"I just lay down and felt a little sleepy, so I woke someone up...Are you bothered..."

In a spacious and luxurious hall, a man in pajamas and a pair of slippers pushed in the door with an impatient look on his face.

Behind him, followed a lady dressed 'coolly'.

The two sat down on the sofa. The man stretched out his arms and hugged the woman. The movement of his hands was a bit 'unclean'.

The woman seems to be enjoying it too.

"That person named Hao... will be here soon."

A few meters away, an expressionless middle-aged man put a videotape into the device.

"So...just because of him, I have to get up to discuss with you? Chat?"

The man clasped his ears and spread his hands in an exaggerated manner: "No, you three... do you need to be so serious? A kid appears out of nowhere..."

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and scolded.

The man seemed a little afraid of him and snorted.

"This is a video of his match in the Sky Arena...take a good look!" the middle-aged man glanced at the people in the room and warned.

After saying that, he took the lead in finding a chair and sitting down.

The TV screen changed and began to play.

The man on the sofa also cast his gaze over.

For a moment, the hall became quiet except for the sound of the TV.

After a while, several video tapes were played. As the security captain of the Phils family, the middle-aged man looked at his four colleagues and said, "Rhodes has been killed by him... Just a few hours ago, judging from the situation described by Jaku, Rhodes had no power to parry and was almost killed instantly."

"..."

Several people looked at each other.

"Rhodes is the weakest one among us... When that guy came to apply for the job, I said... Letting him join will hinder us... You must not listen." The first one to speak was still wearing pajamas. The man looked at the middle-aged man and sneered.

Instead of talking about the relevant issues, accusations were made first.

"It's of the physical type...but his fighting style and method are very similar to those of the strengthening type."

A man standing in the corner said.

"It's best not to get close to him... His abilities seem to have changed a lot. Except for the initial method of summoning 'soldiers', there are no other clues for the time being." Sitting with the middle-aged man's telekinesis ability The person held his chin and analyzed.

"I don't need to say anything important... The boss will be here soon... This person is very powerful! We must minimize the risks of various emergencies and events and make everything controllable. The boss's safety is First of all... if something happens, none of you can afford it!"

The middle-aged man emphasized coldly.

"Especially you, Bert!"

"Yes, I understand…"

The man in pajamas shouted perfunctorily.

"Next, I'll make a security plan, and you guys can add it!"

Then, the middle-aged man began to make arrangements.

After a while, the three of them walked out of the hall one after another.

Bert and his girlfriend sat on the sofa without moving. The man looked at the closed door and spat: "What? It's just a few years earlier than me...an old dog."

"Bot, don't be angry...I think this is a good opportunity."

The woman lying in his arms said tactfully.

"What's the meaning?"

Bert heard something between the lines.

"If...if..." The woman chuckled, put her mouth close to the man's ear, and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Bot's lazy face suddenly became interested and became more serious.

"My baby is still smart~~"

"Dead ghost, it's not all for you."

"Hahaha."

Hao followed the gangster and drove back to Tanton and came to a manor.

"Get out of the car."

Someone opened the car door, looked at Hao who seemed to be asleep, and said.

This is the first time that an outsider can act so relaxed before meeting with the boss.

"arrive?"

Hao opened his eyes, stretched, and got out of the car.

"Follow me and don't have any evil thoughts, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences if something happens." The man with glasses standing in front reminded.

Hao raised his hands to show that he was honest.

The two entered the manor one after another. The first thing Hao noticed was not the eye-catching castle standing there, but the surveillance cameras all around... There were also countless gang members guarding and patrolling, and the distance between them was only a few dozen. Mi, these bodyguards wear headphones and communication equipment, each with sharp eyes, watching every move of this outsider at any time, and reporting quietly.

There are also many chained hounds barking... they look very fierce.

Hazy's ears hurt from the noise, and he casually glanced at a group of large dogs.

Suddenly... the barking of the dogs stopped.

The bodyguards were shocked and found that all the big dogs around them had their tails curled up, and some were even leaking urine... they were struggling fiercely to break free from the ropes, as if they were trying to escape.

Hao averted his gaze.

strict.

A word came to his mind.

Are all mafia bosses so afraid of death? …

It is in line with their status and cautious style.

In the original work, the ten old men are the managers of underground forces and rarely appear in front of others. After all, they are in the underworld and have too many enemies... they have to consider their own safety.

