At night, the lower city where the commoners live is very peaceful, unlike the upper city of the nobles, the commoners who live in the lower city of the steel city, after the sun fades every evening, almost all of them return to their homes and will not go out again, because the lower city after night belongs to the gangs of the underground world, and good people can only avoid going out as much as possible.

Tonight, the three major gangs entrenched in Viscount Ryan are obviously brewing some big moves, and they will all gather the strong men in their respective gangs back.

When the night fell completely, the good civilians returned to their homes, and the members of the three gangs went into action.

Paine, dressed in a sunflower choir, followed Roland's side and muttered, "Well, I haven't had enough for dinner." ”

Hearing this, the lanky Roland turned around and gave Paine a shudder: "Shut up, you damn fat pig." ”

In the face of Roland's anger, Paine first closed his mouth, but soon couldn't help asking, "Roland, have you eaten enough at night?"

Holding his forehead with his hand, Roland roared helplessly: "You damn fat pig, can't you stop a little? During the day, because of you and us, we were almost slaughtered, do you know, we were really almost slaughtered." ”

Paine nodded blankly: "Well, I know, those two bosses are really too stingy, didn't they just sit with them?"

Roland almost subconsciously raised his voice: "Is that sitting down for a while?"

At the moment when his voice was raised, he immediately realized that the voice was too loud, and quickly lowered his voice again and asked, "Is that a matter of sitting for a while?"

Paine still asked confusedly, "So what is the problem?"

"That's ......" Roland was just about to continue to explain, when he suddenly found that when faced with the pig in front of him, all explanations seemed to pale and weak.

In the end, Roland sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's not dwell on this issue, let's think about how to make meritorious contributions tonight." ”

Paine was instantly excited: "I know we're going to smash the heads of those bad boys in the Brotherhood of Bad Boys tonight. ”

At this moment, Roland really felt helpless, and he wanted to smash the head of the fat pig in front of him first.

Paine was not wrong, though, for tonight was indeed the first collaboration between the Sunflower Choir and the Tavern Guild.

During the day, the two gangs were put together by the bad boys of the Bad Boy Brotherhood, and most of the gang in the lower city were arrested in the security office, and after nightfall, the two gangs reached a consensus to recover the account from the bad boys.

Therefore, the people who had successfully walked out of the garrison hall quickly regrouped under the orders of the two gangsters in the lower city.

Originally, Roland and Paine would have been punished by the Sunflower Choir because of what happened in the morning.

But tonight's events were very important, so the two of them made an exception and were temporarily let go, allowing the two of them to make meritorious contributions.

Roland felt that this was a great opportunity, and as long as he could perform well tonight, he would definitely be able to reverse his bad image in front of the choir boss.

It's just that what worries Roland is that this fat man Paine who matches him, this kind of brainless guy will definitely spoil his own business.

No, you must find a way to get this fat pig away, and you can't let him follow you all the time.

As he was thinking about how to get Paine away from his side, the smell of toasted bread suddenly hit him, and Roland suddenly had a good idea.

"Pop" slapped Paine on the fat in the back of his head, which had already begun to salivate, and pointed to the bakery in front of him, and said, "Fatty, didn't you say that you didn't eat enough at night? Then go to the bakery in front of you, and have a good meal, and when you are full, you will have the strength to carry out tonight's mission, and you will have the strength to carry out tonight's mission, go on, my dear companion." ”

Under the seductive smell of bread and the bewitchment of his companions, Paine had almost no power to parry, and took a step straight to the bakery.

But after running some distance, Paine turned and came back.

Roland, who was just about to leave, turned around and saw Paine suddenly appear in front of him, first startled, and then asked strangely, "Why are you back again?"

Paine said innocently, "But Roland, didn't you just say that we should work hard to make meritorious deeds?

Oh, this damn fat pig, do you even want to be angry with others at this time?

Despite scolding Paine in his heart, Roland still smiled on the surface: "It's okay, we're best friends, aren't we? ”

It's a pity that although Roland's performance was very bland and perfect, Paine still didn't turn around and leave immediately.

Seeing that Paine seemed to be about to say something, the other choir mates were already seen at the end of the alley gathering in a hurry.

Roland hastened to Paine and said, "All right, my dear fellow, go quickly, and remember to bring me two pieces of bread." ”

This time Paine didn't hesitate any longer, grinned and said, "Hahaha, don't worry, Roland, Paine will definitely bring you the best bread." ”

Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief as Paine walked towards the bakery, then took out his mechanical staff and quickly chased after the choir members who were walking down the alley.

Two gangs of the choir and the tavern guild gather silently in the night while besieging several blocks belonging to the Brotherhood of Bad Boys.

Roland's group had just arrived in front of the block where Uncle Raul's grocery store was located, and the choir was waiting quietly at the corner of the street.

The mechanical staff in his hand was unconsciously covered with sweat, and this temporary peace before the war was like an ordeal.

But for the gangsters, it's their chance to make a name for themselves, so it's worth the wait.

I don't know how long I waited, Roland felt a little uneasy in his heart, according to the plan in advance, they were really bad boys, and when the brothers appeared on the block, they swarmed up to give each other a fatal blow, but after waiting for such a long time, they still didn't see a single figure appear, is this a little abnormal? Could it be a trap?

The word "trap" had just come to mind, and the roar of "Tututu" Gatling suddenly came to mind.

Roland watched as his companion collapsed in the splatters of blood, and his pale choir robe was instantly dyed red.

"Quack, you little sunflowers, you still want to ambush us here? Do you really think that the Brotherhood, which is the head of the earth, will be afraid of you? Die, give me death, let you taste the taste of bullets." ”

The "squeak" gunfire continued, and Roland only had time to look back, and behind them, a strong man with a heavy Gatling fired wildly, and the tongue of fire spewed from the muzzle of the gun seemed to be the fireworks of the region, bewitching and beautiful but heralding the end of life.

The plan has been exposed, and it has been ambushed by the people of the Bad Boy Brotherhood, and I'm afraid the real winners tonight will be those bad boys.

The thought came to his mind, and Roland felt the bullet enter his body at the same time, and after staggering two steps, he did not fall.

Waving the mechanical staff in his hand, at the moment when the magic barrier bloomed, Roland yelled to his companions: "Hurry up and cast the magic barrier, block the bullets of any bastard, we Sunflower Choir can't just lose like this." ”