Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 94: The kingdom needs

Underground Street, Grove Pharmacy.

Grove listlessly sent away a bloodied brotherhood thug, and recorded his credit in a notebook. Then he sat lazily behind the counter, warming himself with a bottle of wine. Watching his wife take care of the shelves.

Not to mention street robberies and petty thefts every other time. Even if everything goes well, there is basically no oil and water to open a drug store in Xiacheng, but he, the all-faced Grove is still in this famous chaotic place. After the roots, Ping An has been in business for more than ten years, which is really not what ordinary people can do.

In addition to the good contacts established by his father during his lifetime, the good cooperative relationship with the Black Street Brotherhood is also one of the reasons-now in the underground street, his size is also considered the number one person, who dare to show his face without opening his eyes?

Every time he thinks about this, Grove feels a little proud, which makes him look at his shop more comfortably, sipping a warm drink from time to time.

Father, my foundation is much stronger than when you were kidnapped, right?

The door of the shop was pushed open, causing the bell behind the door to ring.

And a cold wind seeping in from the street.

A guest is here.

In the cold, Grove shivered, and looked up from behind the counter reluctantly—but don't be the little thieves who don't open their eyes, they have never stopped for more than a decade.

"Recently winter, medicinal materials are in short supply, and typhoid medicine is not enough! If you have to buy, the price will not be convenient—"

The mechanically repeated Grove saw the customer and was taken aback.

The one who opened the door was a tough guy with a strong build but a cold complexion. He lifted his cloak to reveal the hilt of the sword at his waist, and looked at Grove condescendingly.

Behind him was another big man of the same stature. The latter was first unluckyly hung by the cord of the doorbell and was taken aback. Then he held the weapon around his waist and looked around uncomfortably.

Grove was puzzled.

I haven't heard of these two people in the Brotherhood?

New here?

Or robbed?

Living in Xiacheng for a long time, Grove’s first reaction was to reach for a knife under the counter, but the appearance of a third person dispelled him

He was of average stature, with a childish face, obviously a young man who was still growing.

I saw him lift his hood and scan the shop blankly.

Strange.

Grove muttered, he has been well-informed over the years, any kind of customers have encountered casual shopping, sincere bargaining, poor but pretentious, rich but stingy...

But he can’t see the details of this young man, whether he is the second generation of a wealthy nobleman, or the ordinary people in Xiacheng who have been used to the tight life. He can’t see that he is a beaten gangster. Little bastard, he's still a little cute and harmless young master.

The young customer ignored him, just stretched out his hand and stroked the rows of shelves, just like a wanderer who just returned home.

It was his two strong men's entourages, one of whom was very vigilant before, turned his head from time to time, and the one who was behind put down his hood, stared directly at Grove, and stopped talking.

Grove's face changed a lot when he saw the latter's appearance clearly.

"Fuck, it's you again," the drugstore owner blurted out with a look of disgust and boredom

"Stupid police officer?"

Cohen, who was about to say hello to the boss, was taken aback

"What did you say, what?"

Grove coughed, but the contempt in his eyes remained unchanged.

"I mean...Sergeant Karabyan."

Cohen's eyes lit up, ignoring the young man walking around in the store, and leaned forward to the counter

"Then I will come today—"

"You can do it, don't come here to stir up shit! I really don't sell any illegal drugs here," Grove sighed before he spoke. "Also with those gangsters a bit of bird hair No relationship..."

Boom.

With the other arm on the door, a short, fat man walked into Grove's pharmacy and looked around with interest.

Seeing the visitor clearly, Grove trembled, and the words choked!

"Ah, ah, Mo, Morris?"

Grove looked at the new guest in horror.

But he reacted quickly and quickly adjusted and walked out of the counter. He smiled and stretched out his arms, eager to embrace.

"Morris Morris, Morris! Good friends are coming!"

But Morris reached out his hand mercilessly and pressed Grove's chest so that he could not hug himself.

"The Grove."

