urban ninja

"Humph, remember, you must implement what I say in the future, otherwise I won't teach that little girl how to cultivate God. Please use this website to visit." Liu Xiaoxiao snorted softly, feeling that she had pinched Leng Xuan's lifeline.

"Yes, yes, yes." Several black lines appeared on Leng Xuan's forehead. Liu Xiaoxiao was too cruel. She was so harsh to Junzi and even threatened him.

The most poisonous woman's heart is that of a snake or a scorpion. The old master is right, only women and villains are difficult to raise.

"Okay, go and find us some food. If it doesn't taste good, I'll..."

Before Liu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Leng Xuan had already rushed out of the cave. He understood what Liu Xiaoxiao wanted to say. Now that he knew it, he didn't need to listen and just went out to find things obediently.

Leng Xuan came out of the cave and saw Junko running back and forth on the beach, with countless beads of sweat on her forehead. Due to the violent exercise, the wound on her shoulder began to worsen, and her white clothes were stained with red blood.

Most of it was dyed.

Looking at Junzi's appearance, Leng Xuan felt a little distressed, but this was Liu Xiaoxiao's order. He could not help Junzi and could only pray that Junzi Jiren would be blessed.

New York, Mafia leader Varejao's villa

Varejao holds a fine Brazilian cigar between his two fingers. The sparks on it are shining, and a trace of white smoke is coming out of the cigarette end.[

Sitting on the chair, Varejao smiled and looked at George who looked like a bereaved dog across from him.

After taking a deep breath of his cigar, Varejao threw most of the cigar into the trash can, then stood up and came to George.

"George, you did a good job this time." Varejao patted George's shoulders with both hands and said with a smile.

George's body trembled violently, and then he stammered: "Leader, spare your life, my subordinates are not doing their job well. Except for me, all the other subordinates will die and be caught."

"Oh, dear George, it doesn't matter. I'm already very happy that you can kill the two killers." Varejao smiled and shook his head and said: "They sacrificed for the future of the Mafia, and they will get

A gift from God.”

"Yes." George nodded and said.

"Okay, now you don't have to hunt down other killers. I promised you before that as long as you kill the top ten killers on the killer list, I will let you enter the core of the mafia. I will do it, starting today

You are my deputy, help me handle things." Varejao said with a smile.

George was overjoyed. He didn't expect to be appreciated by the leader. He couldn't help but patted his chest and promised: "Please don't worry, leader, I will not let you down."

"Okay." Varejao nodded, and then said: "Now there is something very important, and I want you to accompany me to do it."

"Please give me the leader's orders." George said respectfully.

"It's like this, you also know that we are a dark force. Not only us, there are many dark forces in other countries, but these dark forces have a round table conference. The people there are all the dark forces in the world, and

A very powerful person.”

"What does the leader mean, is for me to lead people to kill all those people?" George asked.

"Haha, young people are very motivated." A smile appeared on Varejao's face, but then he turned gloomy and said, "You can't just kill them if you want to."

"What does the leader mean?" George asked confused.

"It's like this. Every twenty years, this round table conference will be re-elected. The purpose of the election is to allow the new forces to squeeze out the outdated forces from the round table conference, so as to achieve the eternal victory of the dark forces in the world.

Active," Varejao explained.[

"The leader said that this year will be 20 years, and it is time for re-election?"

"Of course, our mafia was originally a member of the Round Table Conference, but we were kicked out twenty years ago. I have been waiting hard for twenty years under pressure." Valais took a deep breath and felt twenty years ago.

Years have been a long time, but the wait has finally come.

"I don't know how the roundtable is elected. Do you want me to spend money to look after those who voted?"

"Haha, wouldn't it be too unfair if bribes could be given? The simplest and indeed most effective way to do this election is for all the dark forces to send out their strongest people and then fight together. The one who is not dead in the end, he

The force represented can enter the round table." Varejao said with a smile.

George was shocked after hearing this. Wasn't this Che Guoguo's killing? If he had been allowed to go, he would have been dead and dismembered before he took action.

Varejao saw George's worry and immediately comforted him: "Dear George, don't worry, I didn't ask you to go to the duel, but to accompany me. I have already chosen the person to go to the duel. You don't have to worry about this."

Worry."

George exhaled, touched the sweat on his forehead, and then smiled: "I wonder what powerful master the leader brought to participate in the duel?"

"This is a secret." Varejao said mysteriously.

In fact, Varejao himself didn't know who those masters were. He just hired a few powerful killers from the First Killer Organization as his own players. He really didn't know who the First Killer Organization would send.

"Yes." George nodded. Anyway, he can just be a spectator. If the Mafia enters the round table meeting, he will have made a great contribution. Maybe in the future, with this contribution, he can sit on the next leader's position.

If it fails, Varejao should not take the blame and resign, and other families cannot blame him for their troubles.

Why go for such a thing that offers the best of both worlds?

"Okay, that's all for today. You haven't been home for a long time, so go back and take a look." Varejao said with a smile.

"Huh, those people in our family don't have any humanity at all. I won't go back."

Over the years, George has been ostracized by his family. Everyone treats him as a playboy, a loser who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. His parents have not even given him a single bit of the family business.

George would rather not have such a family than live with Varejao, where he will enjoy endless prosperity and wealth in the future.

"Okay, since you won't go back, I will arrange for you to go to another place to have fun." Varejao waved his hand gently, walked in from the door with two blond beauties, and said with a smile: "Tonight

You must serve George well and do not neglect him."

"Yes." The two beauties nodded in response.

Looking at the beauty, George stared, but he still thanked Varejao very gentlemanly, and then walked out with the beauty in his arms.