"Your Excellency, please... Please come with me. Under the incredulous gaze of the gang members, Oga Kumas sweated profusely and led the three Lawrence through the spiral staircase deep in the hall to a spacious and secret room high up in the cavern.

Unlike the messy and dirty style of the sewers, this room is luxuriously decorated. There was no pervasive rancid smell of sewers, the furniture was furnished, the walls were plastered with lime, there were two slightly moody landscape paintings hanging on the bedside, and even a slightly faded Persian carpet was laid on the floor.

And the only person who can have such a beautiful dwelling in the stinking sewers is Oga Kumas, the king of beggars.

Lawrence left Grosso and Yaan, two personal guards, outside the door, and followed Oga Kumas into the room.

The gang below watched Lawrence walk into the beggar-king's dwelling with wide eyes, and asked, "Who the hell is that boy?" How could the leader be so out of shape and still be eligible to enter the leader's residence?! ”

"Hell, what kind of big man is it? Like... Mistress Dubarry like that? ”

"Go, go, Lord Jean Dubarry, that's black and white, it is said that even the palace has his connections, and the chiefs are like minions in front of him, how can that kid be compared to Lord Dubarry."

"That's right, maybe that kid is one of Master Dubarry's men."

"Well, if only I could do something for Lord Dubarry, it would be a gift from God." ...

"You may be seated, Your Excellency." Oga nervously beckoned Lawrence to sit down, the fine sweat on his forehead had not faded until now, and even his hands were hanging on his laps with nowhere to rest.

Although he was in his own home base, Oga Coomas's panicked and anxious appearance made Lawrence seem to be the master of the place.

The rest of the gang might have been surprised by their leader's bizarre behavior today, but only Oga Kumas knew how much power the young man in front of him had.

He still remembers that just a few months ago, the previous king of beggars suddenly disappeared mysteriously, his fate unknown, and he was elected as the new gang leader.

And before Oga Coumas could rejoice, an event occurred that shocked the entire Parisian underworld: hundreds of elite soldiers of the Parisian city defense force rushed into the sewers, smashed into the lair of the beggars, and easily knocked the new king of the underworld unconscious.

By the time Oga Coomas opened his eyes again, he was already in the dungeons of Duke Choiseul.

It was there that he first met His Excellency Lawrence Bonaparte. Oga Coomas, who was tortured and dying at the time, also faintly heard Lawrence and the Duke of Choiseul talking.

He knew that if it weren't for the casual intercession of this Lord Bonaparte, he would have been a dry skeleton in the dungeon of the god-like duke.

Not to mention this life-saving favor, the power and position of His Excellency Bonaparte alone made Euga Coomas extremely glad that Fang had not made any impulsive moves.

If this lord makes any mistake here, I am afraid that for years to come there will be no living creature in the whole of Parisian sewers except rats and maggots.

"Your Excellency, please forgive me and my subordinates, they don't know your identity, so they seem so... Off color. Oga Kumas looked at Lawrence cautiously, and said tentatively: "But I really didn't expect you to appear here, I didn't expect you to appear here, I didn't expect at all, if you need my words, you can send someone here at will, why let you yourself..."

Unless... Oga Kumas suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, he was naturally not a fool to be elected as the ruler of the sewers, and he reacted instantly at this moment, I am afraid that there is really some ulterior responsibility to be handed over to him.

Lawrence still looked unhurried, looked at the residence of the leader of the largest gang in Paris with great interest, and said casually: "Don't be so nervous, I also understand your subordinates, a group of outlaws saw three strangers, and it was normal for them to react like that." Lawrence's gaze swept over the furnishings in the room and focused on Oga Coomas's face, and whispered, "Tell me about your gang, Mr. Oga if you don't mind." Euga Coomas subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and as soon as he heard this question, he became even more sure that His Excellency Bonaparte had a heavy responsibility to hand over to him, so he hurriedly replied: "I don't mind at all, Your Excellency, as you can see, we control the entire sewers of Paris, and all the people who inhabit it, whether murderers or robbers, are under our control, and for this reason, we have long been known as the squirrels of the sewers, and the squirrels have become synonymous with gangs." As he spoke, Oga Kumas pulled down the collar of his chest slightly, revealing a fist-sized tattoo under his collarbone, a lifelike gray mouse with cunning and ferocity in his eyes.

Lawrence nodded slightly, the sewers of Paris were already a gathering place for thugs, wanted criminals and homeless paupers, and even Marat, the leader of the Jacobins during the Revolution, had succumbed to the sewers for months to escape from his political enemies.

"How many gangs are there?" Lawrence continued.

