Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 171: For the blood bottle gang

Chapter 668 For the Blood Bottle Gang

Amidst the sound of crusade, Fogg took a deep breath on his cigarette, and Nekla, who was the guest, laughed more and more happily.

"Come on, the Emerald City controls lethal weapons," the good man Tommy coughed, and poured cold water on everyone, "Let's not talk about military crossbows, you can't even get ten machetes in the city, what the fuck? ? Swinging a wooden stick or swinging a kitchen knife?”

"Let's rob the security hall, the weapons will come the fastest," Jaga said sarcastically, "or the Emerald Legion - they have the best weapons."

The whole warehouse is silent.

"Calm down, everyone," Franco tried to cool everyone down, "We're talking about something serious."

"Um, everyone, I'm not saying something depressing, but have you ever thought about it?" Zeka, the newspaper seller, wiped his glasses and stuffed the glasses cloth back into his expensive coat pocket. What the hell, why don't you just ask you guys in charge? Hmm? Like cutting your throat and hanging you upside down?"

The bosses around the round table frowned

"That makes sense," the good guy Tommy said slowly, "From what Roger said, it seems that all of us died were thugs, street sweepers, bodyguards, boxers..."

"The best boxer." Gutierrez said coldly.

"They are brothers who follow me for food!" Roger was also quite dissatisfied.

Sanga Lei said angrily: "And my dog!"

Tarimi frowned and protested: "Hey, it was my brother-in-law who died! My wife's real brother!"

Jia Jia smiled beside him: "Yes, which wife is this your first? Seventh or eighth?"

Zeka raised his hands to suppress the noise, and continued:

"I know, I know... In short, you have neither suffered any major losses, nor hurt your muscles and bones, or affected your business. It just happened that you came to denounce in front of Boss Fogg completely and plausibly, forcing him to find a brother. Would it be a coincidence to get revenge?"

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere of the scene changed.

"Newspaper seller, what do you mean?" Gutierrez said coldly.

"Nothing interesting." Zeka shook his head.

"What he means is that this is all self-directed and self-acted by a few of us on the streets," Roger said angrily, "Anyway, those of them sitting behind the table and counting money have nothing to lose, right?"

The bosses on the two halves of the round table had different opinions, and the atmosphere in the warehouse became tense again, while Fogg and Nekla, who sat at the junction of the two groups of people, did not say a word, but the former seemed to be neat and tidy, while the latter Those who are thoughtful.

"No, stupider than piranhas," Fogg muttered in a low voice, "at least piranhas don't eat each other."

"I see, this wave of attacks has divided them into two factions."

In the corner of the warehouse, Glover turned his head and whispered to Rolf: "The bosses who have lost the most and have the loudest voices all need to go to the streets by themselves to make a living on the territory, and they are not doing very well in Emerald City. On the contrary, another group of bosses are living comfortably and don’t want to take risks.”

"Of course, maybe the brotherhood attack is just a pretext," the zombie whispered, "These people, they have long been dissatisfied with the distribution of benefits—dumb, are you listening?"

Rolf nodded.

He tried his best to force himself not to look at the man in the dark red coat.

"Ah, this is also my strange place," the bad shoemaker Jia Jia snorted, "Dung, Gutierrez, Garmandia, you sell badly as soon as you come, and you talk like you are about to be black silk." The family is destroyed, but why are the few of us okay? Still eating and drinking?"

"Maybe it's because your brain is full of fat, so you go shopping in brothels? You don't even like black silk?" Gutierrez gritted his teeth.

"Maybe it's because they greeted the black silks well and didn't move their people," Garmandia sneered, "There are always smart people in the Blood Bottle Gang, right?"

"Oh, then you must have been kidnapped by black silk and taken into the kiln?" Jia Jia shot back coldly.

"Speaking of the brothel," Zeka turned his head, "Franco, your theater is very close to their territory. How about it, have the girls seen any suspicious strangers?"

"No, the business is good, and the girls are all right, except for one or two who didn't take measures and accidentally got pregnant," Franco crossed his fingers, "business as usual."

"What about you? Balta? Is there any news about the city?"

The barber Balta smiled shyly: "Like the celebrations in previous years, people got drunk and became excited and impulsive, and lost a few customers, but it doesn't matter, there will be new customers."

Zeka turned to the other half of the bosses and spread his hands:

"Look? There's nothing wrong with it."

Gutierrez and Roger were furious and were about to fight back when Nekla's voice sounded again:

"Ah, I see!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see the red viper suddenly realized.

"Thugs, street sweepers, bodyguards, boxers, hunters... those who disappeared, were kidnapped, and attacked, have you noticed?