He saw that the ground in the manor was still covered with a lot of weeds and had not been cleaned up, indicating that this was not the base camp of the Phils family... it was most likely a temporary transfer.

"I have quite a bit of face..."

Hazy raised the corners of his mouth.

The bespectacled man in front looked back at him and led him into the castle.

After going up the stairs, he turned into a long corridor and finally stopped in front of a metal armored door.

A middle-aged man with gray hair stood in front of the door.

The building is also fully staffed and equipped.

"Those with the ability to read..."

Hazy was aware of it.

"The boss is waiting for you inside." The middle-aged man with glasses nodded, looked up and down, and said.

Immediately, he turned around and pushed the door open, revealing the magnificent hall inside.

"please!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to get out of the way.

He walked in carelessly. Right in front of him, there was a figure smoking a cigar and sitting on the boss's chair, with his back to him.

In front of the table, lying covered in bruises and unrecognizable, was a guy who had fainted. It was Charles.

"1, 2, 3..."

Hazy rolled his eyes and counted.

Besides him and the boss, there were four people in the hall...no, it should be five.

Because the middle-aged man behind him had already walked in and closed the door.

A scantily clad man and woman were sitting on the sofa, looking like a couple.

There was a male secretary standing next to the mafia boss, and there was another one hidden in the upstairs corner of the hall. Although his aura was well hidden, he was still noticed by Hagi.

A total of...five telekinesis users!

Big battle!

"You are very courageous..."

Suddenly, the boss sitting on the leather chair said, "How dare you make money in my casino!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Hazy smiled.

"..."

The people present did not expect him to answer like this, and their breathing paused.

"Your casino is open. If you dare to be the banker, you won't be afraid of people placing bets. It's just... I'm lucky. I bet right every time..."

Uh-huh.

The leather chair turned around, revealing the true appearance of the man holding a cigar.

The aura is very good, he is a proper upper class person, and he has the aristocratic feeling of a socialite.

She looks younger than I thought...

He looks less than forty years old. He is dressed meticulously and wears several valuable rings on both hands.

"Felsgaru, my name."

The boss was not angry and said calmly: "The betting market in the Sky Arena has always been the majority of the income of my casino... There are people who want to take advantage of them over the years. Guess... what happened to them?"

Wait for the following.

"Not only them, but also their families... must pay the price for the mistakes they made!"

"You are talented...so, I give you a chance."

"How to say?"

Hazy eyebrows raised.

"Spit out the money... and work for me."

"What if I refuse?"

Hazy continued.

"Reject? If you refuse, you will die... You two are together, is it possible to let you go?" The man on the sofa mocked.

Refers to Char, and Hazy.

"I know...you so-called fighters, martial artists, are more or less unique...but this world is dominated by a few people, and power is the only thing! To put it nicely, you are a talent, you can I am honored to join my family... To put it bluntly, people like you are just a group of displaced wild dogs wandering around... It is your honor and your only value to be favored by people like me."

Fiersgaru spoke in a tone that told the truth.

The hazy smile disappeared and he rubbed his head, "Oh, you are so arrogant...But, I can understand that from your perspective, this world...may be like this."

"Can I ask, is your family considered to be relatively powerful in the underworld? How does it compare with the Ten Old Men?"

Firsgaru's fingers holding the cigar trembled and he said nothing.

"It seems... I've touched your sore spot..."

Hao slightly tilted his head and said with a smile: "I came to see you, not to negotiate terms with you. But I think you are a bit annoying... so... I am going to kill you, and everyone here... so as not to be disturbed again. "

"Hahahahaha!"

"Oh my god, did you hear what he was saying?!!"

The man on the sofa exclaimed exaggeratedly, clapped his hands, and stared at Hao with a strange look like he was looking at a rare animal.

asked his girlfriend.

The woman was also snickering.

I feel confused and I don't understand the situation at all...

"The arrogant person is not me, but you..."

Firsgaru was not surprised or panicked by Yu's words, but was actually a little disappointed.

"In order to kill me..."

"There are too many people who want to kill me...you are not the only one."

"You should also go down and accompany them... A wild dog is a wild dog after all."

As soon as the boss finished speaking, there was a snap, the lights disappeared, and the hall became dark.

Hajime moved his fingers... his knuckles cracked.

"It feels very subtle...it's completely...being looked down upon."

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