In fact, no one in the North District really knows what happened, and businessmen are waiting for news at home.
One of them has his own men in other areas, and he wants Ferguson to come back with an order. The businessman who has accumulated strength for more than ten years will try his best to clean up the superfluous things in the whole Blue Flame Island when he leads the monster.
It was Ferguson who didn’t come back.
Everyone is anxiously watching the long rainy night by their own stove and always feels that something terrible is going to happen tonight.
And the only one who is qualified to wait for the profiteer Woody at the dock with Florin has just returned home. He is not a fool, and he has also understood the meaning of pirates’ sudden deployment all the way. This means that the sea may have really changed. He is helpless to command guns and roses. Although he is anxious in his heart, Ferguson is too arrogant. He dare not disobey and dare not wait for Florin’s orders at home.
If you want to come to Florin, you should have figured it out. The horse will do it.
But he didn’t know that Florin had already turned into a pile of minced meat and spilled it in a quiet alley forever, and he couldn’t talk any more.
The carriage is still running on the road
The place where Chen Senran is going now is Florin’s house.
Although Florin is dead, I heard that he still has a son, so there is no way out.
That’s probably what the so-called extermination means
Although the North District ranks third in terms of prosperity in Blue Flame Island, it is the largest in the five districts of Bill Givot. After all, businessmen are also powerful and wealthy. Naturally, it is necessary to build a bigger place and enjoy some people. Every family is not far apart, so there is a little more occupation of territory.
The journey is a little far.
But it’s convenient to live far away. Chen Senran’s murder is unlikely to disturb his neighbors.
This is also keeping a secret.
After running for nearly a moment, the carriage finally came to Florin Mansion.
The first real nephew of Lanyan Island, his house is naturally luxurious among businessmen. The rockery fountain in the front yard garden is really called a small palace. It is said that there are thousands of yards near the private area, and there is no one else except his uncle’s house.
This environment …
It’s really a good place to kill people
"Draven is lucky that you went in and killed them all. By the way, there is a boy in his teens. You must kill all the boys anyway." Chen Senran stood in front of the huge mansion like a ghost. "I won’t go in."
It’s not that he doesn’t like children being killed. For one thing, he doesn’t like watching the weak being slaughtered. For another, he already knows that a guard of about fifty men is heading their way.
Guns and roses?
It’s normal, Ferguson. It’s not surprising that the most powerful man in Bilgewater has a separate team to protect him.
"Is Graves afraid of fifty guns?" Chen Senran took a deep breath and was still angry outside. It’s a pity that the horse here will smell of blood again. "It’s the strongest island of guns, roses and blue flames."
"Don’t say that 50 and 500 are nothing." Graves proudly grasped the shotgun in his hand. He also heard those steps in the dark, and he was satisfied that he didn’t kill the children. That was so interesting. Maybe he would have a few dog blood guilty dreams.
Come on, guns, roses
I’ll let your uncle Graves teach you how to play guns.
"Well, I’ll trouble you." Chen Senran took a deep breath again and pulled the curtain back into the carriage.
Always getting wet in the rain will catch a cold.
Axe and gun rang in the night rain outside the carriage almost at the same time, accompanied by intermittent wailing and unwilling to breathe before dying.
It’s a good time. It’s a heavy rain, otherwise it wouldn’t have covered up such a bloody night, would it?
I wish it were a sunny day.
Chen Senran listened to the chaos outside the carriage and beat his fingers on the seat in the carriage.
The beat seems to be in response to the gun, and it seems to be fast, slow, low, depressed and light when responding to the rain.
It’s like … yeah, it’s like there’s no rhythm at all.
At the end of the day, Chen Senran couldn’t help laughing. "I must not have been a musician before."
Ten minutes later, the killing finally stopped
The curtain of the car was re-lifted and covered in blood, which was a fresh contrast between Draven and the clothes he was still wearing or the blood was a little bit wet when Graves stepped into the car.
"How about it?" Chen Senran took a sniff and pulled aside the car curtain. He really wanted to sneeze. For Dreven, he smelled of blood.
"Oh, dear, I haven’t killed enough, so I’ve killed two boys, no, three Fan Zeng." Draven licked his finger blood vigorously. "Don’t worry, Draven is the most professional."
"Guns and roses are vulnerable." Graves blew on his still-smoking shotgun, forcing him to stop talking.
"Great" Chen Senran nodded and shouted "A" to the coachman outside.
He doesn’t feel guilty. So many people have died and there are children, but what can he do?
If you want to get to the highest point, you should do well. If you lose, you will lose everything. As a result, you will have no life, no family and nothing, instead of thinking about prosperity after winning.
Everything has its price. It’s as simple as that.
Mache continues the road
Heavy rain continues.
The night is dark.
very long
Long enough for Chen Senran to finish things.