The big brother of the Brotherhood just nodded lightly and pushed Grove back behind the counter slowly but irrefutable.

The latter can only show an awkward and nervous smile.

Cohen's eyes widened.

"You...Didn't you say that you don't know you? You and this scum of the Brotherhood!" Cohen said angrily.

But the two greeting him ignored him.

"Hai, welcome, Morris, you, uh...is there anything special?" Grove looked nervously at the fat man with an indifferent expression, and his words revealed humble and flattering.

"Relax," Morris squinted and patted the drugstore owner on the shoulder "Old man."

"I'll take a walk."

The Grove was shocked when he was photographed, and then he reacted and smiled

"Of course, of course!"

"Come and take a walk! Honey, clean up the ground! Then bring out the pie you made!"

Grove's wife nervously grabbed the broom beside the shelf.

But Morris grabbed the boss by the shoulder!

"Don't bother, take a look with your friends, and leave in a while." Morris said calmly.

But the more indifferent the brotherhood boss, the more frightened Grove.

"Okay, okay..." Grove waved his wife back, cautiously approached Morris, first looked at the puffed up Cohen, and then pointed to the young man on the shelf in a trance

"This...what's going on? Why is there a police officer? And who is that?"

Morris raised his eyebrows, turned his head, Brother Love stood at the door and stared at him, his right hand kept holding the weapon, the warning in his eyes was not diminished.

"Bodyguard."

The majestic fat man hummed lightly

"My friend's bodyguard."

Grove was taken aback "friend?"

"Ah, a kid," Morris turned his head and looked at the young man in the shelf, with profound meaning

"And a ‘big’ friend."

Grove blinked, watching the boy's eyes change.

He yelled quickly

"Oh, uh, uh, that customer is happy shopping haha!"

After speaking, Grove rolled his eyes, rubbed his palms, and laughed.

"Morris, you are here, the guy I want to pay next month first! Jenny, bring the money bag!"

Morris frowned.

"Men?" Cohen's reaction was faster, and he was immediately annoyed.

"Hey! In front of me, you dare to collect protection money--"

Grove turned to the police officer, serious

"What, what, what protection fee, don't talk nonsense! This is the money I owe my friend, I just pay it back! Pay it back, understand!"

"Repaying the money? Are there any ‘partners’ in paying back?"

Cohen jumped to his feet, and then worked hard

"I tell you don't be afraid, the police officer is here to preside fairness for you--"

On the other side of the shelf, the shopkeeper’s young wife walks tremblingly

"But, my dear, the guys from last month weren't just turned in..."

Grove seems to have found a breakthrough and turned back fiercely

"Where is so much nonsense, stinky lady!"

His wife shrank a little by his roar.

"Morris is our good friend, how can I care so much!"

Grove's face was lavish and he waved his hand

"Just get it!"

He then turned his head to look at Morris with a complicated expression, becoming friendly and pleasing again.

"Hey! Don't you think I don't exist!" This was Cohen indignant.

"But our income this month..." This is poor Jenny.

Boom!

Morris slapped the counter. Suppress all the sounds at once

"As I said!"

Morris looked around, and the fraternity boss's eyes were powerful, forcing everyone to shut their mouths.

"Grove, I'm just here for a walk."

Morris smiled and put his palm on Grove's shoulder

"Relax."

The pharmacy owner nodded subconsciously, but he obviously couldn't relax. Instead, he was fidgeting under Morris' palm, dripping with cold sweat.

Morris lifted his lips and chuckled lightly

"We have the rules since it is the money for next month, then pay it next month."

Grove exhaled.

Morris's light glanced at Cohen

"Or, don't you pay?"

As soon as this statement came out, Grove's cold sweat came out again

"Huh? I'm not this..."

But Morris smiled softly, released him, turned around, and stepped between the shelves.

Follow the pace of the young man.

"Rules?"

Cohen leaned forward to the counter, gritted his teeth in disbelief

"Hey! Grove, you don't have to hand it in, don't be afraid of him! I promise, as long as you are willing to testify against Morris gang's criminal behavior, bullying and blackmailing, I will send him to prison..."

