Kingdom Bloodline

The entire office was silent for several seconds.

"You? The heir to the business? Just you?"

Nekra paused for a moment, then chuckled, lowered his head with disdain, and looked at Rick's wet pants.

The big men around all laughed.

Rick's face turned red, and he subconsciously bent his legs to block the urine stains, but then he put them down tremblingly and showed a guilty smile.

"Exactly! If I am not timid, cautious, and value my life, and if I am not…able to bend and stretch," he said with difficulty, "how can I be qualified to be the successor of the 'Alpha Wolf'?"

The red viper snorted coldly and pointed at the surroundings, especially the several corpses on the ground.

"If you were his heir, how could this place be so empty? There aren't even a few decent bodyguards, so how could someone break in so easily?"

Because we are law-abiding subjects of the Emerald City.

Rick took a deep breath to ease the embarrassment.

No fighting and killing.

At least not in the open.

"You are exactly right."

Rick said solemnly:

"If I were not the heir, Mr. Nekra, how would you know that this place could be so empty and that it would be so easy to break in?"

When these words came out, Nekra's eyebrows jumped.

"What do you mean?"

He asked suspiciously.

Rick's heart sank as he watched the other party's reaction.

"Whatever it means, famous Red Viper, there is no need for you to become someone else's knife - that would be meaningless."

He lowered his voice:
"Especially when I can give you something in return."

The red viper paused.

His expression gradually became serious.

Rick's mood also sank.

After a few seconds, Nekra spoke again, but his tone changed from joking to doubtful:
"Heir, really, you?"

Rick closed his eyes to prevent the other party from seeing his guilty conscience and flaws:
"Yes, me. That's why they hate me so much."

"them?"

Rick took a deep breath and nodded:

"That's why they want to use you to kill me or cripple me - to escape the responsibility of Boss Feisuo."

The red viper frowned and did not answer.

Rick just felt his mood grow heavy.

hateful.

He acquiesced.

That means...

"No, maybe they don't hate me," Rick sighed, adding, "They hate themselves for not being strong enough, and for always being suppressed by others."

Red Viper frowned deeply.

This time, Nekra pondered for more than ten seconds.

It was not until his subordinates carefully reminded him that he waved his hand and signaled them:
"Pull it up and let him sit down."

Although the people around were surprised, they still obeyed and grabbed Rick's arm, pulled him up from the ground, and forced him to sit on another chair.

well.

very good!

Rick pressed his wound and used the pain to suppress his excitement.

"I have to state in advance that I still don't believe you are the heir that Feisuo has chosen."

Red Viper said coldly with a gloomy face.

"That's normal," Rick said with a forced smile, "I didn't believe it before either."

No, he doesn't believe it now.

But someone has to believe.

Sooner or later someone will believe it.

"But after experiencing today, I finally understand why Boss Feisuo chose me among so many of his men." Rick sighed.

"Oh?" Nekra narrowed his eyes.

Rick was silent for a moment.

"All of us who are tied together with black silk are brothers."

Rick looked towards the door and said firmly:

"No matter who leaked the news to you... a smart boss like Feisuo would never choose a traitor who betrayed his brothers to inherit the business."

After the words were spoken, it was Red Viper's turn to remain silent.

For the first time, he took a closer look at the crippled accountant in front of him, his gaze lingering on the latter's eye patch for a long time.

After several seconds, Nekra spoke coldly:
"You just said, what's your name?"

Rick smiled immediately:

"Rick! Nar Rick. Of course, if you like, you can just call me Nar. It's more intimate that way."

"Very good, Rick."

Unexpectedly, Red Viper did not call him by his first name, but by his last name, which made Rick feel a little relieved.

"Then, if I let you go..."

Rick held his breath.

Nekra was sitting in his seat, leaning forward, holding his knee with one hand and shaking the knife in his hand with the other:

"what can you give me?"

Looking at the other party's reaction, Rick sighed in his heart.

Yes, he guessed right.

That's right!

The Red Viper gang chose to invade at the most empty time and had an unimpeded passage along the way.

And once you come in, you will have a lot of inside information.

They knew his identity and could more or less discern the truth from his words.

