After hearing Thales' words and taking another look at his figure, Ostrow sneered without hesitation.
"Not many people deserve to live here, kid."
Behind him, tied with black silk, stood a dense crowd of Brotherhood thugs who were also sneering. Their eyes were fierce and they stared maliciously at the three people trapped at the fork in the alley.
You don't know this.
Thales curled up his lips and smiled, taking his time.
He seemed to have not seen Ostrow and looked straight behind him:
"Where is your leader?"
"I want to talk to him."
Thunder Ax's smile faded.
"House...Huaiya?" Grover looked worried.
What is this prince going to do?
"Ah? Oh, yes, Wai, Wai Ya?" Cohen was confused for a moment before reacting. He was confused at first, and then with excitement on his face: "What, what do you want to do?"
Are you going to save the world again like in Northland?
Thales turned around and grinned:
"Visiting friends."
"Don't use fireworks to call for help, just protect my back."
Cohen and Glover were stunned at the same time.
"I'm taking the lead here."
Ostru looked at Thales with an increasingly unkind look.
"Just talk to me," he shook the ax in his hand:
"Or follow it."
Thales sighed and was about to answer when hurried footsteps sounded in the alleyway.
"It's them!"
Several figures squeezed through the team of thugs and came to the side of the leader Ostru - Thales recognized that he was the "Sleepless One" of the Brotherhood whom he had met in Red Square Street before, and chased them all the way to Lai
Redmore of the Elegant Club.
"I remember them," Redmore panted, pointing at the three of them:
"Especially that big guy with a stiff face!"
Glover exhaled angrily.
"Do we know him?" Cohen turned back doubtfully and asked Thales and Glover:
"Also, do I look stiff?"
Glover's face became even worse.
"Are you sure it's them?"
Ostrow was a little unhappy with Redmore who suddenly broke into the team and interrupted his speech:
"There are so many of us who are going to fight with the red turbans, so don't waste the opportunity for a few small fish."
But on the other side of the brotherhood team, Leyock said quietly:
"Redmore is the 'Sleepless One', he can't be wrong."
Ostru glanced at Leyock with dissatisfaction.
"Yes, it's them!" Ridmore gasped, straightened up, and gritted his teeth:
"When they were on Hongfang Street, they were secretly hiding outside the 'One Night Encounter' and watching, then they escaped into the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang, and now they are here again... There is definitely something wrong with them!"
"Fuck," Cohen blinked, lowered his voice, and was slightly surprised:
"How did he know we were coming from Hongfang Street?"
Glover sneered and replied in a rough voice:
"Because you look like a prostitute."
Cohen looked confused at first, and then looked angry.
Thales turned his eyes and observed almost everyone present.
"We're still busy, so you three."
Ostru waved his ax and said loudly:
"Should I raise my hands and surrender and confess obediently, or should I wait for us -"
"I said that!"
Thales suddenly spoke in a long voice, allowing everyone here to hear clearly:
"Your level is not high enough. Let the leader come and talk to me!"
Ostru's eyes turned cold after being interrupted.
He first glanced around, and the whispering brotherhood thugs fell silent again.
"Every year, there are always aristocratic young men who are accustomed to socializing and drinking. They can't stop and are conceited. They want to learn the plot of the stage play. They dress up in disguise and pay private visits to this magical place."
Ostrow looked coldly at Thales, who looked the youngest but was obviously the leader of the three:
"Just to see how miserable we are, and then feel how good we are."
His words made many thugs look jealous.
Thunder Ax's tone changed and turned into a ferocious smile:
"Until they see how good we are and how miserable they are."
In the tense situation, Glover felt the attack and hostility of the surrounding people becoming more and more obvious, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"enough."
"Steel Cone" Adrianza in the Brotherhood team pulled out a mace and spoke coldly:
"If you have any questions, let's get down and talk later!"
Opposite him, Cohen drew the load-bearing sword from its scabbard and stood ready.
"Everyone!"
Thales had to cough heavily.
"Are we really going to do this?"
He exhaled and glanced at the densely packed enemies around him.
good.
