our family is gone

Chapter 440 It's Time to Kill!

"See, this is what will happen if you dare to offend us!"

And the guy who cracked the whip raised his whip and shouted proudly.

He was originally a fishmonger, but after being monopolized by the gang, he lost his job and became a person who could not survive like those who were watching.

Back then, he and many other fishmongers were severely beaten by gangs, and everything they had to survive was taken away.

But when he found out that these two people were secretly fishing, he reported them in order to join the gang.

"Damn it, why didn't I discover it?"

"Shit luck usually shortens your life."

"Look at that guy's appearance, why can't he die?"

There was envy and jealousy in the eyes of the people around him, but the helpless look with gritted teeth allowed him to enjoy the benefits of strength.

Thinking of this, his skinny body inexplicably showed strength, and he whipped it with his backhand, with a smile on his face that was heading towards the future.

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

The man squeezed his way in from the crowd, and felt heartbroken when he saw the miserable state of his parents' suffering.

And his appearance also made the onlookers have some fluctuations in this boring game. They were just watching the game for fun, and they wished that things would get bigger.

The same gang members also noticed the man. The little leader obviously didn't expect that someone would come forward. He immediately raised his hand and a few energetic young men forced him forward while playing with the daggers and daggers in their hands.

"My lord! My lord! This is just a misunderstanding." No matter how anxious the man was, he subconsciously showed that flattering smile on his face, went directly to the little boss, and handed the money bag to him with a little cover.

"My parents only washed their feet in the water, not fished. How dare they disobey the adults' orders? This must be a misunderstanding."

The little boss didn't expect that this guy who looked like a refugee was actually rich, and he didn't realize it for a while.

However, the movement of reaching out was not unfamiliar at all. After weighing it in his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Hmm~ There is indeed a little misunderstanding here."

The man was relieved when he heard this. Let's not talk about money for now, as long as people don't suffer.

But the little boss put the money bag back into his pocket and immediately changed his mind.

"So we still need a more detailed investigation."

The man has also been working in the business group for many years, so how could he not know what this meant?

It was obviously asking for bribes, but this was not enough to satisfy their greedy appetite and wanted more.

Men have no meaning in living anymore. They have abandoned the meaning of money and don’t care about the money at all.

It's a pity that he forgot who these guys are. If you reveal your wealth in front of them, how can you let them go without knocking your bones and sucking out your marrow?
But the problem is that he has no money!

"Brothers have to help you investigate, there are so many people, right?" The little boss thought he didn't understand, so he simply hinted.

"This is the little money I have left, and it's all here."

"With this little money, you can only choose one. You choose it yourself." The little boss's face turned cold and he showed his cards directly.

He didn't believe it. Who still had money at this time? There was a way to get it, and it was definitely more than that.

The man fell into silence, but when he came, he already understood that it was not that simple.

"You might as well kill them and I'll take the bodies back."

"Are you threatening me?" The little boss became furious and raised his hand, "Catch him and hang him up!"

He didn't believe that he would be dishonest after being sentenced!

The energetic young men immediately gathered around after hearing the little leader's words, gesticulating with the weapons in their hands.

If the man had surrendered directly before, but now he didn't have much fluctuation when facing those people, his calm appearance put pressure on the mental young man.

In the past, ordinary people would kneel down and beg for mercy when they saw this formation. Why didn't he respond?

The man is not a caravan guard, but he has traveled all over the country for so many years. When he was young, he once fought with robbers and bandits and saw blood.

It was only because of the involvement of marriage that he no longer dared to take risks and became honest and chose to become a coachman.

But at this moment it was clear that everything was meaningless.

You make a "dead man" fear injury and death, which is somewhat abstract.

The little boss also felt the pressure. Could he have provoked someone?
I felt a little regretful for a moment, if I had known I would have taken the money and let them go...

At this time, laughter suddenly broke out among the crowd watching outside, and some even booed.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"..."

The current situation is even more difficult for the little bosses. If they fight, it will be okay if they win, but if they fail, something will happen. The gang will lose its deterrence, and more and more people will resist them.

These people will spread the word about what happened today, and then the gang will take action on themselves.

The problem is even bigger if we don't fight. The gang will also lose its deterrence. The younger brother will question himself. If there is something he can't think of, it's hard to say whether he can survive tonight.

The spirited boy was a little panicked when he didn't get a response from his boss. The originally arrogant expression on his face gradually faded, and he even started to sweat a little.

The man looked at those guys and seemed to have discovered something. It turned out that they were just pretending.

When they are not afraid, they start to be afraid.

But not all of these spirited guys are veterans. The newly joined Diao Mao can't understand the situation. He is still immersed in the "power" brought by that identity and can't wait to show his power, or the power of the gang. .

When everyone was watching, he rushed forward stupidly, and the man no longer tolerated it and hit him directly, and the two became entangled.

After all, the little boss was still crawling around on the streets. When he noticed the man's rough movements, he immediately realized that this guy was an ordinary person.

When he thought that he had been fooled just now, rage suddenly surged into his heart.

"What the hell are you looking at? Come on!" the little boss greeted, his face finally showing his ruthlessness.

After all, the man was still no longer young, and he had already received a severe beating.

Even if he had the intention, he was unable to resist when faced with the beatings of several people. Even the little boss wouldn't let him use a knife. He wanted to teach this guy a lesson slowly.

By the time the man was knocked to the ground and unable to move, only the new guy from the gang had received a few punches and his face was swollen, but he was praised by the little boss.

"You did very well."

"It's all the boss's fault." When he grinned, he realized that one of his teeth had fallen out, but he didn't care at all, because he seemed to feel that a bright future was waving to him.

