In the hall, blood flowed, the door to the room was wide open, and Wilde sat on the couch in the room drinking wine, Claire standing behind him.

On the sofa opposite the two, a middle-aged man stared at Wilder with an ugly face, his eyes full of anger.

The surrounding family leaders shrank in a corner with frightened faces, looked at the dozen or so guards lying on the ground with broken limbs, and then looked at the beautiful woman who was standing, and quickly withdrew their gaze, trembling.

"What do you mean by Mr. Wild? Are you going to be the enemy of my Miatolos? The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Uh-huh, why do you say that? Enemies of the Miator family or something... In this case... Didn't Mr. Bill see it? Is it Claire? You saw that too, right? Wilde smiled, his arrogant gesture undisguised.

"Poof, yes boss, Claire saw that too." Now Claire, who was behind her, chuckled and replied cooperatively.

Bill's face suddenly became even more ugly, black as charcoal, if it weren't for the fear of the other party's strength, he really didn't want to say this kind of eyes and pretending to be eyes so aggrieved! Isn't the corpse on the ground telling the story!? Enemies? That's inevitable! But why ask!? Because the other party is Wild! The vicious criminal who dared to blow up the Advance City and retreat in the battle at the top?

"So... What did Mr. Bill think about? How about having someone run the Chamber of Commerce for you? Rest assured, they are all professionals who will surely make Mr. Bill's business prosperous. As if he hadn't seen Bill's gloomy and darkened face, Wild took a sip of his wine and said with a smile.

"Bang!" Bill slapped his palm on the table, and the wooden table broke instantly, and the sawdust burst out and pierced Wild's face, and the swamp flowed out.

"You guy...! Don't think I'm afraid of you! In that case, I won't hide it! Miator is Capone Becky of the West Sea in the East Sea! You want to eat it! It's up to you to have that appetite! ”

"Someone!"

Whew! Dozens of men in black suits suddenly poured out of the room, and dozens of guns were pointed at Wilder and Claire.

The scene instantly became solemn.

Wilde finished his glass with a blank face, and gently placed it on the table that had shattered and collapsed.

Raising his hand, the sawdust on his face was pulled out, and a shadow hung over his face, making it impossible to see his expression at the moment.

The corners of Claire's mouth lifted a slight elegant arc, and the long legs of black stockings took a slight step.

"Do you want to do it? Boss. A gentle and sweet voice sounded, and Wild nodded slightly.

"Shave!"

A whirlwind exploded on the spot, and Claire, who received a response from Wilder, disappeared in an instant.

"Arashiko—Rose!" Claire's coquettish voice was heard in the air, and dense wind blades blew and fluttered.

The slash burst out of Claire's long legs, rapid, dense, and connected, and it was like a storm blowing in the room!

Blood flowers bloomed, shaped like roses, and the men in black fell down one by one screaming, and some tried to dodge but were powerless because the wind blades were too dense.

The flowers were bright red and bloomed bewitchingly, and Wild reopened his glass, the red wine as red as the blood spilled in the room.

The storm slowly subsided in the swaying red wine, and the room was quiet for a moment, before rhythmic footsteps rang out, and Claire stepped back behind Wild in her heels and stepped back to her feet.

"Puff puff!" Limbs slipped off their torsos, and the sound of blood gushing rippled through the room.

Bill's face was pale, his mouth slightly open, and he looked at the purgatory-like scene in the room, his lips trembling, but he couldn't speak.

"Give you a day to decide, and after a day, come to the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce by yourself." Wilde stood up, left a word, and walked to the door without looking back, Claire following closely behind.

Until Verde and Claire leave completely, Bill is still stunned, bloodless.

He took off his saliva, and a trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Elsewhere, a similar scene is playing, in the backyard of a tavern, in a wooden house carved with fish and insects, Baith grins and sneers and twists the neck of a man, dozens of knife-wielding guards lie in the room, and Yves wraps the whole house in a film that the sound cannot penetrate.

On the ground, a thick mucous membrane stuck a crowd of people, and the suffocation made them struggle in agony until they couldn't hang their hands and feet.

"What... Dead? Yves looked at this scene indifferently, and it took more than ten seconds before he realized it.

……

To the east of town, Beacon shook his head in strange dance steps, his eyes full of contempt for all beings, and a tall pile of corpses had been piled up around him.

Egger, with his dead fish eyes, sat on a rock and watched Beckon perform a dance.

……

In the west, Fran Peter rushed into the crowd with two short guns in both hands, his body jumping and flashing, looking more like a melee master, but the bullets fired in his hand showed that it was all an illusion.

"One, two, three..."

"Fifty-one."

With every bullet fired, Fran Peter would whisper, and every time someone would fall.

"I'm going to change my guns when I go back, these two guns are so bad, I miss my old guns." Fran Peter flicked his hair and flew away with a knife that had been slashed at him, frowning at his face, more beautiful than a woman.

"Tsk! I don't think you should be in the office, the combat team is your best bet, and... If you change the gun, I think you can find Ah Xin, maybe he has a way. Writing Limo said after punching out a bunch of people.

……

To the south, Ah Xin stood on a protruding stone cliff, the strange spear in his hand disassembled into a small short cannon, and a cannonball the size of three fingers flew out with a long tail of flames.

After falling to the ground, he plunged into it and escaped into the ground.

"Bang bang!" A powerful explosion lifted the land high, scorching flames erupted from the ground, and hundreds of people screamed and ran in the flames and fell.

"Ah Xin, didn't you say that it was better to negotiate first?" Bi Jia next to him shook his head, his tone a little helpless.

……

For three consecutive days, countless forces, large and small, were wiped out, and the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce completely left a great reputation among the Chenoyate!

In the next few days, the people of the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce subdued a large wave of forces without using force, and the people of the entire kingdom knew that the Black Snake Chamber of Commerce was the most unoffending existence.

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