The terrified Grove looked at him ignorantly.

At this moment, another figure passed the counter lightly, but brought a hint of chill for no reason.

Grove gave birth to a shake!

"Hi, Leyoke!"

Grove looked nervously at the backs of people passing by, forcing himself to smile

"The wound medicine sent last time is still applicable..."

But the Assassin Silence didn't even look at him. He just crossed the counter to keep up with his boss.

Leave Grove's greeting palm stretched out in the air awkwardly.

Cohen looked at Leyoke's back, then at Grove, who was shocked, feeling that what he had said was useless.

He is angry and catches up with the quiet killer

"No, you did it on purpose! I tell you, Leyoke, you have three unsettled murder cases. Wait for my colleagues to find the evidence..."

But Leyoke didn't even look at him, his face was expressionless

"Let's give it a hand, I'm going to the kitchen for pie."

Cohen is startled

"Eating pie? You, you really came to encroach on people's property--"

But before he could do anything, Glover next to him covered Cohen's mouth.

"Um! Um! Don't—I want—oooo!"

The zombie's face remained unchanged and pushed and bumped, squeezing the guard into a dark corner.

The shop finally calmed down.

At this moment, beside the shelf on the other side, the teenager who was visiting the Grove Pharmacy in silence suddenly turned around and stopped the boss's wife.

"Your name is Yanni, right?"

Just aggrieved, the lady boss who was looking down at the shelves was surprised and raised her head.

"Yes, yes, this...guest, how can I help you?"

The young man who visited leisurely—Thyls saw the other person's appearance clearly. It was a young woman with gentle brows and eyes.

"Are you a helper here?"

The young proprietress obviously knows that the people in the shop are from the Brotherhood. She hasn't recovered from the atmosphere just now and is careful and authentic.

"Yes, I, I have always been a helper here..."

Across the shelf, Thales looked at the familiar and unfamiliar young woman in front of him, with a moment of confusion in his eyes.

"But the boss calls you ‘Dear’, and there’s a ‘Stuck Lady’?"

Thyls felt that Morris was walking across the shelf and approaching them, and the others in the shop turned their attention to their strange conversation.

But Thales doesn't care.

Jenny looked back at her husband on the counter slightly-Grove panicked again-glanced.

"I...I am his wife. I married him a few years ago."

Really.

Thyls looked soft but disappointed at the Yanni in front of him-the pharmacy who used to help beggars when she was young, distribute food and medicine, and even warm clothes. For this reason, she was found and beaten by the boss more than once. Yanni's helper.

And the stingy, vicious-hearted, ugly and smelly pharmacy owner.

Tyles lowered his head, feeling a sense of boredom in his heart.

I... I am his wife. Married to him a few years ago.

Things are not.

But not all have a happy ending.

The prince raised his head immediately.

"Do you know, Jenny, you are beautiful and young."

Jenny was startled and surprised

"Huh? I..."

But Thales thinks of the past and her eyes are extremely warm

"Gentle and kind, hardworking and capable."

Jenny blushed first, then nervously glanced at the people around her, shaking her head in a hurry

"No, no, I..."

But Thales continued without waiting for her to speak

"And your husband, he is old and ugly, his mouth is full of yellow teeth, he has a strange temper, and has a bad temper."

I came here to "do business" when I was young, but I was beaten and scolded by him.

The Grove at the counter was stunned when he heard these words.

Jenny also seemed to be frightened.

But Thales was serious and spoke to her authentically every word

"Listen to him not worthy of you."

Jenny's face was even redder, and she lowered her head in a panic.

Just now.

"Hey!"

A wide and fat figure inserted between the shelves, also interrupting the weird conversation.

"Why don't you clean up the shelves over there, Jenny? Some dust."

Morris smiled honestly.

As if to receive an amnesty, Jenny hurriedly avoided Thales’ fiery gaze and hid to the other side.

