Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 668 For the Blood Bottle Gang (Part 2)

Fogg took a heavy puff of cigarette, while Nekra, the guest, laughed even more happily.

"Come on, the Emerald City controls lethal weapons," Tommy the good man poured cold water on everyone, "let alone the military crossbow, you can't even get ten machetes in the city, what do you do? kitchen knife?"

"Robber the Guard Hall, the weapons will come the fastest," Jaga said sarcastically, "or the Emerald Legion - their weapons are the best."

The entire warehouse was silent.

"Uh, everyone, I'm not saying something depressing, but have you ever thought about it?" Zeka, the newspaper seller, wiped his glasses and stuffed the glasses cloth back into his expensive coat pocket, "If it's really made of black silk, Why don't you just ask you guys to take care of things? Huh? Like cut your throat and hang yourself upside down?"

The bosses around the round table frowned

"That makes sense," Tommy the good man said slowly, "Listening to what Roger said, it seems that we are all killed by thugs, street sweepers, bodyguards, boxers..."

Sangarei said angrily: "And my dog!"

Tarimi frowned in protest: "Hey, it's my brother-in-law who died! My wife's brother!"

Jia Jia smiled beside him: "Yes, is this your first wife? Seventh or eighth?"

Zeka raised his hands to suppress the noise and continued:

"In short, you didn't have a big loss, you didn't hurt your bones, and you didn't affect your business. It just happened that you just came to Boss Fogg to denounce and force him to seek revenge from the Brotherhood. Wouldn't it be too coincidental? "

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the scene changed.

"What do you mean, newspaper seller?" Gutierrez said coldly.

"It doesn't make any sense." Zeka shook his head.

"He means, this is all self-directed and self-acted by the few of us who are on the street," Roger said angrily, "Anyway, those of them sitting behind the table counting money have nothing to lose, right?"

The atmosphere in the warehouse became tense.

In the corner of the warehouse, Glover turned his head and whispered to Rolf, "I understand, this wave of attacks has divided them into two factions. The people who have suffered the most are those who need to go to the streets to earn a living and get along in the Emerald City. Not so good, so their voices are also the loudest."

"Of course, maybe the Brotherhood attack is just a pretext," the zombie whispered, "These people, they have long been dissatisfied with the distribution of benefits - dumb, are you listening?"

Rolfe nodded.

He tried his best to force himself not to look at the man in the dark red coat again.

"Ah, that's what makes me weird," the bad shoemaker Jaga hummed, "Dung, Gutierrez, Gamandia, you're right, it seems like you're about to be wiped out by the black silk, but how can we A few people will be fine? Eat and drink as usual?"

"Perhaps because your brain is full of fat, you have gone to the kiln? Even the black silks don't like it?" Gutierrez gritted his teeth.

"Maybe it's because they greeted the Black Silkies and didn't move their people," Gamandia sneered. "There are always smart people in the Blood Bottle Gang, right?"

"Oh, so you must have been taken into the kiln by the black silk?" Jia Jia coldly fought back.

"Speaking of the kiln," Zeka turned his head, "Frango, your theater is close to their site, what's up, have the girls seen any suspicious strangers?"

"No, the girls are all fine, except for one or two who accidentally got a big belly," Franco crossed his fingers, "business as usual."

Zekka spreads out his hand:

"Look?"

Gutierrez and Roger were furious and were about to fight back when Nekra's voice rang again:

"Ah, I see!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see the red viper looking suddenly realized.

"The thugs, the street sweepers, the bodyguards, the boxers, the hunters . , cut off our wings, it doesn't seem to hurt the bones, but in fact it is paralyzing us and weakening the blood bottle gang's combat effectiveness step by step! When we react from 'business as usual', we will be defenseless and let others slaughter!"

"Yes, I knew it!" Roger's eyes lit up, "Black silk! We can't sit still, we must pay with blood!"

boom!

A loud bang.

"Give me quiet!"

Fog's fist slammed on the round table, and he glared at Nekra.

"Roger, Gutierrez, Gamandia, Tarimi, Sangare," he looked at his subordinates one by one, "I know your loss, and I understand your feelings."

The bosses at the round table all looked at Fogg with different expressions.

