Ember Gun

  Chapter 531 Original Plan

  In the night, the sky became clear. The dark clouds did not know when they dissipated. The stars came out of the darkness, emitting bright brilliance, and falling on the cold frozen ground.

Most areas of   Lingbing Bay fell into silence, only the bonfire was slowly burning in the dark, intertwined with people's steady breathing, and on the edge of the dock, the fire rose and the figures flickered.

   Countless Vikings arrive at Lingbing Bay every day. Most of them come from other territories. Therefore, an area dedicated to these Vikings has gradually formed here, including taverns, hotels, casinos, and so on.

  Following those gray businesses, some gray areas appeared. With the greed of the lords, this gray area also became more chaotic.

  Fortunately, no matter how chaotic, everyone acquiesces to some rules and never breaks them, but today... there were some accidents.

There are several gaming tables in the rudimentary hall. The Vikings are all around one of the tables. They gasp for breath. It is clear that there is harmony here, but they seem to be facing some kind of battle. The heart was beating violently, and bloodshot eyes were staring at the guests at the gaming table.

  In the enclosed space, the fire light swayed slightly because of the flow of breath, projecting people's shadows on the wall, which was extremely hideous.

"continue!"

  The man at the gambling table was so proud, he pushed the chips in front of him to the table and turned to stare at the other people on the table.

  Every gambler he saw looked nervous, sweat covered their foreheads, and did not dare to look at him.

Someone stared back hard. He grabbed the card in his hand and found a trace of his chances of winning. But when he was about to speak, he found that the man on the opposite side was looking at him, and then his gray-blue eyes were under his eyes. Fireworks rose for a moment.

  The gambler froze, and he was still familiar with the casino in front of him, but for a moment he could feel the ultimate panic, as if something strange under the ice sea saw him, the next second it would open its mouth and devour itself.

  The movement in his hand stopped, and when he recovered from the panic, it was too late.

   "Next... unveiled."

  The croupier also took a deep breath. She glanced at the guests beside her, and felt the sight cast from all directions. She was deeply stressed.

The casino almost stopped. Everyone gathered around the gaming table and stared at the cards on the table. This kind of thing often happens. For example, if someone is lucky and wins a few games in a row, it will attract everyone’s attention. And the reason why today is so special is because...

   "Oh oh oh! Won again!"

  The man danced with joy and satirized everyone present.

  Revealed the cards, the gambler on the opposite side immediately passed out, and the gamblers on the side seemed to have a heart attack, clutching their chests, saying some vague words, and fell down little by little.

The few gamblers who were still sitting in the chairs looked at the man with flushed faces. They pointed their fingers at him as if they were trying to reprimand, but in the end they could not say anything, with a desperate face. Looking at the cards on the gaming table.

   "Oh, this thing came from Inervig, you guys are not good enough."

  At the time when the Viking countries and Inverwege sailed, it not only brought wealth and technology, but also brought some messy things, such as card gambling.

  The man didn't care about the gaze of the people around him at all. He stretched out his hand, grabbed all the chips, and piled them in front of him, like a small mountain bag.

The croupier couldn’t stand it anymore. She felt a little bit weak. It’s not that she had never seen so many chips, but she had never seen such a situation. This stranger came forward in a few hours. From the beginning of the table, I never came down. The gamblers at the table changed from batch to batch, and he was the only one who survived.

   "These people are still too tender to play, and they are not interesting in the city. That's called intrigue."

  Lorenzo leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his foot directly, and landed on the gaming table.

Although he said so, Lorenzo is very happy now. He can't meet so many honest and innocent Vikings in Xiacheng. There are some cunning guys in Xiacheng who want to win from them. Money is harder.

Lorenzo and Hercules had gone to the Lower City before. Relying on Herculi’s unforgettable ability, he made a fortune through card counting, but it was a pity that the casino was not happy later, and Lorenzo killed him. The Quartet brought the money out, and because it was all on Hercules, Lorenzo didn't get much.

   "I said... gamble here, can you bet on the spies of those lord?"

  Shrike stood behind Lorenzo, he lowered his voice, his voice full of helplessness.

  A few hours ago, Lorenzo said that he was going out to find the lord’s spies. He turned left and turned right, but he came to this place. Then he sat on a chair and never came down.

