Kingdom’s Bloodline

"go home."

Hearing Thales' words, and looking at his figure again, Ostrup burst into a sneer without hesitation.

"Not many people deserve to make a home here, boy."

Behind him, tied with black silk, the fraternity thugs standing densely also sneered, their eyes were fierce, and they stared maliciously at the three people who were besieged at the fork in the alley.

You don't know that.

Thales cocked his lips and smiled, calmly.

He looked straight behind him as if he hadn't seen Austru:

"Where is your leader?"

"I want to talk to him."

Lei Ax's smile faded away.

"Dian... Huaiya?" Glover showed a worried expression.

What is this prince going to do again?

"Ah? Oh, yes, Huai, Huaiya?" Cohen was confused for a moment before he realized it. He was puzzled at first, and then excited: "Why, what do you want to do?"

It's like the time in the Northland again, trying to save the world?

Thales turned around and grinned:

"Visiting friends."

"Don't use the fireworks for help, just protect me behind you."

Cohen and Glover were taken aback at the same time.

"Here I lead."

Austro looked at Thales with increasingly unkind eyes.

"Just talk to me," he shook the ax in his hand:

"Or follow it."

Thales sighed, and when he was about to answer, hurried footsteps sounded in the alleyway.

"It's them!"

A few figures squeezed away from the team of thugs and came to the side of the leader Ostrup—Thales recognized them as the Brotherhood "Sleepless" who had previously met on Red Square Street, and chased them all the way to Lai. Ridmore of the elegant clubhouse.

"I remember them," Ridmore panted, pointing at the three of them:

"Especially that big guy with a stiff face!"

Glover let out a sigh of relief.

"Do we know him?" Cohen turned around suspiciously and asked Thales and Glover:

"Also, do I look stiff?"

Glover's expression turned even worse.

"Are you sure it's them?"

Austru was a little annoyed at Ridmore who suddenly intervened in the line and interrupted his speech:

"With so many of us, we are going to fight the red turbans, so don't waste the time because of a few small fish."

But in the ranks of the Brotherhood, Leyock on the other side made a faint voice:

"Redmore is the 'Sleepless One', he can't make a mistake."

Ostrup glanced disapprovingly at Leyok.

"That's right, it's them!" Ridmore gasped, straightened up, and gritted his teeth:

"When they were on Hongfang Street, they sneaked and watched outside the 'One Night Affair', and then fled into the territory of the Blood Bottle Gang,

Now here it is again...they definitely have a problem! "

"Damn it," Cohen blinked. He lowered his voice, slightly surprised:

"How did he know we came from Hongfang Street?"

Glover sneered, and replied gruffly:

"Because you look like a prostitute."

Cohen looked confused at first, and then became unhappy.

Thales turned his eyes and observed almost everyone in the field.

"We're still busy, so you three."

Ostra swung his ax and said loudly:

"Should I raise my hands in surrender and confess obediently, or wait for us—"

"I said that!"

Thales suddenly spoke in a long voice, so that everyone here could hear clearly:

"Your level is not enough, let the leader come and talk to me!"

The interrupted Ostrup stared coldly.

He glanced around first, and the whispering frat thugs fell silent again.

"Every year, there are always aristocratic young masters who are used to chatting and drinking, who can't stay idle and are pretentious. They want to learn the tricks of stage plays, and visit this magical place in disguise."

Austru stared coldly at Thales, who looked the youngest but was obviously the leader of the three:

"Just to see how miserable we are, and feel how good we are."

His words made many thugs show jealous eyes.

Lei Axe's tone changed, and he smiled grimly:

"Until they see: how good we are, how bad they are."

As the swords were on the verge of breaking out, Glover could not help clenching his teeth as he felt the hostility of the surrounding crowd becoming more and more obvious.

"enough."

"Steel Cone" Ed Leonza in the Brotherhood team pulled out a mace and spoke coldly:

"If you have anything to say, get down and talk!"

Opposite him, Korn drew the Bearer Sword from its scabbard and stood ready.

"Everyone!"

Thales had to cough heavily.

