"You・・・・・・ you!" The stunned fat man looked at the burly man speechless, but still scolded without knowing whether he was alive or dead: "Do you know whose territory is here, don't think that you dare to be presumptuous because you have a few money, you gentlings!" ”

Although he was hard-mouthed, the fat man also dared to be so eloquent when he saw that the clothes of Consition and Dante were not like the Novgorodians.

Especially in the slums, if they really disappear inside, I am afraid that even some small nobles will find it difficult for the police in the city to raise their spirits to manage it. Not to mention the Gentiles, after all, the city-republics never guaranteed the safety of the lives of the Gentiles.

And this man seems to have some background, otherwise he wouldn't have such confidence.

Such unemployed people are everywhere, and in the city dominated by industry and commerce, they are the ones who squat in the back streets and alleys every night, and there are many men who come to the slum streets to have fun, due to the economic downturn, illegal customs and industries are common, and there are not a few nobles or businessmen who come here to seek excitement, and some are afraid to show their faces, and they dare not take the big road and take the small alleys, these people have become the prey of these unemployed vagrants. They are very good at playing with knives, and even have firearms that are forbidden in the city, and they often gather in crowds to fight, pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and live on protection money, without fear of the law. Of course, during the day, they also do some errands to make a living.

And this fat man is this kind of gangster who started with a side hustle, after all, although his body is huge, he is really not suitable for doing some dangerous things in a narrow alley. In addition to pimping, this man also does the work of a guarantor and a tooth man, and of course the business he pulls is rarely legal.

However, because of this, this fat man's connections are definitely a lot, although he is a small person, but he is also a guy that ordinary people don't want to be involved.

However, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake but it is useless at this time, even if the fat man is a little rude, but Miłosz and Lukash will not care about this, they are from a foreign country and do not know who the head snake is.

The man pressed his fat arms behind his back and pressed them to the ground, and said coldly, "Don't let me ask a second time." Who is Dr. Fabre? ”

"Do you know who you got it for? You hillbillies, you don't even know your Uncle Hassan, you know that Lao Tzu is a subordinate of Shuvalov! The angry fat man could only restrain his hands, but he couldn't even twist his neck because of his bloated body, and he fell to the ground and his mouth was full of dust.

The little boy, who was startled by this scene, became panicked again, but was stopped by Constance Dante.

"Be like a man, don't be so easy to fall short."

"But・・・・・・ he is・・・・・・ he is Shuvalov's subordinate!" The little boy felt that his courage was about to be broken, and Constance-Dante may not have known it, but Shuvalov's fame was resounding in half of the slums, and everyone knew about the changeable figures, and it could be said that he was involved in the underground industry in this area. Of course, that kind of person doesn't care about a little person like Hassan, but he is not a fox and a tiger, with the accumulation of several years, this fat man has also won some powerful roles by virtue of filial piety. So his threat is not groundless!

"Noise!" Miłosz decided not to talk nonsense anymore, and the "click" was the sound of bones shattering!

"Ahh

"Do you want me to repeat it?"

"****** damn, I'm going to kill you alive!" Hassan sobbed and cursed, but still hadn't realized who he had provoked! In his opinion, the Gentiles who came to such a place were nothing more than a few stinky money, and there was no need to care at all. After all, when people go to a place where they think they are safe, they will let their guard down without limit.

At this time, his finger was broken, and Hassan thought that it was just the ignorance of these Gentiles, and that he could take revenge on them when the time came!

But the cold touch was felt in the back of Hassan's fat head, and some hard tube pressed against the back of his head. A pungent smell of gunpowder suddenly rushed into his nostrils.

The fat man immediately reacted to what was this, this was a short gun, this kind of Western gadget actually appeared in the hands of this foreigner, and suddenly, Hassan's whole body broke out in a cold sweat. Since the city has always strictly controlled guns, civilians are absolutely not allowed to own, and business travelers must also be handed over.

But this Gentile actually has a short gun, and even in the gray area of the slums, he only holds some earthen guns and cannons that are like two kicks.

He finally knew that he was in for a big deal!

"If your finger is broken, you can still connect it, and if your head is broken, can you still put it together?" Miłosz asked quietly, pulling the safety bolt open, and the sound of the bullet loading made Hassan's soul fly out.

"Don't ・・・・・・ don't, foreign affairs are easy to discuss, don't shoot!" Hassan, who was so frightened that he was about to pee his pants, finally softened, his face was full of distress and horror, a little person like him was just doing some side hustles to support his family, and even the things that Andre did were just small errands, and he met such a group of fierce gods.

"Then answer my question!" Miłosz's short hammer pushed hard against the fat fat at the back of his head.

"I say, I say!" Panicked, Hassan hurriedly said, "It's a doctor who lives on the 4th floor of Building 23 on 302nd Street, and I just took other people's things and sent these drawings to people." ”

Doctor! Miłosz and Lukash were overjoyed at the same time, and they had no place to hide in their iron shoes, but they did not expect that they would find here the man whom they had searched for two days without finding - the person the queen had most in her heart, Dr. Fabre.

It's just that they don't know, is that person really the person they are looking for?

The two looked at each other, and Lukashi asked, "Take us there!" "Although they know the address, they don't know whether it's true or not, and besides, the terrain here is so complicated that they can't find it, so the best thing to do is to let this guy lead the way.

"This ・・・・・・" Hassan's face showed a look of embarrassment, to be honest, these two fierce men, he didn't want to provoke them at all, he wanted to get rid of them quickly and find someone to repair the three Gentiles who didn't know the height of the sky.

However, the two Poles would not give him time to think about it, and Lukash said coldly: "Shoot, Miłosz, anyway, there is that little child, it's useless to keep this guy!" ”

"Good!" Miłosz replied without hesitation, putting his finger on the trigger.

"Don't, don't, I say, I say! I'll take you there! Hassan, who didn't think about it, finally said and agreed to the Poles' request.

・・・・・・

At this time, on the 4th floor of Building 23 on 302nd Street, a doctor in a sloppy white coat was drunk, not knowing that trouble was approaching. (To be continued.) )