Just a little bit closer to catching up with the murderous Sword of Disaster, the majestic Lombard army, or the surging black tide of orcs.
"To be honest, I'm already over my age."
Thales said helplessly.
Ostrow frowned, but kept looking at the team that was moving according to the order, calculating the opportunity to encircle them.
The young man spread his hands, ignoring the fierce looks of countless people in front of him.
"I said, I really went above and beyond to show off my identity or strength, and then I pretended to be sophisticated in my voice while exclaiming, scaring the enemy to the point of dumbfounding, and letting passers-by blindly think that I am an invincible strong man and worship me.
, the age to gain self-esteem, pleasure and sense of existence from it.”
Cohen and Glover looked at each other.
"So, please, I don't want to do that," Thales noticed more and more thugs moving quietly and gathering behind them:
"I'm not interested in this approach."
Glover and Cohen moved their steps, expanded the defense area, and were alert to the surrounding movements.
"Oh? So who are you, an aristocratic young master with extraordinary status? After revealing your identity..."
Ostru's expression changed, revealing his viciousness:
"Can we ask for more ransom?"
But the young man smiled slightly and ignored it.
"In fact, I doubt my father would pay the ransom for me - based on past experience, he would probably rather I was killed."
At this moment, another cold voice sounded:
"how do you know?"
Being interrupted again, Ostrow saw the speaker clearly and said dissatisfiedly:
"Lyok..."
But Thales smiled softly and looked at the familiar face he had seen countless times on the streets when he was a child.
His old "friend".
Silent Killer, Ryok.
At that time, this man always lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly into the Brotherhood's territory with a leisurely pace and swaying shoulders, just like an ordinary local gangster.
But even Quaid, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, did not dare to say anything when he saw him.
And all beggars know - don't look into his eyes.
Thales dismissed his past memories and chuckled:
"Because I know my father."
But the Silent Killer shook his head:
"No."
"What I'm asking is: How are you sure that the person leading us is Morris?"
Thales narrowed his eyes.
Seeing that his authority was questioned again, Ostrow angrily warned:
"Leyok!"
But the Silent Killer didn't even look at Ostru, he just stared at Thales quietly.
Thales looked at the familiar face of the other party that had gone through many changes, and suddenly recalled the experience of listening to him and Belicia's love affair with each other under the corner when he was a child.
"This guy."
Thales pointed towards Ostru:
"Since he became famous during the 'Thirteen Generals' era, he has been the sword in Roda's hand."
Ostru's expression changed.
"Steel Cone is Cinza's thug, and Leyock, your business is brokered by Morris," Thales nodded one by one, talking about everything, even a little lazily:
"As for the Sleepless One over there, they are Lancer's people."
Leyock, Adelionza and Ridmore all frowned.
Glover looked puzzled: Even though he was a beggar from the Blood Bottle Gang, he didn't know much about the inside information of these brotherhoods. How did the prince...
Cohen looked calm:
Anyway, the bright stars know everything!
"The Brotherhood has such a big operation and battle, but you are not subordinate to each other and are divided into four big bosses. That means there is someone else taking the lead."
"As for the one closest to here, I can only think of Fat Morris."
Thales looked around and said loudly:
"Why doesn't he come out yet?"
But Taylor's voice was heard in the alley, but no one responded, which only aroused doubts among the brothers.
Thales frowned and couldn't help but start to mutter.
Did you guess wrong?
Adelionza in the crowd snorted coldly: "This guy is quite eloquent, but he just doesn't know——"
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved and suddenly made a sudden attack!
Go straight to Thales!
The unexpected incident occurred, and both Ostru and Thales' expressions changed slightly.
But a figure also flashed behind the young man, and he faced Adelionza head-on. The air was filled with lightning and lightning!
Dang! Dang! Chi!
The alleyway is narrow, the sound of weapons clashing shakes the eardrums, and the listeners frown in unison!
The three-combination was over, but Adrianza gritted his teeth and retreated.
He looked at the wound on his right arm, feeling frightened and angry.
