Chapter 800

Kakuzu's gaze swept across, and just from the smell of blood on these people, he could judge that this group of people were not gamblers.

But his "kind."

Their purpose for gathering here should also be only one.

Thinking of this, Kakuzu had already understood everything, and a flash of coldness crossed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, they were just a group of thugs, yet they dared to play the game of hoarding for a higher price in front of them.

Although killing intent was permeating his heart, Kakuzu still suppressed his killing intent and found an inconspicuous corner in the room to sit down.

After another ten minutes or so, a fat man with yellow teeth and tattoos all over his face appeared in the room.

"My lords, please forgive me for the poor hospitality, forgive me!"

The fat man said with a smile, his eyebrows drooping in a dog-like manner.

But everyone was not a fool and knew the fat man's calculations, so they stared at this fat man who was about to die with murderous eyes.