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Chapter 454 The Underground Forces of the Dungeon City
"Kill them of course."

Wendell turned his head and showed a face, 'Is there any other option? 'Such an expression.

"I don't object to how you play them, but don't make a big commotion in my city, it's not good to cause panic among the people, understand?"

Lott walked slowly with his hands behind his back. He was not afraid that the old guy would do anything outrageous. After all, there were all 5th-level knights and warlocks around him to help suppress it. Only the 4th-level werewolves and vixens could not do anything. storm.

The number of these monsters is only a few hundred or even thousands, which is not enough compared to the hundreds of thousands of level 5 law enforcement troops.

The machine of state violence in the underground city is now more and more mature.

"It's just killing people, nothing will go wrong, don't worry." Wendell patted Lott's shoulder lightly and smiled apologetically.

The kid in front of him is the ruler here anyway, so Wendell has to take care of his face.

Lott blocked his claws, nodded and said:
"That's fine, but the target is just these vixens. Don't touch other races. Don't touch those bird people. Do you understand?"

Now Birdman is Lott's most powerful ally. Almost any decision is made here, and the other side is the first to respond at the international conference, including sanctioning a certain country or a dungeon that plans to send troops abroad to conquer the army that lacks order. They will contribute money and efforts. Go over and help.

This saved Lott a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In addition, the current economy is almost integrated with the other party, so there can be no mistakes in politics anyway.

Wendell looked at him and pondered for a while, then asked, "What if Birdman is a black hand?"

"To tell you the truth, I have a record of every bird in the city, including their eating, drinking, and drinking, and I'm always monitoring them. I haven't found a single case of sneaking around - their literacy is better than anyone else's. High." Lott said looking at Wendell.

He's taller than you and I don't know where he is.

This is the difference between the real elite nobles and the nouveau riche.

Although the bones of the bird people are fragile and some are timid, they are the race that implements the spirit of chivalry most thoroughly.

Therefore, they are very disgusted with the Rolf family who have no chivalry.

In contrast, the fox monsters are much worse.

They are equivalent to nouveau riche who started their business by relying on profiteering. They do not have a long-standing aristocratic quality. Although they are rich, their quality is much lower. They often rely on their own tricks and abductions to be complacent—the kind of people that knights beat up the most , even if their diplomats yell out their voices, it is useless. They should be killed and beaten, and there will be no room for negotiation.

Strict law can create order, and violence is the only language that gangsters understand.

But even so, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the vixen monsters to relocate to the dungeon collectively.

After all, any creature will be driven by the instinctive will to yearn for a better life.

Wendell was a little surprised when he heard that Lot was actually monitoring the birdmen in the city at all times, and then asked tentatively: "You are not monitoring me, are you?"

The first generation lord did not tell anyone about the monitoring function of the domain hall, including Wendell, who was his friend back then.

"No, how could it be, haha." Lott replied with a smile.

Lott saw Wendell's dynamics by accident several times, either on the way to Nvchang or on the way to Nvchang, and then he didn't bother to watch it again.

"That's good." The Wolf King nodded in satisfaction.

Lott smiled and asked, "Then back to the old question, what are you going to do with those vixens?"

"How to do it? Of course, send someone to capture the few sightless things around, remove one arm and mail it to the other party in charge."

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How did this guy learn such a bloody gangster style?

Or is he himself a dark and evil force with a long history?

Lott found that he seemed to have underestimated the old guy in front of him.

When he turned his head and looked around again, the fox monsters who were staring at this side disappeared.

They are gone?

"One escaped, don't worry, my men will take care of it." Wendell comforted Lott by patting him on the shoulder with a kind look.

Unknowingly, the old guy had ordered his elite werewolves to directly cover the mouths of the fox monsters in the crowd, stun them and then drag them away quickly.

In fact, the Wolf Gang formed by Wendell is the largest local evil force.

However, because of the consideration of Lott's feelings, he did not attack ordinary people, and he never showed the truth, so few people knew about it, and it was only spread among other powerful gangs.

There are dark forces stationed in every region of the world, which cannot be eradicated just like the bacteria and viruses carried in the human body.

As a leader, there are only two options, either step up efforts to eradicate them, or recruit them.

The former is useless, and it will affect innocent people. More importantly, if one group is eliminated, a new group will emerge. Therefore, the best way is to control the largest forces and let them control and restrain other gangs.

As an old friend of the first generation, Wendell has been blaming himself for betraying him. For Lott, he just wants to make up for it, so he has been helping Lott secretly control several large gangs in this place.

And these, Lott only learned about it later in the in-depth investigation.

"Do you need help?" Lott asked, looking around.

He was worried that the one who escaped would reveal the matter. After all, this group of fox monsters were newcomers to the underworld, and they had a very wild temper.

"No, it's already been resolved." Wendell pretended calmly, "My subordinates are all the elite of the elite, it was just an accident."

"Hehe, that's right." Lott smiled and asked casually, "By the way, I'm just looking for an adulterer who abetted your daughter. Do you need to kill him?"

"Isn't this enough? Those newcomers must be beaten to let them know who is in charge here!" The wolf king's arrogance seemed quite arrogant.

But after hearing this, Lott couldn't help turning his head to look at him: Isn't it my decision here?

"What?" Wendell asked strangely.

"It's nothing." Lott shook his head, looked at the girls in front of him who were joking, and suddenly felt in his heart: It's better not to let them know about those dark things.

While several people were discussing where to go next, Fiona suddenly stopped.

Wendell next to him also looked ahead with wide eyes.

It was a temporary open-air stage, very small, and its purpose was to allow some new singers to showcase themselves and promote themselves.

At this time, there was a woman holding a microphone standing above, discussing something with the prop master next to her.

"What's the matter?" Lott felt a little strange when he found the father and daughter standing there in a daze.

"Mom." Fiona whispered softly.

(End of this chapter)