Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 132 [Visitors from the Royal Capital]

A man who is over forty years old, well-maintained, handsome, tall, with good temperament, elegant clothes, and suitable perfume on his body, who can definitely attract all women between eight and eighty years old without saying a word, sits on the table with a sad face and complains about the injustice done to him by others without any scruples, and keeps showing his bloody nose.

This person can only be Huskar.

Haska had been sitting in front of Ethan crying for more than ten minutes. He kept talking about how barbaric and rude the Evans family was, and added a lot of derogatory and insulting words to Ethan that the other party might not have said at all.

Ethan just listened until Huskar showed signs of wanting to repeat himself, then he finally stood up and grabbed Huskar's shoulders.

"Haska, look at me, look into my eyes. If you really want to be a member of the Pauletta family, don't cry like that. You are a man. Next time you encounter something like this, take out your gun and shoot the other person in the head. Got it?"

Haska finally stopped crying, wiped her face, nodded, and said, "Ethan, I'm really sorry."

"Stop apologizing. Go wash your face and get some treatment. I'll take care of the rest."

Ethan let go of his shoulders.

Haska continued to talk as they walked, "But they really humiliated you, calling you a country bumpkin."

"I see." Ethan said angrily.

Of course he knew what Haska meant. This guy was just afraid that he would blame him, so he really didn't care about his face at all.

But Ethan kept him around for now.

Besides, what he just said was not all nonsense.

According to his account, everything was going smoothly, and he had pressured the Evans family into handing over the contract.

Just then, someone came to disrupt the situation.

This man claimed to be from the Evans family and was from the royal capital. He introduced himself as Frank and said he didn't like to hear wild dogs barking.

Then he had Haska's nose hit until it bled.

At this point someone may ask, what about the gunmen that Huska brought?
What about those Winster typewriters hidden under their coats?

It was Huskar who stopped them.

Because he felt it when his opponent's men attacked.

That person must be a True Name user at least level three.

All the people he brought with him, including himself, were no match for the other party.

Huskar is a man who cherishes his life.

To put it bluntly, he was afraid of death, so he immediately ran away with his men in shame.

According to Haska, that person's subordinates were most likely the True Name of the God of War, because he felt an aura similar to Vincent's from that person.

A member of the Evans family, a native of the royal capital, all of his subordinates are level three True Name users.

This was enough to arouse Ethan's strong vigilance.

He certainly had a good understanding of all his opponents, including the Evans family.

As early as when he took over the Pauleta family, he knew that the Evans family came from the royal capital and they were just a branch. The real Evans family was extremely powerful and ranked among the top in the royal capital.

We had indeed heard some rumors before that George seemed to have contacted his family in the royal capital.

But at that time, Ethan felt that it was probably impossible. It had been so many years, and they should have contacted each other a long time ago.

But now there really is such a person, Frank.

Ethan had to think about what the Evans family in the royal capital wanted to do.

And, he had to consider the impact of this incident.

You know, the eyes of the whole city are on him now.

His throne is not secure.

There are still too many vacuums in this city. The annexation of the Evans family is a signal that, if it were done quietly and normally, it would have been swallowed up.

Then it would be natural to take over Sandro's inheritance.

Unfortunately, there is a problem with the easiest bone to chew.

"Anya, go and check the situation in the royal capital." Ethan said and turned to Vincent beside him.

"That Frank, I leave it to you, Vincent."

Vincent nodded and put away the newspaper in his hand.

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at the same time.

At the Evans family estate.

George's three sons were completely captivated by Frank's charm.

Mainly because of the nobility and strength displayed by Frank as a citizen of the royal capital, they envied him to the extreme.

Even though we all have the last name Evans, it just feels different.

"Frank...cousin, when will the family come to take over our property?"

George's third son, William, asked with a flattering smile.

They already knew through conversation that the young man in front of them should be considered their distant cousin.

"When will the family take over your property?" Frank frowned, not sure whether he disliked this question or the people in front of him.

"Also, don't call me cousin, just call me Frank."

"Well... Mr. Frank... uh, why are you here?" Sensing Frank's displeasure, several people became more cautious.

"I just came here to play. I heard that Winster has a nice sea view, a nice hotel, and a great casino. Your father George invited me, so I came to take a look. Who knew he was already dead?"

At the end, Frank shook his head as if he felt a little unlucky.

After hearing what Frank said, the Evans family members, who had just begun to recover, all looked gloomy.

Without Frank's continued support, they would be in big trouble today...

"Don't worry, since we both have the last name Evans, I will still help you." Frank said again, finally saving their mood.

"Then what do we do next?"

"Didn't you just say that that country bumpkin named Ethan is going to have a meeting in a few days? You guys should go too."

"Are we going too? This..."

"Don't worry, I'll follow you. By the way, you can choose a representative."

Having said that, Frank seemed unable to sit still any longer. He stood up and prepared to leave.

"Frank, we have prepared a good guest room for you. Why don't you go and have a rest now?" William hurried up to keep the guest.

"No, I've already booked the best hotel here, called... North Sea Star? My friend told me this is the only hotel that's barely available."

Frank said in a reluctant tone.

"But...that hotel is Ethan's territory now!" William became even more anxious when he heard it.

"It's still his territory? That's even better. I just want to tell him that I'm here."

Frank adjusted his collar and smiled brightly in the sunshine.

(End of this chapter)