had provoked them first and had stolen over twenty million golden sea worth of their goods. This debt would definitely be recovered from him.
And these people were just the beginning!
Duke was going to deal with Gangplank, even if Zed came, he wouldn't stop him!
He said it!
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