Chapter 92 The Fangs of the Gray Wolf are angry and murderous
“Have you heard of the Gray Wolf Gang?”
Huo Jixing swallowed the food in his mouth, looked directly at the bartender in front of him, and asked .
But the old bartender in front of him seemed not to have heard. He always lowered his head and wiped the empty wine glass in his hand with a white rag.
Huo Jixing raised a frivolous brow, took out a silver coin from his arms, and placed it in front of the old bartender.
"Have you ever heard of the Gray Wolf Gang?"
He asked again, his eyes getting colder and his fingers tapping on the black tabletop.
The old bartender glanced at Huo Jixing, his deep gaze fell on the silver coin, he reached out and took it, and slowly put it into his pocket.
"The Gray Wolf Gang? Let me think about it"
"Are you talking about the newly emerged Gray Wolf Gang in the slums? It used to be just a small gang in the slums, relying on protection fees. Keep it up.”
"Guests should know that there are at least dozens of such small gangs in the chaotic slums." The old bartender spoke softly, keeping a smile on his face.
“But some time ago, the Gray Wolf Gang got lucky for some reason. They recruited some strong men, expanded their territory, and occupied many slum areas.”
“They provoked two people. Are you a guest?" The old bartender stopped wiping the wine glasses and looked at Huo Jixing intently.
"Then I suggest that the two guests leave the slum as soon as possible. They like to slaughter fat sheep from outside."
"Ha!" Huo Jixing chuckled, frowned and finished the bowl. Drinks in the bottle, looking meaningfully at the old bartender.
"I want to know what exactly they do."
A new gang in the slums dares to touch the pension of the Imperial Chapter?
It seems that the Gray Wolf Gang is not as simple as it appears.
You must know that the pension of Noxian soldiers is the responsibility of the Imperial Military Department, and Darius, as the Imperial General, needs to sign a military order.
Now someone dares to do anything under Darius's eyes, and the forces behind it must not be underestimated.
And judging from the information from the bartender, the Gray Wolf Gang has only been around for a short time, but its methods are ruthless and it has already occupied a lot of territory.
The two are connected, and the possible reason for their rise is because of the imperial pension, and the manipulation was also done recently.
“I don’t know exactly what to do.” The old bartender shook his head gently and brushed away the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead.
Huo Jixing frowned when he saw the bartender was silent. He held down Devitt who was about to get up, and continued to place a silver coin on the table.
“Haha!” The old bartender looked at DeWitt, laughed softly, and put away the silver coins on the table.
"I really don't know what kind of shameful things the Gray Wolf Gang is doing secretly, but I heard that they are doing something for the big shots in the Immortal Fortress."
Immortal Fortress? Sure enough, the person behind the pension tampering is not simple. Huo Jixing thought secretly.
Then he nodded slightly, got up and left with DeWitt.
In the tavern, people who were eating and drinking saw the outsiders preparing to leave. Many people's eyes flickered and they began to stand up.
When the old bartender saw Huo Jixing and the two walking toward the door, he put down the wine glasses in his hands, quickly walked to the dining area in the kitchen, and said in a low voice: "Tell the people from the Gray Wolf Gang that someone is spying on them. Message.”
"Roger it!"
A low response came from inside the kitchen, as if he was already familiar with it.
Huo Jixing, who was walking away, looked motionless. The various expressions of the people in the tavern were clearly reflected in his spiritual consciousness.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I had not yet reached the thick wooden door.
The wooden door in front of him was pushed open in a hurry, and the strong smell of alcohol hit his face. Then there was a thin figure, who seemed to be caught off guard and fell into Huo Jixing's arms.
"Huh?" Huo Jixing looked down at the drunk man in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips.
He was angry and couldn't vent it. He reached out and took a hand that was inserted into his pocket and twisted it gently.
“Crack!”
Under the terrifying grip, the sound of fractures sounded like gold and stone.
Then a high-pitched scream suppressed the noise in the tavern and attracted everyone's attention. Huo Jixing let go of his hand and looked calmly at the thin man sitting on the ground.
Then he took DeWitt, stepped over the other person's body, and walked out of the tavern.
Crunch! Crunch!
The thick wooden door that was pushed closed slowly, and the cold winter wind blew into the tavern.
Everyone in the tavern with different expressions came back to their senses. They looked at the leaving outsiders and remained quiet. Only the screams were still heard.
"Damn, it was so cruel. The bones in my hand were completely shattered. It was completely disabled."
"Fortunately, we didn't do anything. With such cruelty, there is a high probability that it was a legionnaire returning from the North."
Hearing the discussion in front of the door, the old bartender's eyes flashed and he stopped wiping the wine glass. His arms trembled slightly and he felt that the silver coins in his pocket were a little hot.
"Wait a minute, don't tell the Gray Wolf Gang." He quickly walked to the back kitchen where the meal was served and spoke hurriedly.
“Okay.”
The lowest level of the slum, the dark alley.
Huo Jixing and DeWitt walked in silence, each thinking.
"Huh?"
Huo Jixing, who was walking along the alley wall, stopped, his cold eyes looked into the darkness, his left hand held the long knife hanging on his waist, and his right hand raised He stood up and signaled DeWitt to pay attention to the situation.
Soon after, the sound of tiny footsteps came from the dim path ahead.
Judging from the chaos of the footsteps, it seemed like there were quite a few people approaching.
Under the dim light, Huo Jixing and DeWitt stopped and saw many men in black costumes pouring out of the depths of the alley.
They looked fierce and held different weapons in their hands, either sticks or daggers. They looked like they were gang members wandering the streets.
At the front is a tall, muscular middle-aged man wearing mail.
Seeing Huo Jixing and DeWitt avoiding each other, the middle-aged man looked different, then smiled politely and led people away from the area.
On the other hand, the gang members looked at the two of them with some evil intentions before leaving.
Huo Jixing stood at the intersection of the alley, looking at the leaving black gang members, thinking of the middle-aged man's smile, and for some reason, he felt uneasy in his heart.
Then he quickened his pace and quickly came to the alley where Moore's widow lived.
"The smell of blood!"
Huo Jixing frowned and stopped again, his nostrils flaring, and he smelled a hint of rust in the mixed air.
After crossing the corner, he saw Korda lying in the gray-black sewage, surrounded by a bit of sticky blood.
“Korda!”
DeWitt beside him exclaimed, walked quickly to Korda, first moved him out of the sewage, and then began to check him.
"I passed out in a coma. I was tortured before. The specific situation needs to be checked by doctors."
Huo Jixing listened to DeWitt's report, his expression gradually darkened, and his cold eyes fell on On Korda's body.
Gray-black sewage infected his whole body, there were broken marks on his palms, several bloodstains on his chest, and his weapons were also missing.
The most eye-catching scar is on the head. There are multiple scars on the face. There is a hole in the back of the head and blood is flowing.
"So unscrupulous?"
Huo Jixing looked at the collapsed house not far away and the unconscious Korda in front of him, and whispered softly: "It seems that this matter is getting more and more serious. It’s getting more and more interesting!”
Then he turned around and looked at the way he came, and a flash of red-gold light bloomed in his pupils.
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