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Huanggang District, the headquarters of the 'Vandals', where the lavishly decorated nightclub is located.

Outside the revolving glass door stand two men in black suits, who act as symbolic security guards at the gate, inspecting the guests who enter the building behind them every night and indulge their desires.

A black-faced umbrella was held high without a trace of shaking, shielding the owner of the umbrella from the drizzle falling from the sky.

The two black-clothed security guards glanced at each other, and the security guards close to the side of the visitor couldn't help but look at the visitor carefully, after all, the people who came here in the early morning looked a little suspicious.

When the visitor came to a distance of less than 5 yards from the gate, the security guard finally saw the face of the person under the black umbrella, and after being shocked, he quickly ran into the rain, and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Romong, the first floor is being cleaned at this time, can you go to your exclusive room? You are in the deluxe room on the third floor, but there are people cleaning every day, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go and inform Mr. Russell!"

The other man in black reacted at this time, hurriedly got into the revolving door, and went straight to the top floor.

"You know me?"

Romon took the umbrella and asked the big man with a flattering face.

The big man in the black suit next to him hurriedly took the umbrella, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

"Mr. Romon, your face is well known to everyone here in the headquarters, Mr. Russell posted your photo and let each of us remember it, as long as you come here, we will be humble to serve you!"

Nodding, Luo Meng stopped talking, and followed the man in black to a luxurious room in the innermost part of the third floor.

Not long after he sat down, and before the tea was even served, Russell, who was in a suit and leather shoes, had already knocked on the door and came in, first bowing deeply to Romon and then greeting Romon .

"The few hard bones you mentioned have become history, and the underground forces in the whole London are scattered from today onwards, if you can't unify them, then I have to consider a replacement......"

Russell's face stiffened for a moment before he said with a dry smile.

"Master, are you kidding...... Now that the 'Rattlesnakes' have disappeared, it is still easy for the current 'saboteurs' to integrate an underground force in London. ”

"What's more, today's 'Death Fighting Arena' has become a well-known place for those rich people in private, and many high-level people have connections with us, under such conditions, I will definitely be able to fulfill your expectations......

Standing up and patting Russell on the shoulder, Romon got up and left directly, and a clear voice entered Russell's ears.

"Do a good job, after the integration of forces, the scale of the 'Death Arena' can also be expanded, only 17 official knights have appeared so far, it's really too slow!"

The waiter who was about to enter the door with snacks and tea stood at the door a little overwhelmed, and Romon didn't pay attention to it, and skipped directly past her, and the wizard's eye came with the image of Russell's uncertain face, which made the corners of Romon's mouth tilt slightly.

Compared to the loyal Frank and Titch, Russell needs to be hammered from time to time to do a better job.

After exiting the 'saboteur's headquarters, Romon did not return to his quarters, but waved down a taxi and headed for Charing Cross.

......

Old Tom looked listlessly at the dozen or so guests in the tavern, and was a little speechless about the wizard who sat in the bar before dawn these days, ordered a drink, and sat down without saying a word, and the bar owner who seemed to have sparse hair.

It's just that he noticed the bone badges on the chests of these wizards, and he didn't bother them, even if they had affected the business in his tavern.

Others may not know who is behind the 'Bone Bell Tower', but Old Tom, who has a deal with Romon for intelligence and materials, is very clear, and Old Tom is always a little jealous of the young man who brings him a strong sense of threat.

The dilapidated wooden door of the dilapidated cauldron bar was pushed open, and the cold air from outside the room with a drizzle poured into the narrow bar, but no one complained.

Old Tom looked at the 'Crow' Titch, 'Thousand Faces' Mild and other wizards with names all stood up, their right hands bowed to their chests and saluted respectfully, and they already had a guess about the identity of the visitor.

"Hey, old Tom, long time no see!"

"Romong, you haven't been to my tavern for a month and six days, but I remember it clearly!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Romon said with a smile.

"Of course, your old Tom's head has the most ...... in all of London wizards."

"It doesn't sound like a nice word, but I take it as a compliment...... Need something, how about Norwegian wool pork?"

Gladly accepting Tom Sr.'s recommendation, Romon looked at Tom as he wrote the menu, knowing that this guy couldn't hold on for long.

"Oh, by the way, why do you have so many people in the Clock Tower of Bones coming to me? I'm an honest and poor jingle merchant......"

"Aha...... Nothing, we just need to borrow your fireplace here, and I know that your Floo Network node here has a connection to the fireplace of Three Broomsticks, and you can go directly there. ”

Seeing Old Tom's instantaneous change in his face, Luo Meng couldn't help laughing, and more than a dozen wizards with white bone badges stood quietly behind Luo Meng, staring at Old Tom without saying a word.

Beads of sweat slipped down his face, and Old Tom glanced around, finally turning his gaze back to Romong.

"You know everything?"

"I know a little bit, so I want to go over to the scene to see how it goes......" Romon said lightly.

"Voldemort will block all Floo Network nodes near Hogsmeade when they meet, so we'll have to come to you and go straight to Hogsmeade's interior. ”

"Don't worry, Old Tom, we're just some good wizards who are going to Hogsmeade to buy some items, Voldemort won't know we're coming from you. ”

"You see, there isn't a single wizard around who would know about it. ”

This sentence was already an implicit threat, although it was said by Luo Meng with a smile on his face.

Taking a deep look at Romong, Old Tom took Romong's Norwegian long-haired pork from the small window and handed the plate to Romong.

"Of course you can, but I hope to see you in the future, and I don't want today to be the last time we will see each other......"

Picking up a piece of golden meat with a fork, chewing it a few times and swallowing it, Romon showed 8 snow-white teeth.

"Of course wars kill people, but I'm confident that it won't be me, and besides, do you think Voldemort or Dumbledore have the qualifications to let me assist them......?"

A dozen wizards all let out a low chuckle, and Old Tom's face was shocked, but none of them were willing to explain it to him......

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