Chapter 168: Killing Intent

Not surprising Wren's inquiry, Mrs. Ellie took a goblet full of red wine, clanged, and touched a glass with him.

The red lips took a sip of the mellow liquor, and Mrs. Ellie smiled faintly, and her voice was soft: "Some people are just pure red eyes, and they want to disgust you, not to be our enemy."

There are quite a few of them, and I'm not sure who they are, and they're not enemies.

However, there is one person who can be determined, drug lord Matt, who was kicked out of the circle of interests by us, hehe, very unusual. โ€

The drug lord Matt, whose base camp is in the small town of Conroe next to the city of Diramo, was not purged by the Public Security Bureau because of his collusion with some officials without irrefutable evidence.

Recalling this part of the information in his mind, Wren showed a sunny smile: "I'm happy now. โ€

What?

Confused, Mrs. Ellie examined Wren's smiling face and saw a terrifying glint in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Ellie's voice was a little low: "Are you going to do it?" I have to warn you that Matt has a lot of people, and you will offend them by doing so. โ€

Why does justice always fail to sanction evil?

Because some evil is parasitic in the flesh and blood of righteousness, and if you want to deal with it, you have to stab yourself and splash your blood.

What's more, there are many things that are black and white, and gray is the tone of the dark side of the world, which will not be arrogantly exposed to the sun.

Wren still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were very sharp, and he shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that I'm going to do it, it's someone who hired me and asked us to do justice."

I'm just too kind-hearted, so I asked for a cheaper price. โ€

Thorn Security Company, positioned as a "crime buster", he has already decided that after training the first batch of soldiers, he will be put into the actual battle in Conroe Town.

"You're not afraid of offending people? Such justifications are nothing but perfunctory. Mrs. Ellie asked, stunned.

She probably knew what Wren was going to do, all she wanted to do was to find a few people who had been ruined by the drug lord Matt, and say that she had accepted their hire to kill Matt.

Wren sneered: "Lady Ellie, it's them who should be afraid, have you been hiding in the shadows for a long time, and you have forgotten that the world is still bright."

It's them who can't see the light, don't think Matt is too great, what if it damages their interests, and they dare to openly shield a drug lord?

I've given them a fig leaf, and I'm not going to get them involved, but if anyone isn't interested, don't blame me for carrying out justice to the end. โ€

He's always been very disciplined, that's because of awe, but it doesn't mean that he will completely follow the rules, otherwise why would he create Thorn Security?

Backed by the Witcher Society, as long as he doesn't make a death to provoke other big organizations, or the 7th game. A few local officials, still have unclean buttocks, and he is really not afraid.

Choosing an enemy is very important, Matt is not bad, suitable for training, since he took the initiative to come up and send him to death, Wren does not mind killing him.

Mrs. Ellie looked at her with a smile, but her eyes were cold and cruel and Wren, and she couldn't help but feel a little chilled.

Wren leaned over slightly and whispered in her ear: "Madam, I particularly like a passage from the "Treatise on the Monarch":

Do you know what I like to do most as a monarch, a king, a tyrant?

Provoke wars, kill sentient beings, expand territories, and conquer everything.

I like the things of my enemy, I want to live in his house, sleep with his wife, beat his son, and then go to his grave and pour wine, recite epics in front of my subjects, and eulogize justice.

Those who dare not defy the law, are not worthy to be my brothers, dare not trample on morality, are not worthy to be my subordinates!

I came to this world to make the mountains and rivers red, and all souls weep and bleed! โ€

With a deep and deep voice, a hidden but terrifying murderous aura, with Wren's recitation, Mrs. Ellie's face turned pale and her body trembled slightly.

She was in a trance, and was gently slapped twice on the arm by Wren before she came back to her senses.

She looked at Wren with a gentle smile, a trace of horror flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Ma'am, are you not feeling well? Need me to check it for you? Wren said in a leisurely and nonchalant tone.

Matt gave him eye medicine, and even if Mrs. Ellie didn't say it, he would have known about it by investigating.

Strangely it was Mrs. Ellie's attitude, though she didn't say it explicitly, but she clearly wanted him to be at peace.

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Ellie whispered, "I also have contact with those officials, so I hope you will let Matt go, you will make it very difficult for me to kill him." โ€

She is currently in the same boat as Wren, and if Wren offends those guys, it may not affect her.

After drinking all the champagne in the glass, Wren picked up a bunch of mutton skewers on the table, took a bite, and said coldly: "He is looking for death by himself, then I will send him down!" Do you really think Lao Tzu has a good temper?

Madam, I advise you to recognize your position, Erwuzai will die a miserable death. โ€

Lady Ellie was silent, and it was obvious that Wren would not give her the opportunity to be a good person on both sides.

Sighing slightly, she felt that she had been on a thief ship, and she would be tied to this chariot in the future, and she didn't know if it was good or bad.

As for Matt, he used to have a little friendship, but now he can only ask for more blessings for himself, and she only saw the hideous side of Wren today.

Time passed slowly, and the charity party entered the stage of auctioning artworks, that is, the slaughtering of fat sheep.

Wren pinched his nose and spent 120 gold coins to buy a blue crystal vase, a watercolor painting, not to mention how greasy he was.

Finally, after the mayor Mr. Gavrilla recited the lengthy curtain call, the charity gala was over, and everyone left.

The moonlight hung high in the sky, the night covered the land, and the autumn evening breeze was very cool.

Wren and his party had already reached the eastern outskirts of the city, which was relatively deserted and there were no passers-by on the streets.

was very depressed, and Wren was scolding his mother: "MD, a broken vase, it actually costs 45 gold coins, why don't they grab it?"

And then there's that landscape painting, Nima, an unknown street painter who almost starved to death on the street.

Just a dozen years after his death, a painting is worth 75 gold? It's, it's only 6 gold coins a month to move bricks! โ€

Garcia, Higg, Jenny and Suzanne laughed, the town hall was indeed dark this time, and there were actually a few people who were deliberately raising the price.

The bottom price of the vase is 20 gold coins, and it has been mentioned more than twice as much, no wonder the boss who slammed the door was so angry that he wanted to beat someone.

Wen Xi burped, full of alcohol, holding a crystal vase in his right hand, and comforted with his left hand: "Boss, this bottle can be used for flower arrangement, and that painting can only be used as toilet paper." โ€

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xi realized that something was wrong with the situation, and everyone suddenly stopped talking.

Wren looked at Wen Xi expressionlessly, and said darkly: "You're smart!" Toilet paper, right? No problem, for the next week, you'll be cleaning the company's toilets! โ€

Wenxi: (เน‘ ฬ‡ใƒผ ฬ‡เน‘), what did I say wrong?

Pierced in the heart, old iron.

Flutter - hahaha - Suzanne and Jenny laughed wildly, and Garcia lit a cigarette and patted Wensy on the shoulder.

The last time he cleaned the toilet, he became the laughing stock of the company, and finally someone stepped on the thunder.

Higg slapped his thigh, gloated, and laughed out loud with a pig cry.

The group laughed and walked away in the night.

The next day, when Wren went to find Randy Mack, it also meant that Thorn Security was about to start making another kind of war money.