In the warehouse of the Blood Bottle Gang's meeting place, "Phantom Blade" Kathleen came out of the crowd and sat where Fergie was sitting, casually and casually.

Everyone has their moments of being casual, but in situations where most people don't dare to be casual, being casual becomes a privilege of those in power, able to show majesty, specialness and power. This is something she learned from both sides.

I have seen it on the Duke of Iris.

Of course, as for the armor under the clothes, the laces of the weapons, the mechanisms on the sleeve claws, the daggers on the leggings, the hidden blades in the boots, including the followers selected for this trip to the Emerald City, these are really about life.

Katharine has never been and does not dare to be casual about things.

"Everyone here, especially those standing across from you, listen, and listen carefully."

Everyone in the blood bottle gang in the warehouse became nervous for a while.

Kathleen leaned back on the backrest, enjoying the pleasure of being the center of attention, and enduring the countless looks cast at her in the warehouse - shocked, scared, flattering, shrewd, vigilant, disappointed, hesitant, and ashamed.

Yes, cowardly - whether from the front or from behind.

"Many of you have been in the Emerald City for a long time, and among them are my old subordinates who have been with me. You should know better than anyone that we can take root in this city, make a living, make a profit, and even enjoy such a life.

What does a little bit of respect and prosperity depend on?"

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, especially the gangsters from Emerald City standing behind Red Viper. They all looked hesitantly and breathed faster.

"It's not fists, it's not swords, it's not life-threatening," Kathleen knocked on the table, "It's rules."

Many people have had expectations for the appearance of the Phantom Blade because of the name "Catherine", but most of them will probably be disappointed:

Kathleen has not been a beauty since she was a child, and the years that followed did not give her the luck to become a woman. In fact, her appearance is mediocre, and her lips are a little crooked when she smiles. At the same time, she has been in the underworld for more than 20 years.

Life left her with thick and rough arms and thighs, as well as butt and breasts that are almost dry and flat in the eyes of many men, making people "less desirable".

But it is precisely because of this that in the early years, in the Blood Bottle Gang on the streets of Emerald City, she could truly be regarded as a usable manpower and subordinate. The former bosses valued her for her abilities, craftsmanship, character and mind, not her face.

Figure or "There must be a girl in the house". Because of this, the eyes of the gang brothers who went crazy after drinking too much looked at her and looked normal.

Well, relatively normal.

After all, being beautiful in such a gang is a misfortune: in Kathleen's memory, her slightly more attractive female companions, especially as their appearance faded with age, ended badly.

But that's not Kathleen.

no.

Not possible to be.

Now, after a night of war with the Brotherhood, as the most powerful and prestigious eldest sister in the Blood Bottle Gang, she, the 'Phantom Blade' herself, is sitting here calmly, with every move, every breath, and every breath, she can make others change their looks.

.

And she is quite satisfied with this.

But there are always exceptions.

"rule?"

Nekra groaned loudly:

"You mean, the armistice agreement that allows the black men to come and leave as they please, but we can only obey obediently?"

His interruption made the restless gang members clamor again - of course, many of them were brought by Nekra himself.

"That's not fair!"

"Fuck the rules!"

"We are not security officers!"

"revenge!"

In the commotion, Kathleen gave the red viper a cold look.

This poisonous snake is getting really annoying.

When Kathleen received the report that Nekra was secretly heading to the Emerald City with all his men, she was not surprised at all, and even felt a sense of satisfaction that "it's finally here."

It's a pity that she still needs him now.

Just like there are people like Rhoda and Fissot in the opposite brotherhood, the Blood Bottle Gang has Nekra. Those brats in the gang who are difficult to subdue, difficult to control, and are bound to cause trouble are the only ones who

There is a place to go.

Easy to push out to block arrows.

Over the past twenty years, she has finally reached this position. From being a street thief to becoming one of the few bosses of the Blood Bottle Gang, she must be careful and make every penny of each person's worth count.

boom!

"The rules," in the chaos, the wanderer Fogg slammed the table, "the rules are, whoever dares to interrupt when we are talking will be responsible for feeding my fish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the warehouse suddenly became quiet.

