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

Remember 【New】for a second,! Fogg took a heavy puff of cigarette, and Nekra, who was the guest, laughed even more happily.

"Come on, the Emerald City controls lethal weapons," the good Tommy poured cold water on everyone, "not to mention military crossbows, you can't even get ten machetes in the city, what the hell? A stick or a kitchen knife?"

"Rack the Guard Hall, the weapons will come the fastest," Jaga sarcastically, "or the Emerald Legion—they're the best weapons."

The entire warehouse is silent.

"Uh, everyone, I'm not saying I'm discouraged, but have you ever thought about it?" Zeka, the newspaper seller, wiped his glasses and stuffed the glasses cloth back into the pocket of his expensive coat. "It's really black silk. Why don't you just ask you guys to take care of things? Huh? Like cut your throat and hang yourself upside down?"

The bosses around the round table frowned

"It makes sense," Tommy the good man said slowly, "Listening to what Roger said, it seems that we are all killed by thugs, street sweepers, bodyguards, boxers..."

Sangarei angrily said, "And my dog!"

Tarimy frowned in protest: "Hey, my brother-in-law died! My wife's brother!"

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

Zeka raised her hands to suppress the noise and continued:

"In short, you didn't suffer a big loss, and you didn't hurt your bones and hurt your business. It just happened to let you come to Boss Fogg in a complete and eloquent way to denounce and force him to seek revenge from the Brotherhood. Wouldn't it be too much? Coincidence?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the scene changed.

"What do you mean, a newspaper seller?" Gutierrez said coldly.

"It doesn't make any sense." Zeka shook his head.

"He means, this is all self-directed and self-acted by the few of us who are on the street," Roger said angrily, "Anyway, those of them sitting behind the desk and counting money have nothing to lose, right?"

The atmosphere in the warehouse is tense.

In the corner of the warehouse, Glover turned his head and whispered to Rolf, "I understand, this attack has divided them into two factions. The people who suffer the most are those who need to go to the streets to earn a living. The city is not very mixed, so their voices are also the loudest."

"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 to stop looking at the man in the dark red coat.

"Ah, that's where I'm weird too," the bad shoemaker Jaga hummed, "Dung, Gutierrez, Gamandia, you guys seem to be about to be wiped out by the black silk. But why are the few of us okay? We still eat and drink?"

"Perhaps because your brain is full of fat, you have gone to the kiln? Even the black silks don't like it?" Gutierrez gritted his teeth.

"Maybe it's because they greeted the Black Silkies and didn't move their people," Gamandia sneered. "There's always been smart people in the Blood Bottle Gang, right?"

"Oh, so you must have been kidnapped by the black silk into the kiln?" Jia Jia coldly fought back.

"Speaking of the kiln," Zeka turned her head, "Frango, your theater is close to their site, what, have the girls seen any suspicious strangers?"

"No, the girls are all well, except for one or two who accidentally got a big belly," Franco crossed his fingers. "Business as usual."

Zeka spreads out his hands:

"See?"

Gutierrez and Roger were furious and were about to fight back when Nekra's voice rang again:

"Ah, I see!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw the red pit viper suddenly realized.

"The thugs, the street sweepers, the bodyguards, the boxers, the hunters . From bottom to top, we cut off our wings. It doesn't seem to hurt our muscles or bones, but it's actually paralyzing us and weakening the blood bottle gang's fighting power step by step! When we react from 'business as usual', we will be defenseless and let others slaughter. !”

"Yes, I knew it!" Roger's eyes lit up, "Black silk! We can't sit still, we must pay with blood!"

Bang!

A loud bang.

"Quiet me all!"

Fogg's fist slammed into the round table, and he glared at Nekra.

"Roger, Gutierrez, Gamandia, Tarimi, Sangare," he looked at his men one by one, "I know your loss, and I understand your feelings."

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

"But don't forget..."

Frog took a deep breath:

"We still have a truce with the black silks, so we can't start the war lightly."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dull boo in the warehouse.

Roger said angrily:

"A truce? Fuck! They're blatantly taking to the streets to attack our kidnappers! And a few sunsets in the armistice—if there are sunsets!"