"Are we really going to do this?"

He exhaled, and glanced at the densely packed enemies around him.

good.

Just a little bit, you can catch up with the murderous sword of disaster, the majestic Lombard army formation, or the siege of orcs surging in the black tide.

"Honestly, I'm way too old."

Thales said helplessly.

Ostrup frowned, but kept looking at the team that obeyed the order to move, and calculated the timing of double-teaming.

I saw the young man spread his hands, ignoring the fierce eyes of countless people in front of him.

"I said, I really went too far to show my identity or show some strength, and then pretended to be profound in the exclamation, scaring the enemy into dumbfounded shit, and let passers-by blindly imagine that I am an invincible and strong man worshiping , the age to get self-esteem, pleasure and sense of existence from it."

Cohen and Glover looked at each other.

"So, please, I don't want to do that," Thales noticed that more and more thugs moved quietly and gathered behind them:

"I'm not interested in that."

Glover and Cohen turned their steps, expanded the defense zone, and were alert to the movement around them.

"Oh? So you are a noble young master with extraordinary status. After revealing your identity..."

Austro's complexion changed, showing viciousness:

"Can we ask for more ransom?"

But the boy smiled slightly and ignored it.

"In fact, I doubt my father would pay the ransom for me - based on past experience, he probably would have preferred me to be ripped apart."

At this moment, another cold voice sounded:

"how do you know?"

Ostru, who was interrupted again, saw the speaker clearly, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Leyok..."

But Thales smiled softly, and looked at the familiar face he had seen countless times in the streets and alleys when he was a child.

His old "friend".

The Silent Killer, Leyok.

At that time, this man always kept his head down, put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly with his shoulders swaying, and walked slowly into the fraternity grounds, just like an ordinary local gangster.

But even Quaid, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, didn't dare to say anything when he saw him.

And all beggars know—don't meet his eyes.

Thales dissipated the memories of the past, smiled lightly and said:

"Because I know my father."

But the Quiet Killer shook his head:

"No."

"What I'm asking is: How sure are you that it's Morris who's leading us?"

Thales narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that his authority was being questioned again, Ostrup angrily warned:

"Leyok!"

But the Quiet Killer didn't even look at Austru, but just stared at Thales quietly.

Thales looked at the familiar face of the other party who had experienced a lot of vicissitudes, and suddenly remembered the experience of listening to him and Belicia fighting to death under the corner when he was young.

"This guy."

Thales pointed at Austru:

"He started from the era of the 'Thirteen Generals', and he is the knife in Luo Da's hand."

Oscar's expression changed.

"The steel cone is Qincha's thug, and Leyock, your business is brokered by Morris," Thales nodded one by one, counting the treasures, even a little lazy:

"As for the sleepless people over there, they belong to Lancer."

Leyock, Ed Leonza, and Redmore all frowned.

Glover looked puzzled: Even if he was a beggar from the Blood Bottle Gang, he didn't know much about the inside information of these brotherhoods. How could the prince...

Cohen looked calm:

Anyway, Canxing knows everything!

"The brotherhood has such a big action and battle, but you don't belong to each other, and you are divided into four big bosses, which means that there is someone else in the lead."

"As for the closest thing to here, I can only think of Fat Morris."

Thales looked around and said loudly:

"Why hasn't he come out yet?"

But Thales' voice spread in the alley, but no one responded, which only aroused the doubts of everyone in the Brotherhood.

Thales frowned, and couldn't help muttering.

Did you guess wrong?

Adrian Sa in the crowd snorted coldly: "This kid is very talkative, but he doesn't know—"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved, making a surprise attack!

Go straight to Thales!

The unexpected happened suddenly, and the complexions of both Austro and Thales changed slightly.

But a figure also flashed behind the boy, and faced Adrian Sa, the air was turbulent!

clang! clang! laugh!

The alleyway is narrow, and the sound of weapons clashing beats the eardrums, making all the listeners frown!

The triad ended, but Adrianza gritted his teeth and retreated.

He looked at a wound on his right arm, frightened and angry.

