As I was drunk, my second son suddenly asked as if he was thinking of something:

"By the way, brother, have you received the compensation for the last batch of goods?"

Bernard shook his head.

"They told me to wait until next month to settle down together."

Perhaps because of being too fat, the second child, who is nearly forty years old, looks younger and more energetic than the other two younger brothers.

Hearing Bernard's answer, he cursed softly: "How long has it been delayed! Since... since the last adult had an accident, the payment period has become increasingly unstable."

Bernard shook his head.

"Mark, be careful."

Although he made a statement to stop his second brother's gradually losing his word, it was obvious from his expression that he himself thought so.

The second son Mark twitched unhappily, sipped his sip of the strong wine, and stopped talking.

"Oh, two brothers, we have finally gotten together. Let's stop talking about those annoying things tonight." The youngest young man in the scene stood up and eased the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"Our Mutou Gang worked hard from scratch to now. Being able to reach this point today is an achievement that I never even dared to imagine in my dreams." He raised his wine glass with pride, "Let us congratulate us on our common cause!"

The table warmed up again.

However, such a harmonious scene did not last long after such a blind date, and was broken by the noise from outside.

"You, who are you!"

After a shout outside the door, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was immediately followed.

Bernard's face changed, and he immediately put down his glass and stood up.

Facing the door, he subconsciously stepped back and approached the window.

"Bang!"

Debris splashed everywhere, the wooden door split into pieces, and shot towards the surroundings.

A slightly larger piece of wood flew straight towards Bernard.

Bernard raised his hand and summoned a wall of water to block the wood chip and a flame that followed.

"In without warning, this is not a way to be a guest."

Bernard suppressed his efforts and tried his best to maintain his gentle image.

Wien, who had just entered, wanted to shout "Open the door and check the water meter!", but when he saw the messy appearance of the cup and plate in the room and the four drunken men standing in the strong smell of alcohol, he suddenly lost his funny interest.

"We are members of the City Guard's Special Operations Squad. Now, I'm very formally informing you that you have been arrested!"

Wien said with a straight face.

After the initial shock, Bernard finally reacted, frowned as if he couldn't believe it, saying, "What kind of action team? Why have I never heard of it?"

Just listening to his words seemed to be what he should have heard.

"Is that true? That doesn't matter."

Wien said lightly: "From this moment, you've heard of it."

...

Outside the Mutou Gang base camp, on a higher hillside, Burwo was looking at the building not far away with a monocular lens.

Over the years, under the creation of nature and the transformation of human beings day and night, the terrain here has formed a canyon-like depression.

In this place, you can clearly see the scene inside.

He remembered the commands he had carried before he started to act.

——These four people are all going to die.

Decisive and no room for negotiation.

He exhaled with a little regret.

Since you have committed sins, you must accept the punishment brought by sin.

This is a matter of course.

But--

The evil they did may not be as good as a hair than the real one.

These four gang leaders can be judged by themselves.

However, who can judge all the evils at the source of all evil?

The more I know, the more I feel confused about the innocent and ignorant self that I was only passionate about.

In this bottomless vortex, Bulvo felt that even he was gradually being contaminated by filth, connected with sin, and slowly becoming part of the dark shadow.

"Master Burwo."

The doubts raised by his subordinates were interrupted by his thoughts.

Johnny asked quietly and curiously: "They chose to build a camp in such a sunken terrain. Are they not worried about being peeked by the outside world?"

He also tiptoed, held his fingers in a cylinder shape and placed them in front of him, and looked into the distance like Bulvo.

As he said, they easily avoided the guards who had been deployed in advance and found this area of ​​good vision.

"Their real secret is not where we can see it." Bulvo put down his raised monocular and stepped on the grass under his feet.

"And underground."

Johnny was slightly stunned.

...

A huge explosion suddenly emerged, destroying all the decorations in the room and rolling smoke from the windows.

From the outside world, several black shadows emerged from the windows of this building, shocking the rest of the gang members.

"Roll the alarm!" someone shouted in panic.

Almost as he finished speaking, the alarm bell erected in the middle of the camp was pulled hard.

The clock hammer hit the metal inner wall back and forth, making a rapid and sharp sound.

"Who are you?"

The mission target Bernard's vision was locked tightly on the magician with long flowing black hair that followed him.

...With such powerful power, one cannot be an unknown person.

"Me?" Wien called out a staff and pointed at it from afar.

The chains like fire snakes emerged from the hexagrams that emerged from behind him, blocking all Bernard's retreat.

"Since you have asked sincerely, I will tell you with great mercy."

He said in a deep voice, "I am Ecos."

After hearing this name, Bernard's pupils instantly dilated after briefly being confused.

When the wind outside blew, his drunkenness had already awakened most of his time.

"It turned out to be Lord Ekos... Sure enough, it was exactly the same as the rumor." He stopped running away and landed on a clearing in the center of the gang base camp.

Wien also stepped lightly on the top of the log that was more than ten meters high and hung with an alarm bell.

Many gang members who heard the alarm ran out of the building when they saw this scene, they couldn't help but hold their breath and dare not move.

Bernard looked around and saw his familiar figures. His extraordinary memory and extra time and energy allowed him to remember the faces of each gang member and the time he joined the gang clearly.

Also, a whole camp built bit by bit under my feet.

All of these are the gains that I finally got after decades of hard work and hard work.
Chapter completed!