The fat guy from the fraternity snorted while looking at the lithe figure of the lady boss going away.

"I think that characters like you come here not to go shopping or to tease women?"

Tyles sighed and turned to face Morris

"What if it really is?"

Morris's expression changed and his enthusiasm was like fire

"Then Xiacheng District and the Brotherhood welcome you at any time!"

"Red Square Street, too."

Morris laughed and smiled, his eyes are bright

"After all, not every nobleman is happy to see mud in his boots."

Tyles stopped paying attention to Grove and Jenny who were whispering, and answered with the same profound meaning

"Mud is the foundation of building a house."

Morris picked up a pot of potion and threw it away, shrugged

"But for some people, houses are built so that they don’t see the mud."

Tyles smiled coldly, grabbed the potion in his hand decisively, and carefully placed it in place

"Then their house will collapse sooner or later."

Morris was a little surprised at the boy's movements.

"Please forgive me," the fat man said apologetically

"My sister's culture, I don't understand it."

Thyls suddenly uttered a voice

"Not only your family."

Morris's ears stand up

"Huh?"

I saw Thales raising his head, looking at the sight of the once familiar but now unfamiliar

"It's not just you. During this period of time, the Blood Bottle Gang was also manipulated, and many financial resources were cut off from inside and outside. For example, they started selling alcohol, such as smuggling, such as food markets. For example, iron smelting, and they have a deep relationship with the nobles and officials, and have close ties with the market on the bright side, and they are more affected.

Morris's face was solemn, he looked back, and stared at Grove and Jenny who were watching here on the counter, so that they shrank their heads in horror, and did not dare to listen.

The fat man looked at Thales and said in a low voice.

"I don't understand..."

"Of course you understand," Thales interrupted him and walked to another row of shelves

"What did Belicia tell you? Who kidnapped her?"

Morris's eyes narrowed slightly, alert.

"So, are you here on behalf of the Kingdom's Secret Division?"

"Or simply, this matter is out of your instruction, the Kingdom Secret Branch is just following orders?"

Thyls smiled.

"Look, you understand."

But Morris's face changed, he stared at Thales coldly, and shook his head with a tut

"I am so flattered and flattered."

The fat man thought silently, where did he or the Brotherhood offend the little prince?

Or, did Black Sword offend him in Longxiao City six years ago?

Is it worthy of him to launch secret science to seek revenge?

What kind of grudges?

Tyles watched the effect and shook his head easily.

"On the contrary," the prince stopped in front of another row of typhoid medicine shelves, and said seriously

"I am not related to Secret Science, and they don't know that I came behind them."

Morris glanced.

"Are you sure?"

Fatty is full of doubts

"Secrets are pervasive..."

"I'm sure." Thales turned decisively, interrupting him

"When I said they didn't know..."

The prince's expression is harsh, no rebuttal is allowed

"They dare not know."

Morris was silent for a while.

"You are very confident," he stared at Thales' face intently

"Just like countless opponents who fell at the feet of the Black Prophet."

Thyls was also silent for a moment.

The opponent who fell at the feet of the black prophet...

For some reason, he suddenly recalled many people, the former King Eddie, Crown Prince Midil, King Nunn...

"I don't know the Kingdom's Secret Science, I don't know what the Black Prophet has with your'Sleepless Eye' Lancer," Thales reorganized his thoughts and spoke again, but Morris frowned again

"But I know that your relationship is complicated and you are in a delicate situation."

Tyles stared at Morris steadily, feeling the fantasy of the status change of the two sides six years later, while trying hard to dig out something from the eyes of the brotherhood boss.

"If Lancer doesn't like the black prophet," the prince said lightly

"Tell him, I don't like it either."

"This should be the basis of our dialogue."

Morris thoughtfully.

Thyls turned around, no longer caring about the fat man, but walked to the counter to reopen the previous conversation.

"He forced you?"

"Ah!" Yanni at the counter was startled, only to realize that the young man whose eyes were so fierce that she couldn't bear it, had found her again.