Gutierrez clenched his fists, his face ashen:

"Boss, we are the Blood Bottle Gang!"

Jia Jia snorted:

"Hey, that's when you all remembered that you were the Blood Bottle Gang."

Tarimy frowned:

"But they were the first to break the agreement."

"Yes," Sangare gritted his teeth, "they killed my dog! Dog!"

"But don't forget, this is the Emerald City. If we mess around," Tommy the good man tilted his head, "the Vigilance Hall and the Emerald Legion will not give us good fruit to eat."

There was chaos in the warehouse, and the crowd surged, and the vicious voice of the red pit viper sounded faintly again.

"Yes, armistice agreement, armistice agreement," Nekra said slowly, shaking his head, letting the noise in the warehouse gradually disappear, "Signed by the great 'phantom blade' Kathleen, we, the Blood Bottle Gang, have been well-behaved since then, Don't dare to touch a single hair of the black silk."

The gang members in the warehouse are breathing heavily.

Nekla looked at the ugly-looking Fogg, her eyes savage: "Everyone must understand, like Boss Fogg, who is wandering around and settling in the four seas, only Miss Catherine is the first to follow, she said that she would not dare to go west. How dare you not abide by the armistice agreement?"

As soon as these words came out, Fogg's eyes changed slightly, and the gang members present began to whisper.

Even the bosses looked at him differently.

"Red Pit Viper!"

"It's not just about Kathleen," Fogg's eyes were cold, "it's an agreement between the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood, and it's valid throughout the kingdom under the witness of big men."

The red pit viper sneered.

"This agreement allows us to remain in harmony with each other," Jaga cautioned. "It would be unwise to break it, let alone in the Emerald City."

"And we have no evidence," Fergie nodded, glancing around. "There is no evidence that the Brotherhood of the Black Street first violated the Armistice."

The atmosphere in the warehouse grew tense.

"Does this matter?"

Nekra sullenly said: "Is it important that the Brotherhood did it?"

"Little Red," Fogg frowned, "what do you mean?"

The red pit viper sneered and got up and left his seat.

"What's really important is that now the gang members in Emerald City are panicking, and even the legend of water ghouls eating people has been brought out."

"It's important, some people, some things, we must take the blame for our attack and let the brothers out of their anger."

"The important thing is that we are the ones who are beaten, and we are the ones who suffer losses. If the blame can't be deducted from outsiders..."

Nekra looked at the gang in the warehouse:

"I mean, in the face of the long-awaited brothers, Fergie, you can't tell them that these kidnappings, murders and disappearances are all done by the Kevin Deere family?"

Fog clenched his fists.

"What's important is that at this juncture, Fogg, you have to do something, whatever, to let the brothers see that you're still in control and you're not overwhelmed," Red Pit Viper looked at the silent Fogg, raised his index finger and tapped in the void, "Whether it's a battle or a peace, you have to show the courage of the boss of the Emerald City, but you can't be cowardly, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Red pit viper, you fangs full of beasts." Fergie narrowed his eyes, he hadn't touched his pipe for a long time.

Nekra smiles silently.

"But Boss Nekra has a point - even though he's not native." Gamandia sighed.

Everyone turns their eyes.

"Boss Fogg, you are in charge of the Emerald City, we will listen to you, and we will support you no matter what you do," Gamandia folded her arms, "but the brothers are bleeding, and you have to do Order something, whether it's for human life, for business, or for the face of the Blood Bottle Gang."

Frog was silent.

Zeka, the newspaper seller, coughed:

"But guys, if it's really according to what you said, gather your brothers to go to Beimen Bridge... Do you understand what that means?"

"We're not going to fight, we just want to stop the bleeding, and we want to ask Hei Shuzi for an explanation, to get face, and our lost brother." Guzarez gritted his teeth.

"Or lose more brothers?" Jaga sarcastically sarcastically.

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

"And my dog!" Sangare echoed.

"Of course not!"

This time, it was Fogg who spoke up.