"It's... There are six or seven hundred core members, basically some shady thugs and wanted criminals, most of whom are scattered in the sewers. Oga Kumas only hesitated for a moment, but still told all the confidential information very honestly: "As for the members of the periphery... I'm afraid there are thousands, many of them petty thieves, even ordinary poor people, who have joined the gang only to seek refuge as the king of beggars... Especially this winter, there are a lot more peripheral members joining the squirrel. ”

"This winter? Because of the subsidy? Lawrence asked casually.

"Exactly, Your Excellency." Oga Coomas sighed, he wasn't like the thugs who were all but money, liquor, and women.

He still has pity and sympathy for the poor and the poor members who are in a difficult situation, after all, he was one of them, which is why Oga Coomas was able to win out from a crowd of fierce thugs with this thin body to become the new king of beggars: "This winter is very difficult, the number of poor people seeking to join the gray squirrels has increased a lot, I also tried to do something to rob the rich and help the poor at first, but the Paris police force began to patrol a few years ago, which made it difficult for us to carry out our operation, All I can do is absorb the desperate poor into the squirrels, lest they freeze to death one night..."Halfway through, Oga Coomas cautiously glanced up at Lawrence's face before continuing: "Also, the other day your Excellency held a charity auction, which did ease the anxiety of many people, but... There has been no news of that money for several days, and many people have lost faith and started to contact us again to make a living. Lawrence listened silently, just nodding his head, all of which was in his expectation.

However, he Lawrence did not intend to reveal more details of his plans to Oga Coomas, and with the current status of this young man, he did not deserve to know those deeper things.

Oga Kumas looked at Lawrence expectantly, thinking that he could learn something from the adult's mouth, but Lawrence shook his head and changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Oga Oga should be considered a servant in the gang, right?" ”

"Yes, my lord, they are very supportive of my orders." Ou Jia was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and replied truthfully: "This may also be due to the last surprise attack launched by the city defense army on us. ”

"A surprise attack by the city defense forces? I seem to have some impressions..."Lawrence also recalls a little, remembering that the last time the Count of Falcone launched the King of Servants to attack him, Lieutenant General Jacques Philippe directly mobilized an elite battalion of the city defense forces of Paris to raid the sewers and capture the King of Servants back to the duke of Choiseul's dungeon.

Unfortunately, the last king of the beggars who ordered the attack on Lawrence had long since been disposed of by the Duke of Richelieu, and the leader of the squirrels at that time was already Oga Coomas, and the Duke of Choiseul did not get any valuable information from him.

Oga Kumas smiled bitterly and said, "As soon as the attack of the city defense army began, I knew that I was invincible, but I also knew that those soldiers were coming at me, so I took the initiative to surrender and take prisoners, in exchange for the soldiers' promise not to hunt down other gray squirrel members... To be honest, I didn't expect to be back in the sewers alive, and after this incident, the elders of the gang would basically tend to support me. Lawrence also glanced at Oga Kumas with a little surprise, no wonder this emaciated young man with no power could become the leader of those vicious thugs, and this courage and character were rare to see.

If it weren't for this feat of sacrificing his life for the sake of the gang, Oga Coomas, the temporarily elected king of beggars, would not have been able to fully convince the public.

Of course, this is undoubtedly good news for Lawrence, and only if Oga Coomas has enough control over his men will Lawrence feel comfortable entrusting him with an important and secret mission.

Lawrence pondered for a moment, and took a sip of black tea mixed with rum - the grey squirrels in the sewers were accustomed to mixing water with the same amount of wine as sailors at sea in order to get a clean, non-toxic source of water.

After swallowing this strange tasting alcoholic tea, Lawrence said slowly, "Mr. Ogara, I was thinking, maybe you can do a few things for me. And the nervous Oga Kumas waited for this sentence, he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, quickly got up and nodded: "My lord, you have saved my life, what needs to be done, my lord, you just say it." Of course, Oga Coomas was so eager not just to repay Lawrence's life.

His first concern is the future of the Squirrel Gang. Prior to this, the reputation of the King of Servants was able to shock the entire Parisian underworld, in addition to the large number of members and long heritage of the Squirrel itself, there was also a very important factor - the gang had Jean Dubarry as a backer behind it.

Although in Lawrence's view, Jean Dubarry was nothing more than a rich pimp, at most a lackey of the Richelieu family, it was because of his relationship with Madame du Barry.

But in the eyes of those ruffians, thieves and robbers, Jean Dubarry is definitely a legend in the hearts of these people.

With more than a dozen shops in his possession, high society and unparalleled influence in the underworld, even the leader of a top gang like the King of the Beggars depends on his nose to survive, and it can be said that every gang member dreams of living like Jean Dubarry.

And it is precisely because of the patronage and protection of Jean Dubarry, and even the Count of Falcone behind him, that the squirrels have been able to dominate the underground world for a long time.

After all, without an official background, the Paris City Hall and the police force would not tolerate a gathering of hundreds of extremely dangerous felons.