Tyles stared at Grove behind the counter, and suddenly found that the other side was looking at him while looking at Morris behind him. He had already shrunk into a ball with fear-no longer the one that was once vicious and cruel. The image of a stingy boss.

"You used to be a helper here, and he was the boss. So, he forced you to marry him?"

Jenny was stunned.

Thyls stared sharply

"For example, if you don't marry him, you won't have a job?"

The Grove behind the counter trembled

"No--"

Looking at her husband’s fear, Jenny also recovered, and she trembled

"I, of course not!"

"I, I am voluntary."

"Voluntary?"

Tyles increased the volume and stared at Grove, but there was a condescending illusion

"You could have had a better choice."

"It doesn't have to be him."

Cohen, who reappeared from a hidden corner, happened to encounter this scene, and was stunned for a second "Huh?"

Grove was about to speak, but when he saw the size of Cohen and Glover, he was panicked and couldn't even speak.

Jenny bit her lower lip and grabbed her husband's hand

"I, I—"

Thyls turned around and looked at Jenny's eyes back to tenderness

"Just so, I need a maid."

"You can have a better job, a better life, a more decent environment, and even a better home."

Jenny was stunned.

Grove's face was earthy.

Tyles laughed

"What did you say?"

Cohen reacted to what happened.

"Hey, Tay, Uh, Huaiya," the police officer said with an unbelievable expression

"I'm going to talk about it now, you are a robbing girl like this..."

But he couldn't finish.

Tyles gave a look, and Cohen was once again covered by Glover's advantage by grabbing his mouth, dragged into the corner, and became silent again.

At this moment, the voice of another spoiler came from behind.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Thai, Dian, Wang, Uh," Morris coughed and finally found a suitable title

"My little friend!"

He came up with a smile on his face.

"You know, our custom here is different from the Northland customs, this is out of fashion..."

But Thales ignored him, just staring at the dazed young woman.

"What did you say," the prince said softly

"Jenny?"

Jenny was stunned, fear, surprise, countless emotions flooded at the same time, it seemed that she couldn't react.

Morris frowned, and Grove on the other side was almost crying.

"Don't worry, take your time."

"I will go shopping for a while."

Thyls smiled openly and turned back to the shelf.

Morris frowned and looked at Jenny and Grove, then at Thales.

"Why?"

The fat man kept up with Thales in an unhappy tone, revealing the unhappiness of the boss' authority when he was interfered.

Thyls in the shelf didn't look back, and said with a chuckle

"I like it."

Morris took a few deep breaths and his expression returned to normal.

"No, I am asking..."

The fat man squinted his eyes, showing the shrewdness of a businessman

"Why did the Black Prophet do this? What does the Kingdom Secret Branch want?"

"The intelligence agency of the dignified kingdom, instead of investigating Exter’s military situation and understanding the political trends of the Three Kingdoms of the Mist, instead of mobilizing human and material resources to engage in gang business on the streets?"

Thyls looked back, feeling a little bit about the ability of the black boss to control emotions, the quality of which is comparable to that of a high-ranking person.

The prince is watching him

"You really don't know?"

Morris shook his head

"Just like I don't understand, why does a dignified prince condescend to come to such a muddy place like us and'talk' with our muddy legs?"

There was suspicion in his tone.

Thyls looked at him quietly, recalling the moment when the other party broke his identity.

Even if they were born in a grassy field and walked on the streets, there are people who should not be underestimated.

Not to mention...

Strictly speaking, this is the Black Street Brotherhood.

It is the site of Black Sword.

Black sword.

Thinking of the man who was so strong that he could beat the magician, Thales faded away and did not dare to neglect.

"First of all, although the Black Prophet is alive, he has long been unable to arrange the specific affairs of the secret department."

The prince returned to the negotiation state, solemn and authentic

"The successor is not well-known, but he is young, aggressive, and unpredictable."

Morris frowned, rubbed his chin and began to think.