Nekla narrowed his eyes: "Maybe this is the Brotherhood's plan? From bottom to top, weaken the combat power, cut off the wings... When you react from 'business as usual', you will be unarmed and slaughtered?"

Fogg, who was listening quietly, rubbed his pipe, his eyes turned cold.

"Boss Nekla, the rules of the Emerald City are different from those of the king," Franco coughed, "It's not fashionable for us to chop with knives..."

"It's fashionable now!" Gutierrez gritted his teeth, "Princes can kill people at banquets, why, us **** can't?"

Roger's eyes were angry: "Never mind him! The black silk has **** so many of us, we can't sit still, we have to show them something!"

The cronies behind them echoed loudly.

"Don't forget! Everyone!"

Franco took a deep breath and overwhelmed everyone:

"We, the Blood Bottle Gang and the Black Street Brothers will have an armistice agreement. If we attack the North Gate Bridge, it will be a war..."

"Don't forget, this is the Emerald City. If we mess around," the good man Tommy tilted his head, "the Vigilante and the Emerald Legion will not give us good fruit."

The helpers in the warehouse were breathing harder, and there were boos from time to time.

"Yes, the armistice agreement, the armistice agreement," Nekla joined the debate in a timely manner, shaking his head, slowly, "it was signed by the great 'Phantom Blade' Catherine. Touch a hair on the black silk."

Fogg glanced at him.

"Armistice agreement?" Roger said angrily, "Fuck! They're blatantly attacking our kidnappers in the streets! Let's stop the war with a few guns in the sunset—if there are a few in the sunset!"

"But this agreement allows us to maintain a tacit understanding and live in peace," Jagar reminded, "It would be unwise to break it, let alone us in the Emerald City."

Gutierrez clenched his fists, his face was livid:

"But Boss, we are the Blood Bottle Gang!"

Jia Jia snorted coldly:

"Hey, you all remember that you are still in the blood bottle gang."

Tarimi frowned:

"But they, it was the black silk that violated the agreement first."

"Yes," Sangaray gritted his teeth, "They killed my dog! Dog!"

The warehouse was in chaos, and the crowd was surging, and the sinister voice of Red Viper resounded faintly:

"Then let them sit and **** on our faces?"

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Fogg slammed his fist **** the round table, making everyone quiet.

He didn't speak, but just looked at his subordinates one by one.

The warehouse became extremely silent.

"Roger, Gutierrez, Garmandia, Tarimi, Sangare," finally, Fogg said slowly, "I know your losses, and I understand your feelings—like I found that the fish in my fish tank died."

Gutierrez snorted.

"As for you, Franco, Tommy, Zeka, Jaga, and maybe you, Balta," Fogg said softly, "Your business is good, I know, but don't think that's all there is to it." ... Only fish will finish this meal and forget the next one."

Franco nodded with a smile.

The bosses at the round table all looked at Fogg with different expressions.

"You just can't forget about your **** fish, can you?" Nekla sneered from the other side.

"Yeah, I've been thinking about it all day." Fogg sighed.

Fogg looked at the well-defined round table.

"I have heard and understood what you said," he said in a deep voice, quite majestic, "My people are investigating the truth, and I believe there will be an answer soon. If there is evidence that the Brotherhood Do it..."

"Is this important?" Red Viper asked suddenly.

Fogg frowned and turned his head: "Excuse me?"

Nekla said in a low voice: "I said, is it important if the Brotherhood did it?"

"Xiaohong," Fogg narrowed his eyes, "what do you mean?"

Red Viper smiled coldly, got up and left his seat.

"Right now, you are suffering casualties everywhere, those who are missing are missing, those who are **** are tied up, the people in Emerald City are in panic, and even the legend of the water ghoul eating people has come out."

Nekla walked behind one boss after another, and Rolf subconsciously lowered his head to cover himself: "Investigate, track down, wait for evidence, well, this process is very police officer style, but the brothers can show their anger It's not going well."

Fogg clenched his fists.

Nekla looked at the helpers in the warehouse:

"So the important thing is, at this juncture, Fogg, you have to do something, you have to do something, no matter what, let the brothers see that you are still in control of the situation, and you are not overwhelmed."

Red Viper looked at the silent Fogg, raised his index finger and tapped in the void:

"You have to show the courage of the boss of Emerald City, you can't be cowardly, right? Instead, go to the Brotherhood, well, this is the simplest, fastest, and most effective solution, right?"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words.

"Red Viper, what enmity do I have with you?" Fogg narrowed his eyes. He hadn't touched his pipe for a long time. "Are you so impatient to incite my subordinates to die?"

