The low-rise houses are connected together, and there is no distinction between the front and back doors, and the narrow alleys that can only be passed by one person lead in all directions, but in each aisle there is a cross-flow of sewage, and the stench is terrible.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes glowed cold, searching for prey.

They are hungry, they are fierce, and they will not spare a stranger.

This is Rat Street.

It is famous in the District of the Duo and even in South Los Sul.

Everyone who sets foot here is terrified.

This is true even for the residents of Rat Street – because, you never know if the house you live in will be patronized by wanted criminals.

Most of the wanted criminals in South Los choose Rat Street as their shelter.

Some simply make Rat Street their last stop in life.

Therefore, it is becoming more and more unscrupulous.

However, even the most unscrupulous people only stayed on the ground of Rat Street, and in the underground of Rat Street, a place called Sage Alley, everything became regular.

The 'Rat Council' is the rule-maker.

In the same way, it is also the executor.

Those who do not follow the rules will not die, but life is worse than death - there was once a 'headhunter' who, after killing 21 people, hid in Rat Street, and the other party continued to maintain his old style and occupied a house of a civilian on Rat Street that night.

After cutting off the heads of the original owners of the houses, the other party carried the heads to Srattail Alley.

By the time the other party reappeared, it was already a week later.

The skin of the whole body has been cut, one eye has been gouged out, the eyelids of one eye have been cut off, the bright red muscles on the body are full of needles and maggots, especially the other party's arms have been cut into strands, but they are still hanging on the body, and every time they move, the flesh will not stop shaking.

The other party no longer has the momentum of a 'headhunter', and the first thing he said when he saw the civilians of Rat Street was 'kill me'.

The rat street civilian thoughtfully pinched some salt and sprinkled it on the other party's body.

Others are doing the same.

Eventually, the 'Headhunter' wailed in Mouse Street for three days before dying completely.

Everyone who saw this scene understood what the rules were.

Therefore, when someone saw the Dotas of the 'Rat Council' approaching quickly, they all dodged.

Dotas, the liaison of the 'Rat Council', is also the liaison between Rat Street and the outside world, and the same as the surrounding civilians of Rat Street, the other party is dressed in rags, but his body is tall and sturdy, and the fierceness in his eyes makes ordinary people tremble - although the original Dotas obtained the work of this liaison because of sprinkling salt on the 'headhunter', but in the next 10 years, the other party used practical actions to obtain the approval of the 'Rat Council'.

Similarly, Dotas did not disappoint the 'Rat Council'.

This time, it's no exception.

As Dotas entered a private house, the two gang members who were guarding the room immediately opened a secret passage - these gang members were all Dotas's men.

As Dotas became the liaison for more and more time, Dotas himself was no longer alone, and he had co-opted a considerable number of outlaws, making more civilians in Rat Street willing to follow him, as early as three years ago, Dotas was the leader of the largest gang in Rat Street.

However, when Dotas entered the clean secret passage leading to Rat Tail Alley, the notoriously fierce and ruthless liaison honestly washed himself thoroughly and made sure that there was no smell on his body, and then changed into clean clothes and moved on - the three adults don't like sloppy, unclean people.

Dotas took it to heart.

It's as if he remembered how his position came about.

After walking through the first passage, Dotas entered the second and third, and when he reached the sixth passage, a door appeared there.

The heavy gate was flanked by braziers, grease mixed with firewood, and the flames in the braziers burned brightly, dispelling the darkness and coldness of the earth.

Knock, knock!

Dotas cautiously knocked on the door.

Click!

The small window in the door was immediately opened, and a pair of cloudy and pale eyes looked at Dotas inside, sending chills down the contact's body.

Although it wasn't the first time, each time, Dotas felt as if he had been targeted by a snake.

Squeak!

The door opened.

Dotas immediately saluted the janitor respectfully.

"Your Excellency Urto!"

After a respectful greeting, confirming that the other party nodded, Dotas dared to walk inside.

Unfortunately, the liaison didn't see the three adults - looking along the corridor, at the end was a huge hall, not only wide and tall, without any decoration, only three pure metal black chairs in the center, the pointed back of the chair was three meters high, just to see it, it felt sharp and oppressive.

However, there was no one in the chair.

Dotas is not surprised.

The business of the three adults is here, but the residence is not here.

But it has nothing to do with him, he just needs to say everything he knows, and everything will be conveyed by the gatekeeper.

"Your Excellency, I got the news that the 'spirit medium' and the lady had a falling out, it seems that the 'spirit medium' is too high-profile!"

The gatekeeper was hunched, his cloudy eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, and after bowing his head slightly, Dotas walked away as if he had been pardoned.

When the contact had left, the gatekeeper pulled out a crystal the size of an index finger.

With a soft voice of [Tu Fuyu], the crystal lit up slightly, and the message was delivered.

At this point, the gatekeeper has also done his job.

Next?

It has nothing to do with the gatekeeper anymore.

Half an hour later, three members of the 'Rat Council' appeared in an empty house in the Shire district - it was put up for sale yesterday and was not an eye-catcher.

"I think it's a better option to use 'teleportation'!"

A slightly shrill man's voice sounded from the mouth of the man near the door, and the heavy cloak distorted the voice.

"I think it's a better choice to be discovered by the 'Forty-Six Towers' or the Earl!"

A calm voice rang out from the mouth of another man, who stood against the wall, also in a thick cloak, with the window in his hand.

"Or can you choose to quarrel here and tell everyone that our 'Rat Council' is infighting?"

The last man stood in the shadows, never seen.

"Well, my fault, I was just whining, not intentionally - maybe we should talk about that 'medium' and the other person's 'golden acorn'?"

The man near the door raised his hands to show his fault.

The one by the window didn't chase either, but he wasn't interested in what the other person had to say.

"I think we should contact the Earl directly!

South Los is huge!

Enough to have two 'Secret Gatherings', especially since both are under her control. ”

The other party said.

"Aristocracy cannot be trusted!"

The members of the 'Rat Council' next to the door snorted coldly.

"So you're going to provoke a 'psychic medium' who doesn't know the depths?

Moreover, it is still a 'medium' with a family?

They have been hidden for so many years, and they are only forced to be exposed because of the young man's show-off—your presence at this time is just enough to calm the anger of that old 'medium'! ”

The members of the 'Rat Council' by the window shook their heads.

Neither side was apparently able to convince the other.

Then, the two looked at the one in the shadows with great understanding.

And the one said slowly in a hoarse voice—

"We quickly knew what to do!"

(End of chapter)