Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 678 Die for me

"Polaris?"

Phantom Blade Kathleen stood calmly in the center of the crowd, letting the blood bottle gang in the warehouse make noise:

"Is he killing our people?"

"The second prince? The barbarian prince who came back from the north?"

"The guy who fucked the King of the North and the Princess of the North at the same time?"

"How could it be? How did we get involved with such a big shot?"

"Didn't he become a duke? Shouldn't he stay in the palace with fine clothes and fine food, and let eighteen maids massage him? What are ordinary people like us doing?"

"Which blind person in the gang offended such a big evil star?"

"No, then how about we take revenge?"

"This is the Emerald City, he is just a guest, he shouldn't dare to do this, right?"

"He is the king's son, the future king. Even if he mobilized tens of thousands of troops to enter the city and wiped out us and the black silk men, no one dared to say anything..."

"How are we going to fight against such a big guy?"

"How about a rebellion?"

"Is it too late to withdraw from the gang and protect your safety?"

"Well, please, let me go out for a moment. I need to pee... Oh, you also need to pee? Then let's go together..."

There was a lot of discussion and panic in the warehouse.

Franco, Jaga, Gutierrez, Garmandia...the bosses of various industries and regions looked at each other with shock, doubt, and a touch of fear.

Damn it.

Behind Douro, Glover gritted his teeth and observed the expressions of those present.

Why, why did she say it was His Highness Thales?

Is there someone behind the scenes, someone intends to use these gang forces to harm the prince?

Or is this crazy woman telling nonsense to expose the Blood Bottle Gang's losses?

"I knew it! I knew that bitch prince was not a good person! Boss Douluo was right, all nobles with titles are bastards!"

Tsimikas next to the zombie was very angry:

"Fat boy, let me tell you, the first day that Polaris entered the city, I went to watch. There were numb bodyguards in circles, three floors inside and three floors outside. I stuck my head in and was slapped by the guard! Fuck! , What kind of bastard prince is so arrogant that he doesn’t see others benefiting the country and the people, but only sees the power of others! How can we, the Duke, be humble and kind, and understand the sentiments of the people? "

Glover forced himself to nod, barely raising the corners of his mouth.

"By the way, his bodyguards are all extremely vicious gangsters! I remember, there was a heavily armed, super-ferocious big guy, almost as strong as Fatty, who killed a lot of people just by looking at him! There was also a guy wearing a half-mask. His mouth was covered, and if he wasn't so ugly, who would be a normal person wearing a mask? Now, look, he looks like a dog, this prince is indeed a villain!"

Behind Tsimikas, Rolf clenched his fists and exhaled heavily.

Glover had to turn around and hold his shoulders, pulling him away from the angry crowd.

"quiet!"

Fogg's voice drowned out the entire audience, forcing the entire warehouse to become silent.

The local boss of Emerald City turned around and spoke cautiously:

"Catherine, are you telling the truth? Prince Thales did it? But this is too unfair..."

"Too unrealistic?"

Katherine took over the conversation loudly. She snorted coldly and looked around:

"Yes, maybe you don't care, but the fact is: on Queen's Day, when the Emerald Festival is at its busiest, in the Kongming Palace, the kingdom's top figures are fighting to the death for power and status, even the air they breathe, It can cause a storm in the lower levels of the city!"

The leaders present looked at each other, some were filled with indignation, while others were worried.

"You big shots are fighting to the death? Bah! We are the ones who are really struggling in the mud, bleeding and losing our lives! We!"

In the field, Roger "Shit" patted his chest angrily:

"Polaris? When they were sitting in the palace drinking tea with their feet up, and fucking the maid's ass in the study, they didn't lose even a hair!"

His words were met with a chorus of echoes.

Taremi, who was in charge of the streets in the Guangrong District, gritted his teeth and raised his hands: "Then let them see what our Blood Bottle Gang is capable of, and what it means to be a 'gangster aristocrat' for a hundred years!"

Franco said calmly: "Sister, we are all here. What do you say we should do?"

The voices in the warehouse became more unified.

