The Glory of Noxus

"Have you ever heard of the Gray Wolf Gang?"

Huo Jixing swallowed the food in his mouth, looked directly at the bartender in front of him, and asked.

But the old bartender in front of him seemed not to have heard. He always lowered his head and wiped the empty wine glass in his hand with a white rag.

Huo Jixing raised a frivolous brow, casually took out a silver coin from his arms, and placed it in front of the old bartender.

"Have you ever heard of the Gray Wolf Gang?"

He asked again, his eyes getting colder and his fingers tapping on the black table.

The old bartender glanced at Huo Jixing, his deep gaze fell on the silver coin, he reached out and took it, and slowly put it into his pocket.

"The Gray Wolf Gang? Let me think about it."

"Are you talking about the newly emerged Gray Wolf Gang in the slums? It was just a small gang in the slums before, and it survived by collecting some protection fees."

"Guests should know that there are at least dozens of such small gangs in the chaotic slums." The old bartender spoke softly, keeping a smile on his face.

"But some time ago, the Gray Wolf Gang got lucky for some reason. They recruited some strong men, expanded their territory, and occupied many slum areas."

"Did they offend the two guests?" The old bartender stopped wiping the wine glasses and looked steadily at Huo Jixing and the two.

"Then I suggest that the two guests leave the slum as soon as possible. They like to slaughter fat sheep from outside."

"Ha!" Huo Jixing chuckled, frowned and drank the wine in the bowl, looking at the old bartender meaningfully.

"I want to know exactly what they do."

A newly rising gang in the slums dares to touch the pension of the Imperial Chapter?

It seems that the Gray Wolf Gang is not as simple as it appears.

You must know that the pensions of Noxian soldiers are handled by the Imperial Military Department, and Darius, as the Imperial General, needs to sign a military order.

Now, someone dares to do anything under Darius's eyes, and the power behind it must not be underestimated.

And judging from the information from the bartender, the Gray Wolf Gang has only been around for a short time, but its tactics are ruthless and it has already occupied a lot of territory.

The two are connected, and the possible reason for their rise is because of the imperial pension, and the manipulation was also done recently.

"I don't know exactly what to do." The old bartender shook his head gently and brushed away the hair that was scattered in front of his forehead.

When Huo Jixing saw that the bartender was silent, he frowned. He held down Devitt who was about to get up by his side, and continued to place a silver coin on the table.

"Haha!" The old bartender looked at DeWitt, laughed softly, and put away the silver coins on the table.

"I really don't know what kind of shameful things the Gray Wolf Gang is doing secretly, but I heard that they are doing something for the big shots in the Immortal Fortress."

Immortal Fortress? Sure enough, the person behind the pension tampering is not simple. Huo Jixing thought secretly.

Then he nodded slightly, got up and left with DeWitt.

In the tavern, people who were eating and drinking saw the outsiders preparing to leave. Many people's eyes flickered and they began to stand up.

When the old bartender saw Huo Jixing and the two walking toward the door, he put down the wine glasses in his hands, quickly walked to the dining area in the kitchen, and said in a low voice: "Tell the people from the Gray Wolf Gang that someone is inquiring about them."

"receive!"

From inside the kitchen, a low response came, as if he had already mastered it.

Huo Jixing, who was walking away, looked motionless. The various expressions of the people in the tavern were clearly reflected in his spiritual consciousness.

When I arrived at the door, I had not yet reached the thick wooden door.

The wooden door in front of him was pushed open in a hurry, and the strong smell of alcohol hit his face. Then there was a thin figure, who seemed to be caught off guard and fell into Huo Jixing's arms.

"Huh?" Huo Jixing looked down at the drunk man in front of him, with a cold smile on his lips.

He happened to be angry and couldn't vent it. He reached out and took a hand that was inserted into his pocket and twisted it gently.

"Crack!"

Under the terrifying grip, the sound of fractures sounded like gold and stone.

Then a high-pitched and shrill scream suppressed the many noises in the tavern and attracted everyone's attention.

Huo Jixing let go of his hand and looked calmly at the thin man sitting on the ground.

Then he took DeWitt, stepped over the other party's body, and walked out of the tavern.

Crunch! Crunch!

The thick wooden door that was pushed open slowly closed, and the cold winter wind blew into the tavern.

The people in the tavern with different expressions came back to their senses. They looked at the outsiders leaving and remained quiet. Only the screams were still heard.

"Damn, it was so cruel. The bones in my hand were completely shattered. It was completely disabled."

"Fortunately, we didn't take action. With such ruthlessness, there is a high probability that they are legionnaires returning from the North."

Hearing the discussion in front of the door, the old bartender's eyes flickered and he stopped wiping the wine glass. His arms trembled slightly and he felt that the silver coins in his pocket were a little hot.

"Wait a minute, don't tell the Gray Wolf Gang." He quickly walked to the back kitchen where the meal was served and spoke hurriedly.

"OK."

The lowest level of the slums, the dark alleyways.

Huo Jixing and DeWitt walked in silence, each thinking.

"Um?"

Huo Jixing, who was walking along the alley wall, stopped and looked into the darkness with cold eyes. He held the long knife hanging on his waist with his left hand and raised his right hand to signal Devitt to pay attention to the situation.

Not long after, the sound of tiny footsteps came from the dim path ahead.

Judging from the chaos of the footsteps, it seemed like there were quite a few people approaching.

Under the dim light, Huo Jixing and DeWitt stopped and saw many men in black costumes pouring out of the depths of the alley.

They looked fierce, holding different weapons in their hands, either sticks or short knives, and they looked like gang members roaming the streets.

In the front was a tall and strong middle-aged man wearing chain mail.

Seeing Huo Jixing and DeWitt avoiding him, the middle-aged man looked different, then smiled politely and led people out of the area.

But the gang members looked at the two with some ill intentions before leaving.

Huo Jixing stood at the intersection of the alley, looking at the black gang members leaving. Thinking of the smile of the middle-aged man, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Then he quickened his pace and quickly came to the alley of Moore's widow.

"The smell of blood!"

Huo Jixing frowned and stopped again. His nostrils moved and he smelled a hint of rust from the mixed air.

Turning the corner, he saw Korda lying in the gray-black sewage, surrounded by a little sticky blood.

"Korda!"

Dewitt, who was beside him, exclaimed, and walked quickly to Korda, first moving him out of the sewage, and then began to check.

"He has passed out, and was tortured before. The specific situation needs to be checked by doctors."

Huo Jixing listened to Dewitt's report, his expression gradually became gloomy, and his cold eyes fell on Korda's body.

The gray-black sewage infected his whole body, there were broken marks on his palms, several bloody marks on his chest, and his weapons were also lost.

The most eye-catching scars were on his head, with multiple scars on his face, and a cut on the back of his head, with blood flowing.

"So unscrupulous?"

Huo Jixing looked at the collapsed house not far away, and Korda who was unconscious in front of him, and whispered softly: "It seems that this matter is getting more and more interesting!"

Then he turned and looked at the road he came from, and a touch of red-gold brilliance bloomed in his pupils.

【Suzaku·Red Eyes and Fire Pupils】!

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