Opposite him, Glover, who was blocking Thales, coldly withdrew his sword, shaking off the blood on the blade.

A small commotion broke out in the ranks of the Brotherhood, and Ostrup changed color suddenly.

That's the steel awl under Qin Cha's hands, known for being able to hit it.

Today's idea... is indeed a bit hard.

"Damn it," Cohen showed a surprised little look, and couldn't help but look at Glover with admiration:

"Although this guy can't beat me, he's still very good at using a sword..."

Glover let out a breath through his nose as a disdainful response.

"I have seen this sword move and pace..."

Adriansa tore off the black silk cloth on his arm, and tied the wound tightly. He stared at Glover with a look of dread beyond his words:

"Have you served in the standing army?"

"It's very close," Glover snorted coldly, swung his long sword again, and stopped the other two fraternity thugs:

"Guess again?"

Adrianza frowned.

Austru couldn't stand it any longer, and shouted angrily:

"Fucking - shoulder to shoulder, take them down!"

The voice fell, and on the other side, the two thugs closest to them rushed forward with roars!

The surrounding figures surged, obviously eager to try.

Thales sighed.

The result is still going to this step?

Sure enough, without him having to speak, another strong figure passed the young man and charged forward.

laugh! Swish!

There were two terrifying muffled sounds, and the two thugs at the head fell to the ground together, bleeding and crying out in pain.

"Drag it back to be disinfected and bandaged, maybe it can still be saved..."

Cohen used his cool "weight bearer" to hold a sword flower, looked at the enemies in front of him, and hummed disdainfully:

"Who else?"

The thugs in his direction all froze, staring at Cohen's bloody blade, and no one rushed forward.

On the other side, Glover also saw the blood with his sword without changing his face. He knocked down one person and then pushed him back into the enemy's team, causing the opponent to be confused.

The two men's sharp movements and powerful shots were so effective that the fraternity thugs looked at each other and hesitated for a while.

Cohen heaved a sigh of relief: Fortunately, the aggressive streets are different from the forbidden battlefields. As long as you knock down the most ruthless and deadly ones, it will form a deterrent...

Only Thales rubbed his face with a headache.

Damn.

Ostrup watched his subordinates drag away the felled thugs, and watched them look forward and backward, feeling annoyed in his heart:

The opponent's strength is tricky, let's not talk about it for now...

But the fraternity thugs in the capital, haven't they fought tough battles for a long time?

Obviously, as long as someone is ruthless, they desperately hold back their attack...

hateful!

Why did the blood bottle gang have these two hard ideas?

So……

Ostrup looked at Cohen and Glover, gestured to the others, and pouted in the direction of Thales.

Immediately the formation of the Brotherhood began to move.

Cohen has been on duty on the streets of the capital for many years, and he noticed their plans sensitively. He stretched out his long arms and protected Thales behind him:

"Don't even think about it."

Glover took a step back tacitly, and the two of them firmly protected Thales.

But Thales sighed helplessly.

"Okay, I'm serious!"

Regardless of the faces of the two people beside him, Thales pushed their arms away, and pointed at Ostrup and Leyock with a sleepy expression:

"You go and tell Morris: I can help with the problems he encounters."

"I said, I will lead here."

Ostra stretched out his fingers, extremely dissatisfied:

"And I'm very unhappy..."

That's all.

Thales didn't bother to listen to his harsh words intended to distract and take the opportunity to attack.

Looking at it like this, it is estimated that they will not stop if they just say that they are princes, and they will sit down and have a good talk.

Gotta get some real stuff.

"Austro, Thunder Axe, right?"

Thales raised his voice:

"Since you work for Rhoda, I think you must know the blacksmiths on South Street, such as Karachi?"

Ostrup's arm froze in the air.

"You must also feel very bad. After he and other shops that have dealings with you were inexplicably raided, your underground arms business, especially the processing of used goods such as tempering, suddenly became full of obstacles and difficult? "

Thales sneered and said:

"And it's probably not the only thing that makes you feel bad."