"It's not good. She definitely came prepared. Her purpose is to draw all the hatred to His Highness." In the corner, Glover whispered to Rolf. "After the first two cases, we have lost the Emerald City." The upper class of society and middle-level officials, now, if even the lower-level cities and streets are lost..."

Rolf didn't respond. He just stared at Kathleen while enduring the surge of emotion in his chest and the dull pain under his knees.

"Yes, we, we are just grass on the roadside when the storm comes." In the warehouse, Kathleen's voice became softer, but her tone became colder. "We are weak and humble, drifting in the wind, but don't forget, little The grass is also strong and unshakable.”

The next second, the Phantom Blade raised its sleeves and claws:

"So, brothers, since the storm has arrived, we have no time to blame each other, no room to blame others, no chance to hide with our heads in arms!"

She roared:

"We have only one choice: Unity or destruction!"

The warehouse erupted with enthusiastic and angry responses.

Glover looked at this scene in disbelief.

Could it be said that these were all expected and instructed by Duke Iris, and the purpose was to make it difficult for Star Lake Castle to move forward in the Emerald City from top to bottom?

What's their next move? Destroy the reputation of Star Lake Castle? Or simply attack the prince's team with the acquiescence of the Emerald City?

Either way, this is too bad.

No, no, the prince and Marius must know this immediately, and they will make the safest decision.

Glover became more and more worried as he thought about it. He patted Rolf and said, "It's time to go."

But Rolf shook his head. He narrowed his eyes, took in the appearance of Phantom Blade and the other bosses, and tried his best to express his meaning with the simplest gestures:

[Wait, some of them are wrong. 】

Glover frowned: he didn't understand the other party's gesture, he only recognized the mute's refusal.

"Hey, I know you are related to the Blood Bottle Gang," Glover said in a low voice, "Maybe there are still friends of yours in this warehouse."

Sure enough, Rolf froze.

"But don't forget your current identity," Glover's tone became colder, "and who you are loyal to."

Rolf subconsciously held down his knees, his eyes locked on Katharine's body.

Until the strange rhythm of applause sounded from the crowd, which was particularly harsh:

"Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah..."

The crowd in the warehouse gradually became quieter, and everyone turned their eyes to look at the applauders.

"Nice speech, knife bitch, as always."

In the corner of the warehouse, Nekra stood in front of a few men and said lazily:

"I'm almost touched."

Katherine narrowed her eyes.

"Nekra, Red Viper," the Phantom Blade said faintly, "What about you, unite or destroy?"

Red Viper smiled slightly.

"Before this, I only have one question, one small question."

Nekra clicked his tongue and said:

"Knife bitch, those big shots you just mentioned, whether it's Polaris, Duke Iris, or some guy with a little power in the corner... How much money did they give you, how many men did they promise you, can you Are you asking me to tell you such nonsense?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the warehouse became stagnant.

Wanderer Fogg sighed: "Good guy."

Katherine remained calm. She just stretched out her hand and stopped several indignant men:

"It seems that some people are unwilling to unite."

Behind her, most people looked at Nekra with increasingly unkind eyes.

"Bah, you stinky knife bitch!"

Nekra's expression changed, and he said ferociously:

"Every time, every time you create a mess that you can't clean up because of your incompetence, you make up a big excuse and bring out an imaginary, superior enemy to fool everyone, 'It's all their fault.'" It's not my fault', 'They should be responsible', 'The overall situation is like this', and then you act like you are dedicated to the public good, forcing the brothers to join you in 'uniting as one and uniting as one'..."

Red Viper swept over the people behind the Phantom Blade one by one and said hatefully:

“Let’s say ‘unity or destruction’ in a loud voice, and find a few stooges to shout after them, making it sound like it’s very loud...”

Behind Kathleen, Tarimi, Franco and others frowned at the same time.

"Then we'll find people to 'talk' to, overtly or secretly, and ask them to 'take the overall situation into consideration.' As for those who 'disregard the overall situation,' we'll seal their mouths, or even let them disappear directly, until the remaining people - out of interest Or fear, out of stupidity or badness, or simply stupidity and badness - no longer object, call you the boss of the Blood Bottle Gang again..."