"But don't forget..."

Frog took a deep breath:

"We still have a truce with the Black Silks, so we can't start the war lightly."

As soon as these words came out, there was a dull boo in the warehouse.

Roger said angrily:

"A truce? Fuck! They're all blatantly taking to the streets to attack our kidnappers! There's even a few sunsets in the armistice - if there are sunsets!"

Gutierrez clenched his fists, his face ashen:

"Boss, we are the Blood Bottle Gang!"

Jia Jia snorted coldly:

"Hey, at this time you all remembered that you were the Blood Bottle Gang."

Tarimi frowned and said:

"But they were the first to break the agreement."

"Yes," Sangare gritted his teeth, "they killed my dog! Dog!"

"But don't forget, this is the Emerald City, if we mess around," Tommy the good man tilted his head, "The Vigilance Hall and the Emerald Legion will not give us good fruit to eat."

The warehouse was in chaos, the crowd surged, and the vicious voice of the red pit viper sounded faintly again.

"Yes, the armistice agreement, the armistice agreement," Nekra said slowly, shaking his head, letting the noise in the warehouse gradually disappear, "Signed by the great 'phantom blade' Kathleen, we, the Blood Bottle Gang, have been well-behaved since then, and dare not touch The black silks have a single hair."

The gang members in the warehouse were breathing heavily.

Nekra looked at the ugly-faced Fogg with savage eyes: "Everyone must understand, like Boss Fogg, who wanders around and settles in the world, only Catherine eldest sister is leading the way, she said that people who dare not go west, How dare you not abide by the armistice agreement?"

As soon as these words came out, Fogg's eyes changed slightly, and the gang members present began to whisper.

Even the bosses looked at him differently.

"Red Viper!"

"It's not just about Kathleen," Fogg's eyes were cold, "it's an agreement between the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood, and it's valid throughout the kingdom under the witness of big men."

The red pit viper sneered.

"This agreement allows us to keep a tacit understanding and be at peace with each other," Jaga reminded. "It would be unwise to break it, let alone break it by us in the Emerald City."

"And we have no evidence," Fergie nodded and glanced around. "There is no evidence to prove that the Brotherhood of the Black Street first violated the Armistice Agreement."

The atmosphere in the warehouse became more and more tense.

"Does this matter?"

Nekra sullenly said: "Is it important that the Brotherhood did it?"

"Little Red," Fogg frowned, "what do you mean?"

The red pit viper smiled coldly, got up and left his seat.

"What's really important is that now the gang members in Emerald City are panicking, and even the legend of water ghouls eating people has been brought out."

"It's important, some people, some things, we must take the blame for our attack and let the brothers out of their anger."

"The important thing is that we are the ones who are beaten, and we are the ones who suffer the losses. If this pot can't be deducted from outsiders..."

Nekra looked at the gang members in the warehouse:

"I mean, in the face of the long-awaited brothers, Fergie, you can't tell them that these kidnappings, murders and disappearances are all done by the Kevin Deere family?"

Fog clenched his fists.

"The important thing is, at this juncture, Fogg, you have to do something, no matter what, to let the brothers see that you are still in control and you are not overwhelmed," the red pit viper looked at the silent Fogg, He raised his index finger and tapped in the void, "It's a battle or a peace, you have to show the courage of the boss of the Emerald City, but you can't be cowardly, right?"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words.

"Red viper, you beast full of fangs." Fergie narrowed his eyes, he hadn't touched his pipe for a long time.

Nekra smiled and said nothing.

"But Boss Nekra is right—even though he's not a native." Gamandia sighed.

Everyone turned their eyes.

"Boss Fogg, you are in charge of the Emerald City, we will listen to you, and we will support you no matter what you do," Gamandia crossed her arms, "but the brothers are bleeding, and you have to do something, Whether it's for human life, for business, or for the face of the Blood Bottle Gang."

Frog was silent.

Zeka, the newspaper seller, coughed:

"But guys, if it's really according to what you said, gather your brothers to go to Beimen Bridge... Do you understand what this means?"

"We don't want to fight, we just want to stop the bleeding. We want to ask Heishanzi for an explanation, get face, and our lost brother." Guzarez gritted his teeth.