   "Spy? What kind of spy?"

  Lorenzo looked incomprehensible, his eyes swept back and forth, looking forward to the next desperate gambler.

   "There are so many idiots, if you don't make a good profit, do you think you are worthy of the cultivation of the cleaning agency?"

  He untied his collar and pulled his chest. Lorenzo looked very excited and took out a cigarette and held it to his mouth.

Shrike was dumb and bickering. He rarely beat Lorenzo. He felt a little hot. When the atmosphere was the hottest, he also yelled with others. In the end, the atmosphere became more and more depressing. Lorenzo's pass kill.

  Although it is said that money is something outside of the body, when this thing becomes more, let alone, it looks pretty good.

   "Next round, next round! Is there no one?"

  Lorenzo waited for a while and shouted to the people around him. As a result, no one came forward, and the casino fell into peace like this.

  I don’t know who opened the doors and windows, and the cold breeze blew into the room, blowing out people’s desires, and then fell into the cold. Everyone looked like they were waking up from a big dream, and then anger surged.

  Playing cards here are mostly thugs with shameless deeds and blood on their hands.

  People gathered around, looking badly.

  Shrike pressed Lorenzo's shoulder hard, and Lorenzo was there, so there was no need to worry about personal safety issues, but this was not Xiacheng District, but Lingbing Bay. They still had a mission.

   "If no one is playing, then I can go. Where can these chips be exchanged for money?"

Lorenzo ignored Shrike’s suggestion. He pulled the corner of the croupier’s clothes, and the croupier looked at Lorenzo in horror. The guy in front of him couldn’t understand the atmosphere. The chips stayed and left silently.

   "No one can always win."

  There was a voice, and people stepped aside, revealing the man behind him, with a knife scar on his face, giving people a fierce and vicious feeling. Lorenzo temporarily called him Scarface in his heart.

   "So you are here for a fight, right?"

  Shrike pulled Lorenzo's collar forcefully. This guy was obviously here to kick the court.

   "Otherwise?" Lorenzo whispered, "As long as there are people, there will be rules, and there will be people who customize the rules. Are we going to check who is the lord's spy from house to house?"

  "As a local snake in this gray area, he cannot be ignorant of this. We only need to find the boss among them and tortured him to get the information."

  Lorenzo analyzed it with reason and evidence.

Shrike looked at him, he believed it for a while, but then felt something was wrong. They could kill everyone silently and torture them again, instead of wasting time at the gambling table. The reason seemed to be no different. It was Lorenzo's **** to defend himself.

   "As long as you are lucky enough, people can indeed win forever."

  Lorenzo said loudly.

   "You cheated."

  Scarface didn't care about Lorenzo's excuses, and said directly and positively.

  The situation is a bit bad. The croupier retired long ago. Only these two strangers and a group of aggressive Vikings were left in the hall.

   "Ahem, do you want to learn? Actually, I can teach you," Lorenzo said inexplicably, "but I want to meet your boss."

   "I am the boss!"

  Scarface shouted.

Lorenzo squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully. He felt that this man was a bit silly, not very like the boss, and he remembered the past. Lorenzo had participated in a gambling game like this before. He felt that the guy in front of him was just A dead ghost, the real boss is still hiding in the dark.

   "Then it looks like I can't talk about it properly."

  Lorenzo stood up slowly, resting his hands on the gaming table, he lowered his head and did not look at anyone.

  Shrike was right. Not only did Lorenzo deliberately do this, but in fact, they didn't come to the lord spy at all.

  "Shrike, you said, now that there are internal and external troubles in Lingbing Bay, if there is a melee, will Garon have enough to protect Frocky?"

   "You...what did you say?"

  Shrike suspected that he had heard it wrong. He knew that Lorenzo’s plan had always been crazy, but he had never thought it would be so bad.

   "I said, act as planned."

   "What was the original plan!"

  Shrike was almost crazy, Lorenzo didn't tell him anything at all, he started betting as soon as he came in, and he stunned a passing Viking and snatched it from him.

  Lorenzo looked at the shrike with foolish eyes, and then overturned the gaming table.