"Secondly, we all understand that maybe the Black Street Brotherhood has risen too quickly, and the staff is mixed, and maybe the blood bottle help is hard to get up. The forces are not as good as before..."

Thyls's eyes are cold

"But you, neither of you are simple street gangsters."

"Whether it is Black Sword, or behind the scenes of the Blood Bottle Gang."

Morris rubbed the fingers of his chin.

This **** prince.

How much does he know?

"As for why Secret Division did this, why did it attack the two gangs closer to the bottom, I don't know."

Thyls stood between the shelves coldly, holding his arms up

"I neither care nor care about the details of the secret department's operations."

I don't like it even more.

Morris's eyes rolled up

"Don't know?"

He sneered

"Then what are you going to talk to me? How can you help me?"

"When you came here, you are really just like an ordinary dude, put out a few words, go shopping, see the scenery, molested and molested women?"

Morris glanced at the counter, revealing a fleeting viciousness

"One day trip to Xiacheng?"

But Thales smiled,

"I'm looking for medicine."

Morris has a meal

"What?"

"You know, winter is coming again," Thales sighed.

"Prepare clothes to keep out the cold, prepare medicines to cure diseases."

Morris was silent for a moment, then smiled again, looking tacky and honest, rude and straightforward

"Don't play dumb riddles, we are really sister culture."

At this moment, Thales suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly to Jenny who was whispering to Grove

"Are all the typhoid medicines here?"

Jenny and Grove were taken aback.

"Yes, yes, some are in the warehouse..." Yanni said tremblingly.

Thyls gave a smile

"Very good."

The boy lowered his head again and picked up the goods.

Morris raised his head, frowning closely

"You don't look like you have typhoid fever."

Thyls nodded, then shook his head, "It doesn't look like it temporarily."

Morris sneered lightly

"There must be no shortage of doctors in the palace."

Tels hummed, suddenly said

"Why?"

"For the past six years, you have grown every inch in the fight with the Blood Bottle Gang and won every day. Have you ever thought about why?"

Morris was taken aback.

"You, the Black Street Brotherhood has only risen for more than a decade, as a spontaneously organized, um, non-governmental organization with no roots and foundations," Thales raised his head, really serious

"Why did it develop so smoothly?"

Hearing the news about himself, Morris became serious again. He thought for a moment and sneered, "We are young, better organized, less burdened, stronger willed, and strategically farther."

He takes a step forward

"Also, six years ago, we fought a battle on Red Square Street and helped the blood bottle--"

But Thales shook his head decisively and interrupted him

"No."

Morris is stuck.

I saw that the prince also took a step forward, and met Morris’s eyes, decisively

"Because the kingdom needs you."

Thyls slowly and authentic

"The situation needs you"

"The era needs you."

Morris was stunned.

What?

The kingdom needs?

But Thales didn’t give him a chance to ask, he turned and continued.

"As an underground power entrenched in the kingdom, and black gloves that are not afraid of dirt, for decades, the Blood Bottle Gang has been unclear about the tycoons of many places, and the transfer of benefits and **** of relationships are deeply rooted."

Speaking of this, Thales must look at it

"For example, Kevin Deere, the Iris family of South Bank."

Morris thoughtfully.

Tyles stopped and examined a can of typhoid medicine.

"Yes, between the king and the princes, between the center and the locality, between the king's capital and the whole realm..."

Thyls's eyes are gradually ecstatic.

"The blood bottle gang, who started smuggling through the border, chose or fell on the side with the widest power and deepest foundation, but also the hardest to be eliminated."

"Being a pioneer is to gain blessing."

Tyles stares at the potion in his hand

"This is something I only wanted to understand after years of entering politics."

"It is also the reason why they have grown up and have deep roots for decades, and have been severely injured by the kingdom officials many times, but they are still flourishing and standing."

Morris did not speak, but frowned and thought deeply.