Thales was satisfied to see that when this remark came out, not only Ostrup, but also many fraternity thugs including Ed Leonza, Leyock, and Ridmore changed their faces.

Glover was puzzled again: You know all this?

"He does know something, it doesn't look like a small fish," Adrian Sa, a Northlander on the other side, said coldly:

"Regardless of casualties, take him down."

The people behind him immediately stepped forward, but Thales turned his head in time.

"Ad Leonza!"

The boy Lang Lang said:

"You are Qincha's number one officer, and you have been running business with him in the northern border and Yadi. To be precise, you are fighting for territory with the Blood Bottle Gang."

Adrianza snorted coldly.

"And in these years, especially after the warning of the Broken Dragon Fortress was lifted and the northern frontier returned to peace, you went smoothly and drove the Blood Bottle Gang to a standstill."

"But you were sent back by Qincha."

Thales shook his head:

"Because he knows, he knows the reason for your victories these years, and he knows where the key to the development of the Black Street Brotherhood lies."

"Especially these days, when your development is blocked."

The voice fell, but I saw a figure flashing in front of me!

clang!

Adrianza's mace and Glover's sword were locked together, unable to advance or retreat.

"Hold."

The Northlander, nicknamed Steel Cone, gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression on his face:

"I fucking hate nobles!"

"What a coincidence," Glover wrestled with the other party, and did not forget to respond in a muffled voice:

"Me too."

But on the other side, Cohen suddenly trembled, subconsciously turned his head and raised his sword, blocking a blade that appeared out of nowhere!

clang!

Leyok's figure was erratic, retreating at the touch of a touch, like a ghost in the sun.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed, and the shouts of killing started!

The thugs of the Brotherhood came up one after another.

Glover and Cohen yelled angrily. The two of them, one in front of the other, protected Thales in the middle, and tried their best to resist the attacking swords and swords!

Thales knew something was wrong, but he had faced such situations countless times, and he believed in the abilities of Glover and Cohen even more, so he forgot the panic in his heart and calmly said:

"Leyok!"

"Aren't you worried about being entangled with us here?"

Leyok's eyes moved in the crowd.

"Belicia just got out of danger, why don't you go and see?"

Leyok's complexion changed, he put down the blade he was gripping tightly, and stopped the thugs behind him.

Thales smiled slightly:

"Or, the news she brought back made your boss very nervous?"

Leyock's expression changed again!

But this time, he showed a ruthless look and gave his subordinates an order:

"Come on, leave a tongue for him, as long as he can speak."

Taylor's smile faltered.

Grass.

On the other side, Glover and Adrianza separated again, his long sword slashed and drew two streams of blood at the same time, knocked down the two thugs who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity, and blocked other enemies who wanted to swarm up .

But Cohen roared and swung his sword, restraining the width with strength, knocking the enemies who couldn't help but fell back into the team time and time again.

"Aren't you coming out, Maurice?"

Amidst the shouts of killing, Thales called out the sin of Hell River, allowing his voice to penetrate the crowd.

But the situation remained unchanged.

"Take care of yourself," Austru said with a sneer in front of him, "Small-mouthed young master!"

Thales felt cold.

"I want to say, that Wyah," Cohen gasped:

"Is there really no need to ask for fireworks?"

Although Cohen and Glover performed with ease, Thales couldn't help becoming anxious as he watched the enemies rushing up one after another.

"And what about Lancer? The Brotherhood's Sleepless Eye?"

The prince added a name and shouted violently:

"I think he's the one who feels the deepest about the news that Belicia uttered, right?"

"He doesn't want to 'go home and have a look'?"

The moment his voice fell, a distinctive and steady voice resounded in the air, as if ringing in his ears:

"stop!"

Thales let out a breath, staring at the surging crowd.

finally.

A fat and strong figure appeared in the crowd, he spoke in a deep voice, but it was as if he had the power to make everyone quiet:

"Everyone, stand back."

The thugs were puzzled for a while in the chaos, and then they slowly lowered their weapons from back to front, stopped and retreated.

The shouting gradually subsided.

Glover put away his sword, leaving two poor people crying on the ground.

