In various neighborhoods, various forces have been fighting constantly recently. As the force that was initially attacked and retreated, although the gang boss and some brothers are still alive, they were reduced to losers in the attack and are already on the verge of retreating.

Already.

The fight between various forces in front of them basically has nothing to do with them.

After all, they had lost their territory, and the people under their control were dying and running away. Now the only ones following him are brothers numbering thirty or forty. Who have any qualifications to fight with those who occupy the territory?

, forces with many people compete against each other?

Thinking of this, the change in mentality made the gang leader Barenque, who was paralyzed in a dilapidated house, look even more depressed.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the house, which made Barenke, who was in a daze, come back to his senses...

Dragging his slightly heavy body, Barenque leaned against the window and glanced down.

I saw a man wrapped in a linen robe coming from nowhere outside the house on the first floor.

And the eight or nine brothers under his command had already surrounded that man.

"what happened?"

Facing this battle, Barenque frowned.

The boy downstairs, after looking up and seeing Barenque, hurriedly reported.

"Boss, this guy said he wants to see you."

"..."

After hearing this, Barenke's eyes fell on the figure wrapped in robe again.

After hesitating for two seconds, he said...

"Bring people in."

This house was a retreat specially reserved for himself when Barenque occupied a piece of land and enjoyed unlimited glory.

Barenque, who had been attacked by other forces at night and suffered heavy casualties among his brothers, decisively chose to give up his territory, fled here with his remaining brothers and hid.

In the warehouse under this house, Barenke has stored a lot of grain, and also hid nearly half of his assets over the years. This allows him to take brothers No. 30 and 40 with him even after losing his territory.

I can still live my life without living on the street.

The man wrapped in a robe was quickly taken to the second floor.

There were thirty or forty people, which didn't sound like a lot at first glance, but crowded in the room, it was a dark crowd.

In the current situation, this group of people are already exerting pressure just by standing there.

However, the man standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by such a group of people, didn't seem nervous at all.

Even through their loose robes, Barenque could tell that these two people were relaxed.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The next second, an ordinary male voice spoke...

"I'm here to do business with you."

"Business……"

When Barenque heard this word, he sneered, and then his eyes fell on the other person again.

"I don't do business with shady guys."

The meaning of Barenque's words was already obvious, and the man did not hesitate about it. He simply took off the wide hood on his head, revealing a slightly thin and surly face.

Staring at the other person's face, Barenke searched his memory for a while.

In his memory, there was no such person.

Of course, it is also possible that he has seen it but forgotten it. After all, although his memory is good, it has not reached the point of photographic memory.

"Tell me, what business are you talking about?"

In response, the man smiled faintly, and then said those four words unhurriedly.

"Weapons business!"

Upon hearing these four words, Barenke's expression suddenly changed slightly, and there was a commotion among the younger brothers around him.

In this lower city, making weapons is strictly prohibited.

Of course, gangsters like them must have some private goods on hand, but the quantity is not large.

At the same time, if ordinary gangs have weapons, they must hide them themselves and cannot sell them to others to increase the strength of other forces. Doesn't this increase the threat to themselves?

At this moment, various thoughts kept flashing through Barenke's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Barenque, who seemed to have thought of something, stared into the opponent's eyes, and then made a murderous sound...

"The weapons in the hands of those bastards who attacked me before were probably bought from you, right?!"

"Yes, the other party did buy those weapons from me."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room immediately exploded.

That night, they suffered heavy losses. Not only did they lose their territory, but a large number of their brothers died.

The fundamental reason is because of the dozens of armed people on the other side.

If these weapons were sold to the other party by the person in front of me, then the hatred would be huge!

Thinking of this, many people in the room began to clamor to kill the man in front of them.

Unexpectedly, Barenque, who was originally full of murderous intent, suddenly roared...

"Shut the hell up!!!"

As a gang leader, Barenque may have very average business abilities, but he is very good at fighting and has a smart mind. Therefore, many of his brothers still obey him.

This can be seen from the fact that he is now in such a state of desolation that he still has thirty or forty younger brothers following him.

At this time, Barenque roared, and the room suddenly fell into silence. During this entire process, Barenque's eyes were always staring at the eyes of the man in front of him, as if he wanted to see from the other person's eyes.

Something comes.

"Then you still dare to appear in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I will destroy you directly?!"

As he spoke, there was a muffled sound, and a machete with blood stains on it was suddenly inserted into the wooden floor in front of him.

In this regard, the man's expression remained calm.

"Since I'm here, I'm sure of getting out alive. As for what you just said, I don't think I did anything wrong."

This time, Barenke unexpectedly did not interrupt the other party, as if he wanted to hear what the other party could tell him.

"Not to mention that I don't know who they bought weapons to kill, so what if they knew? Do I have any friendship with you? I am a weapons seller. Customers come to your door and bring money. I have

What’s the reason not to make this money?”

"So, now you want to come to my place and make another fortune?"

"That's right. As a businessman, wherever there is business, you will go there. I guess you are not willing to be in trouble like this, right?"

After hearing this, Balk took a long and heavy breath, as if he was adjusting his emotions, and then nodded, as if he accepted this statement...

"what price?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the boys around him suddenly became anxious.

"Boss!!"

Faced with this unexpected situation, Barenque shouted to stop again.

"Okay, everyone, please calm down. They are right. They are open to do business. They are not related to us. Why shouldn't we do the business that comes to us?"
Chapter completed!