And Once Again, Coco and Machi

Four hundred and fifty kilometers from the Gourmet Capital stood the Gourmet Gambling City.

Seeing someone's money snatched away right in front of them, Natalie still felt shaken. "As expected, even on a busy street with everyone watching, the public order here is terrible."

Leiyin folded his arms. "Wasn't this introduced in the magazines? This is No Man's Land, after all. There must be plenty of criminals whose goal is to make money."

On the street, the victim whose wallet had been stolen chased the thief all the way from one end of the street to the other. Almost no one showed him any sympathy. Instead, they all looked as if they were enjoying the show.

Two people were even chatting and laughing.

"Do you think he—the wallet thief—will get away, or will he be caught?"

"Heh heh heh, surely he won't get away."

"I bet he'll be caught."

"I bet he can escape. The loser gives the winner one million. How about it?"

"Hahaha, sounds good. I was thinking the same thing."

The two of them had actually wagered on whether the thief could escape.

Before long, a gunshot rang out.

A man in a white suit shot the thief in the face, blasting it into a bloody mess on the spot. The stolen banknotes scattered across the ground.

Everyone watching was struck dumb.

The suited man who had fired blew on the still-smoking muzzle and said to the other uniformed men, "Take this one away. There should still be some usable parts on him."

Hearing that, Natalie felt a chill run through her. They intended to sell the thief's organs.

The two people who had just bet on him burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, so it wasn't 'he'll get away' or 'he'll be caught' after all. He was just