() In the face of such vulgar words, Xia Feng was speechless to refute.

This botched approach is the only thing he can think of at the moment, but there's no doubt that it touches someone's bottom line.

Thinking about it from another perspective, if someone collects source stones in the streets and alleys of the Kilt neighborhood of Harpi City, and he knows about it, he will definitely beat this person up without saying a word, and then tie him up and interrogate him.

But after thinking about it, this is the Longmen slum, and Xia Feng understands who this person who is looking for him is.

.......

Xia Feng honestly followed these dozen strong men.

These people are obviously not ordinary gangsters, several of them are infected, and the middle-aged man who spoke to him just now faintly exudes the aura of a master.

While walking, Xia Feng asked casually.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

"Shut up and follow honestly."

"Are you going to see the Rat King?"

"You called the word Rat King?"

...

After twisting and turning down the alley, passing through a cluster of houses, they set out on a relatively wide dirt road.

This area is very empty, and there are basically no civilians nearby, and after walking for about 20 minutes, Xia Feng saw a relatively regular two-story building.

At this time, there were seven or eight people standing at the gate, and in addition to the cold weapon in his hand, Xia Feng also saw the source stone gun.

After being pushed and shoved into the hall on the first floor of this house, there were more than a dozen strong men gathered inside who were not law-abiding citizens at first glance.

Xia Feng looked around.

"Rats.... What about Mr. Lin? ”

"Go down."

The middle-aged man just now pointed to the corner of the hall, and Xia Feng found that there was a staircase leading to the underground.

"Basement?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Walking to the stairs, Xia Feng swallowed.

It looks eerie and terrifying down there, and the back road has been blocked, so it can be said that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, which is really exciting.

However, he wasn't too worried, the Rat King knew his relationship with the Emperor, and there was no reason to kill him, and this was the Rat King's territory, and he was now under the fence, so it was right to say hello.

This Rat King himself is so strong that he is perverted, and at the same time, there are many younger brothers under him, except for these people outside, I am afraid that the entire slum hides his people.

....

Xia Feng stabilized his mood, put on a cold demeanor, and walked down the stairs that led to the bottom.

To his surprise, the space below was so large that it looked like a massive underground base.

There were dim lights hanging on the walls, concrete floors under your feet, the air was very damp and cold, and there was an indescribable smell that was not unpleasant, but it was not a good smell either.

Led by the middle-aged man, Xia Feng walked through the dark corridor to one of the innermost rooms.

....

In the room, a man in a snow-white coat was facing away from him.

"Boss Lin, someone brought it."

The man turned around slowly, and unsurprisingly, this man was the gray forest.

Xia Feng glanced at the room, there was not even a coffee table and sofa, only a few small stools, and there were still traces of blood on the corner that had been cleaned, but not cleaned.

Obviously, this is not Boss Lin's private residence, but a place to "do things".

The Rat King looked at Xia Feng on crutches.

"What's your name?"

"Summer Breeze."

"I heard you collected the Source Stone in the slum yesterday?"

"There's this."

The Rat King didn't beat around the bush, and of course, someone of his stature didn't need ink at all.

"What is the relationship between Victoria's new Rising Black Feather Chamber of Commerce and you?"

Xia Feng did not hide from staring at the Rat King.

"The president of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce is my brother."

"And who are you?"

Xia Feng's instincts told him that now was not the time to hide.

He said quietly as he looked into the eyes of the Rat King.

"I'm the one who speaks for the whole night in southern Victoria, just like you are at Dragongate."

"Huh."

This identity obviously did not move the Rat King, and he chuckled, and his smile seemed to be mixed with a sneer.

"South Victoria, night talker, yes, but don't you think, is your hand out of bounds?"

Xia Feng exhaled, and his eyes softened slightly.

"Boss Lin, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to meddle in the night of Longmen."

"Then you're collecting source stones in my territory? This is not Victoria, the Dragon Gate is a mobile city-state, do you know how strict the Dragon Gate is on the source stone? This is the absolute bottom line. ”

"I didn't mean that, someone was going to kill me, I collected the source stone because ....."

The Rat King shouted.

"I don't care what you do!"

The Rat King squinted his eyes and approached the summer breeze, his voice no longer kind.

"I didn't touch you last time for the emperor's sake, but don't think I have any scruples, I don't care who wants to kill you, it has nothing to do with Longmen, you can go outside the city to solve your own private affairs."

As soon as the Rat King was in power, the air in the entire room seemed to tremble.

"Xia Feng, I warn you one last time, if something unpleasant happens in the slums because of your arrival, I will wipe you out as I did with those men in black that day, no matter how powerful you are in Victoria, the laws of the Dragon Gate are not allowed to be broken."

The Rat King's attitude is very tough, he is not only a gangster, but also the guardian of the underground order of the Dragon Gate.

In Xia Feng's impression, the first point that gangsters value is profit, in other words, most gangsters exist to obtain benefits, and all their code of conduct is premised on interests.

However, the rat king in front of him is different, there is no interest in his eyes, or this interest is not wealth, in his eyes, there is only the law of maintaining the dragon gate.

Summer Wind lowered his head.

"I see."

The Rat King turned his back to him.

"I advise you to leave the slums, you are not an ordinary person, you have to find a way to deal with those who want to kill you, if you continue to violate my bottom line, next time, I will not let you leave my sight alive."

This is the last warning from the Rat King.

Xia Feng didn't say anything and left in a gloomy manner.

......

On the way back, Xia Feng probably understood the concerns of the Rat King.

There are a large number of infected people in the slums, and the main urban area of Longmen is developing at a rapid pace, and the existence of infected people will become an obstacle to the rapid development of Longmen in a sense.

Because, that's the instability.

Even a tiny spark may create a prairie fire, and it may even be used by someone with a heart to deliberately lead the fire bigger.

And the Rat King is trying to maintain this balance.

He can't let something happen to the slum, once the slum becomes a disease-causing cell, then the upper echelons of the dragon gate can only remove the partially necrotic tissue.

........

According to his memory, Xia Feng returned to the small broken house of the secret rope alone.

His mood is a little complicated now, and now in addition to the Black Man and the Guards, he has new concerns, and the slum can no longer be his battlefield.

in the living room.

Seeing that he was a little muffled, Red Knife asked out loud.

"Xia Feng, what's wrong?"

Xia Feng sat down on the sofa.

"We might have to get out of here."

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, I can't stay in the slums anyway, if there is a fight here, I'm afraid there will be new troubles."

Froststar, who was sitting on the other side of the couch, opened his eyes.

"Didn't you say you're not afraid of trouble?"

This was originally a sentence that Frost Star had inadvertently said, but when he heard it in Xia Feng's ears, he immediately understood something.

He slapped his thigh.

"That's right, I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Since he came to Longmen, Xia Feng has been very passive, first he was pitted by the Great Emperor, then he was wronged by the Guards Bureau, and he was even arrested in prison, obviously someone wanted to kill him, but now he has become a criminal.

And today, the Rat King, who is the leader of the Longmen gang, not only does not help him out of righteousness, but wants him to leave the slums and fend for himself.

He didn't understand the reason, but why did he think about these strangers?

.......

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, and the previous haze was swept away.

"Damn, the dragon gate is not opened by their family, his uncle's, everyone wants to clear up their troubles, okay, Lao Tzu let you hang up high without caring about yourself, Lao Tzu is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, don't even think about running this time!"