Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 179 Chapter 179 Silver Fox Company Greetings to You
In the resplendent ballroom, there are scantily clad women everywhere. Men are having fun among these women, and laughter is everywhere.

It seems that they don't know about the Battle of Bunas that just ended a week ago, or that thousands of soldiers were easily slaughtered in a few hours because of the appearance of automatic weapons in that war.

What they don't even know is that howitzers have dominated wars, and the world today is already in turmoil.

The people here are still luscious, still dreaming of life and death.Everything outside the window seems to have nothing to do with them, they only care about their own money bags, and how to take off a woman's skirt tonight.

The flickering candle cast a sickly light on the bright glass.Some men and women can't wait to run amok in the corner, and some still hold their wine glasses and cheer at the women who are screaming while dancing.

This is the largest ballroom in King Wright City, and it is also the place where men most want to come.It's just that those who can enter here are all dignitaries in the true sense, and they are all wealthy businessmen and distinguished guests.

Because, the man who runs this place has an all-round background.

"Yesterday, a guy who claimed to be from the Black Iron Company actually came to me, talking about cooperation... I don't even know, how could there be such a mentally ill person in Wangcheng." A well-dressed man held his hand Drinking fine wine, sitting on the long sofa.

On the other side of the sofa, sat a man with two big beards, wearing more expensive clothes, and hugging a very enchanting beauty.

The man sneered, and mocked his subordinates with disdain: "You mean those idiots from the countryside? They don't understand the rules here at all, and they don't know who is in charge here! Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!" His words elicited a burst of ridicule, and these men and women who had their backgrounds all laughed contemptuously.

"You can't say that, Mr. Woodrow, they are very rich, and they buy almost everything in Wangcheng, and...they also sell a lot of good things, and they also opened a very interesting casino outside the city." The man reminded Looking at the gang leader Woodrow sitting at the top, he poured himself some red wine.

He didn't finish some words, because the other party was equally strong and seemed to have a strong background, so he only finished half of what he said.

"I know what you said! I have already sent someone to smash that casino! Unruly bastards, you must set rules for them!" Woodrow shook the wine in his hand with a gloomy face, and said in a bad tone.

As he spoke, he squeezed the beautiful woman in his arms angrily.Obviously his actions hurt the beauty, but the beauty didn't dare to struggle, and could only let the other party run amok on her body.

After all, it was Woodrow who was holding her, the leader of the largest gang in the Wright Kingdom, and the man who ruled the kingdom in the dark night.

Most of the casinos and brothels in the entire kingdom are in his hands, and the income can be described as daily income. If it weren't for the recent drastic changes in Bunas, he would be earning more than he is now.

Moreover, he has countless horsemen, controls the underground business dealings of the entire kingdom, and even has business dealings with many nobles, so everyone is afraid of him.

It can be said that in some respects, Woodrow's speech is more effective than that of Wright VII, and his behavior is more unscrupulous.

At this time, a thug came over, bent down, and lowered his head to report to Woodrow Hui: "Sir, a person who claims to be the manager of Silver Fox Company wants to see you."

Woodrow put down his glass and looked at each other: "Oh? They're here?"

"Yes! He came alone, and he is very clean." The thug continued to report in a low voice.

Woodrow nodded slightly, then waved his hand to signal that his men could go out: "Let them in, gentlemen... I might kill someone in a while! Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!" Hearing his words, some wealthy businessmen and local snakes present laughed, as if they had heard such a funny joke.

Soon, a man wearing a suit specially ordered by Bunas walked in, a middle-aged man who looked very energetic.

After he walked in, he nodded slightly and introduced himself to everyone present: "Hello everyone. I am the manager of a small company from Bunas. I heard that if you want to do business in Wangcheng, you must come to visit You, that’s why I’m here, with a generous gift.”

"It's not easy to do business here." A fat man with a woman in his arms interrupted.

After he finished speaking, many people laughed along with them, and everyone looked at this middle-aged man who came alone with contempt.

Woodrow waited for the laughter to subside, and then said to the middle-aged man: "I'm the one who has the final say here... That's right. You just came here and you need to know some rules, and now... I don't have time to tell you the rules! Get down on your knees, lick my shoes, and get out! This way you can save your life tonight, find a few broken flowers and ruins in the meanest alley to have a good time...but you have to leave the next morning , or I'll smash your head with a musket!"

