This is the first time that Wood has become embarrassed after his success.
He slammed a vase to the ground with all his strength. His so-called gentlemanly demeanor had long since disappeared from his violent movements, and his meticulous hair was hanging down randomly, as if he had just experienced a violent storm. Hot streams spurted out from his slightly opened mouth. He panted heavily, took a few steps back, and sat on a chair in the storage room. One of the buttons of his exquisite vest was broken, and the collar of his high-end shirt was torn open to a large extent, revealing some black chest hair. He looked like a wounded beast hiding in a corner.
He was threatened and wanted to fight back. When he suggested to Ernst and Karul that everyone should press down those who did not follow the rules, Ernst was unexpectedly silent, and so was Karul. How could Wood, who had been fighting with them for more than ten years, not guess their thoughts? They, like those outside, were waiting for him to show his fatigue and weakness, and then tear him into pieces.
Three people carve up a city's moonshine market. How can two people, or even one person, monopolize Happy? As early as a few years ago, Wood knew that the so-called "Big Three" would have a war in the future. The reason for them to maintain peace was not some bullshit rules, but the lack of an opportunity to start a war.
Now, the opportunity for war has arisen.
Once he fails to handle this matter well and lets everyone know that "Lumberjack Wood" is still the thug who dared to cut people into pieces with an ax, those people will dare to become thugs and divide him. .
Thinking is an easy thing, but doing it is not. Just when Wood was about to prove that he was still far from being "old", he suddenly discovered that he knew nothing about his opponent.
He didn't know how many people there were on the other side.
As for the main members of the other party, he only knew a reckless man named Graf.
He didn't know what the other party was planning now.
He knew almost nothing about his opponents. What's even worse is that he doesn't know how to start!
Years of being a "gentleman" made him almost forget that he was a thug, a "woodcutter" with bloody hands. He used the things of the upper class to decorate his facade like a church, and even he almost wanted to become a monk in the church. Suddenly he was brought back to the time when his life was hanging by a thread and he was fighting for his life. His first feeling was that he was not used to it, and there was also an uneasiness that made his heart beat rapidly.
With slightly trembling hands, he took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took one out, and lit it for himself. His hesitant eyes gradually became fierce in the smoke. He threw the few remaining cigarette butts on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, took down the logging ax that had been hanging behind the storage room door, and carried it in On hand.
When I pushed open the door of the storage room, there were many people standing outside. These people are all his subordinates, including his relatives, his friends, and the assistants who accompany him from hell to heaven. His eyes were very firm, just like that night many years ago, he had never been so sure of one thing - we are invincible!
Many old people looked excited, especially when they saw the logging ax in Wood's hand, their blood seemed to boil at this moment. Whether they were sitting or lying down, they all stood up and gathered around. They didn't make any sound, they just surrounded Wood in the middle, looking at him with trust and admiration.
At this moment, Wood felt a feeling that he had almost forgotten in his previous "gentleman career", a feeling full of power!
"Boss, what should we do now?" Jim, who was short and chubby, was wearing a brown vest. His protruding belly seemed to contain a bag of flour, and there was a layer of greasy sweat on his forehead, which had already lost its luster. He was one of Wood's subordinates who relied on him, and he also had the title of Meat Mincer in Turnel City.
Jim now runs a pet store, mainly selling pet food and some aggressive dogs.
His pet shop was one of the strongholds used by people like Wood to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. They would kill their enemies quietly and then send them to the pet shop. Jim would take the knife that his father had given him in the hope that he would become a great cook, cut the victim into small pieces, add some ingredients, briefly dehydrate them in the oven, and turn them into small pieces. Pieces of meat the size of thumbs are mixed with other pet food and sold to pets throughout Tenel City.
His business was once very popular, but as Wood's status became higher and higher, his pet store was on the verge of bankruptcy. It was a crowded place and there were only a few guests.
Wood's eyes swept over everyone's face, and finally landed on Jim's face, "First find out how many people there are, who they are, what their names are, and what kind of social relationships they have. Find out their lair. , and then give them a big gift." He looked at Jim, who nodded slightly, "Jim, go find out where Graf likes to appear, and find out who his family members are. "
Jim's wife is a Guarte. He can use his wife's power to investigate from within the Guarte. The information will be much more accurate and more real.
"Robben, get our stuff back in the western suburbs, we need him now!"
Robben is a tall and thin man in his forties with a sallow complexion. His thinness makes his eyes look big and he looks malnourished. He used to be Wood's "Minister of Logistics", mainly responsible for equipment and the like, and won Wood's trust.
After Wood became a member of the upper class, in order to make his face look as good as possible, he separated many things and hid them in various places in the city. There are several pistols hidden in the western suburbs, as well as some modified cold weapons, all of which they used in battles.
Robben grinned, raised his hand and made a military salute like the soldiers of the Shining Star Empire, "Follow your orders, boss, you can see those little cuties tomorrow!"
"Jiji, bring two people with you tomorrow to help me withdraw 100,000 yuan. I want it in five yuan denominations!"
Jiji is not tall, has very regular facial features, a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks more like a decent person than a member of a gang. His body looks strong and his shoulders are very broad. He worked as an athlete for a period of time before following Wood. Later, due to the war and other reasons, the sports club in Turner City was disbanded. He lost his source of livelihood and could only go to the underground ring to box. Before being discovered by Wood and signed as one of his men, he had successfully killed three people in the ring and was nicknamed "Claw Gigi" in awe.
After he followed Wood, he was Wood's personal bodyguard for a long time, almost eating and living together. Even when Wood and his wife were exercising in bed, Gigi would often sit on the sofa outside their bedroom. He is also the person Wood trusts most, bar none.
Jiji tilted his head. He was not good at words, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to change from an athlete to a black boxer. Perhaps it was precisely because he was not good at words and rarely communicated with others that Wood was able to feel comfortable letting him participate in many things.
As things were explained one by one, the characters who were enough to frighten many people in Litnel City in the past felt an inexplicable force spreading and rushing in their bodies. Perhaps because of this incident, their era is coming back.
With everything arranged, Wood is already confident.
He has money, a lot of money, enough to attract many gangs and become his helpers.
He has people, a wide network, and the police chief is also a brother-in-law with him.
How could he lose
"He will definitely lose!" Similarly, on a farm on the outskirts of the city, Du Lin said this categorically in front of many people.
Both Graf and Dover were a little surprised, but they had kept their composure well since last night. After all, the opponent this time is "Lumberjack Wood", a long-famous celebrity in Turner City. Almost all these teenagers have grown up in their stories. For these long-awaited characters, they instinctively have a feeling that they don't want to. Understood fear.
So Dulin knew very well that he needed to boost morale and encourage everyone to understand that they were not facing any ferocious beasts, but humans like them.
"I said he would lose. I didn't just say it casually. There was a reason." Du Lin stood in front of the big guy, as calm as if his opponent was a gangster on the roadside who didn't even have a gang. "First, he is Under the light, we are hidden from the light. He cannot see us, but we can see him!”
(End of chapter)