After someone was killed immediately for resisting, everyone had to kneel on the ground in accordance with the intruder's orders, and the paradox is that until now, no one has figured out what happened.

Is this another gang on fire?

If so, how did this group of people swagger in?

This neighborhood is a rich area, the police are very strict in the management of security, and it is strictly forbidden for gangs to fight here privately, once there is a violation of the rules will be severely punished, therefore, this gang leader who has a good relationship with the police will rest assured to settle here privately, and convene a meeting of his subordinates.

So why? Why do these people dare to act so recklessly? Aren't they afraid of the police?

"Be honest! Whoever moves again will be killed! A young man who looked like a leader said to them.

He stood aside, elated, and looked alive, not at all uneasy because he had just killed someone, but rather happy about it.

The smell of blood permeated the room, reaching the tip of everyone's nose and stirring with fear, making almost everyone tremble. These gang leaders, who have not fought on the front line for many years, finally tasted the long-lost sense of crisis with their lives hanging by a thread.

No one dared to move again, they all knelt obediently on the ground, and they could no longer find any of the previous ways of power.

Seeing that these men were so honest, the young man whistled happily, and then made a gesture, and immediately someone came up and searched them one by one. All the weapons they had brought with them were confiscated.

In the midst of fear, the gang leader finally regained some composure.

"Friend, which gang are you from?" He barely managed to make himself appear as calm as possible. But the hoarse voice was still very ugly, "Can't you talk about it if you have something to say?" ”

No one answered him, but there were no new gunshots, which made him feel a little more emboldened.

"As long as you talk about it, we can treat today's events as if we were not alive," he raised his head slightly, looking at the group of men in black. "Otherwise, you would have come here and committed such a big case. Will the police let you go? ”

There was silence again.

Then the young man burst out laughing and looked at the man next to him.

"Hahahaha, police! He told us about the police! Something happened to the gang leader. The first thing that came to mind was to rely on the police to help! Hahahaha! He leaned back with a smile. It was as if I had heard something ridiculous.

Then, he looked at the boss again and pointed at the man.

"You want the police? Very good, this person was originally a police officer, and his position is still very high, so you can tell him about anything......"

This mocking tone made the corners of the boss's mouth twitch unnaturally.

"No one can save you." At this time, the person next to him, who had been cold-faced, also spoke. "The police won't come. Die. ”

His tone was eerily calm, with an inexplicable persuasiveness.

Is it true that the police will not care? Everyone's hearts were chilling at the same time.

I don't know if what he said is true. But it is true that the faction is not a gang member.

Hell, what the hell is going on? Who are these people?

Drops of sweat seeped from the boss's forehead, and he now had no clue about the path of this group of fierce gods.

If you don't have a clue, you don't know what they want; Not knowing what they want, that is, not being able to satisfy them; If you can't satisfy them, you ...... No, no!

Damn, why would this happen when you're about to retire?

An inexplicable fear enveloped his heart.

He has killed many people, and he has long had the realization that he may not be able to die well, but such an inexplicable death is by no means what he expects to accept.

"Which of you is the boss?" The young man suddenly asked again.

No one answered.

"Let me ask again, who's the boss?" The young man pointed a gun at a man's head.

Under this threat to his life, the man shuddered and turned his head and pointed his gaze at Fogg Tenena.

"Oh, sure enough, I just said who was so bold to speak just now." The young man shrugged, then turned and walked up to the gang leader.

What a disgusting coward!

Fogg Tenena cursed inwardly, resisting the fear in his heart, and then estimated the distance between the two, intending to pounce on each other and take each other hostage, but the young man suddenly stopped, as if he was very skilled in martial arts, stopped at a safe distance, and then pointed a gun at him.

"Everyone has something to say!" Seeing that there was no hope of a turnaround, Fogg Tenena decided to take the route of peace talks, "That's right, I'm the boss of the gang, just say whatever you want, I can satisfy you, everyone can talk a little more peacefully, there is no need to move the guys." ”

Well equipped and trained, even the police don't take care of it...... Are they ......?

