It was already evening, and the streets were already full of pedestrians, and all roads were crowded with horse-drawn carriages, so that they could only move slowly!

On either side of the carriage, the streets are lined with shops and bustling crowds, and the city, which its residents call itself the capital of the world, is as bustling as ever.

"Ah, what a beautiful city!"

In the midst of an ordinary carriage, Mademoiselle Agnes de Nordlien sighed leisurely. "It's hard to imagine that I could leave it for ten years!"

The servant sitting next to him did not answer, but owed a little.

Agnes didn't expect any answer, she sighed as she looked at the city she hadn't seen for a long time.

has only been gone for ten years, and in this high-level city, it is like a world away, and she can hardly find many traces of the original.

However, it is still the same as in the past, bustling, beautiful and intoxicating.

Soon, when all the qiē is finished, you will be able to stay here and ...... Such a sentence sounded silently in her heart.

"Are we going to be late? The car is so slow. After admiring the street scene for a few moments, Agnes asked in a low voice.

"No, miss." The person next to him respectfully replied, "We have plenty of time to get there." ”

"Oh, that's good."

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage carrying them stopped in a rather spacious neighborhood.

This section of the neighborhood was home to some of the most successful and wealthy merchants, so the streets were wider. The houses are also relatively large, but there are not many pedestrians on the side of the street.

It was already the last moment of dusk, and all of them were floating in the dim light. It was as if it was about to be swallowed up by darkness.

Agnes and the people next to her stepped out of the carriage, and as usual, she was dressed very delicately, with a black skirt rolled up and a black yarke hat, which looked more white and calm. As if to shelter the remnants of the golden sunset, she walked slowly down the street with a small parasol.

"I've been to this place before."

I don't know if it's a memory or an exclamation. Agnes glanced around, then suddenly spoke. "However, it seems to have been turned upside down."

"Yes. Miss. Originally, there were some large mansions here, but they were bought and split up by a group of merchants, so it became what it is now. ”

[At that time, Paris was due to a large influx of foreign population, and many nobles went bankrupt. Therefore, some real estate developers will sell the original aristocratic mansions at low prices. Then they were demolished, the high-end building materials inside were sold, and a small apartment was built on the spot with cheap building materials. 】

"It's really tasteless people." Agnes raised an eyebrow and sighed helplessly.

After a moment, she asked, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" That's where he lives? ”

"You can't go wrong, the intermediary has already discussed with them, and the place is here."

"So, can they really use it?" There was a hint of hesitation in Agnes' tone. "It's just some rats."

"Even if it's a mouse, as long as it's useful, it's good." The servant replied respectfully. "And, miss, isn't the one who can best search around in the dark corners be mice?"

If you want to find people in this big city with a population of nearly a million, it is natural to find the most convenient way to find the help of those gang members who are the head snakes of the land-of course, the Duchess and Miss, who has been in and out of the mansion since she was a child, will certainly not have a very intuitive understanding of this.

"That makes sense." Agnes nodded slightly, then tightened her grip on the handle of the umbrella and continued with the other party.

Soon, after a long walk through the alleys, they stopped in front of the gate of a detached house.

"The time is just right, miss." After looking at the pocket watch, the servant whispered. "This is it."

"Well, why hasn't anyone come out to meet us now?" Agnes asked in a low voice.

“…… Maybe they don't believe us, right? There was also a hint of hesitation in the servant's words.

Although there were still some doubts in their hearts, the two decided to continue to act according to the plan.

The servant stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but when he put his hand on it, it was not closed at all, and with a slight push it opened.

Both of them felt a little strange in their hearts, but they walked in anyway.

It was very different from what they expected, and even after they walked in, no one came to greet them, not even to see them. They walked slowly along the vestibule, and the silence around them was eerily quiet.

Did something big happen? Or is there some conspiracy in this?

They glanced at each other, and they both saw the deep uneasiness in each other's eyes.

In the silence, Agnes felt an indescribable sense of uneasiness in her heart, and in a trance, she even felt as if the tip of her nose was wafting with the slightest smell of gunpowder - was it a hallucination?