Fogg snorted coldly. He came to Katherine's side and naturally pulled out a chair and sat down.

Katherine watched Fergie sit down and frowned slightly.

After a few seconds, the Phantom Blade turned its head and continued in a deep voice:

"Okay, then go ahead. Those who are not convinced can follow Red Viper and fight for the Brotherhood..."

Nekra looked at him sinisterly.

"I don't know if you can win, but I know one thing for sure," Kathleen said coldly, "When you fight together, the streets of Emerald City will be filled with blood, order will be chaotic, and rules will no longer exist.

The very safe citizens of the city were scared to death..."

Katherine looked at the people behind Red Viper one by one.

"Yes, you may not be afraid, but when business trips no longer stop, goods no longer pass by, the market begins to slump, shops and workshops go bankrupt, and the money bags in people's pockets become flat and deflated, where will you go for protection?

Fees and hard work, who can you go to for a share, where can you do your smuggling and counterfeit goods? Sangare, your dog fighting and cock fighting, Gutiérrez, your boxing matches and intimidation business, Garmandi

Asia's casino, and your smelly little business Roger... Without these, where are you going to get the money to feed your group of hungry brats so that they can continue to call you boss? Is it to rob?

Kongming Palace or the Jade Army Camp? Or can you wear a red scarf and shout 'Long Live the Blood Bottle Gang' to be your meal?"

There are different faces on the side of Red Viper, especially those big bosses who are famous - Roger the shit, Gutierrez who is engaged in black boxing, Gamandia who manages the casino, Tarimi who is in the street business, and who is mainly engaged in animal husbandry.

The businessman Sangarei looked at each other in shock upon hearing this.

"At that time, not to mention the big shots in the Kongming Palace, there is no need for the Emerald Legion and the Security Department to take action at all." Kathleen flicked her sleeve claws with a clear sound, "You will be so damn poor and hungry that you will kill each other.

Already."

"A very hungry piranha." Fogg sneered.

"I have been in the royal capital for the past few years, repairing the mess left by a night of war. To be honest, the brothers there are much worse off than you are. It is far less comfortable than lying here counting money."

Katherine sat on the chair, looked around, and sneered:

"So, does anyone want to make this place like that? If so, why don't you pick up weapons and follow me to Yongxing City? Don't be afraid, it attracts the attention of the whole country there. If you want to become famous, it will be fast. Maybe you are the next one.

Maybe a cadre from the Eighth National Congress?"

Many local gangsters looked shaken, looked left and right unconsciously, and their throats trembled.

The men brought by Red Viper all frowned and became more alert.

"Of course," Kathleen leaned back and crossed her legs, sneering and adding, "It's easy to lose your life there - it only takes one night."

"But, eldest sister..."

Roger the Dirty Man hesitated to speak, and called out a name that could only be called by someone who had been with Kathleen before, but the latter raised a hand to stop him from continuing.

"Do you think I am adhering to some pedantic chivalry and care about the 'rules' in the armistice agreement? Haha, no."

Katherine leaned forward, tapping the table rhythmically, and her tone became increasingly harsh:

"Eat enough food and protect the food - this is the biggest rule."

There was silence in the warehouse.

"As for you, Xiaohong, you are not standing up for them, nor are you looking for revenge on Black Silk, but you are teaching them to dig up their own roots," the Phantom Blade snorted, "and shit on their own plate."

Nekra stared at Kathleen in disbelief.

This damn bitch.

Every time, every time...

Whoosh!

There was a crisp metal collision sound, and Kathleen popped out the sleeve claws on her hand.

"Now," Kathleen's sleeve claws made scratches on the table, and she looked at everyone who participated in the mutiny, "Obviously, some people need to be taught good manners."

As soon as these words came out, many gang members felt chilled in their hearts, and many subconsciously looked for an exit.

Red Viper couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward:

"That's enough, what fucking rules! If you want to kill, you have to cut into pieces——"

boom!

Katherine interrupted him by banging the table.
To be continued...