It's an insider.

Someone betrayed this place, betrayed him.

So, who is it?

Rick's eyes flashed with cruelty for a moment.

Who leaked this?

Which scumbag in the Emerald City, in the Brotherhood, under the command of Boss Lazanchi, which dear "brother and sister" in the same black silk?
Which bastard, bastard, shameless villain deserves to go to hell?
Who wants his life?
Who wants to see him die the most?

Is it Xi Feng, the damn ruthless bitch who has firmly monopolized the supply channels?
Or is it Katanatsugu? The leader of the city's "donkeys", a steppe barbarian whose name is hard to pronounce?
Or is it Vescovo, the taciturn former mercenary in charge of security transport?
Is it Alonso, the always friendly peasant who works in marketing?
Or is it Nedlikovich, the merchant group staff member wearing glasses and handling miscellaneous tasks, who came from the other side of the sea?

Is it the long-tongued Luojia Wa, or this red earth slave woman who only knows how to flatter Feisuo?
Or is it the bastard Palacio who specializes in upper-class routes and has many connections among the rich?
Or all of the above?

It can't be...

For a moment, Riku, who was furious, sad and exhausted, actually missed the days when he was still in the capital.

His superiors and colleagues at that time, from Morris to Belicia, to the crazy and dangerous Quide, even the quiet killer Leyock who always looked down on him, including the murderous thugs of Qincha and the mysterious "Insomniacs" of Lancer next door, and even the cute and naughty beggars who treated him as a relative...

Even Rodda and his gunmen...

Well, at least they wouldn't stab him in the back.

Generally not.

Damn, what’s the atmosphere in Emerald City?
The honor of black silk and the rules of the black street have all been ruined by these shameless traitors and double-faced people.

What will happen if the Black Street Brotherhood continues to fall into such a state?
[That is why, Nar Rick, you must not die here. ]

Rick's voice of reason reminded him:

Even for the community.

That’s right, thousands of brothers in the brotherhood are still waiting for people with lofty ideals like him to return, punish the evil, eliminate the evil, and eradicate the deep-rooted problems.

Rick took a deep breath and came back to the present moment.

After all, in addition to exterminating the traitors and seeking revenge, he also has a life to save.

"First, Lausanne II." Rick said in a deep voice.

Red Viper frowned upon hearing this:

"You just said that your Brotherhood, even Fessor, couldn't hide him, let alone find him?"

"Yes."

Rick paused deliberately:
"But what I can tell you is: don't look for him anymore."

"What do you mean?"

Rick smiled.

There are some benefits to sitting in his position.

Ever since the prince regent failed at the North Gate Bridge, but the pursuit of the murderer has become more and more legendary - both in terms of love and the kingdom's security - the government offices are operating as usual (even more diligently), the Emerald Army has stepped up patrols, the ports are getting busier, prices are gradually stabilizing, business is getting more lively, and the flow of merchants and tourists is gradually recovering... All these signs indicate:

The Emerald City is recovering.

At least compared to the panic and depression that would follow an election or a coup.

The prince's superb skills are evident from this.

But Rick couldn't answer that.

This answer is too simple and too mediocre. Anyone can see that any greasy middle-aged man who has drunk a few too many glasses of fake wine and feels good about himself can be complacent and talk endless nonsense in front of the hostess girls with fake smiles on their faces.

Rick needs a deeper and more eye-opening answer to prove his ability and value.

Of course, you can't go too far and make the other party feel threatened - what the red viper needs is helpers and allies, not opponents.

"Today, my people just sent me news that Prince Thales and the two Lords Kevindiel had lunch together in the Kongming Palace. How do you put it—they were chatting and laughing?"

Red Viper frowned:
"so?"

Rick sneered:
"Obviously, that prince did it on purpose. He wanted the panicked Emerald City to see this and spread the news that a three-party compromise had been reached. No matter what the arbitration result decided by the prince is, it will not harm the interests of any person or force."

That is to say...

Rick swallowed the rest of his words:

In the Emerald City, no matter who you are, no matter what you have done, what role you have played, which of the three parties you have supported, and which party you have harmed in this political storm that involves so many people and no one can stay out of it...

