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Chapter 1256: Chapter 407: It’s You! Hino Hidechi! (Part 2)

No matter how much money there is, as long as it’s less than the casino’s funds, the opponent will always lose it all back, and eventually, the money will flow into the Horizon Corporation’s account to be redistributed to the players.

As for Natural Curl, he actually doesn’t care about the money, nor does he have a gambling addiction; he’s purely here to have fun.

The money he earns every day never lasts until the next day; he’ll either eat it all or spend it all. Living without the pressure of survival is simply exhilarating.

It’s just that Steamed Bun somehow let the cat out of the bag and told his old man about it, and he was beaten to a pulp, groaning in bed for a few days. Now he’s been limited to only playing with 500 small steel balls a day.

Just as Natural Curl was pondering whether to hit the maid cafe or the bar for a little fun, an elderly Asian man pushed open the door to the Pachinko shop.

"Is Wagako-san here?"

Wagako’s gaze was immediately drawn to this guest.

"Ah... A new customer, are you looking for me?"

The two were of a similar age, both seemingly in their seventies or eighties, but the visitor was fit and had a mature aura, carrying a sense of weariness from life’s trials.

A handsome old man indeed.

Stare—

Natural Curl felt like he had seen this guy somewhere before, but where...

"Wagako-san, I heard from the people at the company that you are quite knowledgeable about this area."

Zhuchun Gorou pulled out a few photos from his pocket.

"Could you help me find the identities of these people? The reward won’t be an issue."

"Oh my, how could a handsome gentleman’s request be refused by an old lady like me?"

Natural Curl couldn’t help but sneer internally.

What is this...

Old tree sprouting new buds?

Seriously?

Wagako, aren’t you aware of how old you are? You must be menopausal by now!

Wouldn’t go as far as to think about plastic surgery to lure men!

Your seven husbands are crying!

Seeing a seventeen-year-old blonde in a western dress on the street is actually an eighty-plus-year-old granny and such.

Don’t want that...

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, it dawned on him.

"Ah! You, that guy!"

Natural Curl pointed at the handsome old man and exclaimed.

"You’re not Hino Hideji, are you?"

"?"

Zhuchun Gorou looked at this person strangely.

"Sorry, you might have mistaken me for someone else."

"No way!"

Silver Hair retorted forcefully.

"I often listen to your show at night, but I remember NCPD grabbed you a few months ago for drug use, didn’t they?"

"... I don’t know the person you’re talking about."

"Ah, I get it, I get it. I’m not one of those paparazzi or crazy fans, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone about you visiting the madam in Japan Street."

Silver Hair had that expression like he figured it all out.

Zhuchun Gorou really wanted to say you’re full of nonsense, but decided not to get tangled in this issue for the sake of business.

He turned back to Okada Wako.

"So, miss, did you find the information on these people?"

Wagako hardly needed to check. She could identify them with a glance.

Yes.

It’s those darn Horizon Mercenaries again.

In Night City, whenever something strange happens, blaming them seems just right. Intermediaries from several regions are already nearing retirement because of them.

"Although I shouldn’t pry into customers’ secrets, I do want to ask, how did they offend you?"

This was for Zhuchun’s own good.

Truly.

"They insulted my family head."

Zhuchun Gorou said.

"The master’s insult calls for the servant’s death; hence, I must eradicate them to cleanse my family’s humiliation."

Family head...

Japanese...

Huang Ban Sanlang...

Wagako almost immediately guessed the identities of both the man and those behind him, feeling a headache.

Neither party can be meddled with, and how did Huang Ban Sanlang suddenly end up in Night City?

"What? A retainer?"

Wagako didn’t speak, but Natural Curl interrupted again.

"What era is this? Still dealing with feudal stuff. Getting scolded doesn’t cost you anything."

Natural Curl gathered his belongings, ready to head out.

"Maybe your so-called family head did something so offensive that they insulted him to his face."

"Those matters have nothing to do with me; for a samurai, the master’s honor outweighs everything, including my life."

"If one day something happens to your master, you’ll surely take some of the blame."

Natural Curl walked out the shop door but didn’t forget to wave goodbye.

"Well, Grandma, I’m leaving now."

"Going to Cuba? Better you stay there and never come back!"

"Well, that’s unfortunate. Trouble lasts a thousand years, so I wish you outlive me."

"Really, how could you curse the elderly like this?"

After venting, Wagako turned to Zhuchun Gorou again.

"I can give you the information on these people, but if you decide to take action against them, you must be prepared to confront the entire city."

"My advice to you is to let this matter go, or randomly pick a few people to wrap it up, as if a handsome guy like you died, I’d be heartbroken for quite a while."

So, they have such a solid background?

It’s indeed a conspiracy against Lord Huang Ban!

Gorou bowed.

"Please provide me with their identities."

Seeing Zhuchun Gorou’s stubbornness, Wagako no longer tried to stop him and handed over the information on MacArthur and others.

Including their connection with Horizon Corporation, it’s something you can’t erase, and there’s no point in hiding it.

However, Wagako wasn’t optimistic about Zhuchun.

She had witnessed firsthand how many people systematically dismantled Night City’s source of turmoil, even those multinational corporations dared not make any moves here.

Even a strong dragon can’t suppress a local snake.

Zhuchun Gorou left Pachinko with the information, and suddenly, a ninja jumped down from the upper floor, kneeling before him.

"Lord Gorou."

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