"City Lord, according to the laws of the City of Chaos, Bennet's crimes are serious and he should be severely punished. However, his properties do not belong to individuals. Among them, properties such as teahouses, shops, restaurants, etc. are all owned by the Marquis family. The property should not be confiscated as well.”
"Yes, City Lord, there is no evidence to prove that these industries are involved in illegal operations. Such a one-size-fits-all approach would be too hasty and unfair to the Marquis family."
"City Lord..."
Michael frowned as he listened to the officials' advice, and said with a stern face: "Bennet's case is still under investigation. Whether those properties are really clean or not is not up to you."
"City Lord, our city of chaos governs the city by law. Judicial justice is the foundation of our existence. If we can't guarantee this, we may let the residents down." A rather old official stood up with a stern look. looked at Michael and said.
"I have never questioned the rule of law, and I will never touch this bottom line." Michael looked at the official with a solemn expression and said, then glanced at the officials present, and his voice also became a bit more stern: " However, if someone wants to use pretentiousness to confuse right and wrong, I will never tolerate it. Bennett’s incident will be the beginning of our city of chaos to completely rectify the underground world, so it’s best not to take any chances.”
Several officials avoided Michael's gaze in a panic.
"This should have been the case a long time ago." The old official who stood up earlier nodded with some relief.
"The meeting is dismissed." Michael stood up and walked towards the door.
"City Lord, the Marquis family has torn off the seal on the teahouse and has sent people to move in." Dix followed Michael and said.
"Who gave them the approval?" Michael frowned.
"According to the approval slip issued by the Property Rights Department, they have the authority to adjudicate the ownership of such property that has not yet been qualitatively disposed of. The Marquis family submitted the application and the process complied with the regulations." Dix replied.
"Ha, you dare to issue approval slips at this time. The hands of the four major families are indeed a bit long." Michael sneered with a stern face.
"Do I need to inform the Property Rights Department about this matter?"
"No need, I want to see how far they can do it." Michael shook his head and said in a low voice: "It's time to clean up the inside of the City Lord's Mansion. I'm afraid they have forgotten who they should serve. The four major If the family's interests stand above the law, then the city of chaos will have no place to stand."
"Yes." Dix looked slightly stern, was silent for a while, and then said: "In addition, the store that Gray Temple gave to Miss Reina of Maimi Restaurant was also occupied by people from the Marquis family. ”
"Is there such a thing again?" Michael stopped and frowned: "Who gave the order this time?"
"It seems that the Property Rights Department gave them a note."
"It seems that after old Marquis died, there was indeed no successor." Michael smiled and continued to move forward.
"Do we need to send someone to mediate over there?"
Michael shook his head and said: "Don't worry about that side. Someone will teach them a lesson naturally, and they will be more effective than us. But the property rights department is probably rotten to the core. You can go to the Gray Temple for me later."
"Yes." Dix nodded, wondering if the Gray Temple would intervene in this matter? They gave away the store, so there seemed to be no problem for them to intervene.
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"What interesting things have happened in the city recently?" Ian asked with a smile while sitting by the fish pond, holding a fishing rod in his hand and staring at the buoy.
"There are quite a lot of interesting things. Bennet of the Marquis family has capsized, and all the dirty things he did have been exposed. He probably won't be able to get out this time." Hill, who was sitting next to him, He grabbed a handful of small biscuits and threw them into the fish pond. There was already a large group of fish in front of him.
"That little guy has been going astray since he was a child. His father is also a bastard. He didn't help him. It's sad to see him end up like this." Ian sighed.
"You deserve it, what's the pity." Hill curled his lips.
"If this matter has become like this, the City Lord's Mansion will probably start to rectify this problem. You are the head of the family now. You have to keep an eye on whether the children below are reaching out randomly. Don't be careless."
"Whoever dares to reach out will have his hand cut off." Hill said sternly: "There are so many ways to make money while standing, and you have to go through crooked ways, so don't blame me for being unkind."
"Haha, you girl, you have my style." Ian looked at Hill with a satisfied face and said with a smile: "If it were your father and your uncles, they wouldn't be able to say such things. You can’t do such a thing.”
"It's about the survival of the family. I have a strong idea in my heart. Those paths are not long-term, and they cannot make a family prosperous." Hill said seriously.
"Okay, okay, you go and do your work. After feeding all the fish, what else can I catch?" Ian said with some disgust.
"Hmph, then you can go fishing alone." Hill threw the remaining biscuits into the fish pond and left with a smile.
"This girl..." Ian watched Hill's back with some helplessness, and then leisurely threw his straight hook into the fish, smiling and saying to himself: "That old guy Jeffrey, there's no such thing as I’m so laid back.”
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In a luxurious box filled with smoke, Cyril was lying in the arms of a blonde beauty, intoxicated with a magic potion.
"Master Cyril, what have you been busy with lately? Is there any way to get rich?" A young man in a golden robe was lying opposite him and asked with a smile.
"Hey, stop talking. I've been annoyed by a dead girl recently." Cyril spat, his expression a little ugly.
He had heard that Dailan Clothing's business was booming, and it had become the best-selling and most reputable women's clothing store in the City of Chaos. It was no exaggeration to say that it was making a fortune every day.
And the doubts in the family began to favor Gloria because she counterattacked, turned Dailan around, and even created another industry.
His blacksmith shop has been tepid recently, and the increase in advance production capacity has begun to show signs of weakness. With his ability, there is no way to do better in a short time.
"Brother, let me tell you a good deal. Have you heard about the recent arrest of Bennet of the Marquis family?"
"Is there anything you don't know about this matter?" Cyril curled his lips, not paying much attention to the business mentioned by this fox friend.
"It is true that everyone knows this, but not many people know that after Bennet was arrested, more than a dozen gambling houses and brothels in the city were shut down. The gamblers and prostitutes had no place to go, and they have been restless recently. Very good." The man chuckled and said: "If we open a few gambling houses and brothels at this time, get some of that medicine to sell, and fill the gap, then making money will not be as easy as picking it up."
"There is such a thing! Are you telling the truth?" Cyril sat up suddenly, his eyes shining.
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