"Or lose more brothers?" Jia Jia said sarcastically.

"Then our people will die in vain, and the blood will be shed in vain!" Roger protested.

"And my dog!" Sangare echoed.

"of course not!"

This time, it was Fogg who spoke up.

He tapped on the table and stood up:

"Trust me, everyone, I've activated all my contacts, I'm dealing with them, and there will be results soon! Whether it's our dead or missing brothers, their blood will not be shed in vain."

"Deal with it? Boss, you told me the same thing the day before yesterday."

Gamandia hummed softly:

"But, Boss Fogg, do you dare to say, are you really 'dealing'?"

As soon as these words came out, the warehouse fell silent.

Frog was startled for a moment, then turned his head slowly:

"Gamandia?"

Everyone looked at Gamandia.

"As far as I know, boss," Garmandia said coldly, "you have been helping people from yesterday to today, right? Your immediate subordinates kidnapped a lord named Bedren, and he Get drunk, then throw it at a murder scene in the Golden District, the wool merchant murder that shocked the whole city, right?"

Many people were taken aback for a moment.

Only Glover was taken aback.

The wool merchant murder case in Dianjin District, isn't that...

Fergie looked at Gamandia in disbelief.

"That's right, Boss Fogg, just when our people died, the missing disappeared, the black silks suffered heavy losses, and the boss urgently needed to come out to lead and preside over," Gamandia gritted her teeth, " You're still playing that old trick of playing with the bigwigs, helping them find scapegoats, and wiping their butts! And you're telling everyone that you're 'dealing'?"

The warehouse was quiet.

Fergie was expressionless.

"Gamandia," Fogg said slowly, "Tell the red viper the news of the attack, and let him come to the Emerald City to fan the flames, and you have an idea, right?"

Gamandia turned pale.

"I respect you, Boss Fogg, but you are so disappointing to me," Gamandia swallowed, "and this is for the Blood Bottle Gang."

Fog slowly raised his head and glanced at Gamandia, Roger, Gutierrez, Sangare and others. They all turned their eyes away and did not dare to look at him.

"And a few of you, right, you already colluded -- this is a mutiny."

Jia Jia saw something bad and wanted to say something to soften his cheeks: "Uh, everyone, that's actually Boss Fogg, he's also working hard..."

"Shut up, cobbler, before I put your shoes in your mouth." Gutierrez interrupted him coldly.

Nekra looked at everyone and smiled:

"That's it, old Fogg, the reason why you haven't had time to pay attention to their complaints these days, the reason why you haven't had time to pay attention to such trivial matters as the death of someone in your gang, and the reason why you haven't had time to do justice for them is because you are in Running errands and holding stinky feet, especially those in the empty palace?"

Frog glared at him.

"You know very well, Red Pit Viper, you know the origin of Kevin Dill and the Blood Bottle Gang, it's not as simple as running errands," Fogg gritted his teeth, "but what we must do if we want to survive in the Emerald City ."

"So, Mr. Fergie, you really," Roger looked at him disappointedly, "Ha, it really sucks."

At that moment, Gutierrez, Tarimi, and Sangare's eyes changed when they looked at Fergie, and Zeka and Jagalian didn't dare to speak for him anymore.

"Must do? You mean sucking Kevin Deere's ugly hands?"

The red pit viper snorted: "Then when your gang members were attacked by the black silk, and there were countless casualties, why didn't Duke Jane send the Emerald Legion to help them - of course, I know, I have experienced it, Because the big guys are too busy! They can't take care of us little shrimps!"

Frog gritted his teeth.

"Frog, brothers follow you for a reason, just like vassals follow the king, if you can no longer protect them, protect the interests and safety of the brothers, huhu..."

Nekra stretched out his hand, his palms swept past the bosses at the round table one after another, and grinned:

"Then they have to find a way out."

"The way out," Fogg snorted coldly, "Red Viper, that's what you're here for?"

"Wow, don't worry, Fogg, I'm not here to grab business or territory from you..."

"Just here to scramble for power?"

"Isn't that too narrow?" Nekra laughed, "We are all from the Blood Bottle Gang, our own brothers."