After this incident, there is no need to worry about being liquidated.

“So we can see everything that’s right in front of us.”

Rick took a deep breath and pressed the broken arm:
"Once the news gets out, many people will breathe a sigh of relief. They will stop thinking about overturning the table and causing trouble, and turn their attention back to the daily games and trivialities in Kongming Palace. When people have more confidence, the Emerald City will recover faster."

Rick looked at the red viper seriously:
"So, you don't have to look for him anymore, Boss Nekra."

"No need to look for it anymore?" Nekra asked doubtfully.

Oh shit.

Do the red turbans not read books or newspapers?
Even if it's just to watch a midnight stage play?

"Tell your men not to look for Lausanne II anymore," Rick explained patiently, "You, no, everyone in this world, will probably never find him."

forever.

"Now that the bigwigs of Kongming Palace have reached a compromise, in the interests of everyone, this terrifying killer who lifted the veil for Kevin Dill has completed his mission. It is time for him to disappear and never see the light of day again." Rick said solemnly.

The red viper seemed to understand something, but asked again:

"What do you mean?"

What a pity.

This red-hooded antagonist has a bad brain.

Fortunately.

Fortunately, the leader of the Blood Bottle Gang has a bad mind.

“They didn’t come to us.”

Rick said coldly:
"As you said, the area outside the North Gate Bridge is the Brotherhood's territory. Any disturbance there cannot escape our sight and is related to us. In other words, if Lausanne II disappeared in front of everyone at the North Gate Bridge, then our Black Street Brotherhood would be the biggest suspect, at least an accomplice or an informant."

Rick turned his head sharply:

"But that's the problem."

The accountant's tone made Red Viper nervous:
“They haven’t come to us since the incident.”

"They?" Nekra understood something and couldn't believe it.

"Yes, that night, after the siege was lifted, whether it was the green-skinned people or the cuckolds, the Star Lake Guards around the prince, or even the officials at all levels in Emerald City...even though we made such a big mess at the North Gate Bridge, missed a trap, let an extreme killer escape, and made His Royal Highness suffer such a big loss in public - such a big loss," Rick said softly, but carefully, "they never came to look for us once."

Not once.

Nekra suddenly felt his scalp tingling.

Rick sneered:
"They, the big shots who used Catherine to get us to cooperate in arresting Lausanne II, didn't even think about punishing us, holding the Brotherhood accountable, torturing every blade of grass and tree on the entire North Gate Bridge, forcing confessions, arresting people for interrogation, and exhausting searches..."

"Either... in their eyes, we peasants are nothing, or..."

Rick didn't say anything else, he just raised his hand in response.

Red Viper didn't speak right away.

He just stared at his knife.

After a while, Nekra swallowed.

"Then where did Lausanne II go?"

Where else could he go?

"You were right about one thing just now, Boss Nekra," Rick leaned back in his chair, shook his head and smiled bitterly as if in relief, "A killer disappeared without a trace in front of so many big shots who wanted to encircle and suppress him, and they still can't catch him. Such a big thing..."

He opened his eyes, his eyes sharp:
"It could only be done by an insider."

Wow!
The red viper stood up suddenly.

"Tell them not to look for it anymore."

"Boss?"

Nekra turned around and instructed his men, looking rather exasperated:
"Stop looking for that vampire!"

The Blood Bottle Gang's men were all shocked and suspicious, except Rick who smiled.

"Yes, Lausanne II is the key: the people he killed and the things he uncovered were the starting point of the coup d'état in Kongming Palace. They are the key evidence that determines who will live and who will die among the bigwigs."

Rick continued:
"Now, the three parties in Kongming Palace have reconciled, and everyone is happy."

He observed the other person's expression:
"Then, no matter which side it is, it will be inconvenient for this disaster star to come out and spoil the mood, commit a serious crime, and tear up the peace agreement."

Even if he wants to come out, he must come out wearing official shackles.

"But at this moment, when all the forces in Emerald City, including the prince, turned a blind eye and even suppressed it, and everyone pretended to be deaf and dumb and could not find him..."

