Struggle in Russia

The sky was pitch black, and the full moon that hung high on the zenith before had disappeared. Not a ray of light can penetrate the thick clouds, and the old alleys can't be seen. The wind blowing from nowhere makes people shiver with a chill that penetrates the heart.

The alley was not empty, in fact the narrow alley was almost packed. Two groups of gang members who were fully armed and hostile to each other almost looked at each other. Both parties can reach out and touch each other's noses.

If it was in the past, they would have fought in a mess long ago, beating each other to the death. But now they are surprisingly restrained, almost staring in the direction of the door of the Black Crow Tavern, wanting to know who the final winner is.

Of course, no matter who wins or loses, they can breathe a sigh of relief, there will be no more infighting, no more fighting in the same room, at least they can sleep soundly and eat enough again.

For gangsters, the requirements are so low, as long as they can live and have enough to eat, it really doesn't matter who the eldest brother is. The loyalty of the rivers and lakes will always only exist in legends, not in reality.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Clan leader, right? He is so good at fighting. He has experienced thirty or fifty conflicts, big and small, so he should be able to survive."

"Not necessarily, the fat man is said to have hired a lot of hard stubble who lick blood at the edge of the knife, so it's not easy to deal with."

Whispers are circulating in a small circle, and everyone is eager to know who the new boss is and what kind of change it will bring.

However, Li Xiao sneered at this: "Mr. Evans, it seems that your popularity is really not high! No one guessed that you will be the winner in the end. It seems that you are usually too low-key!"

Evans showed an embarrassing expression. He also heard the discussions of the gangsters, but he was not too disappointed with his low popularity, because he knew it was inevitable. He was even more surprised by the indifference of the gangsters. These guys were not worried about the fate of their bosses, but hoped to end all of this as soon as possible, just like a scumbag who just finished sex, revealing indifference and buddhism from the inside out. Tie.

"You're surprised by this?" Li Xiao laughed. "You thought they would be extremely loyal? Swear to defend their boss to the death?"

"You really think too much. Loyalty is very expensive. If it were you, you would have normal food, average housing, and average clothing, no savings, no guarantees, and you would be injured or die in a sudden conflict at any time. How loyal are you to the boss who brought you all this?"

Evans was stunned. Indeed, even Torel, who has always talked about his loyalty, is actually not very good to the people below. ,

That's really not much different from cannon fodder.

What's ridiculous is that these cannon fodder constitute the main body of the gang, occupying the vast majority. Once there are no leaders who drive them, their loyalty is really impossible to talk about.

But now, almost all the people who are most loyal to Torrel and Gabriel are in the tavern, and it is foreseeable that they will not be able to get out. Who will the cannon fodder go with? As long as they can raise their arms with a little bit of status, I'm afraid they will follow.

Evans took a careful look at Li Xiao. He became more and more afraid of this young man. From the very beginning, Torrel and Gabriel were calculated to death. He just threw a piece of bait to lure These two idiots killed each other and then sat back and waited for victory.

Evans was a little thankful that he was the one who was favored, otherwise, he might also be the one who died in the tavern now. Of course, it was more about excitement. When he thought that he could become the leader of the Hammer Gang, he felt like he picked up a lottery ticket but won the first prize.

In fact, Evans's small thoughts cannot be hidden from Li Xiao's eyes. He has been observing the expression of the deputy gang leader. After all, as the final winner and future collaborator, this future attitude will greatly determine the relationship between him and Xiao The lives of our partners are safe.

If this guy is a black-bellied person who refuses to accept his account after eating it up and wiping it off, then this period of time has really been for nothing. But for the time being, you can rest assured, because this guy's more joy and excitement shows that he is really surprised, and it also shows that he really does not have too much ambition and ambition.

For an organization, such a boss is definitely unqualified, and if he can't become bigger and stronger, he must have no future. But Li Xiao likes the moderate Evans, because he doesn't want the other party to be bigger and stronger, what he needs is a conservative and obedient person.

The sound of fighting in the tavern gradually weakened, indicating that there were fewer and fewer people alive, but Li Xiao knew that no one would survive inside, because both the black crow and the big bald head assured him that there were only dead people and corpses inside.

For this, he and Evans paid a huge price for a smuggling route. Although Li Xiao doesn't value that at all, but it must be calculated like this.

After another ten minutes, there was no movement inside at all. Li Xiao gave Evans a wink, and the guy immediately stood up knowingly, and said to the gangsters at both ends of the alley:

"It sounds like it's almost over. To be fair, I'll take you in together. But I said something ugly, according to the agreement between the gang leader and the accounting officer, the one who survives is the new gang leader. I don't care who you were before. Which big brother do you recognize, but from now on there will only be one big brother, the one who lives inside!"

"Also, put away the knives and guns for me. If I find out that someone is trying to do something wrong, the first one will not agree and kill him directly!"

"Listen clearly!"

The gangsters were more talkative than Evans had imagined. They sang in unison, and then followed him slowly into the tavern like a quail.

There was blood everywhere, but it was not as bloody as expected. Except for the dead body of James Vaughan, who was separated, most of the others died better. Of course, the blood stains everywhere are inevitable, after all, there are more than 20 human lives here.

"Don't move, I'll check!"

Evans gave instructions to the gangsters again, and impatiently walked towards the two most eye-catching people. Gabriel was lying on the ground, his fat belly was about to be stabbed, and a big lump of intestines was hanging on the ground. Outside, death was extremely embarrassing.

Evans felt his pulse, and said to the punks, "The Comptroller is dead!"

There was no lamentation, no sadness, almost all eyes were fixed on Torel, who was sitting motionless on the chair. The gang leader who was good at fighting seemed to be wounded and sitting there resting. Could it be that he was the final victor?

Evans was also a little worried, but when he walked in front of Torel, all his worries disappeared, and Torel died, with wounds all over his body, but the most deadly thing was a dagger stuck in his body. On his chest, his eyes were even more rounded, as if the moment when he was about to die was full of disbelief.

Evans turned around and said heavily, "The boss is dead too!"