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Chapter 106: Gangster Empire (4)

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Rum, brandy, vodka, sake, and whiskey.

This was the secret killer group of Fick's New City Irish Gang, named after the silent protests of Prohibition junkies. Of course, to Qi Le people who have watched "Detective Conan", this is like the men in black organization. The naming method makes this secret gang full of ominous flags.

The old place is an underground wine cellar. The current leader of the Irish Gang is David. He simply and neatly gave an order to the five people—to kill the people on the list.

There are a total of fifteen people listed on this death list. The simple identity introduction makes this list look scary enough. It is simply a massacre of the upper-middle class of the Italian gang. If all the people on this list are killed If so, Fick's new city is completely a word of the Irish gang.

Everyone knows that this has surpassed the tacit mutual revenge of the gangsters. Sake among the five raised objections to this, but David did not accept it.

He paced back and forth in this warehouse that exudes a strong smell of alcohol, sometimes calmly analyzing and sometimes furious, making people doubt his mental state. The arrest of Louis greatly stimulated him. He was like an irritated fighting dog, showing his strength to the other party at all costs.

"Mad dog. Mad dog David." Rum muttered softly. Seeing Whiskey slightly raised his eyes to look at him, Rum curled his lips again, looked at David who was growling and cursing in the distance, and whispered, "Know him How did it fall in love with Louis? At that time, Louis was just a small boss. He instigated David, who was still a gangster, to collect a debt. The Jewish debtor had no money, and David beat him alive with an iron rod. Cracked his jaw and knocked out his gold teeth. Probably the last of the jew's fortune."

Qi Leren snorted noncommittally, and looked at the death list intently. Duccio, Duccio's seven-year-old illegitimate son, and Duccio's mistress... were all members of Italian gangsters.

When he got this list, the system reminded him that if he kills the NPCs on this list, the remaining days of survival will not be deducted. This is almost a naked encouragement for killing, and this indulgence is easy to lose Feel guilty about killing, and even enjoy the power to judge the lives of others.

The Qi Leren pondered whether there were his enemies on this list, or his lover.

He has a kind of self-confidence for no reason. He feels that as long as he can see Ning Zhou, no matter what he looks like now, even if it is a woman, he can recognize him.

I just don't know if Ning Zhou can recognize him.

Qi Leren rubbed his cheek. His current appearance is a very ordinary Celtic race, with orange-red hair and lifeless white skin. Because of his temperament, he looks like a gloomy literary youth. If it is not hidden at home Enough to open the arsenal of a small gun museum, this young man named Allen Code Whiskey is really an ordinary young man.

He would write Shelley's poem on his bedroom wall: "The love that shines in my eyes is, indeed, only the reflection of thy own beauty upon my soul."

Open a book beside the pillow—by the way, there is a gun under the pillow—the title page is Shelley's famous line: "When love is dying, the human heart is but a living grave."

His preference for whiskey made the people of Qile wonder if he had suffered some emotional trauma. Unfortunately, this Mr. Killer doesn't like to keep a diary, and he has no way of knowing his past.

In this strange American story, Qi Leren is like an extra actor who broke into the stage after the play started, knowing nothing about this drama that has not read the script, but wants to continue acting as if nothing happened.

Fortunately, there was someone who could bring him some useful information.

The eldest lady of the Irish gangsters, Willow.

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While the killers of the Irish gang were busy clearing up the names on the list, Qi Leren, who was one of them, seemed extraordinarily leisurely.

He is not a person who likes to kill indiscriminately. Although the actions of most of the people on the list are not wronged at all, he still does not feel that he has the right to arbitrarily judge.

Up to now, he is no longer the rookie who was worried about killing people when he first entered the game. Walking in the dark forest full of enemies, when there are unfamiliar footsteps ahead, he will even shoot first. The guilt of killing is nothing compared to his own life.

