The break wasn't long, they spent about two hours in the reception room, during which Ann pointed to them and told them Morin's request.

That's to be a thug.

Morin's gang is mainly in the arms smuggling business, and it is a rival to another gang of similar size, and the two sides can be described as winning and losing each other, and there is constant friction, and in general, no one can help the other.

But things have changed recently, and the gang of old rivals hugs a thigh, which makes Morin panic.

The most direct example is that the friction between the two gangs was at most to provoke each other, but this time the other party directly robbed a batch of Morin's goods halfway, making it clear that they wanted to directly annex them.

If there is no one behind the other party, they will never dare to act like this, which is tantamount to breaking the established rules between gangs.

The only thing that can override the rules is rights.

It shows that the other party has a very hard backstage.

The only good news is that although the other party has a backer, it does not mean that Mo Lin does not have any opportunity to obediently contribute most of his life's hard work.

Relying on the development of the backers, the gang can grow at a very alarming rate, and it will not take long for a medium-level gang to become a big man who can walk sideways in the beggar's nest.

But it doesn't take long, and it takes time.

In other words, as long as you fight to the death before the other party develops, once you succeed, you will naturally eliminate the threat.

As for whether the backers behind them will be angry?

This brings us to the wonderful rules of survival in the gray area of Lopwen.

Everyone who eats this bowl of rice knows that every gangster with a head and face has the shadow of a big businessman and a big nobleman, and the grave grass of the guy without their support is three feet high.

And for those big guys, the gangster is just a tool, and the task of the tool is to take advantage of it, and they will not support a defective product, that is.

As long as Morin proves that he is stronger and more suitable than the opposing gangs, then the big man behind him will abandon the gang he supports now without hesitation and support Morin instead.

Doing so has led to the survival rules of the Lopwen gang like the dark elves.

Once they are old and weak, even the biggest gangsters will be replaced by younger, more obedient ones.

For this, even gangsters have detailed rules to rely on.

One side proposes a willingness to war to the other side, and the other side can choose whether to accept it or not, and then if both sides agree to fight, a special place will be selected as a 'battlefield', usually a place that does not affect the security of Lopwen, and there will even be official patrols to block off the perimeter to prevent the uninformed from entering.

For example, this time, Morin proposed 'war' to the opposing gangs, and the other party could not refuse in order to gain the trust of the people behind them.

The location of the 'battlefield' is in the port area of Lopwen, in a warehouse owned by a gang.

When the patrol received the news, they quickly cordoned off the scene until nightfall, when whatever was happening in the warehouse behind them was allowed.

The common people living in Lopwen are not surprised by this, as soon as they see the posture of the patrol, they know what is going on, basically what to do, and their daily life is completely unaffected.

It seems that the common people also know what kind of virtues the gangsters in their cities are, which is an open secret.

Such rules all reflect the control of the official background over the gray people, as mentioned before, the gangs of Lopwen are not so much gangsters, but private soldiers raised by big nobles and big merchants, and tamed wild dogs.

By the way, it also reflects the incompetence of the city lord, allowing his nominal subordinates to have armed forces, but he has no way at all.

Let's get back to business.

The four players were ready for battle, and An Yizhi also changed the Eternal Night Robe back to the Mithril Robe, but to be on the safe side, they still put a large cloak on their bodies, and if they didn't look closely, they didn't even know if there was a person in the cloak.

As it approached noon, Merlin took out a delicate pocket watch and looked at it, and ordered his henchmen to lead the thugs into the predetermined location.

This is the main entrance of the warehouse in the port area.

As soon as he arrived, Morin secretly cursed the cunning old ghost.

At this time, there was no one outside the warehouse, and the door was closed, which was in stark contrast to the other warehouses.

This meant that the other side did not intend to go head-to-head with Morin's gang, and they chose to use the fortifications in the warehouse to fight, this time with a considerable advantage.

The art of war is cloudy, ten are encircled, five are attacked, and multiple are battled.

The two sides are almost equal in terms of numbers and combat effectiveness, but the other side has a geographical advantage, which is very painful.

This is also something that can't be helped, Mo Lin's move was originally a fight to the death, and there is still a chance to turn over, if she doesn't fight, her gang will soon be absorbed and annexed by the other party.

Because of the characteristics of the Lopwen gang, the members of Morin's subordinates also have no loyalty, and it is normal and ordinary for them to be a red flower in one house today and go to another tomorrow. It's just a job-hopping, and there's no guilt.

This is also the reason why Ann can let the gangster's thugs take him to Morin with a casual scare.