Nekra snorted angrily:

"Fuck, after all these years, don't you get tired of playing like this all the time, knife bitch?"

He fiercely opened his iconic dark red jacket and pointed at the others:

"Do you really think that the people down there are all stupid fish in Fergie's tank, just letting you go back and forth and get fucked in all kinds of positions?"

After this call, there was silence in the warehouse.

The original warm atmosphere seemed to have been poured cold water on. Everyone no longer shouted and responded, but looked at each other in confusion.

Kathleen didn't speak, her face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to freeze.

Until Fogg coughed, breaking the strange silence.

"Perhaps you are right, Fergie," Kathleen said slowly, "some people are not suitable for tolerance."

"Red Viper," Roger behind him glanced at everyone, "We are facing a powerful enemy. Maybe you should wake up—"

"No, you should wake up!"

Red Viper interrupted him with an angry roar:

"It's you, it's you, all you stupid fish should wake up! The enemy is now? Who is the real enemy of our Blood Bottle Gang? Who?"

Katherine looked at him coldly:

"That's it, Xiaohong, then I'll take it as your reply."

She waved her hand, and the men behind her got the signal, moved slowly, and surrounded Red Viper.

Although Nekra's manpower is small, they are not to be outdone and are on the front line one after another.

The atmosphere in the warehouse became tense again.

"Oh no, didn't you say you won't fight? Fatty..." Tsimikas subconsciously went to pull Glover, but got nothing. "Where are you, Fatty?"

"We really should go," Glover said in another corner, holding Rolf's shoulders and speaking sternly, "You don't want to get involved, do you?"

But Rolf took a deep breath and shook his head at him.

His past experience in gangs made him instinctively feel that it was not the right time yet.

"Nikla, facing such a big shot, our situation is already very bad. We can no longer fight among ourselves." Seeing that the two gangs were about to start fighting in his field, Fogg sighed and had no choice but to stand in the middle of the field and separate himself. The two groups said, "Don't be impulsive. Think before you speak."

"I thought very well!"

Nekra seemed to be risking his life. He ignored the bad situation in front of him and pointed at everyone with gritted teeth:

"Seven or eight years ago in Yongxing City, Hongfang Street, we suffered heavy losses in a night of war. Five of the eight cadres died! I don't understand. We should have been preparing to ambush the Brotherhood! You must know that they even had a black sword at that time. None of them were present…”

He said angrily:

"And how did we, the Blood Bottle Gang, lose? How did we lose!"

These words made everyone confused for a while.

Nekra snorted: "But then I understood that the question shouldn't be how we lost, but rather: why did we lose?"

Katherine and Fergie both frowned, and the latter asked:

"Isn't this the same problem?"

Red Viper smiled.

"Ah," Nekra shook his head, his eyes sharp, "Because we want to lose, we must lose."

He pointed sharply at Kathleen:

"Because if we don't lose, we don't turn the powerful Blood Bottle Gang into a torn mess, and we don't destroy the top two backbones in the gang, including 'Joker' X, 'Wolf Warrior' Khalkha, and 'Chaos God Soldier' 'Song, as well as the bosses such as 'The Tailor' Solo' and 'The Bandit' Rube, as well as their manpower, were sent to the black silk men to kill them one by one, and all of them were killed and buried in Hongfang Street..."

As soon as these words came out, Kathleen's eyes flashed!

The red viper bit out the most vicious tone from its teeth:

"Then at that time, how could a certain boss, who had qualifications but not qualifications, strength but not strength, fame but not fame, or even a few skills, get to the top?"

Glover, who was calmly looking for a way out, suddenly felt that Rolf in front of him trembled slightly.

In the field, Red Viper laughed loudly:

"Then how can someone - like today - use the excuse of 'the enemy is too powerful' to get through the relationship with the big shots, so that Beier can have the face to negotiate with Hei Sizi - and accept those who died in the battle at the same time? The bosses' territory, annexing the dead man's business, unifying the entire gang, and transforming the Blood Bottle Gang left by Boss Turnbull into her Blood Bottle Gang? "

"Look, the Blood Bottle Gang was completely defeated, and 'Phantom Blade' Kathleen turned the tide - that sounds so good!"

