Chapter 803: The oriole is behind
Sorge sighed and shook his head.
"Isn't this the reason for your trip? Oh, you are still worried about us obtaining the right to use the smuggling trade line? But it is really a pity. In short, why did I propose cooperation in the first place? Do you want to refuse? Is it because of the past that involves honor? You idiot, there is no honor in fighting in the alleys of Lenggang District. No one will find it for several months."
"I don't think you are just talking."
Diango gently scratched the sword on his palm and left it behind. A stain of blood.
"As long as I see an opportunity, I will pay with blood. There will be no better duel ground than here."
"So you want to use your own life to avenge a little honor. You are a cute idiot. If you could see the irony in it, you wouldn’t do this. You act like an unreasonable giant baby from beginning to end.”
“Boss.” br>
Dag couldn’t help but whisper in Sorge’s ear:
“Although I know you have never been a person who knows how to deal with, these people want your life, and insulting them cannot be appeased. Their anger ”
"I'm dealing with it."
"No, you didn't. How about I do it..."
Dag pushed Sorge into the carriage and faced the gangsters of Slaanesh.
"Damn fagot... If you want to fight now, I might let you down. Can you give us some time?"
Dag raised a finger and turned around. Whispered to Ike:
"Boy, how fast can you drive this car?"
"I can drive very fast."
"Then are you ready to turn around..."
Then Da Ge turned his head, faced the gangsters on the other side of the light, and smiled.
“You guys are fucking gays who fuck each other, I can responsibly say, go to hell, you bastards!”
After saying that, he jumped directly into the car, and Ike started the car's engine at the same time.
The wheels spun for a while, and the gangsters rushed towards the car
After three seconds, the car turned around and flew down the snowy street at super high speed. Run.
Diango cursed Sorge loudly for his shamelessness. After getting into the car with his own people, he immediately started chasing him.
“I’m glad I left it to you.”
In his seat, Sorge grinned.
“I don’t think I am a person who knows how to deal with either.”
The two sides started an exciting chase, but there is no doubt that Sorge’s car that he bought with a lot of money was not in vain. It is always faster and more flexible than the car behind it. Although it cannot completely get rid of the opponent, it can also prevent the opponent from catching up.
This is enough, because Sorge already has a new plan——
“Come on!”
Sailor Borg kissed his lucky dice and threw them out.
With a burst of cheers, a pile of chips suddenly appeared in front of Borg.
“Go on, premature ejaculation man!”
The madman Larkin next to him laughed:
“I will win again, you old drunkard .”
Borg smiled and threw the dice again. They were all Sorge's men. This was a secret warehouse of Sorge. It was mainly used to store some dangerous goods, so there were dozens of people stationed there at all times.
Originally Borg and the others were supposed to be on the ship, but people who have experienced the waves of subspace have an unusual sense of attachment to the ground. They just want to stay in this smoky corner of the city with a few beautiful girls. in the casino.
At this time, their leader, Fanteli, suddenly walked up to him.
He patted Borg in a friendly manner, but the force was very strong - Fanteli was still getting used to the newly installed prosthetic limbs.
“Let’s play again later, there seems to be something going on outside.”
Borg kissed his heavily made-up female companion goodbye, and then followed the leader out of the casino through the back door and walked up a spacious ramp.
A group of people gathered there.
"What happened?"
"It seems to be a signal from the boss."
"Hey!" One of the people suddenly pointed to the night at the other end of the warehouse , shouted:
“A car is coming!”
In the vigilant eyes of everyone, the black high-end
car parked in the parking area behind the warehouse, Sorge stepped out of the car Jump out.
"Why did the boss suddenly come here tonight in the mood? Are you dissatisfied with the high-end girls at the Paradise Hotel?"
Someone threw a wine bottle at him, and then the crowd burst into cheers. Sorge took the bottle, took a swig from the bottle with one hand, and pointed into the night with the other hand.
"Come on, boys, help me..."
Diango leaned forward in the high-speed car, trying to see the street outside the wiper.
“We caught him, his car was parked in front.”
Diango stretched his hands, then picked up his sword and walked out of the opened car door. , his men also walked out.
But after taking a few steps, he realized something was wrong.
He saw a large group of laughing gangsters gathered in the parking area, about
a hundred people.
“Oops——”
He suppressed his anger, but Sorge’s laughter had already started.
"Entertain them well."
At dawn, Sorge drank the last drop of wine, then looked at Dag who was sleeping soundly on the side, and then
from the lining pocket of his coat He took out the crystal hidden there and threw it away.
After throwing twice, Ike suddenly walked up to him.
“It’s been a long night, boss?”
Sorge looked at Ike and quickly grabbed the crystal.
"Perhaps the longest night so far."
A few hours ago, Diango was taught another hard lesson just like he had been a few years ago. Their hands and feet were broken and thrown into the car, while he himself was stripped naked and tied to the front of the car, and then the boys had a drag racing competition.
But Sorge never made a killing move. He did not want to fall out with the Zealot sect
, which would not be good for him.
So after punishing Diango, he let him go. Although he knew there would be trouble in the future, at least the other party would stop for the time being.
He urgently needs time now to pass this important item to the Chapter Leader.
"Boss, do you want to tell me what happened?"
Sorge smiled.
“Of course, I also want to tell you, and I will tell you when the time comes, Ike, are you loyal?”
The boy looked slightly hurt.
"Boss, am I not loyal enough?"
"No, he is not referring to you."
Dag climbed up rubbing his sleepy eyes, and then Patted the boy on the head.
“You will understand in the future, these are still too heavy for you now.”
Sorge nodded and touched the confused boy's head.
"He is right, the road ahead is very difficult, we have to work together."
Dag didn't say anything, he raised his glass, and Sorge also picked up his glass. , they clinked the glasses gently.
“For victory!”
Sorge smiled softly.
"For the Emperor."
(End of Chapter)