After a moment of hesitation, hope still triumphing over hesitation, Agnes nodded again.

The servant, who had been given the order, went on again, but deliberately ahead of Agnes.

Through the short hallway, they came to the front door of the house, where the doorknob was in front of them, within reach.

If nothing else, the leader is waiting for them...... If there are no surprises.

The servant calmly stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

"Who? Come on in! The door is not closed! Suddenly, there was a response from inside.

Was it just a false alarm? The two of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With a hint of relief, the servant reached out again and grasped the doorknob.

Suddenly, a very bad feeling flashed in Agnes's heart, no, something was wrong!

She seems to have heard this voice somewhere!

However, she had just opened her mouth to stop it. The door has been opened, and then ......

There are two people now, and there is a large group of people inside. And there were several guns pointed at them at the same time.

Almost subconsciously, Agnes and the servant each jumped to the side, avoiding the direction the muzzle was pointing. Then she drew her sword from the handle of her umbrella, and the servant took out the pistol in his arms.

At the moment of jumping away, Agnes glanced at the scene inside the house.

Except for those who pointed guns at them. There were also some people kneeling on the carpet with their heads folded, and the room was very disheveled, apparently as if they had been invaded.

And in the midst of a mess. Several bodies lay on their backs on the floor, staining the red carpet even red, and their heads were pierced. Greeted death with a miserable but comical gesture.

"Don't shoot! It's your own people! ”

Then. A young man standing in the middle of the group of gunmen suddenly shouted.

No wonder it sounds familiar, it turns out to be Charles's friend.

Agnes, who almost thought she was facing a life-and-death crisis, finally breathed a sigh of relief and relief.

……………………

Rewind time a few hours ago.

At the request of the leader, some high-ranking cadres of the Hammer Gang gathered together at the residence of the gang leader Fog Tenena today to prepare for a gang meeting.

Although the name of the Hammers may sound tacky, they are already a well-known gang in Paris. The gang owns a number of brothels and underground casinos. It also has many subordinate gangs of small hooligans, as if it is already a high-level criminal gang.

And. Although I don't know the reason for this, the relationship between the gang leader and the police is very good, so he has also received special care from the police, and in recent years, he has relied on the police to take advantage of the rival gangs, and his power has become more and more powerful.

As the gang's business flourished, so did the gang leader, Mr. Fogh Tenner, and no one dared to disobey his invitation.

Nervous or excited, the gang leaders rushed to the boss's residence one by one, and then came to the living room together under the boss's beckoning.

The boss of the Hammer Gang has a very strong body, and his face is also square, revealing a fierce spirit. His skin was also the same hard-working bronz, but because he was already in his fifties, his temples had turned a little gray, which made the oppressive force a little less.

Although he was wearing a well-cut tuxedo and wanted to look more gentle, his demeanor was not as natural as those gentlemen, so he desperately tried to redeem this with a stern expression and stern gaze.

The cadres who were swept by this kind of sight, of course, did not dare to have too many abnormal actions, and after sitting for a long time, a cadre with a slightly higher status finally had the courage to ask.

"Boss, what did you call us here for?"

"Nothing, just wanted to ask about your recent harvest." He had suffered a slight wound to his throat as a result of a street fight, so his voice sounded so hoarse that it was hard to hear. But since he reached his current position, no one dared to laugh at him for it.

Then, he turned to look at one of his subordinates.

"Carl, you speak first."

"Okay, boss." The subordinate nodded, and then said a little nervously, "Recently, because the world is not very peaceful, the casinos on my territory are still relatively depressed, but we have recently destroyed several casinos of other gangs, so we have also attracted a lot of customers, and the recent performance has improved......

He then reported on the recent harvest of the site he was responsible for.

The boss listened quietly and did not speak.

After he finished speaking, the boss made a gesture, and then the others also reported.

After listening to everyone's reports, the boss kept his eyes closed and did not speak, and the tense atmosphere permeated the living room, almost so depressed that people could not speak.

"It seems that everyone's harvest has been very good recently, very good." After a long time, the boss nodded slightly, allowing the atmosphere to relax slightly.