Opposite him, Glover, who was blocking Thales, coldly sheathed his sword and shook off the blood on the blade.
A small commotion broke out in the Brotherhood's ranks, and Ostru's color suddenly changed.
That's the steel awl that Qinza has in his hands, which is famous for its ability to hit.
Today’s idea… is indeed a bit tough.
"Fuck," Cohen said with a surprised look in his eyes, and couldn't help but look at Glover with admiration:
"Although this guy can't beat me, he's still pretty cool with a sword..."
Glover exhaled through his nose in disdainful response.
"I have seen this sword move and pace..."
Adelionza tore off the black silk cloth from his arm and tied the wound tightly. He stared at Glover with fear evident in his words:
"You served in the standing army?"
"Very close," Glover snorted coldly, swung his sword again, and stopped the other two Brotherhood thugs:
"Guess again?"
Adrianza frowned.
Ostru couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily:
"Fuck them - shoulder to shoulder, take them down!"
As soon as the words fell, the two thugs closest to them on the other side roared and rushed forward!
There were crowds of people outside, obviously eager to try.
Thales sighed.
Is this still the end result?
Sure enough, without him opening his mouth, another strong figure passed by the young man and came forward to meet him.
Tsk! Tsk!
There were two frightening muffled sounds, and the two thugs at the head fell to the ground, bleeding and screaming in pain.
"Take it back for disinfection and bandage, maybe it can be saved..."
Cohen used his fancy "load bearer" to hold a sword, looked at the enemies in front of him, and hummed disdainfully:
"Who else?"
The thugs in his direction all froze, staring at Cohen's bleeding sword blade, and no one rushed forward.
On the other side, Glover also remained calm and drew blood. After knocking down one person, he pushed him back into the enemy's team, causing the enemy to be confused for a while.
The two men's neat movements and powerful shots were so effective that the Brotherhood's thugs looked at each other and hesitated for a moment.
Cohen breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the streets where people are brave and fierce are different from the battlefield where laws and regulations are prohibited. As long as the one who seems to be the most ruthless and desperate is brought down, it will form a deterrent...
Only Thales rubbed his face with a headache.
Damn it.
Ostrow watched his subordinates dragging away the thugs who had fallen to the ground, and saw their hesitant looks, feeling angry in his heart:
The opponent's strength is tricky, let's not talk about it for now...
But have the brotherhood thugs in the royal capital not fought hard for too long?
Obviously as long as someone is ruthless, they will delay their attack at all costs...
hateful!
Why did the Blood Bottle help come up with these two hard ideas?
So……
Ostrow looked at Cohen and Glover, signaled to the others, and pursed his lips in Thales' direction.
The Brotherhood's formation immediately began to move.
Cohen had been on duty on the streets of the Royal Capital for many years and was sensitive to their plans. He stretched out his arms and protected Thales behind him:
"Don't even think about it."
Glover took a step back in tacit agreement, and the two of them firmly protected Thales.
But Thales sighed helplessly.
"Okay, I'm serious!"
Ignoring the expressions of the two people beside him, Thales opened their arms and pointed at Ostru and Leyok with a bleak expression:
"Go and tell Maurice: I can help with the problems he encounters."
"I said, I'm taking the lead here."
Ostru stretched out his finger, extremely dissatisfied:
"And I don't..."
That’s all.
Thales didn't bother to listen to his harsh words, which were intended to distract him and take advantage of the opportunity to make a sneak attack.
Looking at it like this, even if he just said that he was a prince, they wouldn't stop and sit down and have a good talk.
Gotta get some real stuff.
"Ostru, Thunderaxe, right?"
Thales raised his voice and said:
"Since you work for Roda, I think you must know the blacksmiths in South Street, such as Karachi?"
Ostrow's arm froze in the air.
"You must also feel very bad. After he and other shops that you have dealings with were raided inexplicably, your underground arms business, especially the processing links such as tempering of used goods, suddenly became full of obstacles and difficult to move forward?
"
Thales sneered:
"And I'm afraid this isn't the only thing that's bothering you."