As if blessed to the heart, a thought suddenly flashed through Fogg Tenena's mind.

"Wait? Are you Monsieur Bonaparte's men? Then don't get me wrong, I'm actually a supporter of the president! As if grasping a life-saving straw, he continued to speak vigorously, and his voice was so fast that he couldn't even believe it, "Sir, we have always supported the president's cause, but we have been suffering from no way, sir, now as long as you give us a chance, we will definitely serve the president desperately!" I can be your subordinate, and we will do whatever you tell us to do! ”

In the silence of everyone, Fogg Tenena, kneeling on the ground, kept shouting, the majesty of which he had just disappeared was long gone.

He knows that he still has use value, and he shouldn't be killed like this, as long as he leaves a life, who will he help? Moreover, it is not necessarily beneficial to do things for the president......

"Bang!"

A loud bang ended his consciousness.

Until he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. The gang boss didn't understand why he had to die...... He can serve anyone......

In this way, this man has been crawling on the underworld in Paris for decades. Now he has become the boss of a party, and in this inexplicable day, he was shot in the head and ended his life that was also a little brilliant.

"It's just a gang leader, and he really thinks of himself as a character, phew!" Albert sneered and took a sip, "Want to serve the president?" Don't want to think about whether you are qualified or not? ”

When he was down. There are many gangsters who collect debts from him because they bought debts, and the most ruthless chase is this Hammer Gang, which almost cost him his life a few times. Now that he had finally found a chance to take revenge, the feeling was indescribably happy.

Although it was certainly not the gang leader who was in charge of debt collection, he didn't care at all.

Then he looked at the other gang leaders who were still on their knees. Everywhere the eye looks. Everyone's face was earthy and trembling.

Just now the boss was killed directly, but no one thought about revenge, just afraid that this person who suddenly shot and killed people without warning would suddenly take himself as a target.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to have any intention of doing anything, but looked at these people kindly.

"You already heard that, didn't you? That's right, we're the president's people, and we want to find him someone who can do things. I want to know. Do you want to serve the president? Now that your boss is dead, you no longer have an obligation to anyone. Just make the decision on your behalf! ”

Although it was not explicitly stated, everyone present understood the consequences of not agreeing.

"I'll give you a minute, and immediately tell me if you cooperate or not!" After Albert said this, he did not speak again.

To his relief, after only half a minute, all the people kneeling on the ground rushed to express their willingness to submit, and as for the corpse that was already lying in a pool of blood, no one cared anymore.

"Very good, I'll just say, there are still the majority of people with brains." Albert nodded in relief.

"However, I still have to remind you, don't play tricks with us, don't think that you will regret it when you go back! I can kill your boss in front of you today, and I can kill you in front of everyone else tomorrow! Be honest with me, as long as you are obedient, we won't do anything to you, understand? ”

Then, without looking at these gang leaders, he walked in front of Kong Ze again.

"Good job, friend." He stretched out his hand and patted Kong Ze's shoulder gently, obviously in a good mood, "Thanks to your intelligence, we were able to catch them all today, which saved us a lot of trouble." ”

"That's what I'm supposed to do." Kong Ze replied with a blank expression, without any joy or anger on his face.

He saw something strange in Albert's deeds just now, and it was evident that there were traces of a personal vendetta in the communiqué, but he remained silent - his boss had given him the task of cooperating with the gentleman, not of instructing, and he certainly understood the difference.

"Well, then, let's call it a day," Suddenly the other party responded coldly, but Albert was still smiling, obviously very happy that the day had gone so smoothly. "Take this group of people away first, talk to them about specific problems, and as for the corpses, let them ...... first"

While they were still discussing, there was a sudden sound of the door opening the door, followed by the sound of small footsteps.

The two men met their eyes vigilantly at the same time.

Haven't you already taken care of the police, and they won't come up and get involved in this? Or is it just a passer-by by chance?

They immediately suppressed their doubts, and then pointed their guns at the kneeling men, preventing them from making a sound, and the entire living room fell into an unusual silence.