Chen Baiqi once told him a "joke". Ten moral models entered the world of nightmares. A former prison inmate was captured and handed over to the court. When asked why he killed someone, he asked back, why don't you ask me why I want to eat

In his mind, killing is as natural as eating.

There are more tasks in the nightmare world, and there will only be more and more NPCs in the dungeon world, but the people of Qi Le are still confused, what is the nature of these NPCs living in the dungeon world? According to the rumors circulating in Twilight Land, the NPCs in this group of dungeons are just a set of data, but what is the difference between them and the aborigines in the main world

They are just too real.

Just like Willow who is pulling him shopping, her every frown and smile are alive.

"Both Dad and Uncle David like to run flower shops, I don't know why, maybe because we are Irish." Willow said.

Qi Le nodded absently.

"What do you think about buying a watch as a birthday present?" Willow suddenly grabbed Qi Leren's arm and asked, pointing to the beautifully crafted watch in the window.

"Not bad." Qi Leren said.

From the moment he was pulled out of the door, Willow acted as if he should know whose birthday it was, which made him unable to ask who the birthday gift was for.

Willow walked into the store and said to the clerk, "Help him pick a watch for his...girlfriend. She's about as tall as him, with long hair, sexy, and very stylish."

The clerk made a slightly surprised voice: "Really?"

Willow's eyes flashed with high spirits: "Of course, she is a very cool person."

Qi Leren stood aside in a daze, what, he has a girlfriend? when? Why doesn't he know

Wait, did David ask "Did she ever come to him"? Does he really have a girlfriend

Qi Leren's brain hole suddenly opened, could it be... Is she the NPC possessed by Ning Zhou? No, no, such a coincidence can't happen.

At the same time when Qi Leren was inexplicably terrified and inexplicably looking forward to it, Willow bought a women's watch on the recommendation of the clerk, and Qi Leren took out his wallet to pay the bill—he still remembered that it was a watch for his girlfriend Woolen cloth.

When the clerk went to greet another customer, Willow took the watch bag from him, put the money into his wallet, and whispered, "Thank you."

The people of Qi Le were even more confused: Why did Willow give him money? Why did Willow take the watch? Why did Willow thank him

What the hell is going on with this plot! Can anyone tell him the script? !

Qi Leren stared at Wei Luo for a long time, Wei Luo looked away, and whispered with tears in her eyes: "'Love is like this, when you are gone, it sleeps on the thoughts of you', this It's one of my favorite lines from Shelley's poem. For a long time, I miss deeply... the memory of us growing up together. I was never brave enough. If I had... "

Someone is watching him.

Qi Leren's intuition was stung, and he turned around abruptly.

Through the bright glass windows of the store, Qi Le people in the store saw a man with blond hair and blue eyes in a suit and leather shoes passing by the street with his seven or eight-year-old son.

It was sunny in the new city of Fike in the afternoon, and the people of Qi Le recognized the man with just one glance.

Duccio, the new leader of the Italian gang, has been put at the top of the assassination list by the Irish gang.

But what shocked him was not the man, but...

Duccio's illegitimate son, the seven or eight-year-old blond lady, looked at him, and there were stories in those blue eyes that were not commensurate with his age.

In an instant, Qi Leren forgot to close his mouth, and the wallet in his hand fell on the ground without realizing it.

"Alan, Alan?" Willow called him twice in a row, and only then did Qi Le look away from the backs of the two who were walking away.

"I'm fine." Qi Leren said nonchalantly, and picked up the wallet that fell on the ground.

Calm down, at least now that they have met, there is no doubt that Ning Zhou also recognized him.

Thinking that Ning Zhou is now a seven-year-old young lady, Qi Leren almost laughed out loud, but not to mention, that young lady is somewhat similar to Ning Zhou himself, especially the pair of blue eyes.

Although the two of them didn't say a word after a glimpse, but since they have locked each other from the vast crowd, it won't be too far from the next meeting.