Frog hummed:

"So, you came to the Emerald City to seize power, does Catherine know?"

"Hahahahaha," Nekra laughed, "The way you ask this, it's like asking 'Does Mommy know?'"

But in the entire warehouse only Nekra was laughing.

"Go away, red viper," Fogg said coldly, "here—the Emerald City no longer welcomes you."

Nekra waved his hand:

"Okay, Fogg, don't be childish, I know you hate that **** too and don't want to be under her. You know, we can work together, since the One Night War—"

"roll!"

Fog interrupted him with a roar:

"Nekra, those with you, get out of the Emerald City now - before I can't help but kill you!"

Nekra's expression turned cold.

"I don't think you understand the situation, Fergie," said the red pit viper, "You still think the Emerald City is yours?"

His voice fell, and the men behind him stepped forward in unison, with a terrifying aura.

"Admit it, Fogg, after Kathleen went to the capital, these people acted on their own, and they probably didn't listen to you much except to be on time," Nekra said. "As you said, they only thought about it at this time. Get up, you're in charge."

The bosses at the round table looked at each other, some sneered, some confused, some panicked, and some uneasy.

"Now, the gangs of Emerald City are in trouble, and they need a boss," Nekra stretched his arms, doing his part, "a strong boss who can lead them out of the predicament."

Fogg sneered, took a puff of his pipe, and exhaled heavily.

"I'm the boss of the Blood Bottle Gang in Emerald City, and the truce between us and the Black Silkies is still valid," the wanderer said solemnly, "As long as I'm here for one day."

"That's up to you, Fergie," the red viper didn't care. "Look at them. They're all devastated and desperate—how many people do you think are there to support you?"

Fog frowned and looked around: Zeka, Franco, Tommy... They looked scared and shrank, probably thinking about how to escape safely.

Damn.

The gang members in the warehouse had different expressions. Some people moved forward, some backed up, and some held their weapons.

"I guess, the idol is shattered." Glover sarcastically said to the petrified Tsimikas.

He lowered his head and whispered to Rolfe

"The situation is not good, we will flee later."

But Rolfe didn't answer him, Mute just stared at the red viper in the field.

At this moment, beside Fergie, a figure stood up unexpectedly,

"roll."

Everyone was stunned, including Fergie.

At the round table, Duro looked at Nekra calmly across from him:

"Nekra, oh, no, Xiaohong, Boss Fogg said, let you go."

Glover patted Tsimikas, who was petrified again:

Your boss is good enough.

The red pit viper was startled, but after he saw the person on the opposite side, his expression changed:

"Ayoyo, isn't this our beloved Captain Douro?"

"Listen everyone, this is Cusack Duro!"

Nekra looked surprised and announced to everyone with a smile:

"When I was still a 'freak' in Xihuang, I was a comrade-in-arms who was born and died and fought side by side! Trust me, you won't want to wrestle with him! Hahahahaha!"

But he was the only one laughing, and Duro just looked at him coldly.

"Very good, we are all acquaintances," Fogg said coldly, "I don't need to introduce you when we fight."

"Yeah, acquaintance, too familiar," Nekra's smile gradually turned grim, "Many years ago, he reported me and kicked me out of the Sabertooth camp."

"You should be thankful for my mercy, Xiaohong," Duro said without showing weakness, his left arm began to tighten, "If the baron knew what money you were greedy for, you wouldn't just be kicked out of the camp with a whip."

"I know, I remember," Nekra sneered and took off his coat, "Your whip, always remember."

But his voice changed:

"But, Duro, why did you end up in this field? It's not like you were greedy for money and were driven away by the baron? Hahahahahaha!"

Duro's expression changed.

"But it doesn't matter, you are not the first soldier in the Western Wilderness to enter the Blood Bottle Gang, and you won't be the last," Nekra squinted, "Go hard, maybe you can get ahead?"

With their actions, everyone in the warehouse also reacted:

With the round table as the center, the people of Nekra and Fogg gradually gathered and confronted each other. The rest were either watching nervously, or preparing to escape.

In the chaotic gang, Glover grabbed Rolfe and said, "Don't hesitate to fight, see the timing, and run quickly—"

But before he could finish speaking, Tsimikas, who had an angry face, squeezed over: "You—"

His expression changed, and he flattered:

"Can you take me with you?"