After a long time, as if only a moment later, the door to the living room was opened.

Albert, who was already pointing a gun at the door, subconsciously wanted to pull the trigger, but soon, a new nervous reaction blocked his knee-jerk movements and made him scream.

"Don't shoot! It's your own people! ”

That's right, it was indeed his own people, more precisely, his good friend's aunt, Miss Agnes de Nordlien.

It is not known what the Duchess lady came to the house of a gang leader for suddenly, but it was her.

………………

"Miss de Nordlien. Why did you come here all of a sudden? It scared us! If I hadn't reacted quickly, you might have gotten into trouble. ”

Albert sat leisurely on the sand where the gang leaders had sat just now, smiling at Agnes. Her servant and bodyguard stood beside her, watching warily at the young man who had killed several gang leaders in a matter of laughter.

There were only three of them left in the living room, and all that was left was a puddle of blood on the carpet, telling of the tragedy that had just happened suddenly—not long after, even a little trace. It will also be erased bit by bit.

The gang leaders, escorted by Kong Ze and his men to dig a pit in the small garden, ordered them to bury their collar and the other dead first—of course. This is just a stopgap measure, and before long, the new owner of the house will tear down the entire house and rebuild it, erasing all traces of the previous one.

"You didn't notify me before you killed. Mr. Agnes replied calmly. It looks like he's a little upset.

Of course, she was not upset, not because she cared about the life and death of these gang leaders, there was only one thing that really bothered her...... That is, the original plan was interrupted, and she could no longer use the dead people to help her find someone, no matter how much money she spent.

Looks like I'll have to go to another gang.

"I'm sorry......" Albert smiled embarrassedly, no longer having the same momentum as before, "I can't help it." This is also our task, and recently the president needs some supporters to help him do things. These gangs are dirty, but they're useful, so I was sent here to clean them up. By the way, let's also clean up the law and order for the citizens of Paris. ”

That is, almost all gangs have not been spared lately?

Agnes frowned slightly.

But wouldn't it be more convenient to find people if all the gangs in Paris were to be consolidated in the near future? Suddenly, such a thought flashed through her mind.

Of course, this has to be done properly and no one can know the person's real name.

"Actually, I came here today to ask this person for a favor." She whispered.

"Help? No problem, we can help too. Albert replied immediately. How can we help? ”

"Find someone." Agnes replied dryly, "Find someone." ”

"That's really a gangster's job!" Albert shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, a beautiful lady like you shouldn't bother with trivial things, even if he's gone, isn't there still us?" ”

"If that's the case, that's for the best." Agnes smiled and nodded, this smile can almost make people forget her age, "You and Charles are very busy, and I have no intention of disturbing you, I just hope that you can find someone useful to help us find them, preferably able to command those gangs." ”

"That's right......," Albert groaned.

To be honest, this request is a bit difficult, but since the person who made the request is Charles's aunt, there is not much to say.

After a few moments, he made a decision, and then walked out of the living room and called Kong Ze over.

"This is Mr. Kong Ze, very shrewd and capable, my right-hand man, and no one dares to disobey his words." He introduced Kong Ze to the two people.

Then, he whispered in Conze's ear, "She's Monsieur de Treville's aunt, Mademoiselle de Nordlien, you know." ”

Kong Ze's eyes widened slightly, he did understand immediately - this person was the person he had to flatter well.

"Hello, Mr. Kong Ze." Agnes nodded at Kong Ze, looking gentle but somewhat distant.

"Hello." Kong Ze also immediately bowed and saluted. "Miss, who do you want me to go to?"

Agnes was silent, her mental estimation of the pros and cons of doing so.

After a few moments, she made her decision.

"The man's name was François de Laguien, probably in his forties, and he had come to Paris a while ago and stayed in a hotel for a few days, but he quickly left there and is nowhere to be found...... Sir, I hope you can cooperate with me to find it, and tell me as soon as there is any news, and I will do the rest myself. ”

At least for now, he's called by that name.

"Yes, miss." Kong Ze bowed deeply. (To be continued!)

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