Fander took people out for three days. He took out more than 70 people in total. When he came back, there were not a few people, but a lot of people were injured, but fortunately no one died.

"Damn it, Vander, if you hadn't punched that kid, then my arm wouldn't have been able to be saved, that little beast, I've already let him go, he even dared to attack me from behind ."

"Okay, Benso, you've said this three times."

"Damn, can I not say it? I almost lost my hand."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Vander had a faint smile on his face. He looked at Benso who was drinking heavily and shook his head.

Bowing her head, Fender looked at the explosion beside her legs. She raised her head, her big eyes full of concern for Fender.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

There is still blood that has not been wiped clean on his body, and there are many wounds, some were struck by iron bars, and some were chopped by knives.

Vander's injury was not minor.

As the boss of Heixiang, of course he will lead the charge.

But what's interesting is that when the opponents saw that they were facing Vander, most of the gangsters chose not to fight against Vander, except for those diehard loyalists of the alchemy baron.

They were reluctant to attack "Father Zaun".

You must know that in the past Zaun, the trench area, and even the middle class, most of the places were under the control of Vander, and therefore, Grayson met him and made transactions.

Many of them are favored and protected by Vander.

"By the way, what about that kid Lin Wen?"

Benso put down his glass and asked Vander.

Vander patted his head, and then rubbed it vigorously.

After Fender's action, Bakuba finally felt relieved, and then she turned around and ran to the basement, where she was going to find Wei.

In the Forgan Tavern, there was a lot of people talking.

The music machine changed the nostalgic style of the past and replaced it with a more cheerful song.

Looking at everyone who was celebrating, Vander felt a little emotional.

After a beautiful victory, the atmosphere in Heixiang... is different.

Although it was stable in the past, it was always a little dead, but after Fender changed his mind, the black alley became lively again.

"He should be very busy now."

"I heard that the Black Ice Alliance and the barons in the West District were all cleaned up by that kid?" Benso asked with a grin.

"Well, their surrender book is sitting there." Van der pursed his lips, and his beard was stained with some wine foam. At this moment, just like Benso, he was in a good mood.

Sure enough, he still likes to fight.

"Vander, look at you now, your smile is much brighter." Benso looked at Vander, who was smiling and smeared with alcohol. Funny, but don't say, this look of Vander made Benso very emotional.

It's been a long time since he didn't laugh so easily.

Every time Vander came to see him, he would spit bitterness to him and talk about what Wei and Bang Bang did to give him a headache.

Thinking of this, Ben Suo said, "Ever since you adopted Wei He Bang Bang, although you are always smiling, you haven't laughed so easily."

Benso looked at Fender and hesitated, "It's not your fault, Fender, you don't have to go to them with the heart of atonement."

"You are wrong." Vander shook his head, shook the glass, and said with a smile: "They are my daughters, although...sometimes they are disgusting, but I love them deeply. they."

He would never say such words to Wei He Bang Bang.

no way.

Vanderbilt couldn't bear that face.

Or... Vander is the kind of father who is not good at expressing his emotions. He can only say this to his good brother Benso.

"..."

Benso was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he lifted the cup and bumped it. The thick beard shook with a smile. He looked at Vander and laughed: "Yes, yes, no matter how troublesome it is, we brought it on ourselves. ."

"What could be more frustrating than having a child?" Benso blinked one eye and swallowed the drink with a smile.

"Of course there is."

Vander smiled and said, "That's the two daughters."

And in a place that Vander didn't see, a certain little guy jumped down the steps.

Happy footsteps.

Boom is very happy.

Wei is not a burden to Vander, of course she knows.

Because Vi is strong, she can help Vander.

But he... is not a burden to Vander.

I am his daughter, I think so.

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Halfway through the revelry party, the door of the tavern was pushed open, which made everyone in the tavern feel dissatisfied.

Vander was also very surprised, he remembered... He should have posted a notice, and what Heixiang has been doing these days, of course, the Forgan Tavern will not open during such a special period.

Who would open the door of the tavern so blindly at this time?

And when Vander and the angry Bensso saw the person who came in, both Vander and Bensso smiled.

All the gangsters in the black alley who looked back also silently turned around.

They are indeed on his side, but... except for a few guys who can talk to him, most people are quite afraid of him.

"Ha, brothers, let's see who's back."

Benso stood up, his chubby body squeezed away the guys in front of him, he held his big wine glass high and approached Lin Wen, and said with a big laugh, "He's the hero of the black alley!"

"Um... Benso, how much have you been drinking?"

Lin Wen gently pushed away the fat Benso who smelled of alcohol.

At the bar, Fander looked at Lin Wen and raised his glass. With a smile, he said loudly, "It's hard work, Lin Wen."

"It's alright, it's not too hard, it's just a few more trips outside."

Lin Wen took a glass of wine handed by a guy next to him and drank it in one gulp~www.novelmt.com~ He stuck out his tongue: "However, I have something to tell you, that is..."

Before Lin Wen finished speaking, the door that had just been closed was pushed open again.

And this time, when everyone turned around, they were all stunned, and even the air seemed to be stopped.

Soon, everyone stood up, and Fender, who had been smiling at Lin Wen before, even had a cold face.

Like an angry lion, Vander stared straight ahead.

The smell of swords drawn...

"It's interesting, there's no food to eat, no clothes to cover your body, and the black alley becomes poorer and more difficult. If this is what you want, then I can only say that you are wrong, brother."

He walked in slowly, his hands behind his back, elegantly not like a Zaun.

He was stared at by so many eyes, but Shirko didn't care at all.

"What? You don't welcome me?"

Next to Lin Wen, a roar sounded, and the drink that was filled just now splashed out. Benso smashed the cup directly at Shirko, and cursed angrily: "Silko, I'm **** your mother. !"

"You son of a bitch, I don't care if you climbed out of that stinky waterway, tell you, go back there, you are not welcome in the black alley!"

Lin Wen: ?

Lying... in the trough?

Does Benso have such a side?

How irritable!

This is too Zuan!

Silco is more familiar with Benso than Linvin.

As he said.

"Benso, you are still like this."

"When you shouldn't be in the way... you always show up in the way."

Benso couldn't calm down, he pointed at Silko and said step by step: "I, grass, you, mom!"

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