Thales saw with satisfaction that as soon as these words came out, not only Ostro, but also many brotherhood thugs including Adelionza, Leyock, and Ridmore changed their expressions.
Glover was puzzled again: Do you know this?
"He does know something. It doesn't seem like he's a small fish," Adlionsa, a Northlander on the other side, said coldly:
"Regardless of casualties, capture him."
The person behind him immediately stepped forward, but Thales turned his head in time.
"Adelionza!"
The young man spoke loudly:
"You are Qincha's number one general. You have been doing business with him in the northern border and the cliff. To be precise, you are competing for territory with the Blood Bottle Gang."
Adrianza snorted coldly.
"And in the past few years, especially after the alarm in Broken Dragon Fortress was lifted and peace returned to the northern border, you have been going smoothly, driving the Blood Bottle Gang away and retreating steadily."
"But you were sent back by Qincha."
Thales shook his head:
"Because he knows, he knows the reason for your victory over the years, and he knows what is the key to the development of the Black Street Brotherhood."
"Especially these days when your development is being held back."
As he finished speaking, he saw the figure in front of him flicker!
clang!
Adriansa's mace and Glover's sword were twisted together, making it impossible to advance or retreat.
"Hold."
The northerner nicknamed Steel Cone gritted his teeth and looked ferocious:
"I fucking hate aristocrats!"
"What a coincidence," Glover struggled with the opponent and responded in a muffled voice:
"Me too."
But on the other side, Cohen suddenly shuddered and subconsciously turned around and raised his sword to block a blade that appeared from nowhere!
clang!
Leyock's figure is erratic, retreating at the slightest touch, like a ghost in the sun.
In an instant, the situation suddenly changed and shouts of death began!
Brotherhood thugs surrounded him one after another.
Glover and Cohen shouted angrily. They moved forward one behind the other, protecting Thales in the middle. They tried their best to resist the incoming swords and swords!
Thales knew something was wrong, but he had faced such a situation countless times and believed in the abilities of Glover and Cohen, so he forgot the fear in his heart and calmly said:
"Leyok!"
"Aren't you worried about struggling with us here?"
Layok's eyes in the crowd moved.
"Belicia has just escaped from danger, why don't you go and take a look?"
Leyock's expression changed, he put down the blade he was holding tightly, and stopped the thugs behind him.
Thales smiled slightly:
"Or is it that the news she brought back made your boss nervous too?"
Layok's expression changed again!
But this time, he showed ruthlessness and gave an order to his subordinates:
"Go ahead, leave him a tongue so he can speak."
Thales' smile faltered.
Grass.
On the other side, Glover and Adrianza separated again. His long sword hooked and slashed, drawing out two streams of blood at the same time, knocking down two thugs who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, and blocking other enemies who wanted to swarm behind.
.
Cohen roared and swung his sword, using his strength to restrain his width, and beat the enemies who were coming at him time and time again, causing them to fall back to the team.
"Aren't you coming out yet, Maurice?"
In the midst of shouting for death, Thales called out the Sin of Hell River and let his voice penetrate the crowd.
But the situation still hasn't changed.
"Take care of yourself," Ostru sneered from the front: "You nonsense young master!"
Thales felt cold in his heart.
"I want to say, that Wyatt," Cohen gasped:
"You really don't need to ask for help from fireworks?"
Although Cohen and Glover performed with ease, Thales couldn't help but become anxious as he looked at the enemies rushing in one after another.
"What about Lancer? The Sleepless Eye of the Brotherhood?"
The prince added a name and shouted:
"I think he was the one who felt the deepest when Belicia vomited the news, right?"
"He doesn't want to 'go home and see'?"
The moment he finished speaking, a distinctive and steady voice filled the air, as if ringing in his ears:
"stop!"
Thales took a breath and stared at the surging crowd.
finally.
A fat figure appeared in the crowd. He spoke in a deep voice, but with great force, he silenced everyone:
"Everyone, stay back."
The thugs were confused for a while in the chaos, and then slowly put down their weapons from back to front, stopped and retreated.
The shouts of killing gradually subsided.
