Chapter 10 Skull Presentation Throne (Please collect and recommend)

Rorschach, with a stern expression, withdrew the giant saber.

He shook the red and white mixture on the blade.

The giant saber is restored to like new condition.

A truly finely crafted Catachan weapon.

Rorschach didn't expend much effort.

It easily ended Sergey's short life.

Rorschach is not a murderous person.

Just for a peaceful and peaceful life.

There is nothing you can do about getting your hands stained with blood.

Rorschach used the toe of his military boots to stir Sergei's body.

I saw the body hidden in the other hand behind my back.

The phone with the recording function turned on is running quietly.

Obviously, Mr. Sergey did not realize his mistake.

Rorschach bent down and picked up the phone.

They also took away all the items that could prove their identity and the little remaining cash from the corpse's pocket.

Immediately afterwards, he carefully cleaned up the traces left at the scene.

Turn around and leave.

It's past midnight.

The night sky remained bright in the first half of the night.

Gradually it was obscured by thick clouds and fog, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

The damp smell in the air is getting thicker and thicker.

It seemed like a downpour was coming.

The banks of the tidal East River.

Warehouse 10, facing the Brooklyn Bridge, is hidden among many buildings.

If one investigates on paper, one will find a small warehouse in front of them.

It was used as a place for unused items by an obscure listed company in Manhattan.

Under the layers of packaging, just pay attention to the traces and attire of people entering and exiting.

Even the police will be available to guard the warehouse.

Vladimir Veitch.

It was with this ingenious plan that he quickly gained the favor of the gang leader.

He has completely become one of the most famous leaders of the sportswear gang.

However, recently.

Rapid changes in the underground world.

It also put Vicki into a dire situation, and her glory was gone.

Do criminals need order?

It is needed to a certain extent.

Word-of-mouth gang rules can help most criminals escape legal punishment.

It can also prevent greater friction between gangs that are in constant conflict, causing losses in economic interests.

However, when the gang rules that can only be understood are completely realized.

And after it became an insurmountable order.

Vicki was suddenly surprised to find out.

His degree of freedom is even less than that of ordinary citizens in New York City.

However, Vicki had no retreat.

Above is the gang leader who is strategizing and acting cruelly.

And the even more terrifying underground king.

Below are the gang members who are waiting for food, and the profits from crime are decreasing year by year.

In a steel jungle.

As the middle-level leader of the sportswear gang, Vicky can only survive...

In the brightly lit warehouse, wooden boxes are almost piled up around him.

And it was in an open space surrounded by a pile of wooden boxes.

Vicky, with a serious expression, was sitting cross-legged on a table.

Keep counting stacks of old cash bills.

These are the criminal profits he is about to turn over.

Even if one is missing, it will lead to fierce accountability from the gang leader.

Therefore, the dedicated Vicki did not dare to neglect and always went into battle personally.

Because there are too many interests involved, in order to prevent anyone from being tempted randomly.

Vicky also didn't bring any manpower.

Only two close confidants who are like brothers are responsible for guarding the warehouse.

Buzz buzz.

At this moment, the cell phone in his jacket pocket vibrated.

Vicky blinked her dry eyes a few times and took out her cell phone.

"ha……"

After twisting his neck and trying to relax, Vicky glanced at the message and couldn't help but let out a weird laugh.

"I really miss that crazy and innocent youth..."

Vicky sighed.

The message was from my cousin Sergey.

There were no words inside.

There is only one large-scale photo of Sergei celebrating enthusiastically with naked beauties.

Vicki smiled and took back the phone.

After anyone commits a crime for the first time.

Hormones that have nowhere to vent will always flow towards two things.

Women and drugs.

Until the methods of crime gradually become more proficient.

The numb mood can no longer evoke any emotional fluctuations.

One day, Sergey will also understand this feeling...

"Um?"

In an instant, Vicky frowned.

He subconsciously picked up a submachine gun that was thrown on the table.

The surrounding environment is not quite right.

Moreover, it was too quiet in the warehouse...

What about the cigarettes and conversations between confidants, and the sounds of patrolling footsteps back and forth?

"Ivan Nikolai?"

Vicki shouted softly and listened attentively.

However, when his call did not receive any answer.

Click!

Vicki pulled the bolt of the gun expressionlessly.

At the same time, he quickly turned over the table and hid in the corner formed by several wooden boxes.
To be continued...