Rick's tone changed disturbingly:

"Only you, Mr. Nekra, Red Viper of the Blood Bottle Gang, in the entire Emerald City, are still searching with great fanfare, as if you will not stop until you have searched every corner. You are even using the undisguised way of killing one and respecting a hundred to find him, the vampire killer who will embarrass everyone."

Rick chuckled, and Red Viper trembled slightly.

"It would be fine if you couldn't find him after searching for him, but if you did find him and brought him out with great fanfare..."

Nekra found himself shaking.

"I believe that Your Highness, the Kevindill family, the Kongming Palace, the Emerald City, and all the big and small forces..."

Rick whispered:
“…No one will be happy.”

pat!

Rick was shocked:
Before he knew it, Nekra's dagger fell to the ground.

Red Viper was also startled. He came to his senses, bent down with a pale face and picked up the dagger.

In addition to the dagger, he also picked up the prosthetic limb.

"Regarding your hand, brother Rick," Red Viper symbolically brushed off the coagulated blood on it and handed it back to Rick in a stiff manner, "I'm sorry for today."

I'm sorry.

You damn old Biden.

Rick still smiled.

Although it looks like a cheap product, he had it made to look old and rough. You have to know that this is the craftsmanship of the dwarves, and it is not cheap...

"Don't worry, I'll compensate you." Nekra gritted his teeth.

Rick paused.

Then you are a very nice person!

He resisted the urge to look at the body lying on the floor in front of the office - although he disliked the scribe, who always repeated his orders.

"No need. At least this broken hand witnessed the process of our acquaintance." Rick ignored the pain in the broken arm, resisted the urge to grit his teeth, and pretended to be generous and took his prosthesis. "Just consider it a gift for meeting you."

Compensation for nothing.

Just leave quickly.

The farther the better.

Mahler Gobi.

I'll find someone to kill you later.

"By the way, Rick, do you know who those people are who betrayed you?" Nekra suddenly asked.

Rick's eyes shone.

well.

made money.

Make a fortune.

A fake hand is nothing. It will be returned after a few shipments.

I actually misunderstood him before. Red Viper, this decisive and non-concerned man, is actually a very nice person.

As expected of a big shot who could survive the Black Sword—

"So, how badly do you want to know?"

Nekra raised his head and said sinisterly.

Very much.

really want.

Rick swallowed, smiling even more than before.

But the red viper just stared at him and said nothing.

As if waiting for something.

Rick stared at him for several seconds before he suddenly understood.

Fuck you!
He suddenly became furious.

A crude country bumpkin!

Damn red headscarf!

Rick resisted the urge to lose his temper.

With your status as a person, you still want to be the boss?

Go and be a duck and sell your ass!
"Okay, I'll say a little more."

Rick took a deep breath:

"Before, Boss Nekra and Boss Fogg, the list of gifts that you and your brother Barta brought to Kongming Palace to give to the prince was returned, right?"

Nekra's eyes moved.

"Because we are the same, whether it is the Blood Bottle Gang or the Brotherhood," Rick nodded, answering his doubts, "Like many noble and idealistic big men, our new Regent of the Kongming Palace is not very willing to deal with dirty mud legs."

Not everyone is like Balta, the old barber from the Blood Bottle Gang, who is able to get along with everyone and has no faults with anyone.

And Fessot said to him:
The barber was like a living rope, soft and light, able to bend or straighten at will.

However, only a live rope can strangle people.

"Boss Nekra, to be honest, I know why you want to find Lausanne II. The Brotherhood also heard a lot of news afterwards: the internal strife in the Blood Bottle Gang was probably caused by him dragging you and Ferg together to avenge Catherine—"

"He was the one who came to me and us first!"

Nekra suddenly yelled in anger, shocking Riku.

"Of course." Rick had to say.

Red Viper took a breath and put his dagger in his pocket.

"I, I was surprised at first, too."

He gritted his teeth:
"But he, Lausanne II, the idiot who was scared out of his wits by the Black Sword, didn't tell me anything. Not even the old story of Kevindill's family, not even the coup d'état in Kongming Palace. He didn't tell me anything."

Damn it—Red Viper was furious.