Glover put away his sword, leaving two wretches wailing on the ground.
Cohen knocked over the last thug who was bloodshot with his elbow, and raised his head while gasping for breath.
The crowd at the entrance of the alley slowly parted, and a short, fat but sturdy man walked forward with a calm pace.
Thales saw the other party's face clearly, and his heart dropped.
Six years.
Saw him again.
"Boss Morris!"
When Ostru saw the person coming, his face became solemn:
"We will take it soon..."
But Morris just raised the corners of his mouth and showed a ferocious smile:
"Don't you see, Axe?"
Morris, one of the six giants of the Brotherhood, who was entrenched in the lower city of the royal capital, patted Ostru on the shoulder.
He turned his head coldly and looked straight at Thales.
"He's not one of those cowards you kidnapped."
"Not those young masters who think that they are the protagonists, but once they lose their status, power or magic weapon, they are useless and tremble."
Thales also looked back at Morris, with a coldness in his eyes.
In his beggar days, it was this kind-hearted fat man who controlled the underworld - the origin of the underworld brotherhood - and even the gang business in the entire downtown area.
Most of the fraternity members that Gram, Locke, Quaid, Beth, and Thales met had to obey orders.
And he would occasionally appear at the Sunset Bar, but every time, Yara would look reserved and the boss would look bad.
Oh, by the way, Morris also raised a ferocious wolf dog that almost killed Thales.
But this is nothing compared to Morris's other crime: he once suffocated an escaped beggar to death in full view of the public.
Since then, the brothers themselves and their opponents have been in awe of Morris: no matter who they are, they will look at this smiling fat man who is capable of killing children and shows no mercy.
I feel a chill in my back.
The beggars even shunned Quaid's warning for fear of getting into trouble.
But at this moment, Thales suddenly found that he was already standing here, looking directly into the other person's eyes.
"This is a nobleman," Morris continued to move forward, passing through the crowd. The brothers' thugs all lowered their heads and retreated, "the real kind."
"Not the kind of losers that the red hoods like to cling to."
Morris finally came to Thales.
Cohen and Glover dutifully stopped in front of Thales and warned this ordinary-looking fat man.
Morris looked at the two bodyguards standing in front of him and showed a shrewd smile unique to a businessman.
At that moment, Thales was suddenly frightened!
"enough!"
The young man spoke suddenly, looking a little out of sorts:
"Close enough!"
Thales reminded his two subordinates: "Be careful, this guy's superpower——"
But before Thales finished speaking, Morris raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Yeah, that's enough."
The next second, the expressions of Cohen and Glover changed drastically, and they both shook!
There were two dull sounds, and their weapons hit the ground at the same time.
Thales was shocked.
I saw Glover pulling open his collar tremblingly and gasping in pain:
"I...breathe..."
But Morris just looked at him with a smile, as if he was watching a neighbor kid playing a game.
Damn it!
Thales was shocked and angry: Morris's superpower - the distance is too far!
On the other side, Cohen also suppressed his blush and held on to the ground:
"I remembered...the Brotherhood...the fat man...the superpower...the air..."
Damn it, if you give him a chance, not too much, just a second, a second when he can draw the sword, he won't have to be so embarrassed in front of His Highness the Prince...
【But you don’t have that second.】
In the Tower of Ending, Master Jedi's words rang in his ears:
【If you don’t grab it, there won’t be anything.】
If you don’t grab it, there won’t be anything.
Cohen punched the ground angrily and painfully, but it only made it more difficult to breathe.
"Ah, I recognize you. You are the famous 'idiot vigilance officer' in Qingpiwo in the West City," Morris looked at Cohen with his hood down carefully and said:
"It's really hard for your father that you can survive until now."
Cohen trembled:
"Hold--"
Glover's face was ferocious, and he was staring at his hands with difficulty breathing.
Damn it, if it wasn't for the whiplash, I could...
Morris straightened up. This time, he looked at Thales, his smile not diminishing but his eyes turning cold.
"Say it, kid," the fat man said.
"Who are you?"
"Or to be more direct - who is your boss, or your father?"