Cohen, on the other hand, elbowed the last red-eyed thug, raised his head panting.

The crowd at the alleyway slowly parted, and a short, stout but strong man walked with calm steps.

Thales saw the other person's face clearly, and a big stone fell from his heart.

six years.

Saw him again.

"Boss Morris!"

When Ostrup saw the person coming, his expression became serious:

"We'll be taking it soon..."

But Morris just raised the corners of his mouth and showed a hideous smile:

"Don't you see, Axe?"

One of the six giants of the Brotherhood, Morris who occupied the Lower City of the Royal Capital patted Ostrup on the shoulder.

He turned his head coldly and looked straight at Thales.

"He's not one of those cowards you kidnapped."

"It's not those sons and young masters who think they are the protagonists of the novel, but once they lose their status, power or the support of magic weapons, they will be useless and shiver."

Thales also looked back at Morris with a cold look in his eyes.

In his beggar days, it was this kind-hearted fat man who controlled the gang business of the Black Street-the origin of the Black Street Brotherhood-and even the entire lower city. Ke, Locke, Quaid, Beth, and most of the fraternity members Thales met had to bow their heads and obey orders.

And he would occasionally appear at the Sunset Bar, and every time Yala looked reserved and the boss looked bad.

Oh, by the way, Morris also raised a ferocious wolf dog, which almost killed Thales.

But none of that compares to Morris's other crime: he once suffocated a runaway beggar in full view.

Since then, the members of the fraternity and their opponents have been in awe of Morris: no matter who, when they look at this smiling fat man who can do anything to children and has no mercy, he will Feel the chill down your back.

The beggars even shrank back under Quaid's warning, for fear of getting into trouble.

But at this moment, Thales suddenly found that he was already standing here, looking directly at the other party.

"It's an aristocrat," said Morris, walking on through the crowd. The brothers' thugs all bowed their heads and retreated. "The real one."

"Not the kind of good-for-nothing dude that the red turbans like to cling to."

Morris finally came to Thales.

Cohen and Glover dutifully stopped in front of Thales, warning this ordinary-looking fat man.

And Morris looked at the two bodyguards standing in front of him, showing a shrewd smile typical of a businessman.

At that moment, Thales was suddenly terrified!

"enough!"

The young man opened his mouth abruptly, appearing a little out of composure:

"Close enough!"

Thales reminded his two subordinates aloud: "Be careful, this guy's ability—"

But before Thales finished speaking, Morris raised his eyebrows, squinted and smiled:

"Yes, enough."

In the next second, the complexions of Cohen and Glover changed drastically, and they all flickered!

There were two blunt bangs, and their weapons touched the ground at the same time.

Thales was startled.

Glover trembled and tore off his collar, panting in pain:

"I... breathe..."

And Morris just looked at him with a smile, as if watching a kid next door playing a game.

Damn it!

Thales was frightened and angry: Morris' ability - the distance is too far!

On the other side, Cohen also blushed, desperately supporting the ground:

"I remembered...fraternity...fat boss...abilities...air..."

Damn, if you give him a chance, it doesn't take much, as long as there is a second, the second when you can draw the sword, you don't have to be so embarrassed in front of His Royal Highness...

[But you don't have that second. 】

At the end of the tower, the words of Master Jedi sounded in his ears:

[If you don't grab it, you won't. 】

If you don't grab it, you don't have it.

Cohen pounded the ground angrily and painfully, but it only made it harder to breathe.

"Ah, I recognize you. You are the famous 'stupid police officer' in the green skin nest in the west city." Morris looked at Cohen with the hood down, and said with a tusk:

"It's really not easy for your father that you can survive till now."

Cohen trembled all over:

"Hold--"

Glover's face was grim, and he was staring at his hand with difficulty breathing.

Damn, if it wasn't for the whiplash, I'd be able to...

Morris straightened up. This time, he looked at Thales, his smile remained unchanged but his eyes turned cold.

"Say it, kid," the fat man said with a tusk:

"Who are you?"

"Or more directly—who is your boss, or your father?"