"I thought he just wanted to... seek revenge on Knife Bitch, wanted the blood bottle to pay off his debt, or simply wanted to kill someone to vent his anger. At most, he would involve one or two senior officials..."

Plus Ferg's guarantee, he reluctantly - yes, reluctantly agreed to cooperate. At least not so eagerly.

"I didn't even know that guy turned into a vampire. I didn't know where he would go at night!" Nekra said indignantly.

Unfortunately, after so many years, that guy has changed. His skills are frighteningly strong, his temper is frighteningly bad, and his habits are frighteningly strange. It is not convenient for him to ask directly...

"Until he, until he goes to the election... fuck!"

The red viper slapped its thigh angrily.

"I understand."

Rick could only comfort him when he saw this.

"A terrible companion who is insanely powerful, difficult to communicate with, unreasonable, disobedient and uncontrollable, but whose rank is higher than yours. If you attack him, there may be unpredictable consequences." Rick recalled something and sighed, "I understand this feeling too well."

Rick paused for a moment, seeing that the other party was still mentally stable, and continued:
"But now, Lausanne II is involved in such a big thing. He has been confirmed to be a traitor, a rebel, and a felon. He and the things he did are even the biggest...stain on the prince's reign."

As well as the shocking changes in Kongming Palace, Kevindill's loss of face, and the cause of the depression of all industries in Emerald City.

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"And you, Boss Nekra, you must not be thought to be in league with him. You cannot have even the slightest connection with him."

Rick nodded:
"You have to get the big shot to let you go, forget your actions, and seek forgiveness from Kongming Palace or even a chance to surrender. That's why you want to find Lausanne II and exchange his whereabouts or even his head for him."

Rick continued:
"I think, Boss Nekra, what you need most is not Lausanne II - what you need is evidence to prove yourself, or even a bargaining chip to protect yourself."

And a bit of luck.

Red Viper listened expressionlessly, then he sighed deeply and closed his eyes.

"Shit, Sunset is really blind...what's going to happen next?"

"I do not know."

Nekra suddenly opened his eyes!
"I'm asking you!"

He was as strong as an ox. He grabbed Rick and shook him violently, roaring:
“What will happen next!”

Rick shuddered, but he knew he couldn't back down at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and fight back:
"I said I don't know!!"

Damn!

This guy, Red Viper, is really just as the rumors say, mentally unstable and has personality problems!
People like this should be locked up in the prison of bones!

Imprisoned until death!

But he has been at large for so long... What is the law of the kingdom for? Qingpi - where is the vigilance officer uncle?
Red Viper stared at Rick, as if wanting to dig something out of his eyes.

After the boss started to attack, the Blood Bottle Gang members around him also looked at Rick with unfriendly expressions.

No matter how frightened and angry the latter was, he had to soften his tone and say earnestly:
"I mean, it didn't happen in North Gate Bridge or New Suburbs, I was completely in the dark. And I wasn't in that position, I didn't have any intelligence, I didn't know any connections, how could I know?"

Nekra still stared at him, refusing to let go.

"But what do you say, Red Viper?"

Rick trembled and made a suggestion:

"You go."

"Go?" Nekra repeated.

"Yes, we can't stay in the Star Kingdom any longer," Rick nodded nervously, "You know, no matter how young the prince is, he will be crowned and become king sooner or later."

Red Viper's wrist trembled and he let go of him.

"I... No, it was all done by Lausanne II. I just... I don't know him at all. I have never offended the prince..."

"Perhaps you don't. The prince and the two Kevindiers don't even know your name."

Red Viper's eyes lit up: "Since that's the case..."

"But what about others? After hearing the rumors, after hearing that you colluded with the vampire killer and tried to seize power in the Blood Bottle Gang, will people think that you have offended the prince? Will your enemies use this to deal with you?" Rick said grimly.

Nekra felt a chill in his heart.

Kathryn, the knife bitch…

"The most terrifying thing is... this coup must be extremely complicated and involve many parties. I guess after this series of events, you are not the only one in the Emerald City who feels that you have offended the prince."

Rick sneered:
"And when these people are in the same predicament as you, will they do as you think and take some gifts, such as someone's head, to the future king to show their loyalty, prove their innocence, and seek forgiveness?"