If the original line is followed, once the attack is seriously defeated, those thugs who are already wavering may quickly turn back, except for a few henchmen, Morin will become the commander of the light pole.

An Yi pointed out that their appearance just made up for the lack of combat effectiveness, and if he was really as strong as the legend, the odds of victory would change from nine deaths to nine out of ten.

"Sir, please do it."

Mo Lin said respectfully, but An Yizhi found that there was a problem with her title, how could the 'Mr. An' that she had used in the previous conversation become 'Mr.) when it was official?

He was a little suspicious of this, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because it would help them hide their identities, after all, there were low-level thugs from the Morin gang nearby, and their mouths were not very tight.

At the same time, it is also a bit tentative to let An Yizhi shoot first, as the so-called expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move.

Mo Lin's cautious thinking is normal, similar to the tone of our shopping and inspection, so An Yizhi did not refuse.

He took a step forward, and a black crystal ball flew out from under his cloak:

"Shadow Sculpting: Fireball!"

A fireball of shadow energy flew out of his palm and slammed into the wooden door of the warehouse with a characteristic shrill chirp.

- Boom!

Despite the fact that the fireball is essentially shadow energy, the characteristics of its explosion have not changed, and the corrosive nature of shadow energy makes the wooden gate shatter exceptionally cleanly.

Bet right!

There was a burst of joy in Morin's heart.

The fireball technique is not a high-level spell, but from the power of this fireball, it can be seen that An Yizhi's magic power is very strong, and he is by no means a person who only talks about it.

With his help, Morin was even more sure.

"The road has been opened, give it to me! There is a big reward for those who get the head of Old Samson! ”

"Oh!!"

The low-level thugs have no loyalty, they participate in gang activities just to eat, but there must be brave men under the heavy reward, because of the characteristics of the Lopwen gangs, the so-called heavy reward is really a heavy reward in the literal sense, and it is by no means an understatement. Gang leaders usually rely on this to keep their subordinates obedient.

A large group of thugs with mundane weapons, such as scimitars, daggers, and even wooden clubs, rushed into the warehouse, basically without any formation to speak of, and were completely a rabble.

It is estimated that the bosses of the Lopwen gang are also quite tired, and their subordinates are all this virtue that only knows how to fight bravely and forget about money, so it is no wonder that they will be pinched to death by the official forces.

The first wave of people rushed into the warehouse on broken pieces of wood, and soon there was the sound of clanging weapons inside, mixed with a few screams, and the first wave of attacks should have been hindered.

It is precisely because there is no loyalty, the first wave of attacks is blocked, and those people will be quickly defeated, usually at this time, the bosses of the gang will immediately put the second wave of people on top and use the number of people to break through the opponent's defense, but this time because of the foreign aid of An Yizhi them, things have become much simpler.

"Level 4 Monster Summoning ......"

Fruit Hard Candy waved her staff, and a beautiful purple circle appeared at her feet, and she nodded towards the open warehouse door:

"Purgatory Ferocious Boar!"

A wild boar the size of a car, covered in bone spurs, jumped out of the circle, snorted and rushed into the warehouse.

The wild boar doesn't sound like it has any combat power, but you must know that even the wild boar in the real world is a first-class beast in the mountains and forests, and the lone wolf has to walk around it when it encounters him, not to mention the purgatory ferocious boar that has been strengthened by 'unscience' in the magic world.

Listening to a series of chaotic noises like demolishing houses, accompanied by the exclamations of many people, the huge wild boar directly smashed through the opponent's defenses and forcibly tore through the defense line.

Naturally, the members of the Morin gang were injured by mistake, but she didn't care about this at all, after all, those thugs were just consumables, they were not loyal to the gang, and the leader naturally didn't care too much about their casualties.

"Second team, follow the path that has been opened."

This operation is the main force of the Morin Gang, speaking of which, the scale of their gang is really small and pitiful, and more than 100 people can be regarded as a medium gang.

Merlin himself took out two daggers and stepped through the door of the warehouse surrounded by his henchmen. Of course, the four players followed, but they didn't make much of a move.

After all, this battle is not their own, they are just doing a favor, and they can't work so hard.

The warehouse was supposed to be neatly lined with a large number of shelves and crates, but in order to defend against the attack, they used these things as temporary positions, but under the impact of the ferocious boar in purgatory, the containers that were originally full of goods were basically scattered.

Reflecting the sound of the ferocious boar charging in the distance, and the shouts of the surrounding gangs, Ann pointed to the goods rolling from the broken shelves to his feet.

It was an old mace with the marks of the Lopven's army......