The whole warehouse exploded.

The people on Catherine's side yelled curses, and the Red Viper people responded with obscene words, but more people didn't dare to speak and were at a loss.

"Red Viper is crazy," Jaga, the bad shoemaker who stood on Catherine's side, turned around and sighed. "He has been suppressed by the elder sister for too long. He can't bear it anymore and has to fight."

"I really admire his courage," the field recorder Franco said, "I am willing to give him an extra portion of the coffin money."

On the other side, Gutierrez and Sangare stared at the two of them with displeased eyes.

The scene was chaotic until someone couldn't help but take action, and Fogg had to come out again to maintain order.

"No matter what you are implying, Red Viper," Kathleen was not annoyed at all, but was surprisingly calm, "Who, who taught you this trick of throwing dirty water?"

Red Viper's expression froze.

"Dirty water?"

Nekra avoided her question. He laughed wildly at first, and then his laughter suddenly stopped.

"Seven years ago, Kathleen, you were the first to receive the news that the black silks were going to rob Hongfang Street, so you asked us to prepare an ambush circle and prepare to give the black silks a hard blow," he said in a vicious tone. "But you didn't show up for this opportunity to beat up the black silk and make a name for yourself?"

"I wasn't in the royal capital at the time," Catherine smiled slightly, "and don't forget, you weren't there either."

While she spoke slowly, she carefully checked her sleeves and ties inch by inch. The thugs behind her did the same, with an unnerving calmness.

"So I sent the most capable people!"

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Nekra became more and more impatient:

"Including the Leiden brothers and sisters, Goronski, Numeno, Spin, Dorno - most of the manpower I left in the royal capital! After a night of war, I didn't even have enough manpower to escort the goods and sweep the streets!"

He said coldly:

"And what about you? Among the people you sent to the capital that night, did you have anyone whose name can be remembered?"

As soon as these words came out, Kathleen's expression turned cold.

"Me too," a cold light flowed across her sleeves and claws, "that night, I also lost my most trusted and promising general, right in Hongfang Street."

That night……

The most trustworthy and promising general...

Hongfang Street...

In the corner, Rolf felt his breath hitched.

Nekra rolled his eyes:

"Oh, yes, that arrogant boy, the guy who uses his powers to play with the wind. What do you call him, the wind-chasing kid?"

"It's the 'Ghost with the Wind'." Phantom Blade said calmly.

A guy with tattoos on his face and using his powers to play tricks...

After hearing this, Glover finally understood and his expression changed!

"And his name is Rolf—Midela Rolf."

Katherine lowered her head, showing no expression.

Glover couldn't bear it any longer, and he subconsciously looked at Rolf.

But the latter just turned away, refusing to face the zombie's disbelieving gaze.

Only a pair of shoulders trembled slightly.

"Really? That's right, when everyone in the gang fell to Black Silk, everyone was injured in that one-night war, and everyone was worried about the compensation for the families of the deceased, you, 'Phantom Blade' Catherine, lost a playful and arrogant street urchin? Ha, it's really a heavy loss." Nekra sneered disdainfully.

Catherine raised her head, her eyes became colder:

"Xiaohong, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

But Red Viper laughed up to the sky:

"Chance? Hahaha! Tell me, Knife Bitch, that playful Rolf, did you give him a chance?"

Rolf's eyes trembled.

The next second, Nekra spoke word by word:

"When you used your so-called 'most trusted and promising general' as a discarded pawn, as a sacrifice, as a bait to gain the trust of other bosses, and sent him to a one-night war to die in vain, and sent him to Red Square Street to be sacrificed, so that you could rise inch by inch and step by step from the post-war mess of the Blood Bottle Gang and the Brotherhood..."

Red Viper's words were understated, but extremely vicious:

"Did you give him a chance?"

At that moment, Rolf trembled all over, as if something exploded in his ears, buzzing.

[As a discarded pawn. ]

[As a sacrifice. ]

[As a bait to gain the trust of other bosses. ]

What.

What?

Rolf breathed hard, and his breathing was as violent as a hurricane, raging back and forth in his ears, covering all other sounds.

