By the time Carré walked out of the hospital, the sky had completely darkened, and the sky was covered with a thick layer of lead-gray clouds, in which there were occasional blinding electric flashes accompanied by violent thunder, and the air was filled with a chest-wrenching dampness.

It was a rare rainy night for Aliya, many of whom had seen rain for the first time in their lives, with their heads tilted up at the windows of their homes, looking curiously at the clouds rolling in the sky.

Carré glanced up at the continuously depressed clouds, and the corners of his mouth pursed a sharp arc, Rainy night, it's really a good climate!

Retracting his gaze, Carré continued to walk towards a bar under the command of the Jiang League, which was the territory guarded by Scarface.

The black door of the bar was closed, and a bright light was projected through the cracks, and Carré pushed open the door and walked straight inside, there were no customers in the bar, only a dozen people in the same gray clothes sitting together, gulping and laughing loudly.

"Jolys, that wild girl this morning is really fierce, and she actually made such a long cut on her face!" A man in gray smiled and gestured, and then said regretfully: "It's a pity that I was killed by the boss, otherwise Lao Tzu can enjoy it!" ”

"Hey, hey, it's a pity, but it doesn't matter, that wild girl doesn't have two younger sisters, she will definitely not grow bad in a few years, and her temperament is definitely much better than that wild girl, today I slapped them a few times and didn't even dare to scream." Julius next to him touched his chin and said with a lewd smile.

As an extremely remote frontier city, and because it is located in the Sahara Desert, there are no border guards stationed in the city at all, only less than a hundred city guards to make a appearance, the security in the city is very chaotic, and corpses can be found in the gutters almost every day, so they don't pay attention to it after killing people.

"Who, the bar won't open tonight, get out of here! Don't disturb the uncle to drink! One of the gray-clad men sitting outside looked up at Carré walking in, slapped the table, and said impatiently.

Hearing the low sound of slapping the table, those people all looked at Carré, and saw that Carré was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, his eyes were horizontal, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table: "Don't you see that the door is closed, my eyes are blind!" ”

They are the people of the Jiang Alliance, the number one force in the underground of Aliya, and someone dares to disturb them to drink, even if it is unintentional, they have already made plans, if this young man can't give them a satisfactory explanation, I'm afraid they don't want to get out of the bar completely.

You must know that there are many cadres in the Jiang League who are interested in fair-skinned young people, and if they are caught and honored, they may be promoted.

"I'm not here to drink at the bar, but I'm asking you two questions." Carré looked around the gray man in the bar and smiled, but the smile looked a little cold.

"First, excuse me, where is your boss Scarface?"

"Who gave you the guts to call us boss Scarface!" A few gray-clothed men who had already drunk a little too much frowned, slapped the table and stood up, pulled out the dagger from their waists directly, pointed at Carré's face, and roared.

"Second, who are the people who went to Sivir's house this morning?" Carré didn't seem to see the dagger flashing with cold light in front of him, and still smiled lightly.

As soon as Carley's words fell, all the gray-clothed men who were originally sitting stood up, holding scimitars, iron rods and other weapons in their hands, and looked at Carley with a sneer: "It seems that it is a smashing field, but isn't it a little rare to come alone!" ”

"Boy, you have a lot of courage, you dare to come here alone! I'll go! What can you do to me! The gray-clothed man named Julius slashed on the table, looking at Carré playfully, without a trace of nervousness on his face, how strong a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy could be.

The people around him let out a sarcastic laugh, and to them, Carré was probably a teenager blinded by anger, but it didn't matter, they would treat the boy well and wipe out his anger completely.

"Don't you answer?!" Carré's lips pursed slightly, a trace of coldness appeared on his delicate face, his blue eyes stared at the people in front of him, and said lightly: "It seems that I can only ask myself!" ”

In a flash of cold light, an incomparably sharp crosssword appeared in his hand, and Karley stepped out, his body bursting out like a crossbow arrow.

There was no fighting in the bar, only a few terrible screams, which then dissipated, and a few minutes later, Carré walked out of the bar with a long sword in his hand, and the snow-white sword, stained with crimson blood, slowly fell down the tip of the sword.

In the bar, the thick and bloody atmosphere was everywhere, blood spread on the wooden floor, and the originally arrogant dozen gray-clothed people all fell in a pool of blood, their eyes full of horror.

This time, they learned that strength is not directly proportional to age, which is a very practical knowledge, but the tuition fee is a bit high, and it is their life.

Bang!

A low thunderclap sounded, as if a fuse had been lit, and a torrential rain poured down from the rolling dark clouds, and the entire city of Alia seemed to be in the midst of a curtain of rain.

Walking down the street, Carré let the cold rain wet his body, only in this way could he barely suppress the killing intent in his heart that boiled like magma, and from those gray-clothed people, he learned how Scarface treated the three Sivir sisters, and Klee, who was just five years old, was actually knocked out by Scarface.

The red blood was quickly washed away by the rain, revealing the snow-white sword body again, and the faint smell of blood on Carré's body also dissipated under the rain.

After recognizing the direction at the intersection, Carré walked towards a rather large manor in the city of Aliya, the men in gray were not as tough as he thought, and after he killed several people in an instant, he told him the location of Scarface in horror.

Today is the birthday of the president of the Jiang League, and cadres like Scarface have gone to the president's house to celebrate his birthday, and this kind of birthday dinner is not just to celebrate the president's birthday, but more importantly, the president has taken advantage of this to promote some cadres who have performed well in the association.

In the vast hall on the first floor of the castle, a brand-new red carpet was laid on the ground, and many cadres of the Jiang League gathered in groups, holding crystal goblets and talking and laughing, but the kind of gangsterism they exuded had a very obvious sense of discord with this scene.

A young man with a scar more than 20 centimeters long on his face was smiling and talking to someone, and the distortion of the scar with his smile looked a little hideous.

Scarface is in a very good mood, not only did he make a lot of money this morning, but the territory he guarded this year was the most profitable, if nothing else, tonight would be the day he became the master of the Jiang League Hall.

(End of chapter)