"Hahahaha!" Laughter came from all directions again, and the middle-aged man from Bunas also laughed a few times with some familiarity.

However, after everyone laughed, he continued to ask, "Mr. Woodrow, do you really not want to take a look at this generous gift I brought you?"

His insistence made Woodrow restrain his smile. He stared at the young man viciously, and said coldly: "You are the first one who dares to talk to me like that! Boy! I don't like what you gave me. Any gift, I prefer to keep your right hand!"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, unbuttoned his suit with some regret, and put his hands under his armpits: "Okay... Silver Fox sends you their greetings, Mr. Woodrow."

"Huh?" Woodrow frowned. At this moment, a bad feeling suddenly hit him, making his back feel cold.

And the next second, under everyone's gaze, the middle-aged man pulled out a black, exquisite pistol and pointed it at Woodrow's forehead.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest hesitation, the middle-aged man pulled the trigger before the people around him could react.

"Boom!" The pistol made a crisp sound, and a bullet pierced Woodrow's forehead.Then, the bullet shattered in Woodrow's skull, pierced the back of his head, flew out the brain and blood, and sprayed on the back of the sofa behind Woodrow.

As if wanting to ensure that Woodrow would never die again, the middle-aged man pulled the trigger continuously, and the gunshots echoed throughout the dance hall: "Bah! Bah!"

In addition to the first shot that pierced Woodrow's forehead, the second and third shots pierced Woodrow's heart and lung lobes respectively. Even in the 21st century, the victim could not be rescued after taking such three shots at the entrance of the hospital. .

The music in the hall had stopped suddenly, and all that was left was a panic.Finally someone came to his senses and was the first to shout loudly: "Quick! Stop him! He killed Mr. Woodrow!"

At this moment, Woodrow slowly fell back onto the back of the sofa, sat on his back, and stared fixedly at the ceiling of the carved beams and paintings.

"Damn it! Come on! Kill him!" On the side, the fat businessman who was still laughing just now blocked the woman in front of his chest and shouted hoarsely.

Accompanied by the fat man's cry, the door of the ballroom was violently knocked open from the outside.A group of burly men with lever rifles knocked away two of Woodrow's thugs and smashed the butt of a rifle in the face of a man who was trying to run.

"Hey! This is the gift from Silver Fox Company!" With a wave of his hand, the fat businessman's head was blown off. The man in the middle sat next to Woodrow's body, and he picked up the glass on the rim. The wine glass with the imprint of red lips looked at the beauty on the other side of the corpse: "Do you mind?"

The beauty shook her head frantically, the middle-aged man smiled, raised his glass and took a sip: "This will be the property of Silver Fox Company from now on! Who agrees? Who opposes?"

"Boom!" One of Woodrow's subordinates wanted to resist, but was shot by a strong man and fell in the middle of the dance floor.

"Boom!" Another Woodrow's subordinate was about to draw out the flintlock pistol at his waist when he was shot by another bald man holding a revolver, and he struggled and fell in the middle of the deck.

Finally, someone realized that the strength value of the other party seemed to far exceed them: "They have guns! And they are much more powerful than Cyric's flintlock! Damn!"

"Don't shoot! I'm only here to dance!" Then, the voice of begging for mercy came out, and some merchants hiding behind the sofa quickly clarified their positions and shouted.

"Ah! Stop hitting!" There was also a woman squatting on the ground with her head in her arms, screaming hysterically, "Help!"

"You killed Mr. Woodrow! Are you crazy! Do you know who he is? You will know the consequences soon! You will be hanged in the water prison, and your family will be killed, your daughter ..." A thug leader who was stepped on the ground threatened desperately, trying to find a way out for himself.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, he was shot to death on the floor.

"Mr. Woodrow is the nephew of the Minister of Finance of the Kingdom! You are in trouble." The man who had just talked to Woodrow glanced at the middle-aged man sitting next to Woodrow's body, and reminded him.

"No, we never cause trouble, we're just here to do business." The middle-aged man picked up his glass and drank the rest of the wine.

(End of this chapter)