[Sent to death in vain. ]

[Sacrificed. ]

[Rising inch by inch, step by step...]

Snap!

Rolf was shocked!

He looked up suddenly: Glover grabbed his arm tightly, preventing him from scratching his prosthesis.

Glover shook his head, his eyes full of unspeakable meaning.

Rolf subconsciously pulled his arm back.

Glover spoke in a low voice, his expression slightly anxious.

But Rolf couldn't hear what he said.

Not even a word, not a single word.

Now he could only hear a voice coming from one direction:

"What did you say to him, huh? Huh?"

Red Viper and Phantom Blade continued to talk, like an unavoidable hurricane blowing through his ears:

"Tell me, how did you trick that poor guy who played with the wind, trick him into going to Red Square Street to die?"

Poor guy who played with the wind...

Rolf held back his body trembling.

In the field, Catherine said nothing, she just stared coldly at Red Viper, as if she was staring at a dead person.

All I heard was Nekra sneering:

"What sweet words did you say to him, you bitch? Was it 'Wind Chaser, Big Sister Catherine likes you the most'? Or 'I don't trust anyone else, I only trust you'? Or 'You must be the most powerful one'? Or 'Go ahead, you can beat ten people, you must show the power of my 'Illusion Blade''?"

Catherine stared at him and frowned slowly.

Rolf's breathing stagnated, and he subconsciously wanted to bow his head.

But there was no way, the memories that were deliberately forgotten in the past were still irreversible and irresistible, rushing back to his mind.

[This action was arranged by the magician, it was very critical, and the other bosses sent a lot of people... But I don't trust others, Midira, I don't believe it. ]

[I only trust you. ]

I only trust you.

And he, the wind ghost, Midira Rolf, had nowhere to escape.

[I know, they call you the ‘Twelve Strongest’ among the young people, but I want you to know that if you are satisfied and complacent, then you are doomed! No one else needs to do anything, I will tear you down first! ]

[In my eyes, that title is shit! You can’t be on par with the other eleven, no! You must be the strongest! Do you understand, because you are my man, mine! Do you understand, you damned Kangmas superpowered brat! ]

[So go, take my manpower and title to Hongfang Street, find the strongest opponent, and pick a few resounding heads back! Even if you have to face the Black Sword, you are not allowed to retreat! Because you are my man, the ghost of the wind who survived the sword wind of my Catherine! ]

Damn it! Rolf held the wall beside him in a trance.

Why did that damned red viper talk?

Why did the bastard Nekra have a mouth?

Why did he have to listen to this here?

This!

[When I return to the capital, I don’t want to see you as you are now! Instead, I want to see a man! When others talk about him, they will say, ‘See? That’s him! He is the real blade of the “Illusion Blade”! He is the reason why Catherine can dominate the Blood Bottle Gang!’] Rolf closed his eyes. He swallowed hard, feeling the blood and flesh in his throat that had become no longer smooth since he was injured in Hongfang Street. But Nekra’s vicious words continued: “Could it be, hehe: ‘Go, as long as you win this battle and come back, I will condescend to marry you, Big Sister’?” No one dared to speak in the warehouse. Catherine observed the Red Viper in front of her, and the disgust and hatred in her eyes gradually disappeared, turning into pure killing intent.

"That's it, after you sent your most 'favorite' pawn, along with my capable men, the clown and the wolf warrior, all of them were killed by the black silk in a night's war," Nekra said as if he was not aware of the murderous intention of the Phantom Blade. Sue, continued to sneer maliciously, "The person with the most power in the Blood Bottle Gang and the person best able to clean up the mess, isn't it you - Sister Kathleen?"

The eldest sister.

In a daze, Rolf slowly opened his eyes.

[Listen up, you little Commas who robbed you on the road, you have offended the wrong person today - my name is Kathleen, the "Phantom Blade" of the Blood Bottle Gang. 】

In his eyes, the eldest sister Catherine standing in the field gradually overlapped with the image in his memory.

It's hard to tell each other apart.

[Ha, let’s put it this way, if I spare your life today, kid, then from now on...]

【Are you willing to die for me? 】