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Chapter 12 Lasvez District

 "These two corpses..." Robert indicated with his eyes, the meaning was obvious.

Tombstone glanced at the corpses on the ground: "I will deal with these two corpses, and I will tell the public that they were attacked by scorpions."

Scorpion?

Robert pondered for a moment, Scorpion, one of the Sinister Six?

Then we must deal with it carefully and strive to completely wipe out the Evil Six.

Robert said: "Scorpion, let's talk about it."

"He was an extremely arrogant scientist who came to the Las Vegas area to join the underworld because of lack of funds. Because he could research technology for Kingpin, he was appointed by Kingpin as one of the gang leaders."

"In fact, I was also a subordinate of Jin Bin before. I also know something about Jin Bin's plan. I know that he wants to obtain the fire of hell that can burn the soul."

"And I was not his opponent at that time, so I took advantage of the situation and joined him..."

Robert nodded: "From now on, we will meet here at six o'clock every afternoon to report on our work."

"Okay." Tombstone bowed again and watched Robert disappear around the corner. He had no intention of following him because he knew that tracking "Black Sky" at his speed would be a thankless and extremely difficult task.

It is possible to be discovered by the other party.

As for setting up a trap to ambush "Heikong" tomorrow afternoon, Tombstone doesn't think he is 100% sure of success, and killing Heikong will not do him any good. On the contrary, his subordinates are destined to be greatly reduced in strength.

And Robert also took these into consideration before he dared to cooperate with Tombstone.

As night fell quietly, Robert walked into the gallery. Looking through the unchanging paintings on the walls of the gallery, he could imagine that the business here was not up to the minimum standards of the Crossroads neighborhood.

Robert went all the way deep inside. Vanessa had prepared the meal and was now bringing out a steak. On the white dinner plate, a slight smoke rose, enveloping the fragrance of the meat, filling Robert's nose.

, and hit Robert's taste buds like a tide.

Robert swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

Her eyes were fixed on Vanessa, especially Vanessa who was wearing a white kitchen apron, her long platinum hair was tied behind her head with a rope, and her already mature and intellectual face was even more...

The blush caused by the heat in the kitchen.

Vanessa's eyes that seemed to be able to speak glanced up and down Robert's body: "It seems that you are quite leisurely, hanging out in this outfit, but..."

"Did you find that there was no one on the street at all?"

Although there are no people on the street, there are some gangsters, and I also killed two practicing hands.

Naturally, Robert did not dare to say these words. He asked in confusion: "It's exactly what you said. Why is this? Generally, during this time period, in Hell's Kitchen, there are the most people on the street."<

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"Hell's Kitchen, can a place like Hell's Kitchen be compared to this place?"

Vanessa rolled her eyes, put the plate on the table, took off her apron, and explained: "Have you ever seen any serious occupations in Hell's Kitchen? I think the most serious thing is the roadside barbecue.

It’s a snack bar like a stall.”

"But the people here are different. They work for more than ten hours a day, except on rest days. When they get off work, they want to go home directly and never come out again."

Work, go home, rest...then continue working, go home, rest...

The people here have developed a mechanical work and rest, and they have an order that is deeply rooted in their bones. In fact, Hell's Kitchen is exactly the same, but the two orders are different. One is freedom after restriction, and the other is restriction.

Freedom.

After the former has finished his work, he can spend time with his family in his spare time and eat a table of hot and pretty good meals.

As people living in Hell's Kitchen, the latter can only live a life of imprisonment. Although they can allocate their time freely throughout the day, in addition to boxing, fighting, smoking and drinking, life in Hell's Kitchen does not even include a decent home.

There are no restaurants in the world, let alone galleries and cake shops.

"Even children born in Hell's Kitchen do not receive a certain education. Although the federation has made policy adjustments to this, the nobles and rich people have expressed great protest against this." Vanessa cut with a knife.

The steak makes a sizzling sound.

"After all, no one wants their children to live under the same roof with a group of low-class people who learn to smoke, drink and swear before they are ten years old."

"And those people in Hell's Kitchen find that they are not taken seriously, and even future generations can't hold their heads up. What else can they do besides fighting and venting their anger?"

Robert cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I didn't expect you knew so much about these things."

"Otherwise? I am also a graduate of Gotham University." Vanessa elegantly passed a piece of veal steak into her mouth, seemingly unhappy with Robert's contempt.

Robert smiled and said: "Well, Grand Maester Vanessa, how should we solve this situation?"

Vanessa glared at him: "If I knew how to solve it, I shouldn't be here talking with you, but sitting in the House of Lords."

"Okay, okay! Everything you said is right!" Robert continued to eat beef.

After all, what does Hell's Kitchen, the Las Vegas area, and these areas have to do with him, Robert?

Robert might pity a beggar on the roadside, but it would be no less than a fantasy to want him to rise to the level of the entire group of beggars and take action for them.

As for the discussion on this kind of topic, Robert felt that it was extremely unnecessary. After all, the discussion was for the purpose of practice. Robert did not want to practice, so the discussion seemed to be just armchair talk and useless.

But it’s still good to know more about the facts.

Robert thought of Tombstone's behavior as a successful entrepreneur, and couldn't help but ask: "Before, you thought I was a gangster and you were very curious about gangsters. Don't you know how the gangs here operate?"<

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Vanessa paused: "The gangs here are naturally intricate, but they are usually extremely mysterious. There won't be any fights for several months. I think even if there is a fight, they will go to the suburbs to deal with it."<

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Not disturbing the order of the Lasves area is also a rule of the gang?

Robert suddenly sighed at the professionalism of organizations like the gang.

"Moreover, if you pay them enough protection money, not only will they not come for trouble, but they will also help you when you are in trouble." Vanessa took a sip of the soup.

Robert was speechless immediately. The gangsters in the Las Vegas area were also security guards.


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