Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 87 [General Trend]

"Master, you are back."

In the end, it was Velen who broke the silence first.

If he was a fighting dog with all its claws and fangs bared just a moment ago, then at this moment, he had put away his edge and turned into a loyal old dog again.

His figure leaning on the golden cane drooped, and he slowly stepped aside, handing the stage to Ethan.

Ethan, on the other hand, did not look tired at all. He was wearing a neat hunting suit and walked slowly, as if he had gone out for an outing in the afternoon.

Instead of experiencing life and death in San Quang Ti.

Now that the outing is over and you've returned home, if you suddenly see a stray dog barking at the door, you should teach it a lesson.

He slowly walked to the center, with Anya and Vincent standing on his left, and the entire Pauletta Manor behind him.

In an instant, the surname Pauleta appeared in front of everyone in a concrete form.

"Why, you don't want me to leave?"

Although Ethan's return once again disrupted Aberlin's inner plans and his uneasiness was spreading further, he still tried hard not to show it on his face.

Now that Ethan is back, he must take old Santi and Danny with him.

"You can go, but they can't."

Ethan pointed at Aberlin, then pointed at old Santi and Danny behind Aberlin and shook his finger.

"You want to stop the Prohibition Bureau from investigating the case?"

Aberlin straightened his chest, and the Prohibition agents he brought with him also stood up, protecting Old Santi and Danny behind them.

In fact, at that moment, he actually hoped that Ethan would shoot, so that the matter would be back in his hands.

Old Santi and Danny both breathed a sigh of relief. They were really a little scared, but now, Ethan couldn't possibly kill them in front of the Prohibition Bureau.

"You misunderstood, Agent Eberlin. I've always been a law-abiding citizen. I wouldn't do anything illegal. I said they couldn't leave. Is it possible that they suddenly turned on each other and died here?"

"Is that possible?" Aberlin laughed a little out of anger.

Old Santi and Danny were also baffled. How could they possibly...

"Isn't that possible? Old Santi, don't you think Danny in front of you is an eyesore? Don't you want to kill him? Danny, don't you think Old Santi has always wanted to kill you? You have to fight back."

next moment.

Old Santi really felt that his heart was filled with violent thoughts, and he just wanted to kill Danny.

And Danny wanted to fight back.

Unfortunately, at such a close distance, he had no time to react and was strangled by Old Santi.

"No fighting allowed here!"

Aberlin reacted at this time and gave the order immediately.

Unfortunately, old Santi had already snapped Danny's neck.

Ethan continued, "My fellow Prohibition officers, don't you find these two gutter rats disgusting and their actions abhorrent? Can't you tolerate them for even a second? Then kill them. Let justice bloom on this land with bullets!"

"No firearms allowed here!"

That's too late.

Bullets were already cascading out of the rifles of every one of the Prohibition agents.

Both Santi Sr. and Danny's bodies were filled with bullets.

Danny was naturally deader than dead.

Old Santi was only breathing his last.

The two men fell together in a pool of blood.

It was not until then that the Prohibition agents came to their senses. They had no idea what they had just done. There was only a voice in their hearts that kept telling them: Shoot, shoot, shoot!
applause.

It rang out from Ethan's palm.

"It's so touching, it's almost tear-jerking. I'd like to call this act of decisively emptying the magazine in the pursuit of justice the glory of the Kingdom. However, if a reporter were to ask about it, I would raise some questions, such as whether this constitutes excessive enforcement and the indiscriminate killing of civilians. I'm sorry, Agent Eberlin, I can't sugarcoat this for you."

"Ethan, welcome home, see you next time."

Aberlin said nothing more. He even took off his hat and saluted slightly, then left with his men.

Ethan was still talking loudly: "Don't clean up the bodies yet, find a reporter and make sure to take good pictures so that everyone can see this unexpected disaster that has befallen our family."

In the end, of course, they really found a reporter.

Ethan didn't mind causing some trouble for the Prohibition Bureau.

After all, they have already gotten themselves into a lot of trouble.

Sitting in the living room he hadn't visited for a long time and drinking black tea, Ethan finally sighed comfortably.

It's really hard to sleep in the open air these days.

They rested for a night in San Quanti and then went their separate ways the next day.

Huoyan continued to be his inventor, but he had promised that if Ethan had any alchemy needs in the future, he could come directly to him.

This trip to San Quanti was not without gain. He followed Ethan all the way and actually picked up a lot of useful alchemical materials.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ethan saved his life.

So from now on, he doesn't have to charge anything except for the materials.

Ethan wanted to find an opportunity to recruit him. After all, his weapons factory was still short of a supervisor.

As for the shadow.

Ethan has already recruited him.

Anyway, he was just working as a night security guard in Butan City, and occasionally working as a part-time killer, and he might not be able to support himself, so he might as well come and help Ethan.

A shadow assassin is always useful.

He just needs to go back to take care of some personal matters first, and then come to Winster later.

As for Clay, he had naturally gone back to report to Sandro.

only……

This time, I don’t know what will happen when we meet next time.

After all, Winster's current situation is very delicate.

Old Santi's sudden attack destroyed the fragile balance.

The Merrich family is finished.

Now, old Santi is dead.

There is no need for the Corleone family to exist anymore.

As for the Evans family...

George's life or death is unknown.