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they also looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what consideration the boss had in suddenly calling them over unusually.

It's just that the boss has been silent and doesn't speak, so no one dares to say more.

"Lately, you don't think the wind is not quite right?" Another moment passed. The Boss asked another question.

"In what way?" The others looked at each other.

"Didn't you hear that? Maybe I'm suspicious......" The boss suddenly sank his face, "I always feel that this situation is a little unnatural lately, huh?" ”

"Nothing, right?" A gang leader asked, puzzled. "Nothing's wrong?"

"It's just that nothing is terrible, it's too quiet." The Boss asserts.

He also knew that this feeling was unfounded, but the experience accumulated over the years in blood and fire and the sense of smell that he had cultivated from several escapes from death still made him instinctively feel a danger.

However, from the expressions of the other people, he realized that his own opinion did not get their agreement.

It doesn't matter, let them be. Because......

"Seeing that everyone can still show in this kind of world recently, everyone has a part to work on. I can see it all. With an inexplicable thought, the boss suddenly sighed softly, "I hope." You can continue to stick together without me and work hard for the growth of the gang. ”

"Huh?" His words caused a wave of surprise among the others.

"Boss, what does this mean? Are you going to ......"

"Yes. I'm going to do it for a while and quit. The Boss nodded again. Over the years, I've lived long enough of this kind of life, and I want to take a break. I plan to go back to my hometown and buy some land, then live a rural life, and then ...... It's up to you. ”

When he talked about his plan not to do it, his expression was a little gloomy, but deep down he seemed to be full of relief and happiness.

In all his years of underground life, he had seen too much killing and death. How can we not feel relieved and glad to be able to leave this life now?

This kind of news given by the boss. It was a surprise and even a little shocking to everyone.

Then they hurriedly began to hold on - of course, it is difficult to estimate how much of this retention was genuine.

Old thing, are you finally going to fuck off? That's great!

Even if no one said it explicitly, the boss could feel such a sentence from the excitement that suddenly rose high in the room.

Hmph, after I'm gone, let's see how long you can be beautiful, a bunch of brainless idiots. He sneered inwardly.

"Okay, there's no need to keep it, I've made up my mind, I'll leave next month, and I'll hand over all the affairs of the gang to you when the time comes, I hope you can unite and don't let outsiders rob us of our benefits." After letting everyone hold on for a while, the boss finally said that he had made up his mind.

Under normal circumstances, a gang leader should be trained and appointed to take over by a second-in-one person before he plans to leave, but this boss decided to leave in a hurry, so he can't care so much.

However, after all, it was a gang that he created and cultivated by himself, and of course he didn't want to leave without doing anything. So next, he is ready to use the remaining prestige to allocate the territory in the gang first.

The other leaders had recovered from the shock just now, so they immediately threw themselves into the distribution of the gang's interests, although the boss still didn't dare to make a sabre-rattling, but the atmosphere became solemn again.

After arguing for a while, the boss couldn't stand it anymore, so he slapped the table angrily.

"Okay, you quarreled like this before I left, what will you do when I leave in the future? Don't gang anymore! ”

Only then did the noise stop everyone.

Only then did everyone remember that even if they were going to leave, the boss was still the boss, and he could decide everyone's life - this was the boss who killed many people with them.

"Since you can't handle it by yourself, then let me listen, I'll arrange it, and no one is allowed to complain!" The boss's voice was even hoarser than before, obviously a sign of anger, "Carl, I'm going to ......"

"Smack!" At this moment, a heavy noise suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Who?" They looked out at the same time.

There was a heavy sound of footsteps, followed by two dull gunshots.

Then, before they could react, the door to the living room was slammed open.

Then, a large group of people in black coats appeared at the door, all with guns in their hands.

"Don't move! Get on your knees! A loud shout reached their ears.

A man subconsciously reached into his coat pocket and tried to pull out a weapon from it.

"Bang!"

He was immediately shot in the head, and Yuan fell to the ground with his eyes open.

Blood splattered on the terrified people. (To be continued!)

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