Thales took a deep breath and realized that he was not among the targets of Morris's abilities.
But……
He raised his head and looked at Morris who was smiling.
Behind him, there was Ostro with a grin on his face, Adelionza who was unhappy, and Lyok with a grim expression.
He underestimated Morris - he was not the brotherhood butler who rarely took action in his memory. On the contrary, as long as he used it properly, his super power could even knock down two super masters.
but……
Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Six years ago, I didn't even have the chance to face him, right?
At that time, one of the opponent's dogs could bite him to death.
but now……
Thales opened his eyes, his eyes calm and clear:
"The tricks are fun."
Morris hummed and looked at the boy with interest:
"You are quite courageous."
But Taylor's next words made Morris smile:
"So, this is how the Black Sword was trained?"
Thales raised his lips:
"Because of your air power, he has simulated similar predicaments countless times and has continuously improved his anti-stress training. Only then can he be calm and escape every time he faces Asheida?"
Black sword.
Asheida.
Morris frowned.
But after a few seconds, he laughed.
"Over the years, more than one person has brought out the black sword in front of me."
After two clanging sounds, Glover and Cohen could no longer hold the hilts of their swords and rested their arms on the ground.
The air is thin, and their symptoms of hypoxia become more obvious.
Thales was anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and looked straight at the other person.
It was just Morris scratching his chin, his face full of nostalgia:
"They always have an old-fashioned tone, pretending to be familiar with people and trying to gain connections, as if they have a high level and a big business - this is as interesting as 'Do you know the Wrath of the Kingdom? I once talked and laughed with him'."
The Wrath of the Kingdom.
Thales thought for a moment about the man who rushed into the enemy camp with him on his back, his aura as violent as a volcano, and frowned.
I'm afraid there's really no one in this world who can talk and laugh with that guy.
He thought so and suddenly laughed out loud in the midst of the siege.
"I know," Thales also showed a nostalgic expression:
"You don't want to accept this trick: you and Heijian have known each other for a long time and are very familiar with each other."
"Perhaps it started more than twenty years ago, when you were working as mercenaries in the desert together?"
Morris' eyes narrowed.
Thales chuckled and said:
"Really, the Big Nine?"
At that moment, everyone in the brotherhood looked at each other in confusion.
Morris said nothing.
He just pursed his lips and looked at Thales with a silent expression.
The young man looked back at him quietly.
But the next moment, Morris burst into laughter.
"Pretending to be profound and telling some superficial secrets will make people think that you are well-informed and that your level is very high and unfathomable."
"I've seen this sex act before."
Thales' expression remained unchanged as he looked at Morris and shook his head:
"Very childish."
Morris waved his hand and said nonchalantly:
"Tie him up and take him back."
But at this moment, there was another commotion in the Brotherhood!
This commotion did not originate from the rear.
Thales lowered his head, also slightly surprised.
At some point, Cohen raised his head and stared at Morris.
The brilliance of the stars was agitating crazily, pouring out from the heart regardless of the cost, and shining bright spots on the skin.
They provide him with a steady stream of extra energy, supporting the alert officer to forcefully inhale much more oxygen than usual.
Making him tremble, but unstoppable...
stood up.
Cohen gritted his teeth and turned the sword in his hand, his vision gradually turned red and blurred.
It's time to get back on track.
On the other side, Glover also slowly stood up: the power of his end spread throughout his body, melting the stored matter and energy, reducing the body's discomfort reaction, numbing his pain and sorrow, and making him look indifferent.
The zombie's eyes were frozen and focused on Morris.
As usual, his pain disappeared.
His emotions gradually became numb.
His body...
Become a cold, cruel, and unscrupulous weapon again.
It's time to kill.
Ostru and Leyock looked at the two people in front of them in amazement - they both knew what kind of burden and damage Morris's superpower would cause to the fragile human body.
Is this...impossible?
Morris was equally surprised when he saw these two people breaking free from the shackles of their supernatural powers.
"I underestimated you," Morris murmured, "This is the ability and quality that can only be developed in bloody battles."
"They are all the seedlings of the extreme realm."
