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Chapter 172

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Hanaball, it sounds a bit of a tongue twister, but this island is a real "drifting island" because its magnetism is not very good, causing the Log Pose to be unable to store magnetism, so finding it requires some luck.

However, the Navy had long ago studied the drifting patterns of Hanaball, and finding this island was easy.

It only took three days for them to successfully arrive in the waters near Hanaball.

This island looked like a roadblock from the outside because there was a very high mountain peak in the middle of the island. What was even more magical was that there was a stream of water flowing directly into the sea from the top of this mountain peak.

"It is said that Hanaball holds a death race every year, and the rewards are exceptionally generous, attracting a large number of pirates."

"So, this is actually a pirate gathering place. If we go directly, I'm afraid we will startle the snake."

Karl nodded: "Makes sense. Ain, you stay on the ship. Smoker and I will go to Hanaball."

"Why is it me again?"

"Hmm?"

"Fine!"

In order not to attract attention, Smoker put on his delinquent outfit, and Karl put on the big boss's standard floral shirt, beach shorts, and flip-flops, with a pair of wide sunglasses on his face.

"That's about it, we shouldn't be discovered. Let's go!"

As for how to get from the ship to Hanaball, it was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their own magic.

Seeing Smoker elementalize and fly away, Karl also took the opportunity to ride on the enlarged Raven; using Moon Walk was too exhausting.

Hanaball.

Their arrival did not attract any attention. Smoker's temperament was perfectly grasped, and Karl looked more like a tourist.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ there really are pirates everywhere here~"

"Just some small fry, don't forget our goal."

Smoker nodded and followed Karl into a tavern. There were guys with tattoos everywhere; one look and you knew they weren't decent.

After ordering two glasses of rum, Smoker walked to the bar and whispered: "Excuse me, is the death race held here?"

The boss with a crew cut looked at Smoker. Hmm, fierce-looking, knife wounds on his body, dressed like a delinquent—either a pirate or a thug.

"What do you want to do? Compete or bet?"

Smoker exhaled a smoke ring and chuckled: "Of course... bet!"

Then he took a stack of cash from his bosom and sniffed it in a pretentious manner.

"Follow me!"

Smoker turned to look at Karl and blinked. Karl followed immediately.

After following the bartender into a secret room, the bartender closed the door and leaned over to light the lantern nearby, illuminating the entire room.

Ahead was a pitch-black tunnel, looking a bit like an abandoned mine.

"Walk in a straight line to the end. I can only send you here. You'll know once you go."

Smoker didn't speak and walked straight ahead. Karl smiled slightly at the bartender and asked: "There won't be any danger, right?"

"Don't worry, you are guests!"

Karl pretended to be relieved, took the lantern from the bartender, and followed Smoker.

The two walked for about five minutes, and a glimmer of light appeared ahead.

"Looks like this is it! Tsk tsk tsk, it really is a world of its own!"

This seemed to be a casino inside the mountain, with pirate flags hanging everywhere, and many pirates gathered together to eat, play cards, and drink.

"Hey, you two little brothers over there, are you here to gamble? The boss is upstairs!"

"Thanks for the reminder!"

After arriving at the top floor, the two finally saw the so-called boss—a fat man covered in fat, with a fair-skinned and beautiful woman sitting on his lap.

Seeing the two, the fat man chuckled: "Are you two here to gamble!"

"Correct, but I don't know who to bet on. Are there any popular contestants?" After saying this, Smoker placed a stack of Berries on the table.

The fat man chuckled and accepted the Berries: "That's for sure. This is the roster of contestants; the seeded players are all on it."

Karl took the roster and flipped through it quickly. After seeing the man with the wide chin in the photo, he revealed a smile.

"Smoker, let's bet on him!" ===== CHAPTER 174 =====

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