He tapped on the table and stood up:

"Trust me, everyone, I've activated all my contacts, I'm working on it, and there will be results soon! Whether it's our dead or missing brethren, their blood will not be shed in vain."

"Deal with it? Boss, you told me the same thing the day before yesterday."

Gamandia hummed softly:

"But, Boss Fogg, dare you say, are you really 'dealing'?"

As soon as these words came out, the warehouse fell silent.

Frog was stunned for a moment, then turned back slowly:

"Gamandia?"

Everyone looks at Gamandia.

"As far as I know, boss," Gamandia said coldly, "you have been helping people from yesterday to today, right? Your immediate subordinates kidnapped a lord named Bedren. , get him drunk, and throw him at a murder scene in the Golden District, the wool merchant murder that shocked the whole city, right?"

Many people were taken aback.

Only Glover was taken aback.

The murder of the wool merchant in the Golden District, that's not...

Frog looks at Gamandia in disbelief.

"That's right, Boss Fogg, just when our people are dying, those who are missing are missing, and the black silks have suffered heavy losses, and it is urgent for the boss to come out to lead and preside over," Gamandia Gritting his teeth, "You are still playing the old trick of playing with the bigwigs, helping them find scapegoats, and wiping their butts! And you tell everyone that you are 'dealing'?"

The warehouse is quiet.

Frog's face is blank.

"Gamandia," Fogg said slowly, "send the news of the attack to the red viper, and let him come to the Emerald City to fan the flames. You have an idea, right?"

Gamandia turned pale.

"I have a lot of respect for you, Boss Fogg, but you're so disappointing to me," Gamandia swallowed, "and it's for the Bloodbottle Gang."

Frog raised his head slowly, his eyes swept over Gamandia, Roger, Gutierrez, Sangare and others, they all looked away and did not dare to look at him.

"And a few of you, right, you've already colluded -- it's a mutiny."

Seeing the situation is not good, Jia Jia wants to say something to ease his cheeks: "Uh, everyone, that is actually the boss of Fogg, he has worked very hard..."

"Shut up, cobbler, before I put your shoe in your mouth." Gutierrez interrupted him coldly.

Nekra looked at everyone and smiled:

"That's it, old Fogg, the reason why you haven't had time to pay attention to their complaints these days, the reason why you haven't had time to pay attention to such trivial matters as the death of someone in your gang, and the reason why you haven't had time to do justice for them is because Because you are running errands and holding stinky feet, especially those in the empty palace?"

Frog glared at him.

"You know very well, Red Viper, you know the origin of Kevin Dill and the Blood Bottle Gang. It's not as simple as running errands," Fogg gritted his teeth, "but if we want to survive in the Emerald City, we must do."

"So, Mr. Fergie, you really," Roger looked at him disappointedly, "ha, it really sucks."

At that moment, Gutierrez, Tarimi, and Sangaret's eyes changed when they looked at Fergie, and Zeka and Jagalian didn't dare to speak for him anymore.

"Must do? You mean sucking Kevin Deere's ugly hands?"

The red pit viper snorted: "Then when your gang was attacked by the black silk, and there were countless casualties, why didn't Duke Jane send the Emerald Legion to help them - of course, I know, I I've experienced it, because the big guys are too busy! They can't take care of us little shrimps!"

Frog gritted his teeth.

"Fogg, there is a reason why the brethren follow you, just like vassals follow the king, if you can no longer protect them, protect the interests and safety of the brethren, woohoo..."

Nekra stretched out his hand, his palms swept across the bosses at the round table one after another, grinning:

"Then they have to find a way out."

"The way out," Fogg snorted coldly, "Red Viper, that's what you're here for?"

"Wow, don't worry, Fergie, I'm not here to grab business or land from you..."

"Just here to seize power?"

"Isn't this too narrow?" Nekra laughed, "We are all from the Blood Bottle Gang, our own brothers."

Frog hummed:

"So, you came to the Emerald City to seize power, does Catherine know?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha," Nekra laughs out loudly, "the way you ask this is like asking 'does mommy know'?"

But only Nekra laughs in the entire warehouse.

