The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Chapter 804: Siskin behind

Sorge sighed and shook his head.

"Isn't this the reason for your trip? Oh, are you still worried about us getting the right to use the smuggling trade line? But it's really a pity. In short, why did you refuse when I proposed to cooperate in the first place? Is it because of the honorable past? The thing that you think I have to pay? You idiot, there is no honor for killing in the alleys of Lenggang District, your bodies will not be for months. Someone found it."

"I don't think you just want to talk about it."

Diango gently scratched the sword across his palm, leaving a trace of blood.

"As long as I can see the opportunity, I will pay for it. There will be no better duel field than here."

"So you want to take revenge for a little bit of honor at the expense of your own life? You are a cute idiot. If you can see the irony inside, you won't do it. You behaved like one from beginning to end. Unreasonable giant baby."

"boss."

Dag couldn't help whispering in Sorge's ear:

"Although I know you are never a person who can deal with, but these people want your life, and insulting them can't calm their anger."

"I'm dealing with it."

"No, you didn't, or I'll come..."

Dag pushed Sorge into the carriage, facing the evil gangsters.

"Bad gay...If you want to fight now, I might let you down. Can you give us some time?"

Dag held up a finger, turned and whispered to Ike:

"Boy, how fast can you drive this car?"

"I can drive very fast."

"Then you are ready to turn around..."

Then Dag turned his head and smiled, facing the gangsters on the other side of the light.

"You guys who **** each other, I can say responsibly, go to hell, you shit!"

After speaking, he jumped directly into the car, and Ike started the car's engine at the same time.

The wheels were idling for a while, before the gangsters rushed towards the car

After three seconds, the car turned around and ran on the snow-covered street at super high speed.

Diango cursed Sorge's shamelessly, and after getting into the car with his own people, he immediately started chasing after him.

"I'm glad to let you handle it."

On the seat, Sorge grinned.

"I don't think I am a person who can deal with."

The two sides started an exciting chase, but there is no doubt that Sorge’s heavily-purchased car was not in vain. It is always faster than the car behind. Although there is no way to completely get rid of the other side, it can also keep the other side away. Ways to catch up.

This is enough, because Sorge has a new plan—

"I'm coming!"

Sailor Borg kissed his lucky dice and threw them.

With a burst of applause, a pile of chips suddenly appeared in front of Borg's eyes.

"Go on, premature **** man!"

Larkin, the lunatic next to him, laughed and said:

"I will win again, you old drunkard."

Borg smiled and threw the dice again. They are all of Sorge's men. This is a secret warehouse of Sorge, which is mainly used to store some dangerous goods, so dozens of people have been stationed.

Originally, Borg and the others were supposed to be on the ship, but those who experienced the subspace waves had an unusual sense of obsession with the ground. They just wanted to stay with a few beautiful girls in this smoky casino in a remote corner of the city.

At this time, their leader, Fantelli suddenly walked up to him.

He patted Borg friendly, but the force was very heavy-Fantelli was still adjusting to the newly fitted prosthetic.

"Let's play again later, as if something is going on outside."

Borg kissed goodbye to his heavily make-up female partner, and then followed the boss out of the casino through the exit of the back door and onto a spacious slope.

A group of people gathered there.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems to be a signal from the boss."

"Hey!"

One of them suddenly pointed to the night at the other end of the warehouse and shouted:

"A car is coming!"

In the vigilant eyes of everyone, the black senior

The car stopped in the parking area behind the warehouse, and Sorge jumped out of the car.

"Why does the boss suddenly feel like running here tonight, are you dissatisfied with the high-end girls in the Bliss Hotel?"

Someone threw him a wine bottle, and then the crowd burst into applause. Sorge took the bottle, took a swig from the bottle in one hand, and pointed the other hand into the night.

"Boys, come and help me..."

Diango leaned forward in the high-speed carriage, trying to see the street outside the wiper.

"We caught him, and his car was parked in front."

Diango stretched his hand, then took his sword and walked out of the opened car door, followed by his men.

But after a few steps, he realized something was wrong.

He saw a large group of laughing thugs gathered in the parking area, probably

One hundred people.

"Oops-"

He suppressed his anger, but Sorge's laughter rang.

"Entertain them well."

At dawn, Sorge drank the last drop of wine, and then looked at Dag who fell asleep, and then

From the inner pocket of the coat, he took out the crystal hidden there, and then threw the crystal.

After throwing it twice, Ike suddenly walked up to him.

"It's been a long night, boss?"

Sorge looked at Ike and quickly grabbed the crystal.

"Perhaps the longest night so far."

A few hours ago, Diango was once again severely taught, just like a few years ago. His men were interrupted and thrown into the car, while he himself was pulled out and tied to the front of the car. Then the boys There was a drag racing.

But Sorge never killed him, he didn’t want to fall out with the cult sect.

, It's not good for him.

So after punishing Diango, he still let the opponent go. Although he knew there would be trouble in the future, at least the opponent would stop temporarily.

He desperately needs time now to pass this important object to the battle group commander.

"Then boss, do you want to tell me something happened?"

Sorge smiled.

"Of course, I also want to tell you that when the time is right, I will also tell you, Ike, are you loyal?"

The boy showed a slightly injured expression. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Boss, am I not loyal enough?"

"No, he didn't mean you."

Dag rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up, then patted the boy on the head.

"You will understand later, these are still too heavy for you now."

Sorge nodded and touched the confused boy's head.

"He is right, the road ahead is very difficult, and we have to help each other in the same boat."

Dag didn't say anything, raised the glass, Sorge also picked up the glass, they touched it gently.