It's just that the little boss didn't bother to care about him at all. Instead, he focused on the man who couldn't stand up. The look on his face became fierce, and he picked up the whip on the ground and whipped it.

"You're the only one who still wants to show off? I'm going to send your family to death today."

As he spoke, he whipped the man again, but when the whip fell on the man, he didn't hear any screams. Instead, he laughed and uttered some even horrifying words. "Hahaha, I'm just standing here, and there are so many of you who dare not move. What are these losers pretending to be here?"

After abandoning life and death, everything lost its meaning, but his twisted laughter silenced the onlookers, and also made the little leader feel inexplicably flustered, as if he had been seen through.

"Shut up!" The little boss tried his best to cover up his panic. He raised his hand and whipped him a few more times, but all he could hear was an increasingly maniacal laughter.

This voice seemed to have some kind of weird magic power, which made people feel chills running down their spines, and inexplicable pressure emerged in everyone's heart.

Madness - is the most sublime form of wisdom, or so someone once said.

But as the source of the incident, the reporter Diaomao didn't think so. The laughter seemed to tear open his fig leaf, pointing at his ugly and twisted soul and mocking him wantonly.

This made him fall into anger first, and he even grabbed the knife of the gangster on the side and wanted to kill the man directly.

Everyone was attracted by this scene, but they didn't notice the accident at all.

"Go away!"

A loud shout came from outside, breaking the weird atmosphere of the scene.

I saw the crowd of onlookers being roughly pushed away, and a few people wearing bunts and wearing red scarves on their heads walked in from the outside. This was a typical sailor dress.

But seeing that each of them was carrying a sailor's scimitar and a musket on his waist, they were not ordinary sailors, but more like pirates.

The appearance of several people made the little boss stunned. Looking at these people who had obviously never been hungry, he knew they were not easy to mess with.

But before the little leader had any further reaction, the eyes of those people seemed to be sure of something, and the leader was locked on him.

"I……"

Sensing that something was wrong, the little boss was about to say something, but saw the man suddenly draw his sword, and the next second a man's head rose into the sky with fear and confusion.

At the same time, the others rushed up to the guy without saying a word, with their machetes rising and falling.

How could those spirited young men with broken iron pieces stop them?
All of them were hacked to death in just a few strokes, and the bodies that fell to the ground were covered in horror that was hard to conceal.

"Who else here is from the Mud Gang?"

The leader looked around with the scimitar still dripping blood in his hand. Those onlookers didn't even react to the killing just now.

Because it's so fast!

And when he reacted, he was even more afraid to move, for fear of being killed as an accomplice.

It wasn't until this sentence made them think, and some people pointed directly at the hairy guy.

"he!"

"That's right, it's him!"

"..."

Under the identification of that person, Diaomao, who had just escaped death by running towards the fallen man, was discovered.

The sailor leader kicked the head over and rolled it to the side of the hairy man.

"what!"

How arrogant he was just now, how scared he is now.

Those people around him liked to add insult to injury, so they immediately began to tell his story.

These things were an "honor" just now, but now they are a life-threatening butcher's knife.

"You are a local, have lived here for so many years, and have been persecuted by the Mud Gang. Now you actually do such an unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust thing?"

The leader said as he approached with a knife in his hand, his face showed a bit more anger and he shouted.

"Should kill!"

The one with hair in his mouth was so panicked that he even dropped the knife in his hand, fell to the ground and tried to crawl away, uttering random words.

"I'm not! I didn't! They forced me..."

But no one would listen to his excuse. The scimitar had already passed by, leaving the ugly and ferocious appearance.

No one would have thought that retribution would come so quickly. The jealousy just now was vented, and some even cheered.

"Damn!"

That's the way they are, as long as they have fun, no matter what that fun is.

But this scene was a bit speechless for Vic.

Yes, it was Vic who came here. As for appearing here, it was not to save people at all, it was purely a coincidence.

He and Walter discussed how to cut in, and only this side of the pier was the most suitable.

The reason is that the slums here are crowded and chaotic. More importantly, they are far away from the traditional sphere of influence in the city, leaving enough room for development.

Also, gangs are rampant here, and there are a lot of fights between gangs.

Especially recently, with the addition of stranded refugees and unemployed workers, new gangs appear every day, and old gangs are annexed.

As for the monopoly fishery, it actually existed before. The performance was that you had to pay protection fees, but it was not so ugly. Although it was difficult, there was still some room for survival.

But when society is in turmoil, the municipal power above shrinks, causing gangs to invade and occupy even more unbridled.

In other words, they deliberately let it go, which is actually part of the food monopoly.

Among these gangs, large and small, Vic and Walter considered choosing the Mud Gang, which had appeared recently and did not have much background.

In this era, there are no bells and whistles, and the spy-lurking blockbusters like movies are not suitable for these places.

All he needed was to carve out a territory and then develop and that was it, so that was what happened today.

It's just that Vic, who killed the gang leader, didn't just leave. He turned to look at the man on the ground.

From the onlookers, Vic knew what was happening here. He raised his hand to signal, and someone helped put the two old people down, but they just shook their heads. It was self-evident what he meant.

He had been hungry for so long, his body was wet and he was hung up and beaten severely. Even a young man couldn't hold on, let alone two old men in their 60s and [-]s.

The man also realized something and threw himself on the bodies of the two men, wailing in pain.

Even those guys who were having fun were somewhat touched by this scene.

"Damn it! I just came back from outside, why are we being bullied to this extent?"

Vic's current identity is a local who grew up at Owendo Pier. He runs a boat outside and just came back today.

The vulgar words in his mouth are more suitable for his identity, and at the same time, only such words can be understood by them.

"Now that I'm back, I can't stand these scum. If you want to still be a fucking man, get the guy, follow me, and get what's yours."

(End of this chapter)