Thales took a deep breath and realized that he was not among the targets of Morris' ability.

But……

He raised his head and looked at the smiling Morris.

As well as Austru with a smirk behind him, Adrianza who was unhappy, and Leyock with a cold expression.

He underestimated Morris - the other party was not the fraternity butler who rarely took shots in his impression, on the contrary, as long as he used it properly, his ability could even bring down two super masters.

but……

Thales closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Six years ago, I didn't even have a chance to face him, did I?

At that time, a dog of the other party could kill him.

but now……

Thales opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and clear:

"Tricks are fun."

Morris hummed and looked at the boy with interest:

"It's quite courageous."

But Thales' next sentence made Morris stop smiling:

"So that's how Black Sword was trained?"

Thales raised the corner of his mouth:

"Because of your air ability, he has simulated similar predicaments countless times, and his anti-stress training has continued to improve, so that he can calmly and escape every time he faces Ashida?"

black sword.

Ashida.

Morris frowned.

But after a few seconds, he laughed.

"Over the years, more than one person has brought out the black sword in front of me."

After two clatters, Glover and Cohen could no longer grasp the hilt of their swords, and put their arms on the ground.

The thin air made their symptoms of hypoxia more obvious.

Thales was anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and looked straight at the other party.

It's just that Morris scratched his chin, full of nostalgia:

"They always sound like old fritters, pretending to be familiar and bluffing people, as if they are high-ranking and have a big business-this is as interesting as 'Know the Kingdom of Wrath, I used to talk and laugh with him'."

Kingdom Wrath.

Thales thought for a while about the man who rushed into the enemy's formation with his back on his back, with a volcanic aura, and frowned.

In this world, I'm afraid there really is no one who can chat and laugh with that guy.

Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed out loud in the encirclement.

"I know," Thales also showed a nostalgic expression:

"You don't like this: you and Hei Jian have known each other for a long time, and they are very familiar."

"Maybe it started more than 20 years ago, when you were still working as mercenaries in the desert together?"

Morris stared.

Thales chuckled lightly and said:

"Really, the Big Nine?"

At that moment, everyone in the Brotherhood looked at each other in doubt.

Morris didn't speak.

He just pursed his lips and looked at Thales silently.

The boy also looked back at him quietly.

But the next moment, Morris snorted and laughed.

"Pretending to be high-level and talking about the fur of secrets, people think that you are well-informed, and your level is very high and unfathomable."

"I've seen this set of coercive tricks before."

Thales' expression remained unchanged, watching Morris hiss and shake his head:

"Very childish."

Morris waved his hand, nonchalantly:

"Tie him up and take him back."

But at this moment, there was another commotion in the Brotherhood!

The commotion did not originate from the rear.

Thales lowered his head, also slightly surprised.

At some point, Cohen raised his head and stared at Morris.

The Flame of the Stars was beating wildly, pouring out from the heart regardless of the cost, shining bright spots on the skin.

They provided him with a steady stream of extra energy, allowing the Sergeant to forcibly inhale much more oxygen than usual.

Made him tremble, but unstoppably...

stood up.

Cohen gritted his teeth and turned the sword in his hand, his vision gradually turned red and blurred.

Time to get back on track.

On the other side, Glover also stood up slowly: his terminating power permeated his whole body, melting the stored matter and energy, reducing the body's discomfort, numb his pain and sorrow, and make him look indifferent.

The zombie's eyes froze and lost focus, focusing on Morris.

As usual, his pain disappeared without a trace.

His emotions gradually became numb.

his body...

Turned back into a cruel, cruel, unscrupulous weapon.

It's time to kill.

Ostrup and Leyock looked at the two in amazement - they all knew how burden and damage Morris' ability would cause to the fragile human body.

This... is impossible, right?

Watching the two break free from the shackles of the supernatural power, Morris was also surprised.

"I underestimated you," Morris murmured, "This is the ability and quality that can only be cultivated in bloody battles."

"They are all the seedlings of the extreme realm."

Black Sword is still right.

Powers can be unexpected.

But can't control the ending.