In the center of the warehouse, the bosses left one after another, or stood in line, or fled, but it was obvious that the Red Viper had more people.

"No discussion, right?" Fergie said solemnly.

Nekra took a knife from his subordinates:

"If you obediently quit, there is no need to discuss."

Frog snorted coldly:

"If I remember correctly, we and Hei Silkzi only lost a battle in the capital a few years ago."

"Yes, it's a big fight."

Nekra nodded and said:

"But the war is not only determined by a battle, yes, the black silks have the upper hand in the capital for the time being... But we are the blood bottle gang, we not only have the capital, our people are still in the emerald city, in the ruins , in Huigang, in Renling..."

"I understand," Fogg sneered, "Someone's goods can't be sold in the capital, do you want to expand sales?"

"The Blood Bottle Gang needs this kind of 'goods', and I just have it."

"You're not ashamed, can you kill the Black Sword?" Fogg took a dagger from his cronies.

Nekra shook his head with a smile:

"Don't be so rude, we are civilized people. And we don't need to win a battle. On the contrary, we start from every place and every industry, just like they attacked us at the beginning, let them care about one thing and another, and let them be devastated—"

At this moment, a female voice suddenly came:

"And then lost like in the past, wiped out the whole army, and committed suicide?"

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Nekra shivered slightly and turned around.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and a neatly-armed woman walked out from the shadows, surrounded by a group of gang members, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, she simply entered the venue.

Glover found strangely that at this moment, Rolfe, who had been dragged by him like a walking corpse, had a new color in his eyes.

At that moment, Nekra looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes widened, incredulous:

"Kay, Kathleen?"

Correspondingly, Fergie smiled.

There was an uproar from the gang.

"Sister Catherine!"

"Newspaper seller" Zeka then called out the boss's name, surprised and delighted.

"Big sister!"

"Big sister!"

"Very good!"

"Boss Catherine!"

The gang members in the warehouse called out Catherine's name one after another, with surprise and joy.

The most powerful leader of the Blood Bottle Gang, Kathleen "The Illusory Blade" calmly raised her hand and responded to everyone's shouts, inadvertently revealing the metal cuffs hidden under her sleeves.

Glover frowned, always feeling that the mechanical form under the claw was a little familiar.

The next second, Kathleen calmed the gang and turned to Nekra.

"Tell me, Xiaohong, if you succeed in seizing power, what are you going to do?"

"Bring a group of people who are bitter and hated, go to the North Gate Bridge to kill La Zanqi, break the armistice agreement, and then wait for Qinza or Luoda, and even Heijian to bring people to the Emerald City and chop you into pieces. Meat crumbs?"

But just now facing Nekra, who was at ease with Fogg, he just looked at Catherine in shock and was speechless.

Catherine snorted disdainfully:

"No, with such a big movement, you will be crushed into powder by the Vigilance Hall or the Emerald Legion before that—yes, including you, the evil pens who were brainwashed by him."

The subordinates behind the red viper looked at each other, at a loss.

Nekra took a deep breath and finally spoke:

"Catherine? No, when did you—"

"When did you come to Emerald City? Oh, it's too early," Kathleen sneered. "When I was just a street thief, I joined the Blood Bottle Gang in Emerald City and got involved with Boss Bert."

"You have to know that I made my fortune from here, Xiaohong," Catherine's eyes flashed with fire, "Especially when you want to start from my old nest and cause me trouble, you should know."

She said coldly:

"The Emerald City is mine."

At that moment, Glover had a feeling that the situation in the warehouse had turned around again.

No.

Nekra breathed in a trance, but he understood something and looked at the opposite side in disbelief:

"Frog!"

"Did you find her in advance?"

The red pit viper looked around and gritted his teeth: "This is you, it's you and her, the trap you set for me?"

"Don't look at me, you know I don't like her either," Fergie laughed, and he raised his pipe again, "but, declare war on Heishenzi? Hehe, Xiaohong, this is a bit too much."

Beside Kathleen, Fogg the Wanderer shrugged:

"You know, this is for the Blood Bottle Gang."

(end of this chapter)