The red viper's face turned pale!
Damn it, Ferg...

"As for capturing Lausanne II, forget about it."

Rick said maliciously:

"But if we catch the accomplices of the murderer and seek credit for it, then we can apologise for our crime..."

Or at least, frame the person who is caught as an accomplice of the murderer...

Wow!

Red Viper suddenly stood up, catching Rick off guard.

"Pack your things," Nekra ordered through gritted teeth, "we're leaving now."

His men were stunned:
"where to?"

Red Viper turned his head and shouted angrily:
"Anywhere!"

He looked at his frightened subordinates, took another deep breath, and calmed himself down:

"Let's leave the Emerald City, now."

more than.

Leave the South Coast.

Leave the stars.

Leave the Westland.

leave……

Red Viper was in a state of panic, but Rick was cheering in his heart.

Thanks sunset!

Looking at the other person's reaction, Rick was happier than when he saw his unborn son learn to walk.

He finally got it!

"What should we do here, boss?" a big man asked cautiously.

Nekra turned around.

The big man pointed at Rick: "Where's he?"

The looks people gave him made Rick feel uneasy.

Nekra looked at him thoughtfully.

"I can help you clean up the mess," Rick cleared his throat, looking weak but sincere. "I can say that the casualties in the warehouse were caused by theft and death in a fight. That can help you cover it up... at least for a while."

Everyone's eyes looked more and more uneasy.

Rick was terrified and subconsciously leaned towards the table.

"But if I were to be silenced and disappear here..."

Rick held onto the table and nervously pressed the secret compartment under the drawer to give himself courage.

Even though he knew that with his small crossbow, he had no chance against these hard points.

"…the matter will definitely not be covered up."

Nekra frowned.

"Especially during this period, the prince has just stabilized the Emerald City and is being praised by the people," Rick explained enthusiastically and carefully. "I think what he hates most is the vicious murders that affect public order and affect his image as regent and his governance results."

Red Viper's expression turned worse.

"And this is openly a fireworks factory with foreign shares, specializing in OEM production of Hanbul's lichen fireworks... Let alone the international influence, let alone the fact that protecting commerce is the tradition of Emerald City... Just because the young people want to perform well in an extraordinary period and seek credit and reward, they will definitely track it down at all costs."

Red Viper's expression turned even worse.

Everyone looked at Rick with no sign of softening.

"I hope you didn't leave any traces when you came here," Rick held down his shaking legs, "and don't leave any clues when you deal with the body later."

The red viper thought anxiously.

If we can't escape inland, then we can only...

"Oh, from the dock here to the seaport of Gonghai City, it is full of Sea Wolf ships. I heard that Lord Tanganga and his fleet spared no effort to curry favor with their new master."

Rick blocked his thoughts as if he had foreseen the future:

"Of course, compared to the green skins, the 'sea wolves' still have one advantage..."

Rick said anxiously:

"They... don't have to make up evidence."

At that moment, Red Viper suddenly reached out and grabbed Rick's shoulder!

Fuck!
Rick shuddered.

Nekra stared at him coldly, his eyes filled with ferocious bloodshot that made people's hearts frightened.

Rick was so frightened that his legs went weak and he slipped off the chair to the ground.

After a few seconds, the red viper raised the corners of its mouth, revealing a chilling smile.

"I began to understand why Feisuo promoted you after only meeting you twice."

"Four years," Rick was terrified, but he retorted subconsciously, "It's four years."

He got to the top based on his strength, ability and achievements.

It's not based on luck!
Red Viper smiled and shook his head at his subordinates:
"We won't kill him."

Rick breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank God for the sunset.

No one said that being in a gang is also responsible for teaching.

And if you don’t teach well, the students will go up to the podium with knives and kill you.

"Let's take him with us."

Rick was startled and looked up in horror:

"what?"

No one told him that there is off-campus practice?

"No, no, no, no—I said if I disappear—"

"Since you are so smart, then come with me and give me some advice," Nekra said calmly, "This way, the traitors in the Brotherhood won't be able to harm you."

No?

Rick was stunned.

Why this script?
"The Years I Was on the Run with the Gangster Boss"?
"But you just—"

Rick couldn't believe it.