Seeing the two tough guys standing up again, Morris touched his forehead helplessly, and let out a helpless wry smile:

"Tsk tsk tsk, why are masters always on the enemy's side?"

Thales nodded, feeling the same way.

But this time, he smiled happily.

"We...can we talk now?"

Morris's smile froze for a few seconds.

Behind him, Ostrup and Leyok held their weapons in their hands.

The expressions of Cohen and Glover became more and more terrifying.

Finally, the fat man sighed and spread his hands.

Glover and Cohen suddenly felt that the air around them smelled good again, and they both took a deep breath and returned to normal.

"Don't worry, I also hate childish tricks," the change of the situation made the prince feel relieved, and he said loudly:

"We're all adults now."

Morris looked at Thales' immature face and frowned.

Thales reacted and coughed:

"You know, in the empire era, a man became an adult at the age of fourteen, able to go to war, marry a wife and have children."

The boy took a step forward.

"So I don't want to use my identity, and I don't want to scare people with sensational news," Thales looked at him seriously:

"I repeat, I'm here to help you, Maurice."

Morris rubbed his hands together. He looked around, and the commotion of the fraternity thugs had calmed down again.

He sneered:

"How to help?"

Returning to the most familiar battlefield, Thales took a deep breath:

"Although the Black Street Brotherhood has a big family and a big business, there is no need to gather four big men at the same time to do an ordinary street robbery—even if the opponent is followed by two muscular men."

Cohen shook his head, and Glover shook his arms, recovering from the previous state.

Thinking about what he had seen and heard these days, Thales said quietly:

"There's only one reason for you to be so nervous."

Morris stared at the boy fixedly:

"You're talking nonsense."

Thales ignored his words and sneered:

"But what if it's not them?"

Morris rubbed his hands together.

"If the person who kidnapped Belicia in your territory, if the culprit who has sabotaged your business these days, hindered your development, caused you to go wrong, and bumped into walls everywhere, is not the old opponent you think... "

Thales said sharply:

"Isn't it the Blood Bottle Gang?"

Morris didn't reply, but the people behind him, Ostra, Leyock, Adrianza, and others had mixed reactions.

"Of course, you already know—from Belicia's mouth."

Thales said coldly:

"You just don't know what to do."

"Because the enemy is too powerful to resist."

Morris pursed his lips tightly, staring at the boy under the hood in front of him.

Thales pushed away Glover and Cohen, took a step forward with their worried eyes, came to a place a foot away from Morris, and looked parallel to each other.

It turned out that he was already as tall as Morris.

But in front of this wicked fat man who made countless people fear, his eyes...

So afraid?

Thales was at a loss for a while, but he immediately returned to Qingming and said firmly:

"And I, I am you, and the only hope for the Brotherhood's current predicament."

"Now, can we talk?"

Thales finished speaking and waited silently.

The air was quiet.

Morris was silent, his eyes darkened.

Everyone clenched their fists or weapons unconsciously.

Leyok's cold eyes met Cohen, while Glover and Adrianza looked at each other and exchanged a provocative look.

Finally, amidst the uncomfortable silence, Morris burst out laughing!

"Hahahahaha!"

Perhaps it was due to the ability of the air, his laughter shook the alley, making people uncomfortable.

Leyok pressed his ears uncomfortably, gritted his teeth and said:

"Boss—"

However, Morris suddenly turned around!

"withdraw!"

Fatty looked cheerful and waved around happily:

"Go home, go home! Do what you should do!"

Everyone in the Brotherhood was stunned.

Thales let out a breath and smiled.

In the next second, Leyock, who had followed Morris for many years, turned around and gave the order without hesitation. Amidst the sound of footsteps, the people belonging to Morris dispersed behind him.

Ridmore and his sleepless ones were expressionless, but they also quietly disappeared into the shadows and disappeared into the cluttered and hidden alleys.

Adrianza hesitated for a moment, but nodded, and turned around with his men.

Glover and Cohen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the huge battle in this alleyway dissipated immediately.

Only the last part of the people remained.

"Boss Morris..."