"Go away, red pit viper," Fogg said coldly, "here—the Emerald City no longer welcomes you."

Nekra waved her hand:

"Okay, Fergie, don't be childish, I know you hate that **** too and don't want to be under her. You know, we can work together, since the One Night War—"

"Go!"

Frog interrupted him with a roar:

"Nekra, those with you, get out of the Emerald City now - before I can't help but kill you!"

Nekra's expression turned cold.

"I don't think you understand the situation, Fergie," the red pit viper tutted. "You thought the Emerald City was yours?"

When his voice fell, the men behind him stepped forward in unison, with a terrifying aura.

"Admit it, Fogg, after Kathleen went to the capital, these people went their separate ways and probably didn't listen to you much except to be on time," Nekra said. "As you said, they Only then did I realize that you were in charge."

The bosses at the round table looked at each other, some sneered, some confused, some panicked, and some uneasy.

"Now, the Emerald City gang members are in trouble, and they need a boss," Nekra said with open arms, "a strong boss who can lead them out of the predicament."

Frog sneered, took a puff of his pipe, and exhaled heavily.

"I'm the boss of the Blood Bottle Gang in Emerald City, and our truce with the Black Silks is still valid," the wanderer said solemnly, "as long as I'm here for one day."

"That's up to you, Fergie," said the Red Viper indifferently. "Look at them, they're all devastated and desperate—how many people do you think support you here?"

Frog frowned and looked around: Zeka, Franco, Tommy... They looked scared and shrank, probably thinking about how to escape safely.

Damn.

The gang members in the warehouse had mixed expressions, some forward, some back, and some held their weapons.

"I guess, the idol is shattered." Glover sarcastically said to the stunned Tsimikas.

He lowered his head and whispered to Rolf

"The situation is not good, we will flee later."

But Rolfe didn't answer him, and the mute just stared at the red pit viper in the field.

At this moment, beside Fergie, a figure stood up unexpectedly,

"Roll."

Everyone is stunned, including Fergie.

On the round table, Duro looked at Nekra calmly on the opposite side:

"Nekra, oh no, Little Red, Boss Fogg said, let you go."

Glover patted Tsimikas, who was stunned again:

Your boss is good enough.

The red pit viper was startled, but when he saw the person on the opposite side, his expression changed:

"Ah yo yo, isn't this our beloved Captain Douro?"

"Listen, everyone, this is Cusack Duro!"

Neckla looked surprised and announced to everyone with a smile:

"When I was still a 'freak' in Xihuang, I was a comrade-in-arms who was born and died and fought side by side! Trust me, you wouldn't want to wrestle with him! Hahahahaha!"

But he was the only one laughing, and Duro just looked at him coldly.

"Very well, we're all acquaintances," Fogg said coldly, "you don't need to introduce yourself when we fight."

"Yeah, acquaintance, too familiar," Nekra's smile gradually turned savage, "Many years ago, he denounced me and drove me out of the Sabertooth camp."

"You should be thankful that I'm showing mercy, Xiaohong," Duro showed no weakness, his left arm began to tighten, "If the baron knew what money you were greedy for, you wouldn't just be kicked out of the camp with a whip. ."

"I know, I remember," Nekra sneered, taking off his coat, "your whip, always remember."

But his voice changed:

"But ah, Duro, why did you end up in this field? It's not like you were greedy for money and were driven away by the baron? Hahahahahaha!"

Duro's expression changed.

"But it doesn't matter, you're not the first soldier in the Western Wilderness to enter the Blood Bottle Gang, and you won't be the last," Nekra squinted, "Work hard, maybe you can get ahead?"

As they move, everyone in the warehouse reacts:

With the round table as the center, the people of Nekra and Fogg gradually gathered, facing each other, and the rest were either watching nervously, or preparing to escape.

Among the chaotic gang members, Glover grabbed Rolfe and said, "Don't hesitate to fight, see the timing, and run quickly—"

But before he could finish speaking, Tsimikas, an angry face, squeezed over: "You—"

His expression changed and he flattered:

"Can you come with me?"