Black Sword is still right.
Powers can come as a surprise.
But he can't influence the outcome.
Looking at the two tough guys standing up again, Morris touched his forehead helplessly and smiled helplessly:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, why are the experts always on the enemy's side?"
Thales nodded, feeling the same.
But this time, he smiled happily.
"We... can we talk now?"
Morris's smile stopped for a few seconds.
Behind him, Ostro and Leyock held their hands on their weapons.
Cohen and Glover's expressions became more and more terrifying.
Finally, the fat man sighed and spread his hands.
Glover and Cohen suddenly felt that the air around them smelled better again, and then they both took a deep breath and returned to normal.
"Don't worry, I also hate childish tricks," the change in the situation made the prince feel relieved, and he said loudly:
"We are all adults."
Morris frowned as he looked at Thales' young face.
Thales reacted and coughed:
"You know, in the imperial era, men reached adulthood at the age of fourteen and could go to war, marry, and have children."
The young man took a step forward.
"So I don't want to use my identity, nor do I want to scare people with sensational news," Thales looked at him seriously:
"I repeat, I'm here to help you, Maurice."
Morris rubbed his hands and looked around. The commotion of the Brotherhood thugs calmed down again.
He sneered:
"How to help?"
Returning to the most familiar battlefield, Thales took a deep breath:
"Although the Black Street Brotherhood has a big business, there is no need to gather the manpower of four big guys at the same time to commit an ordinary street robbery - even if the other party is followed by two muscular men."
Cohen shook his head, and Glover shook his arm, coming back to his senses from the previous state.
Thales thought about what he had seen and heard these days and said quietly:
"There's only one reason why you should be so nervous."
Morris stared at the boy steadily:
"You're talking nonsense."
Thales ignored his words and sneered:
"But what if it's not them?"
Morris paused while rubbing his hands together.
"If Belisia's people are kidnapped in your territory, if the culprit who has destroyed your business and hindered your development these days, causing you to have troubles and running into obstacles everywhere, is not the old rival you think...
"
Thales said in a sharp voice:
"Isn't it the Blood Bottle Gang?"
Morris did not reply, but behind him, Ostro, Leyock, Adrianza and others had mixed reactions.
"Of course, you already know that - from Belisia's mouth."
Thales said coldly:
"You just don't know what to do."
"Because the enemy is too powerful and cannot be resisted."
Morris pursed his lips tightly and stared at the young man under the hood in front of him.
Thales pushed aside Glover and Cohen, took a step forward with their worried eyes, came to a place a foot away from Morris, and looked at each other parallel.
It turns out that he is already as tall as Morris.
And the look in the eyes of this evil fat man who scares countless people...
So afraid?
Thales was confused for a while, but he immediately replied Qingming and said categorically:
"And I, I am you, and I am the only hope for the Brotherhood in this predicament."
"Now, can we talk?"
Thales finished speaking and waited silently.
The air became quiet.
Morris remained silent, his eyes becoming gloomy.
Everyone unconsciously clenched their fists or weapons.
Leyock's cold eyes met Cohen, while Glover and Adrianza looked at each other, exchanging provocative glances.
Finally, in the uncomfortable silence, Morris burst out laughing!
"Hahahahaha!"
Perhaps it was due to the supernatural power of the air, his laughter shook the alley and made people uncomfortable.
Layok pressed his ears uncomfortably, gritted his teeth and said:
"Boss——"
But Morris suddenly looked back!
"withdraw!"
The fat man looked cheerful and waved around happily:
"Go home, go home! Go do whatever you have to do!"
Everyone in the Brotherhood was stunned for a while.
Thales exhaled and smiled.
The next second, Leyock, who had followed Morris for many years, turned around and ordered without hesitation. Amidst the rustling of footsteps, Morris's men behind him all dispersed.
Ridmore and his Sleepless Men showed no expression on their faces, but they quietly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared into the chaotic and secret alleyways.
Adelionza hesitated for a moment, but nodded and turned around with his men.
Glover and Cohen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Most of the huge formation in this alleyway dispersed immediately.