However, with Jean Dubarry under house arrest by Lawrence and Count Falcone imprisoned in the Palais de Justice prison, two of the most important patrons of the Grey Squirrels collapsed.

Although the gray squirrel still maintained its dominance of the underworld for a short time, Oga Kumas knew very well that the gray squirrel without a backing was like a grand mansion with a large but hollow and fragile body.

By the time the rival gangs find out, the fragile mansion will surely collapse.

Thinking of this, Oga Kumas's eyes when he looked at Lawrence couldn't help but feel a little more warm and sincere.

Jean Dubarry was nothing more than an ant in the hands of this Lord Bonaparte, and if he could shelter the whole gray squirrel, then there would probably be no more noise in the underground world of Paris in the future.

This is why Oga Coomas accepted the commission without waiting for Lawrence to say what he had commissioned, and he had secretly vowed to hand over a satisfactory petition to His Excellency Bonaparte.

Lawrence glanced at Oga Kumas's expression with an indifferent expression, and had already penetrated the inner thoughts of the king of beggars who cared about the gang, and said softly: "Very well, Mr. Oga Oga I hope you will remember every word I say next, because there is no evidence that I have been here except for the memory in your mind." Oga Kumas immediately nodded solemnly, it was not the first time he had done those dirty jobs that were not visible, he knew that the most important thing in this kind of action was secrecy, and Lawrence naturally would not leave any physical evidence that could prove that he was the mastermind behind the scenes.

"First of all, I need you to send someone to spread some news." Lawrence lowered his voice and said: "As for the seven million livres of the charity auction at the Paris Comédie, within three days, I will let the whole of Paris know that it was Madame du Barry who embezzled the seven millions." Oga Kumas's pupils shook, but quickly returned to normal, and then nodded solemnly to indicate that he understood.

Although he was vaguely aware that he seemed to be caught in a greater storm, Oga Coomas knew in his heart that if he wanted to be the black glove of Lord Bonaparte, he could not ask a word more than he should ask.

Lawrence continued with satisfaction: "Second, you should know that a few years ago, there were several protest rallies among the citizens against the winter subsidy, right? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency, there are some members of the Squirrels who are also involved, but they all went there voluntarily, not by my orders." Oga Kumas hurriedly replied.

Lawrence bowed his head slightly, and said directly: "Three days later, on January 19, I need you to instigate another protest rally in front of the Palace of Justice on the Île de la Cité, and the demand is that the High Court will try Madame du Barry, and the scale of the rally will be as big as you can." ”

"As big as you can...?" Oga Coomas repeated Lawrence's words with a slight distraction, and there was a shock in his eyes that could not be concealed, and he was already somewhat confused about what this Lord Bonaparte was trying to do.

But despite this, he gritted his teeth and nodded his head to indicate that he understood.

"Thirdly," Lawrence did not give Oga much time to think, and commanded directly, "while inciting the protest rally, I want you to send three hundred armed men to the villages in the eastern suburbs of Paris to carry out a pretended raid, and if you encounter the city defenders who come to stop you, retreat all the way east, until you get rid of the pursuers and return to Paris." ”

"Fake looting? Oga Coomas looked at Lawrence in a daze, and even in front of the adult, he couldn't help frowning, completely unaware of the purpose of such a strange and dangerous behavior.

Lawrence glanced at the confused Oga and thoughtfully reminded, "I hope you've written it all down, and if you have any questions, you can just say it." Oga Coomas licked his lips in embarrassment, and after hesitation, he looked at Lawrence and asked, "My lord... Are you sure you want to do these things? It's okay to spread the news, but to incite protest rallies ... You should also know that the Paris police force has been under martial law these days, and even if this protest is agitated, it will not last long, the police patrol will soon arrive, and the nobles in court will not tolerate us making trouble in front of the Palais de Justice, and it is impossible to agree to your request... Maybe even the palace will be alarmed. Before he could finish speaking, Oga Kumaster stole a glance at Lawrence's expression to make sure the adult was not angry before continuing: "Also, you said that you were going to send someone to the eastern suburbs of Paris to carry out a fake robbery?" But the cavalry battalion of the city defense will arrive in the blink of an eye and capture us all, and it is impossible to retreat eastward, as you say, until the pursuers are thrown back. ”

"In other words, you're worried about the police, the High Court, the Palace of Justice, the City Guards, and the Royal Palace?" Lawrence couldn't help but sneer and shook his head and asked.

Oga Kumas looked at Lawrence's smile that couldn't help but smile, hesitated for a moment, nodded after a moment, and said seriously: "Yes, Your Excellency, as long as any of these parties intervene, I'm afraid that these things you have entrusted me will not be completed..."

"I think we must have some trust in each other, Mr. Ogga, and I trust you to do these things, and I ask you to do it with trust; As for the forces you're worried about—" Lawrence gradually retracted his smile and said slowly, "You can rest assured, they are all in place. ”