  Countless chips rose into the air, attracting everyone's attention. The next moment the cold metal came out of the wooden package, Lorenzo waved his sword and cut off the gaming table in front of him.

  Don’t join any forces' disputes, just like a sudden storm.

The next moment violent and invisible pressure came, Lorenzo's eyes flashed with fireworks, spreading fear and despair. The angry Vikings froze in place before they even had time to attack. They felt that they were being touched by something. Caught, some terrifying evil monster.

  They looked at Lorenzo, it felt like they were looking at the abyss.

   Also at this time, a harsh explosion sounded, and a brilliant fire ignited with Lorenzo’s sword swing. The fire pierced the night sky and burned, igniting the pier of Lengbing Bay.

   "What... what did you do?"

  Shrike saw the fire burning in the dark, and was shocked. Judging from the fire, it is estimated that tomorrow morning, the group of them will be taken to the dock and beheaded.

   "I said it wasn't me, do you believe it?"

  Lorenzo was also stunned. He turned his head and looked at the burning flames and the blood mixed in the warm wind.

   "Then what's going on?" Shrike asked, which exceeded his expectations.

Just as Lorenzo was thinking, the Scarface in front of him rushed over with a knife, the metals intertwined, and the Scarface suddenly felt an irresistible force from his hand, followed by the sharp knife in his hand. He was picked up by Lorenzo and fiercely inserted into the wooden table.

   Without waiting for Scarface to react, he hit his face with a heavy fist. The bridge of his nose broke, blood overflowed, and he rammed into the crowd directly, causing a group of people to turn on their backs.

In the sound of wailing and crying, a group of brawny men rushed up, shouting with tears in their eyes.

   "Boss! Boss! What's wrong with you!"

  Looking at their real crying, Lorenzo was startled, and then couldn't help asking.

   "Is he really your boss?"

"if not?"

   The brawny shouted with tears on their faces, and then pulled out their weapons one after another, as if they were going to return to the Hall of Valor together with the boss.

Listening to this sincere words, Lorenzo was a little moved for a while. He has been in the sinister and cunning Xiacheng district for a long time. It has been a long time since he met such a group of simple and real people. He said that the boss is the boss, upright and upright. One couldn't help crying.

   "This guy really is the last group of lunatics! They are going to the Hall of Valor together with Lingbing Bay!"

  The strong men looked at Lorenzo, who was holding a cane and sword, and at the raging fire outside the window. People shouted and rioted.

   "Wait? Finally form an association!"

  Lorenzo felt that he had heard some words that shouldn't be here, the sword was raised, and the tip of the sword pointed at you.

  The pressure brought by the rising secret blood forced the brawny, their hearts banged loudly, facing Lorenzo's blade, they did not dare to fight back for a while.

   "Are you... not theirs?"

  Scarface sat up slowly, his voice was dull, covering his nose.

   "What's going on... Could it be that..."

  Lorenzo suddenly thought of something, he looked at the shrike, a little panic appeared in his eyes.

  He still remembers what Ragnar said to himself. Froggy participated in the final assembly meeting. He should have died there with other members, but he escaped and returned to Lingbing Bay alive...

   "The lord betrayed the association. He should have died there. The association will not allow this to happen. The traitor will be punished..."

  Scarface tore the clothes on his chest, revealing a scalded scar. The scar was twisted into a cross. It seemed that there was a tattoo on it, but he burned it off.

   "I was one of them. I know how crazy they are. This is their revenge."

  Scarface said with some fear.

   "Proliferation of death."

  Lorenzo took the shrike and rushed out of the casino, and saw that the night sky was burned red by the fire, and the flame continued to reach the mountainside, almost approaching the lord’s residence.

  "They are going to kill Frocky and let him finish his death."

  Shrike's voice trembled and trembling. He had thought about encountering battles in Lingbing Bay, but he didn't expect to come so fast and so powerful.

  "What to do, Lorenzo!"

  Faced with Shrike’s question, Lorenzo didn’t know when he wore a silver crown, which was shining in the night, holding up a sword in one hand and Winchester in the other.

   "Follow the original plan!"

  He said so, and then rushed into the burning night.

  　 The spirits are not very good these days, and after reading some big guys' works, I feel a little unstable, and Cavinka is panicked.

  (End of this chapter)