Chapter 545

"I'm asking you, has anyone contacted you recently?"

"Others?"

Wood was stunned, then realized that the other people the Rat King was talking about were other high-level members of the Rat Club.

"No...no, it's been very quiet these two days. Some guys who usually like to make trouble haven't come to me much..."

"Is that so?"

The Rat King's eyes flickered, and he said:

"Then go contact them now."

"Now?"

"Yes, contact them, and say...someone wants to deal with the Rat Club now, and ask them to go to the Rowell Casino to see me and discuss countermeasures."

"This..."

Wood was stunned again.

The Rowell Casino mentioned by the Rat King is one of the places he has been to the most, and he occasionally meets his subordinates there, but...the Rat King is obviously not there now. He wants to...

Wood shuddered suddenly and lowered his voice:

"You mean, there is an enemy...inside the Rat Club?"

"It's good to know, do it!"

The Rat King urged impatiently.

"Yes!"

Wood did not dare to hesitate and turned around to do his work. At this time, the wine he had just ordered arrived. The subordinate who was scolded was obviously smart. This time, it was not him who came to deliver the wine, but a beautiful woman with simple clothes and hot body.

The Rat King's eyes lit up. The appearance and figure of this beautiful woman were very suitable for his taste. If it were usual, he would definitely enjoy it without any mind.

But now...

The Rat King glanced at the side where there was nothing, slapped his knees, and shouted angrily:

"When did you do this? Let...hiss!"

Before he finished speaking, the Rat King suddenly turned pale, covered his lower abdomen, and sweat soaked his forehead.

"My Lord!"

Wood, who had not yet left, came over again in a hurry, "Are you...are you okay?"

"It's okay. The wound left by that bastard when he chased me is not a big problem. Damn, a magician wants to kill me. He looks down on me, the Rat King."

The Rat King had a fierce expression and spat fiercely:

"Why are you still standing there? Take this woman away and get things done. The sooner the better!"

"Yes... yes, I'll go right away, I'll go right away!"

Wood hurriedly walked out of the room with the pale beauty, but at the moment he closed the door himself, he suddenly looked up and looked at the Rat King deeply.

The door closed silently, and the Rat King was left alone again.

After sitting here for a while, it seemed that he felt a little bored, so the Rat King called the waiter waiting outside.

"Take me to the roof of your building."

"Roof...roof?"

"Hurry up."

"Understood...understood."

Led by the waiter, the Rat King came to the roof of the building alone.

This is actually a very famous bar in the lower city, and it is considered one of his money-spending dens. However, most of the prosperity here is underground. The buildings above the ground look very inconspicuous, just an ordinary five-story building.

But a five-story building is already very high in the lower city where there are mostly bungalows and even shabby shacks. Therefore, standing here, the Rat King can overlook several blocks in the lower city, and even the tall bridge on the ancient Rhine River.

"Haha, the tallest building in the lower city is actually the bridge tower of the Diswind Bridge. It is said that it was built to prevent us, the dirty lowly people, from sneaking into the upper city at will. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

The Rat King seemed to be talking to himself.

During the time he was admiring the scenery of the lower city, Wood had already gone and returned.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the Rat King asked without turning his head:

"Have you contacted them?"

"Of course, Sam."

"Hmm?"

Realizing that the address was wrong, the Rat King's face suddenly sank, and he immediately wanted to turn around...

But a sharp and cold object had already pressed against his back.

"Wood, why...?"

"I have already contacted the best crematorium for you."

Wood held the weapon in his hand and whispered:

"Sorry, Sam, I am a ghost."

83. Reason

The wind on the top floor is very strong.

The river breeze blowing from the Rhine River since ancient times always carries a faint fishy smell.

It's like blood, dispersing in it.

"What do you mean, Wood."

The Rat King did not turn around, because he could clearly feel that the sharp weapon was tightly attached to the vital part of his back.

I am afraid that if he moves a little, this backstab from Wood will mercilessly pierce his heart.

"Do I need to say it again? My dear Sam."

Wood, still in his pajamas, held the sharp knife with a playful expression:

"I am the traitor you are looking for."

"..."

The veins on the Rat King's forehead jumped, and a raging rage suddenly burst out from the depths of his narrow eyes, which was quickly suppressed by him.

"The reason I ask this is because I can't understand it."