Only the last people are left.
"Boss Morris..."
Ostru looked at Thales reluctantly:
"Are we still going to Hongfang Street today?"
Maurice didn't look at him, but looked at the prince with interest and repeated:
"withdraw."
Ostrow took a deep breath:
"Boss Morris, since we have mobilized troops, we should not return empty-handed. We should at least go shopping on Hongfang Street to give the red turbans a warning..."
After hearing this, Morris seemed to suddenly remember something.
"Oh, that's true, that's good," he waved his hand dullly:
"Go ahead, it's all up to you."
Ostru was stunned and looked at the thin team behind him.
"But, we are going to find the Blood Bottle Gang. We have a large number of people. Boss Roda..."
"Oh! Rhoda! My old friend!"
Like a deaf old man, Morris slowly dug his ears:
"Is he here too?"
Ao Chu pursed his lips:
"No, boss, but-"
Morris's face fell.
"Then what are you talking about?"
The fat man turned his head slightly, his eyes full of coldness:
"Could it be that your surname is Rhoda too?"
Ostrow's face suddenly turned pale.
But he assessed the situation and stopped entangled. He just decisively turned around and led his men away.
The Brotherhood forces that were originally under heavy siege suddenly only had three people left:
Morris, Leyock and another of his men opened the way.
"So……"
In the empty alley, Morris rubbed his hands and looked at Thales with a smile: "This handsome and handsome..."
"Why?"
Thales suddenly interrupted him:
"Why did you just say that this is a 'real aristocracy'?"
Morris paused and rolled his eyes.
"Because I've seen it."
Thales narrowed his eyes.
The kind-faced fat man from the Brotherhood laughed:
"True nobility has nothing to do with external demeanor, or even bloodline, but the imprint imprinted in the soul and bones."
Morris's smile faded slightly, his little eyes shining brightly:
"Even if you are stuck in the mud, even if you are from a humble background, even if you have nothing."
"They are also destined to be nobles."
Thales was thoughtful.
Morris rubbed his hands on his clothes, stepped forward, and stretched out his palms politely:
"Well, let me introduce you. I am Morris, I don't have a last name."
He chuckled and said:
"A street gangster."
Looking at the other party's attitude, Thales suddenly had mixed feelings.
Six years can indeed change a lot.
The young man no longer thought about it, he also put on a smile and held Morris's bloated finger:
"I'm Wyatt Castle."
Morris's smile remained unchanged until Thales' next words:
"I am the prince's attendant of the Kingdom of Stars, representing the lofty and noble, generous and wise Duke of Star Lake, the second prince..."
Thales looked serious:
"His Royal Highness Thales Brightstar."
Morris's palm froze.
Glover and Cohen looked at each other.
Facing Thales's indifferent but self-confident gaze, Morris seemed a little confused.
He blinked, took a step back, and listened to another subordinate whisper something.
After a few seconds, the fat man turned around and his face changed instantly:
"Oh yo yo, you are the prince's attendant, right?"
Morris took Thales' hands again and shook them vigorously, with an expression of surprise.
"What an honor!"
"It's also my honor," Thales let him shake his palm and sighed: "You may not imagine..."
Morris listened intently.
The young man looked at the naive Morris in front of him and said sincerely:
"But a long time ago, I never imagined that I would have such a day, standing here like this, talking to you."
Thales shook the fat man's hand hard:
"Boss Morris."
Morris's smile almost spread to the back of his ears. He clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Hey, yoyo, you are so polite..."
Glover and Cohen looked at each other with disdain in their eyes.
"Only a little bit..."
Morris smiled flatteringly, and Thales slightly curved his lips.
"As the son of Earl Gilbert Castle and a well-born prince's valet, His Excellency Wyatt Castle, he is twenty-four years old this year," Maurice said with great interest, but his words made Thales suddenly stunned.
Discoloration:
"And he doesn't look like you."
At that moment, Thales' expression froze on his face.
"At least he's not as handsome as you!"
Morris happily slapped the back of the boy's hand and made an awkward bow, his eyes shining brightly: