"You... No... Ahhh ”

One-Eye roared and coughed violently, each convulsion of his throat bringing out a mouth full of blood.

Grosso picked up One-Eye's machete, pointed at One-Eye's forehead as if he had just swapped roles, and asked disdainfully:

"Why can't I kill you?"

"West... Ciro, won't... Leave yours alone! One-Eye struggled to raise his hand and pointed to Grosso's nose.

"Hmph, it's this Ciro again." Grosso directly quenched a mouthful of phlegm and spit on one-eyed face, saying:

"I heard the name of this Ciro on the first day I arrived at the dock, Lao Tzu has never even seen anyone else, the guy who pretends to be a ghost, I will be afraid of his revenge?"

After listening to one-eyed, he laughed out loud, and the laughter was mixed with a violent cough, which was very tragic:

"I've seen too much... Ahem, the one who despises Ciro. You are a... That Lawrence is also a... You two... will be like those people... Dead... Worse than me! ”

These few words seemed to use up the strength of One-Eye's whole body, and when the last word came out of his mouth, One-Eye's head swung to the right, and he glanced at Lawrence with a complicated look, and then completely lost his life.

With One-Eye's death, the Sea Serpents gave up their resistance completely, and the remaining dozen or so people threw down their machetes and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Grosso kicked the one-eyed corpse with disdain, and then commanded loudly:

"Brothers, tie up the living and throw the dead into the sea! The loot is yours! ”

At this time, it happened that the elder Shaun also took the things that Lawrence needed, and he himself held a large piece of snow-white gauze in his hand, followed by two tavern waiters, and together carried a large barrel of strong rum.

"If you have money, I'll send someone to the tavern tomorrow." Lawrence glanced at the two waiters and said.

The two men struggled to lower the heavy barrel, and one of them nodded again and again:

"Of course, no problem, we can trust Monsieur Bonaparte's name."

Then, the two men took a cautious look at the dock, which was covered in blood and all kinds of bile, and hurriedly trotted away.

Lawrence scooped a handful into the barrel with his right hand and sprinkled it directly on the injured area.

"Shhhhh

Lawrence couldn't help but take a breath of cold air from the pinpricks at the wound, and then beckoned the patrols to come and clean the wound and bandage it.

In order to stop the bleeding, many of the team members cut their bayonets into strips of cloth and tied them near the heart of the wound, which also made them look like a group of beggars at the moment.

Looking at everyone's ragged, bloodied, and exhausted appearance, Lawrence couldn't help but blame himself a little, after all, it was he who misjudged Ciro's intentions to lead to such a battle.

By the time Grosso finished cleaning up the battlefield, Lawrence's wounded here had basically been dealt with, but fortunately, no one had injured their internal organs, and most of them were cut on their torsos and arms.

"Boy, can you still move, come and talk?" Grosso whistled and walked up to Lawrence very easily.

Lawrence nodded, struggled to get up from the ground, and the two of them found a place to sit on the dock.

"You kid has changed a lot, I can often hear your name here." Grosso was the first to quip.

Lawrence smiled bitterly twice and said:

"It's just a matter of doing something, but it's you, how did you attract such a big group of people in Ajaccio."

Grosso looked at the sea and recalled:

"After escaping from the White Rose that day, I swam to Ajaccio and found a few surviving sailor brothers. We lost our jobs, so we started from scratch from the docks here and developed a small gang as well. Later, you know, I had a conflict with that one-eyed and made a mortal enmity. ”

Lawrence couldn't help but nod approvingly, being able to establish a gang of dozens of people in a place like the dock in Xicheng District, without any roots, it seems that Grosso does have some ability.

"By the way, One-Eyed is dead?" Lawrence asked suddenly.

Grosso nodded, without the slightest sympathy for this brutal and arrogant man:

"When he dies, other people's corpses are thrown into the sea, and I keep his."

"What were his last words? I'd like to know. Lawrence also looked at the sea and said casually.

"It's nothing, I said that a bastard named Ciro would come and get revenge on me." Grosso replied nonchalantly.

Lawrence turned his head to look at Grosso and asked with a strange expression, "Do you know Ciro?" ”

Grosso's face was a little serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"I haven't seen it, but I know that he killed one of my brothers, a brother who has been with me for eight years, and I will not forget this hatred."

Lawrence was silent for a moment, but decided to tell Grosso what he knew about Ciro.

The other party saved himself more than once, and Lawrence didn't want to be ungrateful to watch Grosso die at the hands of Ciro for no apparent reason, and he didn't even know what happened to him.

After listening to Lawrence's description, Grosso also fell into a brief silence.

If it is really as Lawrence said, Grosso will not even be able to save his own life, let alone avenge the tragic death of his brother.

"Damn, it's a big deal, I'll pat my ass and find a boat to do my job." Grosso swore and scolded, but quickly lowered his head again and said:

"It's just that if I don't avenge my brother's revenge, I can't feel at ease."

"Maybe I can give you a better place to go."

Lawrence clapped his hand on Grosso's shoulder and said seriously:

"I'll kill Ciro, but I need your help."

"Help? What helps? Grosso frowned and asked, he didn't think that the leader of a small gang on the docks could help the famous Lawrence Bonaparte.

Lawrence did not answer directly, but pointed to Grosso's subordinates and asked:

"Can you trust these people?"

"They? Of course, there are a few brothers I have been friends with for almost ten years, and the rest are all subordinates whom I personally tested and selected. No matter how strong the ability is, at least loyalty is absolute. ”

Grosso, though a little strange, answered Lawrence's question seriously.

After listening to the answer, Lawrence's eyes lit up, if it was really as Grosso said, then a big problem that was bothering him might be solved.

"You and your people, how do you feel about being Ajaccio's patrols."

Lawrence pointed to his blood-stained uniform and said solemnly.

"Patrolman?"

Grosso grinned, pointed at his subordinates and said, "Me and these people? But you can't do it. ”

"No, you are very suitable, Xicheng District needs a reshaping of order, then the existing situation must be reshuffled."

Lawrence was not joking, and explained seriously.

Shuffling the existing situation, Grosso also understood that Lawrence was a major purge of the underground world of the entire West District.

Grosso opened his mouth, but hesitated not knowing what to say.

He knew that Lawrence was trying to target the gang leaders in the West Quarter, and it was clear that the other group of gang members were the best thugs.

Despite hearing about the good treatment of the patrols and Lawrence's reputation, Grosso was hesitant, he didn't like the sense of restraint under the fence.

Perceiving Grosso's hesitation, Lawrence continued:

"You just need to follow my orders, and I won't treat you as a subordinate. Besides, I will not lose you and your men a single silver coin of the wealth you deserve. ”