"To die?" Nekla expressed surprise, "With all due respect, Old Fogg, but..."

Red Viper's voice sharpened:

"When you do nothing, aren't they already dying?"

As soon as this remark came out, the gang members present began to whisper.

Even the eyes of the bosses are different.

Fogg's expression turned cold:

"Red Viper, you **** full of fangs."

Nekla nodded with a smile: "It's better than a non-toxic piranha, isn't it?"

"Boss Fogg, even though Boss Nekla is not a local," Garmandia said suddenly, "but I think what he said makes sense."

Everyone turned their eyes, but Fogg remained calm.

"Boss Fogg, you are in charge of Emerald City, we will listen to you, and we will support whatever you do," Garmandia folded her arms, "but the brothers are bleeding, and you have to do it Order something, whether it's for human life, for business, or for the face of the Blood Bottle Gang."

Fogg snorted softly:

"At this time, I remembered that I was in charge."

Zeka, who sells newspapers, coughs:

"But guys, if it is true as you said, gather people to go to the North Gate Bridge to find the Brotherhood... Do you understand what this means?"

"We're not going to war, we just want to stop the bleeding, we want to seek an explanation from the black silk, and get back our dignity and face, as well as our lost brothers." Guzares gritted his teeth.

"Or lose more brothers?" Jaga sarcastically said.

"Then our people will die in vain, and the blood will be shed in vain!" Roger protested.

"And my dog!" Sangaray echoed.

"Enough!"

Fogg shouted loudly and made a final decision:

"I have found contacts in Shangcheng, especially those in Kongming Palace. They will always find out the truth of the matter. You wait for two more days. I will definitely give an explanation for the losses and casualties these days. It’s time to pay debts and pay money, and blood to pay life.”

He looked around, no doubt:

"But until then, no one is allowed to act rashly. This is my decision, that's it."

Facing this statement, the bosses around the round table had different expressions and reactions.

Fogg snorted softly and extinguished the pipe:

"Now, I have to go back to feed my fish, you can end the meeting—"

"The contacts in Kongming Palace?"

Unexpectedly, Fogg was interrupted.

Everyone looked at the person who spoke - Garmandia who was gnashing his teeth.

"You mean, Boss Fogg, do you get the 'connections' of the officials and lords in exchange for being the dog's leg and stinky foot of the big shots?"

As soon as this remark came out, the warehouse was silent.

Nekla raised his eyebrows and sat down again: "Oh, it seems that there is a good show."

Fogg was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned around: "Gamandia, you..."

Gamandia snorted coldly:

"Looking for contacts? So that's why, Boss Fogg, you've been busy giving the big shots these days, and you'd rather mop up people to wipe the **** off their butts than care about the little boys under us?"

Fogg frowned deeply: "Gamandia, are you talking to me like that?"

"I know it all, Boss," Garmandia seemed to be desperate, and he breathed heavily, "For weeks, you have been looking for contacts, contacts, contacts--that incident a few days ago The murder of a wool merchant that shocked the whole city, the reason why it was solved so quickly~IndoMTL.com~ Isn’t it because you have found scapegoats for those big shots and wiped their asses?”

Many people were taken aback when they heard the words.

Only Glover was surprised.

The murder of a wool merchant in Dianjin District, isn't that...

Fogg was expressionless.

"But what about us? What about our brothers from the Blood Bottle Gang?" Garmandia said coldly. Don't you want to know the moods and preferences of the big shots in Ming Palace?"

The warehouse fell silent, and many people looked serious.

Nekla looked at everyone and smiled:

"So that's it, old Fogg, Mr. Gu doesn't care about his brothers, so you're being unkind..."

Many eyes in the warehouse have changed.

Fogg was silent for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Gamandia," said Fogg, "you invited the Red Viper, right? To fan the flames and support you?"

Garmandia turned pale, and Nekla chuckled.

"Garmandia! You shouldn't connect with outsiders," Jaga was rather dissatisfied, "The Emerald City matters can only be left to us..."

"Shut up, shoemaker, before I put your shoes in your mouth." Gutierrez interrupted him coldly.

Jaga froze.

"About this, Boss," Dung Egg Roger said in a low voice, "I think you underestimated our loss and our determination."

"You..." Fogg looked at Gutierrez and Roger in disbelief, then at the almost unscrupulous Gamandia, and understood something instantly.

"I respect you, Boss Fogg, but sometimes, we need to be tougher," Tarimi swallowed, "and this is for the Blood Bottle Gang."

"We can't sit still, the black silk must pay the price." Gutierrez said firmly.