Charlie was confused and answered subconsciously: "No problem."
When Lumian counted out the 50-felkin bills, he suddenly woke up and looked out the door with fear and vigilance.
It is evening now, and the fifth floor does not have large balconies on both sides like the second floor, so the lighting is very poor and it is dim, as if it is already night.
Seeing that there were few people walking in the corridor, Charlie relaxed a little. He said to Lumian under a low voice, "You deceived others and sold a fake necklace as a real one for 1,000 Fel Gold?"
"One, it's not others who are deceived."
"Who is that?" Charlie asked in confusion as he instinctively took the 1 and 5 firkin notes.
Lumian's smile instantly became brighter: "It's the Sa party."
Hearing this answer, Charlie almost threw the money in his hand away.
He looked at Lumian with fear on his face and said, “Are you crazy
"They will kill people. People often go missing on the chaotic streets!"
Lumian smiled and said, "Second, it can't be a lie."
"Huh?" Charlie couldn't keep up with Lumian's train of thought at all.
Lumian smiled and explained, "They knew the necklace was fake, but they were still willing to pay 1,000 Fel Gold."
How is that possible? Charlie's first reaction was, what a joke.
The Savoy Party is just a little bit vicious, but they are not fools. How could they pay 1,000 filgs for a fake necklace worth only 50 filgs
Suddenly, Charlie had a second thought: "You didn't rob the leader of the Savoy Party, did you?"
That's even crazier!
Lumian smiled and said, "Relax. Baron Brinell and I reached an agreement in a friendly conversation. Don't worry, there won't be any problems later."
"Hey, do you want the 50 Felkins?"
A friendly conversation with Baron Brinell... Charlie once again felt that he did not know his neighbor.
Considering that he really didn't have much money, he accepted the 50 Felkins and muttered to himself, "Thank you."
Lumian smiled and nodded, then turned and walked out the door.
At this moment, Charlie vaguely understood the whole thing and blurted out: "You joined the Savoy Party?"
Lumian didn't turn around, but waved his hand and said, "Yes." Back in room 207, Lumian, who had just taken off some of his disguise and was about to go out to find food, heard a familiar curse coming from the fourth floor: "If you think this money comes easily, you can just lie down and earn it yourself!
"You're a coward without a dick, you only dare to bully women!"
"If you have the guts, send your mother to me too!"
Lumian listened for a few seconds and roughly realized that Wilson from the Sting Gang had brought his men to ask Yin Rousi for protection money again.
The corners of his mouth lifted up a little, revealing a smile.
The next second, Lumian put on a dark blue baseball cap, walked out of room 207, and went all the way to the fourth floor.
He heard it before he even got close to Room 8.
The sound of slapping and Yin Sangsi's more intense cursing and struggling.
The tenants on this floor kept the wooden doors tightly closed and no one dared to come out.
Lumian put one hand in his pocket and came to the outside of 408. The first thing he saw was the figures of two thugs.
They were wearing dark jackets and were blocking the doorway.
At this time, Yin Sangsi's curses gradually became mixed with crying and shouting: "You are a bunch of sows!"
"I curse you! I'm going to cut off that thing down there in your body!"
Lumian raised his eyebrows and approached the two thugs at the door.
"What are you doing?" one of the thugs asked harshly.
Lumian didn't answer. He took a step forward, walked in front of them, and reached out to grab it.
His movements were so fast that the two thugs were grabbed by the back of the head before they could react.
Lumian exerted force, causing their heads to touch each other.
As Dong spoke, the two thugs had bruises on their foreheads, their eyes rolled back, and they fell down limply.
As they made way, Lumian saw the scene in the room: Yin Sangsi, a pretty girl with long flaxen hair, was lying on the bed, her clothes were disheveled, and her face had obvious signs of redness and swelling, while Wilson, with slightly curly brown hair and a face full of flesh, was putting away a stack of banknotes, his belt was unbuckled, and another thug was responsible for holding Yin Sangsi down.
Sensing movement at the door, the leader of the Sting Gang swiftly reached for both ends of the belt and looked outside.
He then saw Lumian wipe his hands lightly and step over two of his men.
Without giving Wilson a chance to ask questions, Lumian smiled and said, "Didn't anyone tell you that the Golden Rooster Hotel is now under the protection of our Savoy Party?"
Before he could finish his words, he took a step forward and punched Wilson before he could fasten his belt.
Wilson dodged hastily, taking the time to buckle his belt.
At the same time, he narrowed his eyes and locked his gaze on Lumian.
Lumian suddenly felt a certain fear: it was the uncontrollable timidity and fear that ordinary people felt when they encountered villains and gang members. Wilson made similar emotions materialize.
But when Lumian was still an ordinary person, he would not be scared by villains and dare not fight back. Born as a street kid, he always believed in escaping and surrendering if he could, and if he couldn't, he would drag the other party to death together. Now that he is a Sequence 8 Beyonder, he is even less afraid.
Another Beyonder? Lumian, relying on the fierceness brought by fear, stuck to Wilson and used his close combat skills again.
His hands, elbows, knees, feet, etc. were turned into weapons, and he suppressed Wilson, who had barely fixed his belt, like a violent storm.
Amid the sound of banging, another thug reacted, picked up a chair in the room, and was about to smash it on Lumian's back.
But Lumian twisted his upper body like a snake and went behind Wilson.
Bang! The chair hit Wilson on the head, causing stars to appear in his eyes and his body to shake.
With a loud crash, the already sturdy chair shattered into pieces.
Lumian straightened his body like a spring and lifted his hind legs backwards.
His heel hit the thug's lower abdomen accurately, making a dull sound.
The thug's eyes popped out, he covered his shoulders with his hands, fell down, and rolled back and forth, but he couldn't make a sound, just like a rooster with its neck pinched.
As Lumian kicked back with his right foot, he pulled his arm forward and hit Wilson's chest like a whip.
Wilson, who was hit hard by himself, had no way to escape and heard the sound of broken ribs.
Before he could even struggle from the pain, Lumian grabbed his arms and pulled him towards him.
puff!
He was greeted by a knee strike.
Wilson's face turned pale and he bent his body.
Lumian immediately clenched his hands and swung them like a giant hammer, hitting Wilson's back.
Plop! Wilson fell to the ground.
Lumian took the opportunity to pounce on him, clamped his arms behind his back, and pressed his knees into his back.
“I thought you were strong.” Lumian laughed, “But you didn’t even last ten seconds.”
According to his judgment, Wilson was at Sequence 9, and was more of a combat and body-strengthening type, but he was not sure which path he took.
Wilson struggled hard when provoked, but he couldn't get rid of the other party's control.
Lumian looked up at Yin Sansi who was obviously stunned, and said to Wilson and the thugs who had not yet recovered their fighting ability with a low laugh: "Go back and tell your superiors that this is my territory of Charles. If you have any problems, just come to us, the Savoy Party!"
Lumian smiled. "It's not certain whether I will die or not, but you will die now."
"You dare to kill me in front of so many people?" Wilson laughed.
Wilson screamed immediately, and beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His arm was broken directly!
Lumian immediately picked him up, jumped onto Yin Sansi's wooden table, pushed open the window, and hung him on the outer wall.
Glancing at the deserted alley below, Lumian smiled and said to Wilson, "Guess, do I dare to leave you behind?"
Just then, Lumian loosened his grip.
I haven't answered yet! Wilson was shocked to feel his body falling rapidly.
As a last resort, he had to try his best to adjust his posture to avoid the vital points.
BANG! He fell heavily to the ground, and many parts of his body were instantly covered in blood.
Lumian observed for two seconds and laughed: "You have quite strong vitality. You are not dead yet. Is your nickname Street Mantis?"
He stopped paying attention to Wilson, jumped off the wooden table, and said to the three thugs who were struggling to stand up: "Did you hear what I just said?"
Three thugs. Zhan Zhan nodded immediately, turned around, and prepared to run away.
"Wait a moment." Lumian called out to them.
The three thugs froze in place, their bodies trembling slightly.
The three thugs frantically took out the money from their pockets and threw it on the ground.
After getting Lumian's approval, they stumbled out of room 408.
Yin Sangsi watched the whole process in a daze, and only remembered the words that this place was taken over by the Sava Party.
Then, she found that Charles from the Savoy Party did not greet her, nor did he tell her how much money she should pay and how often she should pay it in the future. He did not even look at her and walked straight to the door.
Yin Sangsi subconsciously opened her mouth and tried to ask something, but thinking that the Sting Gang might make a comeback, she fell silent again and watched Lumian's figure disappear into the darkness outside the door.