"I don't have time to pack my luggage, so you don't need that prosthetic hand anymore. When I have more money, I'll ask someone to make you a gold one. Ha, or tectonic alloy will do."

Who wants gold?

Rick was about to retort, but Red Viper pulled him up from the ground without allowing any resistance, patted his chest, and said with a sinister smile: "Don't worry, if something unexpected happens during the journey..."

"I'll take you home."

Rick was stunned.

what is this?
Shouldn't it be "I'll send you home once it's safe" or worse, "I'll kill you if anything goes wrong"?

If something unexpected happens, I will send you home?

What the hell is this?

Are all the red turbans illiterate, or are they good at saying things with hidden meanings?
"No no no, Boss Nekra, wait a minute—"

Rick wanted to argue, but Red Viper had already turned around.

The big men from the Blood Bottle Gang on both sides lifted him up without saying a word and headed out the door!

Do not!
No, no!
Rick struggled hard, shocked and angry!
He still has ideals and goals...

His career in the Emerald City was just getting on track...

At this moment, the office door opened with a creaky sound.

Everyone was suddenly shocked!
pat, pat...

The sound of soft footsteps came.

The red viper subconsciously drew out the dagger, and the supernatural hormones in its body began to operate rapidly!
Damn!

Did they change shifts early?

Rick cried out in pain as he was thrown roughly to the ground. The Blood Bottle Gang members looked serious and prepared for battle.

"You're here too early... Why is there no one outside..."

Under everyone's nervous gaze, a dark-skinned, short-statured old man wearing ordinary loader's clothes, with luggage on his shoulders, tremblingly pushed open the door, his eyes half-drowsy:

"Mr. Rick, have the fireworks I ordered arrived?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Master Suleiman! Run!"

Rick was the first to react. He rolled over and reached out his hand:

"Go to the Tenth House Candy Shop outside the North Gate Bridge and find a man named Karak and ask him to woo-woo-woo--"

But before he could finish his words, someone next to him covered his mouth tightly!
Master Suleiman, who was standing by the door, turned his head and saw the bodies of the scribe and custodian in the office, and couldn't help frowning.

Oops.

The leading Blood Bottle Gang man looked around, gritted his teeth, drew his blade and was about to step forward:
"Hey, old man, come here--"

Rick struggled frantically, trying every means to signal to the old man, but he was firmly controlled by the person behind him.

Seeing that the master was about to be killed, Red Viper suddenly reached out and grabbed his subordinate tightly.

The big man looked back in confusion.

Nekra was standing there, staring blankly at the door, at the short and thin master Suleiman.

Looking at the other person, his skin was obviously tanned and rough due to working all day.

"you……"

Red Viper was unbelievable.

"Ok?"

Master Suleiman also looked back at him in confusion.

The red viper became more and more frightened as he looked at it:
"You are... you are... it's impossible... it's impossible to have changed so much..."

The old master chuckled.

"Well, it's been more than ten years. How can there not be a lot of changes? Don't you think so?"

The old man forced out an old smile and called out the unfamiliar name:

"Xiaohong?"

At that moment, the red viper trembled and took a step back in fear!
"Boss?" The subordinates around looked at Nekra in surprise.

But the latter stretched out his hand to stop them, and Nekra just stared at the old man at the door with wide eyes.

Two of Red Viper's subordinates who had been with him for a long time and were well-informed looked at each other in bewilderment:
Not everyone in this world knows and can call him "Little Red" directly - this was the street nickname of the Blood Bottle Gang long, long ago, so long ago that Nekra was even just a follower behind the old gang leader Turnbull.

"You, no, you are, you really are..."

The red viper felt its teeth chattering.

He tried his best to recognize the face of the person in front of him, as if he was admitting it, but at the same time he wanted to deny it:

"Old man, Fei, Feisuo?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

Including Rick who was held hostage.

He stared blankly at the master Suleiman who was so familiar to him.

what?
what did he say?
Fesso?

But he...

But isn't that the fireworks vendor, Old Suleiman, who comes here every month to buy goods...

Oops!