In the middle of the warehouse, the bosses left, stood in line, or fled, but it was obvious that the Red Pit Viper had more people.

"No discussion, right?" Fogg said solemnly.

Nekra took a knife from his subordinate's hand:

"You don't need to negotiate if you quit obediently."

Frog snorted coldly:

"If I remember correctly, we and Hei Suzi only lost a battle in the capital a few years ago."

"Yes, a big fight."

Nekra nodded and said:

"But the war is not only determined by a battle, yes, the black silks have the upper hand in the capital for the time being... But we are the blood bottle gang, we not only have the capital, our people are still in the emerald city, In the ruins, in Huigang, in the Tomb of Blades..."

"I understand," Fogg sneered, "Someone's goods can't be sold in Wangdu, and you want to expand sales?"

"The Blood Bottle Gang needs this kind of 'goods', and I just have it."

"You're not ashamed, can you kill the Black Sword?" Fogg took a short sword from his cronies.

Nekra shook her head with a smile:

"Don't be so rude, we are civilized people. And we don't need to win a battle. On the contrary, we start from every place and every industry, just like they attacked us in the first place, let them care about one thing and another, and let them be devastated—"

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came:

"And then lost like in the past, wiped out the army, and committed suicide?"

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Nekra shivered slightly and turned around.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and a neatly-armed woman walked out of the shadows, surrounded by a group of gang members, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, she simply entered the venue.

Glover found strangely that at this moment, Rolf, who had been dragged by him like a walking corpse, had a new color in his eyes.

At that moment, Nekra looked at the woman in front of her, her eyes widened in disbelief:

"Kay, Kathleen?"

Correspondingly, Fergie smiled.

There was an uproar among the crowd.

"Miss Catherine!"

"Newspaper seller" Zeka then called out the boss's name, surprised and delighted.

"Big sister!"

"Miss!"

"Great!"

"Boss Catherine!"

The gang members in the warehouse called out Kathleen's name one after another, with surprise and joy.

The most powerful leader of the Blood Bottle Gang, Kathleen "The Illusory Blade" calmly raised her hand and responded to everyone's shouts, inadvertently revealing the metal cuffs hidden under her sleeves.

Glover frowned, always feeling that the mechanical shape under the claw looked familiar.

The next second, Kathleen reassured the gang and turned to Nekra.

"Tell me, Xiaohong, if you succeed in seizing power, what are you going to do?"

"Take a group of people who are bitter and hated, go to Beimen Bridge to kill Lazance, break the armistice agreement, and then wait for Qinza or Roda, or even Heijian to bring people to the Emerald City, Do you chop it into dregs?"

But just now facing Fogg's easy-going Nekra, he just looked at Kathleen in shock and was speechless.

Catherine snorted disdainfully:

"No, such a big move, you'll be crushed to powder by the Vigilance Hall or the Emerald Legion before then - yes, including you, the scumbags who were brainwashed by him."

The men behind the red pit viper looked at each other, bewildered.

Nekra took a deep breath and finally spoke:

"Catherine? No, when did you—"

"When did you come to the Emerald City? Oh, it's too early," Kathleen sneered, "When I was just a street thief, I joined the Blood Bottle Gang in the Emerald City and followed the boss of Bert. ."

"You gotta know~IndoMTL.com~ I made my fortune here, Xiaohong," Kathleen's eyes lit up, "especially if you want to start with my lair and cause me trouble, should have known."

She said coldly:

"The Emerald City is mine."

At that moment, Glover had a feeling that the situation in the warehouse had turned around again.

No.

Nekra was breathing in a trance, but he understood something and looked opposite in disbelief:

"Frog!"

"Did you look for her in advance?"

The red pit viper looked around and gritted its teeth: "This is you, it's you and her, the trap you set for me?"

"Don't look at me, you know I don't like her either," Fogg smiled, and he raised his pipe again, "but, declare war on Black Silk? Hehe, Xiaohong, that's too much."

Beside Kathleen, Fogg the Wanderer shrugged:

"You know, it's for the Blood Bottle Gang."