Free Web NovelChapter 1127: Chapter 1108: Level 7!
Unexpectedly, this silent person is so formidable. Just knowing his strength, I didn’t anticipate that his speed is equally impeccable. Faced with such an unexpected turn, Wang Zhanting put down the newspaper in his hand and stepped forward. "Mr. Shao acted impulsively and was rough for a moment, don’t take it personally. Robert being held in ’Waganai’ is a major headache for us. You know, we’ve just stabilized our position in the gang’s drug market here, and Fourth Master still has a lot of goods that need to go through us. We can’t do without Robert."
Wang Zhanting’s attempt to smooth things over didn’t make the seventh-level code relax his grip on Shao Weihua. The tip of his large machete had already pierced Shao Weihua’s exposed skin, and a trace of blood started to ooze from it. Seeing no intention to let go, he turned to the side to address the Magician. "Now’s not the time for internal conflict. Convince your friend. Killing Mr. Shao won’t allow ’Black Crow’ to explain to Chairman Quan, right?"
Perhaps the last sentence moved the previously silent Magician, who lifted a hand to adjust his black top hat, revealing a pale face. His red lips seemed to twitch and stretch outward.
"Seventh level!" he uttered two words from his red lips, succinctly prompting the seventh-level at the table to withdraw the large machete, jump off the table. "Mr. Shao, you should remember what Lucifer said last time. This is the last warning. If you want to keep the head on your shoulders, manage yourself."
Wang Zhanting curved his lips, savoring the fear transmitted from Shao Weihua, as well as the role he was about to play. Stretching out his hand as the Magician and seventh-level code left. "They’re gone, are you alright?"
"Gone?" As if doubting this fact, Shao Weihua looked up and around. Seeing only Wang Zhanting left in the room, he slowly crawled out from under the table. "Close, close the door." Once out, he changed, starting to command Wang Zhanting.
"Got it, Mr. Shao." As Wang Zhanting turned to close the door, Shao Weihua ran a hand over the blood marks on his neck, slapping the tabletop with his palm. "These people have really turned, without showing them who’s boss, they truly don’t know who rules them."
"Robert, should we rescue him, or just leave him with ’Waganai’?" Wang Zhanting laughed off Shao Weihua’s words. "Our people reported seeing Xiao Lin present, along with another group at ’Waganai’. Shouldn’t we first find out who’s acting?"
"Hmmph!" Shao Weihua snorted, lighting up a cigar. "You already have the answer, don’t play coy in front of me." Wang Zhanting showed a wounded expression. "Just say whatever it is."
"Angel Adam Gadmon and Nicholas!"
"How is that possible?" Shao Weihua widened his eyes.
"I’m also skeptical, but it’s indeed true. Besides, the person who helped them escape from the Dong San Province was Xiao Lin." Wang Zhanting paused in shock, waiting for Shao Weihua’s startled response.
This isn’t good news; there’s plenty of possibilities, but the worst case ran through Shao Weihua’s mind. "Confirmed where Mr. Su’s cargo ship is docked?"
"Yes, the location is verified, and currently there’s no sign of movement, but..."
"But what?" Shao Weihua shot his eyes upward, showing great displeasure at Wang Zhanting’s hesitation.
"I don’t think it’s a particularly good time to act now. The police are watching us closely, without Robert as a decoy, they’ll soon be on us. We can’t afford any risks."
Perhaps feeling Wang Zhanting made a fair point, Shao Weihua pondered. "I will have a conversation with Lucifer, but those goods must be secured before Nicholas."
"Got it! Also, there’s a small portion of goods from Yanjing still on the cargo ship. Should I personally go to handle it?"
"Yes, you go!"
Undetectable fluctuations appeared on Sicily Palermo’s streets, which seemed more peaceful to Meisai. Nighttime crime rates had dropped, thanks to someone’s disappearance, which also caused a sense of unease. It had been a long time since Tang was seen patrolling the streets. This situation was not uncommon; he could show up any day. Currently, the most frequent visitor to his office was Francis, sitting earnestly on his camel-colored velvet sofa in silence.
In truth, he knew some matters couldn’t be hidden from this little woman. Even though she didn’t deal with gang affairs, she was part of the gang. Recently, local Palermo prison had a brawl among all inmates, during which Casab was slightly injured, and a nearby inmate died instantly.
"Francis, sitting here won’t solve your problems," Meisai looked up from his paperwork. "This kind of thing can happen in any prison. You should be thankful your father is still in Palermo, enjoying a single-room treatment, while someone like him should be sent to a high-security prison, not stay here." Evidently, Meisai was in a foul mood, speaking emotionally, inadvertently giving Francis a reason for unreasonable antics.
She stared at him incredulously with her big eyes. Unexpectedly, she didn’t erupt right away but remained silent for a long while without uttering a word, prompting Meisai to lift his head from his paperwork to look at Francis.
"Have you finally decided to look at me away from your documents?" Francis’s sharp tone resembled a lover’s jealousy, causing Meisai’s awkward pause in place.
"Oh, dear, what’s gone wrong with you?" Closing his paperwork, Meisai adjusted his mood, shrugging helplessly and leaning back on his chair. "If you still want to discuss your father, I’m really powerless and don’t wish to have discomfort with you over this matter."
"Meisai, is someone trying to kill my father? The prisoner who died for him was Xiao Lin’s man, an assigned protector. Am I correct?"
"You have to confirm with Xiao Lin yourself. I don’t know what terms he agreed upon with your father, but that’s a possibility." Meisai spoke the truth. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) and cast your recommendation or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