Red Viper woke up suddenly. He subconsciously raised the dagger, looked around to make sure there was no ambush in the office, and then stared in the direction behind Feisuo.

Be extremely alert.

His men were no less vulnerable, even Rick was released.

"No, no, no, you...when did you come?"

Nekra stared at Feisuo, who looked like a shabby old farmer, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face.

He never put down the knife in his hand.

"I come here every month to restock the stock," the old man at the door said without any surprise. He just smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him - Mr. Rick?"

The red viper looked back in surprise.

Rick fell to the ground, looking at the old man who seemed both familiar and unfamiliar with the same shock.

So, that's it...

The biggest drug lord in the Star Kingdom...

The dark hand entrenched in the Emerald City...

One of the six leaders of the Black Street Brotherhood...

The old man at the door ignored the corpses on the ground and the desperadoes in front of him. He walked briskly into the office and put down the luggage on his shoulders.

The members of the Blood Bottle Gang in the office subconsciously followed the other party's footsteps and retreated behind the desk.

That is, it is said that the power and energy are second only to the Black Sword and Qincha, mysterious and terrifying, but even more so...

The alpha wolf.

Lazanchi Fesor?
The red viper looked at the old farmer in disbelief, looking at an old friend whom he could hardly recognize:
“Restock…restock?”

"What a coincidence."

Feisuo brushed the dust off his body and looked no different from an old countryman who went to the market all day to make a living.

"Near the Beimen Bridge, my fireworks stall was bought by a group of extremely wealthy people... and pushed to the bottom of the bridge, and all the fireworks were destroyed..."

Feisuo smiled and put down the small sign that read "Suleiman's Old Brand Fireworks" and "Five shots for sixty, ten shots for a hundred":

“I’ll just have to come back to get more stock.”

Flame, fireworks?

The red viper looked at the sign with caution and surprise.

"In the end, I'm not at a loss," Lazenchi Fesor laughed loudly, not shy at all, and even sat on the stool with his legs crossed in a somewhat vulgar manner, "Those people are obviously from outside the Emerald City, and they are very wealthy..."

“They didn’t even bargain.”

The unremarkable "alpha wolf" in front of him was at ease, looking at the Blood Bottle Gang members who were ready for battle and full of pressure without any strange expression, and smiled with narrowed eyes:
"Tsk tsk, they are really a group of... noble people."

Great benefactor.

Rick shuddered.

But Red Viper was tense all over. He was concentrating on watching Feisuo's every move and had no intention of listening to what the other party was saying.

"Feisuo, old friend, listen to me. I was impulsive today. I apologize! It's my fault!"

He put down the dagger, carefully and slowly raised his palm to indicate that he meant no harm:

"But don't worry, I have sorted it out. The Blood Bottle Gang's affairs in Emerald City are over. From now on, we will not be friends..."

"Finish?"

Feisuo opened his eyes which were almost squinting:
"Who said it was over?"

At that moment, the red viper's heart skipped a beat.

"So what do you want, old fellow? Draw a lane?"

Nekra gritted his teeth and put his other hand behind his back, gesturing to his subordinates to prepare to break out.

Feisuo chuckled and didn't care.

"The end... Well, the Emerald City is just a simple balance: one side is outside, and the other side is inside. If one side falls down, it will be the end."

He did not directly answer Red Viper's question.

"But now, some people are so smart that they turn the scale into a three-legged stool - one on the outside, one on the inside, and one on its own side."

Fessor scratched his back roughly and reached into his pocket.

"But this tripod stool is different from a balance after all..."

Seeing him stretch out his hand, Red Viper took a step back nervously.

However, Feisuo, who was sitting on the stool, took out a pipe from his trouser pocket with great effort, even in a somewhat comical way: "Three corners, if any one of them is unstable..."

"This matter...can't be ended."

Red Viper swallowed his saliva and didn't hear a word:
"what do you mean?"

Rick, lying on the ground, stared at Feisuo, his thoughts in a mess.

"Oh right, now that we're here, let me tell you, Xiao Hong..."

The old man in front of him smiled and took out his pipe and flint, and handed them to the sweaty Red Viper in a friendly manner:

"Want a puff?" (End of this chapter)