This is the first time Wood has made himself embarrassed after he succeeds.

He threw a vase hard to the ground. His so-called gentlemanly demeanor had long disappeared in his furious movements. His meticulous hair was drooping randomly, just like he had just experienced a storm. A stream of hot stream ejaculated from his slightly opened mouth. He gasped, took a few steps back, and sat on a chair in the storage room. The delicate vest buttons also broke, and the neckline of the high-end shirt was torn apart, revealing some black chest hair. He was like a beast hiding in the corner.

He was threatened and wanted to fight back. When he suggested to Ernst and Carul that everyone should press down those who did not follow the rules together, Ernst was unexpectedly silent, and so was Carul. How could Wood, who had fought with them for more than ten years, not guess what they thought? Like those outside, they were waiting for him to show his fatigue and his weak side, and then tore him to pieces.

Three people divide the private wine market in a city, and where can two people or even one person dominate and enjoy themselves? As early as a few years ago, Wood knew that the so-called "three giants" would have a battle in the future. The reason for keeping them peaceful was not the bullshit rules, but the lack of an opportunity to start a war.

Now, the opportunity for war has emerged.

Once he couldn't handle this matter well, let everyone know that "Woodman Wood" was still the thug who dared to cut people into pieces with an axe, and those people would dare to turn into thugs and divide him.

Thinking is an easy thing, but it is not easy to do. Just when Wood was planning to prove that he was still a long way from "oldness", he suddenly realized that he knew nothing about his opponent.

He doesn't know how many people there are on the other side.

What are the main members of the other party? He only knows a reckless man named Graf.

He didn't know what the other party was planning now.

He knew almost nothing about his own opponent. What's more, he didn't know how to start!

His years of "gentleman" career made him almost forget that he was a thug, a bloody "woodenman" with blood. He used the things from the upper class to decorate his own storefront like a church, and even he almost really wanted to become a monk in the church. Suddenly, he returned to the time when his life was hanging on the line and competing for his life with others, his first feeling was that he was not adapted, and he had a sense of uneasiness that made his heart beat rapidly.

His slightly trembling hand took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out one, and lit it for himself. His wandering eyes gradually became fierce in the smoke. He threw the few cigarette butts left on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, took off the logging axe that had been hanging behind the storage room door, and held it in his hand.

When he opened the storage room door, there were many people standing outside. These people were his subordinates, including his relatives, his friends, and his assistant who accompanied him from hell to heaven. His eyes were very firm, just like on that night many years ago, there was never such a certainty that thing-we are invincible!

Many old men looked excited, especially when they saw the logging axe in Wood's hand, their blood seemed to boil at this moment. Whether they were sitting or lying down, they stood up and surrounded him. They made no sound, but surrounded Wood in the middle and looked at him with trust and admiration.

At this moment, Wood felt a feeling that was almost forgotten by him in his previous "gentlemanship career", a feeling full of power!

"Boss, what do we do now?" The short and chubby Jim was wearing a brown vest, and his erect belly seemed to contain a bag of flour. There was a layer of greasy sweat on his forehead, which had already lost its hair. He was one of Wood's subordinates whom he once relied on, and he also had his title in the city of Trère - the meat mincer.

Jim now runs a pet store, mainly focusing on pet food and some strong dogs.

His pet shop was one of the strongholds that Wood had used to destroy corpses. They would quietly kill their opponents and send them to the pet shop. Jim would pick up the knife of his father and hope that he could become an excellent chef, divide the victims into small pieces, add some ingredients, put them in the oven and simply dehydrate them, turn them into pieces of thumb-sized meat, mix them with other pet food, and sell them to pets in the entire city of Tnell.

His business was once very popular, but as Wood's status grew higher and higher, his pet store was on the verge of bankruptcy. There were only a few doors and few customers.

Wood's eyes swept across everyone's face, and finally stayed on Jim's face. "First check how many people there are, who they are, what their names are, and what kind of social relationships they have. Find out their dens, and then give them a big gift." He looked at Jim, and Jim nodded slightly, "Jim, go and check where Graff likes to appear, and check what family he has."

Jim's wife is a Guarte. He can use his wife's power to investigate from the Guartes. The news will be much more accurate and more realistic.

"Robben, get our stuff in the western suburbs back, now we need him!"

Robben is a tall and thin man in his forties with a pale face. Because of his thinness, his eyes look big and his face looks malnourished. He was once the "Logistics Minister" under Wood, mainly responsible for some equipment and other things, and was deeply trusted by Wood.

After Wood became a member of the upper class, in order to make his face look better as much as possible, he separated many things and hid them in various parts of the city. Several pistols were hidden in the western suburbs, as well as some modified cold weapons, which they used when they fought.

Robben grinned and raised his hand to give a military salute to the soldiers of the Star Empire, "Asking the boss, you will see those little cuties tomorrow!"

"Jiji, I'll bring two people tomorrow and help me get 100,000 yuan, and I'll need a denomination of five yuan!"

Jiji is not tall, has a very straight facial features, a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks more like a decent person than his gang. He looks strong and has very wide shoulders. He has been an athlete for a while before he followed Wood. Later, due to war and other reasons, the sports club in Trnele City was disbanded. He lost his source of life and could only go to the underground ring to fight black fists. Before Wood was discovered and signed with his subordinates, he had successfully killed three people on the ring, and was called "Sharp Claw Jiji" in awe.

After following Wood for a long time, he was Wood's personal bodyguard, almost ate and lived with each other. Even when Wood and his wife were exercising in bed, Gigi often sat on the sofa outside their bedroom. He was also Wood's most trusted person, no doubt.

Jiji tilted his head. He was not good at speaking, otherwise he would not have changed from an athlete to a black boxer. Perhaps it was because he was not good at speaking and rarely communicated with others that Wood could help him participate in many things with confidence.

After explaining one thing one by one, the characters in the city of Ritner who were enough to make many people frightened feel an inexplicable force spreading and rushing in their bodies. Perhaps because of this incident, their era is coming back.

After arranging everything, Wood is already full of confidence.

He has money and a lot of money, which is enough to make many gangs tempted and help him.

He has people and has a wide connection, and the police chief also calls him brothers.

How could he lose?

"He will definitely lose!" Also in a farm on the outskirts of the city, Du Lin said this firmly in front of many people.

Both Graf and Dufo were a little surprised, but they had maintained their calmness since last night. After all, this time the opponent was the famous "Woodman Wood" in the city of Tyneer. Almost all of these teenagers grew up in their stories. For these long-awaited characters, they instinctively had a fear that they didn't understand.

So Dulin knew very well that he needed to boost morale and inspire people, so that everyone could understand that they were not facing any ferocious beasts, but the same human beings as them.
Chapter completed!