Austru looked at Thales unwillingly:

"Shall we go to Hongfang Street today?"

Maurice did not look at him, but looked at the Prince with interest, and repeated:

"withdraw."

Austin took a deep breath:

"Boss Morris, since we have mobilized many people, we shouldn't leave empty-handed. At least go to Red Square Street and give a warning to the red turbans..."

After hearing this, Morris seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Oh, that's right, that's good," he waved his hand dullly:

"Go ahead, it's all up to you."

Austru was taken aback, and looked at the thin team behind him.

"However, we are going to the Blood Bottle Gang, and we have a lot of people. Boss Rhoda..."

"Oh! Rhoda! My old friend!"

Like an old man with deaf ears, Morris dug his ears slowly:

"Is he coming too?"

Austin pursed his lips:

"No, boss, but—"

Morris' complexion fell.

"Then what are you talking about?"

Fatty turned his head slightly, his eyes were full of coldness:

"Could it be that your last name is Rhoda?"

Austro suddenly turned pale.

But he judged the situation, no longer entangled, just turned around decisively, and led his subordinates to leave.

The originally besieged Brotherhood forces suddenly had only three people left:

Maurice, Leyock, and another man who opened the way.

"So……"

In the empty alley, Morris rubbed his hands and looked at Thales with a smile: "This handsome..."

"Why?"

Thales interrupted him suddenly:

"Why did you say that this is a 'real nobleman'?"

Morris paused and rolled his eyes.

"Because I've seen it."

Thales narrowed his eyes.

Fatty Mianshan from the brotherhood laughed:

"The real nobility has nothing to do with appearance, or even bloodline, but the imprint branded in the soul and bones."

Morris smiled slightly, and his small eyes were full of light:

"Even if you are stuck in the mud, even if you come from a humble background, even if you have nothing."

"They are also destined to be nobles."

Thales thought about it.

Morris rubbed his hands on his clothes, stepped forward, and extended his palm politely:

"Well, let me introduce you, I'm Morris, I don't have a last name."

He laughed and said:

"A street gangster."

Looking at the attitude of the other party, Thales suddenly had mixed feelings.

Six years can really change a lot.

The boy didn't think about it anymore, he also put on a smile, and held Morris's bloated fingers:

"I'm Wyah Castle."

Morris's smile remained the same until Thales' next sentence:

"I am the prince attendant of the Star Kingdom, representing the noble and honorable, generous and wise Duke of Xinghu, the second prince..."

Thales looked serious:

"His Highness Thales Canxing."

Morris' hand froze.

Glover and Cohen glanced at each other.

Facing Thales' indifferent but self-confident gaze, Morris seemed a little puzzled.

He blinked and took a step back, listening to another subordinate whisper something.

A few seconds later, the fat man turned his head and changed his face instantly:

"Oh, yo, the prince's attendant, isn't it!"

Morris took Thales's hands again and shook them vigorously, with a surprised expression on his face.

"It's an honor!"

"It's also my honor," Thales let him shake his palm, and sighed: "You may not be able to imagine..."

Morris listened attentively.

The young man looked at the naive Morris in front of him, and sincerely said:

"But a long time ago, I really never imagined that I would have such a day, standing here like this, talking to you."

Thales shook the fat man's palm vigorously:

"Boss Morris."

Morris's smile almost extended to the back of his ears, and he shook his head, "Hey, you're being polite..."

Glover and Cohen looked at each other's fronts and backs, and at the same time showed contemptuous eyes.

"Just a little..."

Morris flattered and laughed, and Thales slightly bent his mouth.

"As the son of Earl Gilbert Castle, a well-born prince's attendant, His Excellency Wyah Castle, is twenty-four years old this year," Morris was full of enthusiasm, but his words made Thales suddenly Discoloration:

"And he doesn't look like you."

At that moment, Thales' expression froze on his face.

"At least not as handsome and suai as you!"

Morris happily patted the back of the boy's hand, made a clumsy bow, and his eyes sparkled:

"Lovely and noble, generous and wise..."

"Prince Thales?"

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