The Rat King took a deep breath and his voice was hoarse:

"Wood, you are one of the first people to follow me, and one of the people I trust the most. Otherwise, I would not give you the management of the most profitable places under my command... But why did you betray me? Am I not good enough for you?"

"No, Sam, you are very good to me. Thanks to your promotion over the years, I can get to this point."

Wood's voice was low and his expression was sincere.

He seemed to be really recalling the years of life and death with Rat King Sam in the Lower City.

Thinking of the people he killed together, the fires he set together, and the spoils he shared together, even though he had already made up his mind, he couldn't help but feel sad at this moment.

"It's a pity... I don't want to kill you, but I have to kill you."

Wood's tall body bent down, leaned close to the Rat King's ear, and whispered:

"Because what you gave me can't satisfy me, I want more, Sam, more."

"Will they give you what you want?"

"Yes, as long as you die, Sam, as long as you die... I will be the new Rat King. This is what Mr. Old Ghost promised me. As a person who experienced that era, you should know that Old Ghost never breaks his promise. Although he is a tyrant, he is also a real ruler."

Wood's hand on the Rat King's shoulder became stronger and stronger. At this moment, he looked like a hunting black bear, with greed and ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"The position of the Rat King is much more valuable than a few bars and brothels. Even without your ridiculous rules, I can completely expand my territory and develop my power without restraint. Do you know, Sam, it is because of your childish rules that I have not tasted the taste of tender virgins under the age of thirteen for a whole month. The stench of those old women almost makes me unable to get hard."

"Ridiculous."

The Rat King had a blank expression:

"And stupid."

"Ridiculous? Haha... As a betrayer, my behavior is indeed ridiculous, but stupid..."

The sharp knife went deeper and deeper, almost piercing the Rat King's skin:

"Sam, you are not still dreaming of any possibility of a comeback, ha, if you think so, then I will specially allow you to look back."

"..."

The Rat King did not say much, but just turned back silently.

First, Wood's disgusting face.

Then, behind him, in the shadow of the building, he saw many figures filled with murderous intent, which had completely surrounded this place.

Those were the people that Wood had just contacted, but unfortunately, they were not the Rat King's subordinates.

And those who were truly loyal to him in the Rat Club would probably not appear here.

There was no escape.

"Look, Sam, all my men have been mobilized in this building, and what do you have? You have nothing, and you are even injured."

Wood sneered:

"Ha, the Rat King who dominated the Lower City District actually had such an embarrassing day. It's really strange. If I hadn't seen that you were so weak, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the courage to tear my face off now.

Unfortunately, the Lower City District is always the law of the jungle. This is the truth you taught me personally, Sam, no, Lord Rat King."

"Goodbye."

With the twisted pleasure of breaking the dust of the figure who once pressed on his head and was high above him, Wood suddenly clenched the sharp knife in his hand and stabbed Sam's vitals.

His eyes were wide open, abnormal excitement filled his brain, as if he had seen himself sitting on the throne of the Rat King, holding power and money in his palms.

But even at this moment, Wood did not relax at all, the muscles in his arms bulged, and the surging fighting spirit flowed through his limbs.

He was actually a strong warrior.

And this seemingly ordinary attack was his ruthless full-strength attack, which contained a sophisticated martial arts.

With his understanding of the Rat King, Wood knew very well that such an attack would be impossible for the Rat King...

Ding——

The sound of metal collision sounded.

Wood's expression froze instantly.

He was stunned for a long time before he lowered his head stiffly.

In his hand, the expensive magic knife given by the old ghost himself easily pierced the Rat King's clothes.

But, it was just clothes.

As the river wind blew, the clothes swayed, and Wood saw a cold light flashing with metallic luster in the gap.

Faint magic lines wandered on the surface of the metal, and it looked more expensive than the magic knife in his hand.

"Wood, let me teach you one last lesson."

The Rat King looked at Wood who was standing there in a daze. He was obviously not as tall as Wood, but at this moment, he seemed to be looking down.

"Before watching the enemy die with your own eyes, it can never be called a real victory."

"What a pity... You need to learn this principle with your life."

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There was a neighing of horses on the street.

A tall horse, as if suddenly startled, raised its two front hooves high, and then, regardless of the owner's comfort and pulling, suddenly crashed into the wall beside it.