Chapter 394: Coincidence (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Steel tycoon?"

Aaron nodded, somewhat enlightened.

The other party's status was undoubtedly higher than those agents controlled by the Green Forest Council, and one could even say he controlled the lifeblood of the kingdom to a certain extent; it was no wonder he had so many bodyguards when traveling, as he likely had no shortage of enemies.

As for Bulit, he was completely trying to push in to take advantage, perhaps having tried before, only to be pushed away mercilessly by the disgusted bodyguards.

Bulit looked at Aaron and Helen, his expression extremely ugly.

"By the way, Mr. Bulit, when do you intend to pay back the money?" Helen glanced at Aaron, then at Bulit, a smile like a little fox appearing on her face.

Those twisted, terrified passenger faces were like the best theatrical performance.

And that gunman was also subdued by the bodyguards who had just snapped out of their daze.

Crew members and the captain holding shotguns arrived late, taking everyone into a separate cabin to begin calming them down and questioning them.

"Is this—the 'Law of Accident'? As long as there is a contract recognized by both parties, Fate will naturally push for its execution, letting the price reach those who deserve it in an unexpected way, and it will even collect terrifying interest to punish those who break the contract!"

Aaron sat in the spacious living room, examining the surrounding decorations.

When the shooting occurred, a bodyguard immediately tackled Aige, and the other little girl was also quickly carried away.

The man wearing a duckbill cap fell to the ground, his eyes full of madness, his trembling arm raising the firearm to aim at the running little Louis.

"Very well, my butler will pay this debt for Mr. Bulit... Do you know where his family is? I will pay a visit to express my gratitude." Mr. Aige sighed again.

"Holy Spirit..."

"No!"

Aaron nodded in acknowledgment.

Bang!

That bodyguard's chest bled, and he fell down.

But just at this moment, in the crowd, a man wearing a duckbill cap suddenly pulled a Zoulun from his bosom.

Aaron immediately gained a full understanding of the overbearing nature of the 'Law of Accident'.

Just then, a child in ragged clothes suddenly darted through the circle of Aige's bodyguards, made a face at the boy among the pair of children, and dove into the crowd.

Aaron's expression remained unchanged as he returned to his cabin, closed the door, and stared at the envelope in his hand: "It's back... The bet has returned to my hands in an unexpected form."

Kent stepped forward, guarding in front of Helen, watching the assassin.

When Aaron walked out of the cabin, he saw a ship's doctor talking to Captain Wilson: "The gunman's identity has been confirmed; he is a small merchant who went bankrupt due to the steel tycoon's vicious competition... Passenger Bulit is confirmed dead."

Aaron naturally chose to tell the truth: "Bulit... I met him on the ship, and he still owes me 101 Pounds and 3 Shillings... I just came out to bask in the sun today, and I am equally impressed by his heroic actions."

In the suite.

Aige sighed, his eyes, which had seen through the ways of the world, looking toward Aaron: "I want to repay him, Jack... He owed you over a hundred pounds?"

"The power of Fate will make things proceed according to a logical development?"

Aaron felt the flow of Spirituality and confirmed that the other party had not seen through him, but had confirmed the lie and the truth through a special Extraordinary Ability.

Bang!

A figure fell to the ground with a dazed expression on his face—it was Bulit!

He did not know how he had been squeezed in this direction, and because of an accidental slip, he fell over, as if lunging, using his body to block the bullet.

"Save... save little Louis!"

He saw Bulit shot in the chest and judged that the man had no hope of survival.

The playing card traced a subtle trajectory in mid-air, not directly slicing the attacker's throat, but embedding itself in his chest.

Little Louis ran to Aaron, who picked him up casually and pinched his cheeks.

Bulit was so angry his face turned pale; he straightened his collar and prepared to leave the deck.

Aige shouted loudly, his eyes almost splitting as he watched his young son being pushed by the crowd in a certain direction.

"Fine, I will record it as it is."

"That gunman had already boarded the ship, which means the assassination was bound to happen; Bulit and I were just coincidentally caught up in it..."

Aaron thought for a moment and mentioned the plantation information Bulit had revealed.

Amidst Aige's desperate cries, the sound of gunfire rang out.

A moment later.

"Jack, may I call you Jack? I feel sorry for the passing of Mr. Bulit... and I also regret my previous refusal; he was not some petty schemer, but a gentleman with noble character!"

As for the rest, this steel tycoon would naturally go and investigate.

Among his bodyguards, a certain Extraordinary had a flash of light in his eyes and threw a playing card.

Kent, standing nearby, was stunned: "That Bulit... it was almost as if he lunged over to block the bullet!"

The bodyguards beside him hurriedly tried to stop him.

Before leaving, the butler also handed over an envelope containing a stack of banknotes.

Aige, having changed his clothes, walked in, followed by two bodyguards, one of whom was a woman with a pair of soul-stirring eyes.

Aige's young son immediately hopped and skipped toward the crowd, a smile still on his face.

After the chat, seeing that the other party had no intention of keeping him, Aaron stood up and politely took his leave.

"This statement is true!" The female bodyguard with the bright eyes was silent for a moment before giving her response.

The massive deck fell into chaos in an instant.

To that tycoon, this didn't even count as pocket change.

"I have said it before, there is no debt; this is fraud!"

"This... is too much of a coincidence, isn't it?"

The deck fell into a momentary silence, followed by the screams of women, the crying of children, and the roars of men...

At the same time, he noticed Bulit had been pushed to his side by the crowd, while that youngest son of Aige was also running in this direction in a panic.

Aaron was even less nervous, as if he were a guest watching a play in an opera house, calmly observing each scene as it unfolded.

"No!"

"Yes."

In the hands of an Extraordinary, playing cards are also powerful lethal weapons!

But just at this moment, an accident occurred! The deck shuddered, causing his feet to slip violently.

Wilson was an experienced old sea dog with a resolute face; hearing this, he merely sighed and looked at Aaron: "Mr. Jieke Kesaini, is it? Mr. Aige Feller wishes to see you."

Aaron closed his eyes to review everything that had just happened, discovering that whether it was the assassin's failure or Bulit's slip, there were no traces of Extraordinary power influence; it was entirely a coincidence.

"Are you sure?" The ship's first mate's face was full of suspicion: "Do you have an IOU?"

He intuitively felt the other party was not an Extraordinary, and therefore was not overly nervous.

"This is merely an incomplete 'Law'... so the prerequisite for reaching a Contract is that both parties must acknowledge it and agree from the bottom of their hearts."

"What if it becomes complete? Could it be that one could force a Contract... I help you once, and you must give me sufficient and generous 'compensation'? Will Fate execute it itself?"

(End of this chapter)