"Otherwise, in the'One Night War' six years ago, you would have snatched the entire Red Square Street long ago, and you could even pursue the victory and grab more," Thales put the potion back and remembered that the night changed him Destiny experience, lightly scorn

"Why vomit back half of the grabbed site, and make peace with the badly injured blood bottle gang, and rule by demarcation?"

Morris scratched his chin, his confused eyes regained clarity

"It sounds interesting."

"It's more fun to play." Thales said decisively.

He turned around abruptly and looked directly at Morris.

"Although they are both gangsters, walking on the streets and dying for their lives, the blood bottle gang is deeply rooted in the great cause of the blood bottle gang, and the Brotherhood is rooted in the grassroots, and the fraternity is unreliable." Thales' eyes were bright, as if burning. Air

"It stands to reason that you cannot be their opponents-when the referee and the dealer are on the same side, you are still playing a fart."

Morris pursed his lips, his face serious.

"But we are winning." He hissed back.

"Yes." Thales nodded and admitted.

"You are winning!"

But then his eyes became sharper, and his voice became bladed, and his words were like knives

"Nothing else."

"Because of a series of things that have happened in recent years..."

The voice of the Duke of Xinghu is magical

"Because there are already people who succeed the throne..."

"Because the royal rule gradually stabilized..."

"Because the political situation of the kingdom has gradually become clear..."

"Because the national power of the stars is recovering..."

"Because of the inevitable decline of the Kingdom of Exeter..."

"Because the border turmoil is no longer, the stars will be relieved from the weight..."

"You can win."

Thyls is sure about it

"For six years, even in the eighteen years after the Scarlet Year, the whole star's chess game changed suddenly and offensively and defensively."

"Central, South Bank, North Border, East China Sea, West Wilderness, Blade's Edge, when the traditional tycoons of these places bow their heads and soften, or restrain themselves, or fall down with exhaustion..."

Morris was a little careless at first, but as Thales' words deepened, he gradually became serious.

"When the grain farming, sea trade, iron smelting, wine industry, salt making, tobacco, these are because the royal family is weak and the kingdom is in chaos, the huge interest chain that was scattered all over the border has been reorganized and redistributed..."

"When a place like the Bladeya camp, when the local lord, noble and official power, with the royal standing army and the king's official station, the cards will be shuffled repeatedly, never going back to the past..."

Morris's brows waved back and forth, unable to stop.

"When the blood bottle gang that has been drawing the gray nutrients from these cavities, when they lose their local relationship and umbrella, when they lose their source of flesh and blood and food, when they lose their backing and confidence..."

"When they wrote the letter asking for help to the Kevin Deere family, as Iris regained its surrender to the Nine-pointed star and never returned, it fell to the sea..."

Thyls’ voice became calmer and heavier

"Hundred-year-old'gangster nobles', the blood bottle gang, how can they not be weak, not corrupt, or fall down?"

He stared at Morris's eyes clearly shaken

"You, new challengers, how can you not win steadily and grow stronger every step of the way?"

Morris swallowed, his brows serious.

Tyles turned his eyes, exhaled, and looked at the small drugstore, and he knew that it was an exquisite decoration made by the hostess

"After the kingdom’s chariots ran over~IndoMTL.com~you, the Black Street Brotherhood, as a representative of the desire and struggle at the bottom of the kingdom, as a new underground force without roots, as a new underground force that has long been eroded by the local nobles In addition to the official department of China, the most unruly non-staff force..."

Thyls raised his hand to him and slowly squeezed it in the air.

It seems to be crushing something.

"With the acquiescence of the king's power, the body after the downfall of the blood bottle gang is eroded, naturally, it is logical and unimpeded, and it will become more and more destructive when it happens."

Morris stared at Thales's hand blankly.

"This is your Black Street Brotherhood, able to completely shake their underground hegemony in more than ten years and usher in the truth of the golden age."

Thyls's fist slammed, as his voice tightened

"You won, for nothing else."

The prince’s eyes are like swords, silently stabbing forward

"The reason-the kingdom needs."