"So what happens if you don't follow the plan?"

Enjoying the service of beautiful women in low light, John wanted to know more, and candles could not dispel the hidden fears in his heart.

"Will you die?"

"Since our dear Mr. John wants to know, see for yourself. ”

The two blonde beauties stopped their movements, went to the window, and at the same time opened the side of the curtain, and invited John.

It was pitch black outside the window, revealing a mystery about the unknown, and he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, slowly approaching the gap in the curtain where only one person could stand.

The streets flashed yellow, pedestrians hurried into the nearby buildings, and several two-seater steam wagons sped from outside the city, and some people gradually emerged from the alleys on both sides, most of them wearing black suits, broad-brimmed top hats, or dark blue scarves around their necks.

These people are very much like the mafia, everyone has a ruthless face, although there are not many of them, but they are more imposing than the mafia.

By half-past two, even the street lights were all turned off.

"Who are they?"

John was lying on the window, still shaking, trying to overcome his fear of the dark.

"The guys who got out of the car were the people who really owned the city, the bosses behind our companies, and the others were their men. ”

"They're showing up every night?"

"Bosses don't usually show up at the same time, usually only one or two bosses show up to preside over the situation, mediating the conflicts that arise between the companies due to competition for customers or other problems, and it is rare tonight. ”

The blonde beauties were equally confused, but they didn't bother to dig into the cause, nor did they try to get close to the higher powers of the city, because the people who had done it were gone.

There are different rules of survival in every place, and ordinary people just need to follow them.

"Hehe, haven't you made it clear to me why you want to turn off the lights, they mediate conflicts outside, and they also have to care about other people's late night watching beautiful women?"

"Ha~"

Suddenly pounced on the blonde beauty, John still had an honest smile on his face, which caused the beauty to laugh again and again, and screamed annoyance.

The other blonde beauty was not upset that she had been left out, and after the curtains were drawn again, she sat back in the chaise longue and poured herself a glass of red wine and muttered to herself.

"I heard that the reason why you can't turn on the lights late at night is because there is a big boss who hates to see bright lights, and if he finds that there is still a light in any window, the room will burst into light and bang and blow up the people inside into meat foam. ”

"That's why we have a meeting on the street late at night, and it's better to find a conference room. ”

"But the city belongs to them, and they can naturally make the rules at will, just according to their preferences......"

The blonde woman picked up her glass and returned to the window, opening a small gap and looking down from the second floor.

John no longer paid attention to what was going on outside the window, he was completely immersed in desire, he had come to the city to enjoy his reckless life, and he did not bother to investigate the reasons for anything else.

And on the busiest street in the city of Makhnora, several bosses got off the steam cart and nodded to each other with unkind eyes.

"Okay, let's stop talking nonsense and settle business disputes first. ”

"Someone reported to the committee today that Hande deliberately sent capable people to the casino to play cards, although our black street controls the city, and even uses this city as the most important stronghold, but doing so will attract those pesky wild cats who are particularly sensitive to fishy smells......"

"Cats who are particularly sensitive to fishy smells?"

"Hehe, I like this title, your metaphor is apt. ”

An abrupt voice suddenly appeared above the street, and the men hurriedly turned their heads to search, but the sixteen bosses looked up at the same time.

At some point, a man in a gray shirt wearing a double-breasted leather jacket appeared above a steam car, standing under the bright moon, carrying a bag behind him, and an identification tag engraved with the logo of the Witch Hunter Guild at his waist.

He shook the sand and gravel off his clothes, and his lips were blown by the dry wind, and he looked dusty.

"Member of the Witch Hunters' Guild, Alger. ”

One of the bosses said Alger's name accurately, and his emotions did not fluctuate without any ups and downs, even if Alger had just heard about the violations in the black street.

"Hehe, it turns out that someone really knows me, I thought you had left the association behind a long time ago. ”

Alger jumped out of the car and landed firmly on the ground, only the warm moonlight illuminating the street, occasionally obscured by the passing clouds, making the street a veritable black street.

"Hahahaha, I'm very sorry, Mr. Alger, we thought that the internal members of the Witch Hunter Association were going to participate in the election of the new president, but we didn't expect you to come to our jurisdiction in the dark street, it was rude not to greet you in advance. ”

The other chubby boss laughed twice and tried to lighten the mood, while the other bosses just stood there with their hands in their pockets and didn't say anything special.

A mere witch hunter doesn't make their emotions fluctuate too much.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just need you to hand over the ability to kill two ordinary people outside the city now, and I can not be held accountable for other things. ”

"The evidence is conclusive, this is not a simple matter of violating the rules, the ability to use special abilities to attack ordinary people, this is a felony!"

Alger took out two bullets from his arms and threw them on the ground, the bosses frowned slightly, motioned for the people behind them to check the bullets, and whispered to the people next to them, wanting to know which company's subordinate capable person did it.

Soon the bosses got some information from their subordinates and looked at the other bosses, who shook their heads at the same time.

"Mr. Alger, I think you have found the wrong person, all the capable people in Makhnola City are here, no one is out of the city today, and they are not so bored that they go out of the city specifically to kill two ordinary people. ”

"If you want to kill ordinary people, we have ordinary killers to deal with. ”

It was still the slightly chubby boss who was explaining, his face was not smiling, and he could only see two gaps when his small eyes narrowed.

"Huh, huh?"

"Then I'll ask you again, didn't you send anyone to attack ordinary people on the night of the Spring Revolution in Brittus?"

Alger snorted coldly, instantly discarded his bag, and pulled out a folding sword from his bag, its sword body was connected by special steel bars and gears, and when Alger grasped the handle mechanism, the chain Gragra contracted, merging the three sword blades.

The faces of the sixteen bosses finally changed to varying degrees after hearing this, and they frowned suddenly, but they still did not rashly attack the witch hunter who showed their weapons, and at the same time let the nervous powerhouses behind them calm down and withdraw their weapons.

Now that Alger has not been able to produce direct evidence of Blackstreet's involvement in the Spring Revolution, the Witch Hunter Association will not take action against Blackstreet, and if they attack the Witch Hunter members first, Blackstreet will definitely be targeted by the Witch Hunter Association.