Woof woof!
The stray dog showed up again.
It wagged its tail and rushed to Chen Lun's feet.
"Aren't you leaving yet? Just in time, I need your help with something."
He stroked the dog's head.
Then his fingers moved slightly, and a shimmer appeared on his fingertips.
The mouth opened slightly and howled out a loud meow.
Meow!
Meow! !
Responses came from all directions.
Then countless green eyes emerged from the darkness.
Connie and Floy were startled.
There were thirty or forty stray cats of various colors surrounding him.
"They will escort you back, don't worry."
Chen Lun turned to look at the two girls.
"Ah...this, is this all true?"
Connie was stunned at first, and then felt dizzy.
Tonight is truly like a dream.
I encountered danger and experienced rescue, witnessed a dangerous battle, and now I was home surrounded by so many kittens!
Woof!
The stray dog was like a big brother, leading the other cats to wander around the feet of Floy and Connie.
It seems to be saying, brother, don’t worry, as long as we are here, there will never be any perverted dogs coming to harass them!
"Be careful."
Floy said softly.
Chen Lun nodded and gave him a reassuring look.
I just don’t know if Floy can understand it...
Then Floy took Connie and left with the cats and dogs.
Seeing them disappear from sight, Chen Lun bent down and picked up a trumpet gun on the ground.
[Blast Fire-Homemade Fire Gun]
Item description: The craftsmen made this gunpowder flintlock by themselves. They used rough craftsmanship and unique ideas to create this weapon.
The expanded muzzle makes it powerful at close range, and there is no limit on ammunition.
A handful of broken iron sand will blast a person into slag!
Of course, its minor drawback is that it is not very stable, easy to explode, and a bit labor-intensive...
After reading the description, Chen Lun couldn't help but think of the iron fist gloves.
"Crazy Hand...isn't it just for use with this thing?"
The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was.
At the same time, I also admire the craftsmen who made these two things.
This is a crazy idea...
He turned around and glanced at the "Water Beach" sign beside the steps and walked straight down.
When he actually entered the waterfront, his first impression of the place was that it was dirty and smelly!
A stench hit my nose directly.
Chen Lun frowned slightly and quickened his pace.
We passed many bungalows along the way, most of them dilapidated.
Because the lantern holders will not come here to light the lamps, these residents will hang a simple lantern at the door of their house.
It's like a candle cladding a fish tank.
The faint light shines across the embankment corridor, facing the huge and spacious "sewage moat". A colorful lantern sign flashed not far away, and the words "Flower and Bird Tavern" could be vaguely seen.
Not long after, Chen Lun came to the door of the tavern and opened the door directly.
Bang!
The noise and heat hit us.
It was filled with excitement and excitement inside.
It is completely opposite to the dead silence and coldness outside, like two worlds.
A group of drunken drinkers glanced at him and ignored him, continuing to indulge in the joy of gambling and teasing the maids.
"Hey, handsome boy, what do you want to play?"
The beautifully dressed boss lady came over and asked with a flattering smile.
There was a hint of wariness in her eyes.
Although the black-haired young man was dressed in rags, his appearance and temperament were obviously incompatible with the environment here. Coupled with the coldness radiating from his body at this time, people can't help but feel a little scared.
"Madam, is the Iron Fist Gang's stronghold here?"
Chen Lun said politely and softly.
The tavern owner's wife came closer, and the smell of her inferior perfume was a bit pungent, making him just want to sneeze.
"This...sir? Are you in the wrong place?"
The landlady denied it and showed a forced smile.
She had a strong feeling in her heart that this man was definitely looking for trouble!
A police officer from the Sheriff's Department? Or a guy from another gang?
Chen Lun smiled at her, pushed her away and walked straight inside.
He already got the answer from this woman's performance.
"Sir? Sir! Where are you going!?"
The landlady suddenly panicked. She felt she couldn't stop the man, so she ran back to the counter.
He took out an old-fashioned walkie-talkie from the drawer below and prepared to inform the Iron Fist Gang members in the inner courtyard.
Zhizhi!
At this time, several big black mice came out and bit her palm.
"Ah! Damn it!"
The landlady was startled and dropped the walkie-talkie to the ground in pain.
Then the mice immediately picked it up, like carrying a coffin, and fled quickly.
"??"
The landlady was stunned.
"The rat...the rat took my walkie-talkie!?"
Chen Lun roughly pushed away the bartender and the maid who were blocking his way, causing a lot of angry shouts and exclamations.
"Brat!"
A sloppy drunkard who looked like he hadn't showered in decades stared with his eyes stretched out and wanted to grab Chen Lun's collar and teach him a lesson.
But a flintlock gun was pressed directly to his head.
"Sir? If you want to die, I can help you."
Chen Lun smiled.
"Yes...I'm sorry!"
The drunkard suddenly sweated to the heel. The hand he originally raised retreated to his chest, and he slowly backed away with an ugly smile.
"ah--!!"
Screams started.
The maid in the store was so frightened that she hid. The other drinkers also hurriedly got up and left, making a lot of noise.
Chen Lun ignored them and continued walking inside.
Many cautious drinkers had anticipated something was wrong and quietly left the tavern.
Chen Lun walked through the kitchen and took away a kitchen knife.
Then he opened the door and came to the inner courtyard.
"who!?"
A question came.
In the open space in the courtyard, members of the Iron Fist Gang were hitting wooden targets. When they heard the sound of the door opening, they looked over.
"Your good friend, Jack."
The two men in leather jackets looked at each other, one ran towards the building and the other stepped forward.
"Jack? I don't know him."
He said coldly.
"If you go in the wrong direction, get out of here!"
"Heh... you can't go wrong."
call out--
A cold light flashed.
A sharp kitchen knife slashed across the man's throat.
The man in the leather jacket hesitated a few times and fell down, clutching his neck.
Then Chen Lun threw the kitchen knife in his hand, cut through the air, and hit the other person's back with a scream.
The man flew forward a few meters due to the inertia of running, twitching and lying on the ground without making any sound.
Chen Lun strode forward.
The light from the tavern behind him shone through the window, lengthening his shadow and dragging it toward the building.
Passing by two large warehouses on the left and right, Chen Lun vaguely heard the clanging sounds inside, and he was thoughtful.
But he had no time to care now and walked directly into the building.
At this time, there were only seven or eight members of the Iron Fist Gang in the hall. The boss, Gary, was sitting on the sofa and reading some information.
"Hey! Who are you!?"
Seeing a strange man casually walking into his gang's territory, several members of the Iron Fist Gang who were playing cards stood up quickly.
Staring at Chen Lun warily.
Gary also moved his eyes away from the information in his hand and focused on the strange man at the door, narrowing his eyes.
"Your Excellency? Why are you coming to our Iron Fist Gang so late for something important?"
"……kill."
