The night banquet is in progress...

As if intentional or unintentional, several big figures from Luochao Port surrounded Cassandra, the big boss of the fox, and the insidious intention of forcing pressure, could not understand it even more. The guests around them also closed their mouths, pricked up their ears to listen to the conversation here...

"I have said many times that the old street was built by me. It started with a slum that you regarded as garbage, starting with a brick, a tiling, a girl, and a silver coin. It took me more than ten years to make it become like this. It can be said that it is all my hard work. So I really don't understand why you dare to say the stupid joke that I can hand over the old street in front of me." The boss smiled, had an elegant manner and a soft tone, but there was no concealment or metaphor for the words he used. Obviously, both sides had torn off the last hypocritical face.

Cassandra's accusations were sharp and sensitive. Due to the special circumstances of Luochao Port, those who stood at this cocktail party, whether they were rich or powerful men or the powerful black gang boss, most of them started from scratch. Whoever could achieve today's glory was not putting their sweat and hard work to the outside world, putting themselves in their shoes. No matter who stood in the position of the boss, it would be impossible to tolerate others taking away everything they belonged to like jokingly.

Not everyone wants to see the destruction of the old street at the cocktail party, especially goblin merchants. After all, in the eyes of goblins, there is no essential difference between human men and women. Instead, women who like to spend money are far more popular with them than men who are good at calculating.

As the descendants of the earliest founders of Luochao Port, although the goblins have completely lost the dominance of this harbor town when the human race occupies the main position of Luochao Port, these green-skinned human races still have a place in Luochao Port with their huge wealth. Especially when several goblin bosses united, their influence is so great that they have to pay attention to it.

In addition, although the big boss Cassandra is no longer a pure girl, her beauty is still worthy of being the first in the harbor. Her mature charm and breathtaking female charm are not something that any beauty can naturally possess. Naturally, many people who pursue romance are in love with her. At this time, these people took the opportunity to make a fuss. Although the president of the Chamber of Commerce, the mayor of the town, and others surrounded Cassandra, they seemed to be trapped in a larger encirclement.

"Master Nietro. If I remember correctly, Old Street has never had a record of tax repatriation or tax evasion. This is probably the only one in Luochao Port. Not only that. On the grounds of sponsoring public welfare activities, the gold coins donated by Old Street should also be the highest among Luochao Port. Even the square where everyone is standing today, one-quarter of the funds raised by Old Street are from Old Street. May I ask the mayor. Do you really think there are other people who can do better than me? As for you, President..."

Cassandra's aggressive gaze shifted from the embarrassing mayor's face to the sweaty chairperson of the Chamber of Commerce. The fat old man suddenly took two steps back involuntarily.

"Sir, I remember very clearly that you repeatedly rejected the application for membership to the Luochao Hong Kong Chamber of Commerce on the grounds that 'How can prostitutes be considered businessmen'. If I did not make any mistake, our old street could not be considered a member of the Chamber of Commerce's General Alliance. Then I wonder, in what capacity did you stand here to give orders to me? Just because your 'appetite' is greater than others. Does 'bad water' have more? And you... Dear gang bosses, you say that the safety of the old street has always been protected by you, but if I have not been changed by the spiritual magician, nine out of every ten women died in our old street were killed by you, the so-called protectors. Should I spend money to hire you to massacre my sisters?"

Countless history has proved that it is impossible to win a quarrel with a woman, especially a wise, intelligent and courageous charming woman.

Everyone did not expect that they originally thought that they would gather the major forces in Luochao Port to put pressure on the big boss together, and this woman had no choice but to surrender. After all, whether it was to use force directly or use economic means to punish and blockade, only a group of women who made a living by selling their flesh//body could not have any hope of winning. In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, based on the previous mentality and style of the big boss Cassandra, in this impossible negotiation, they would only try their best to fight for better conditions for women.

But no one knows what the boss took the wrong medicine today, and he would resist in such a tough and unrestrained way under the eyes of the public. The despicable facts expressed by the woman's intense words immediately made a group of sympathizers start to cheer, and some even shouted crazy slogans such as "Get out of town mayor" and "the president stepped down."

The interests of the old streets are envious, but blatantly robbing others' interests is even more taboo. If it weren't for that reason, no one would have tried to divide the old streets with such stupid methods, and it would be even more impossible to hold a large-scale cocktail party where almost all the well-known people in the tide port are present to tie themselves up.

Touch~~~!

A gunshot suddenly made everyone silent. Looking along with the gunshot, he saw Piero, the patriarch of the Nobyl family, lifting his gun to point it, and a wisp of smoke was floating out of the muzzle...

The young godfather who had been silent before finally spoke. He pointed directly at Cassandra's face and said with a sneer: "Do you want to know the reason? It's very simple. I can tell you now that the reason you are not qualified to dominate the old street is because of your identity. You... are just a...one who can 'do it'...everyone can 'fuck'...that'."

Finally someone said it. Although this was the fatal pain of the big boss Cassandra, only a bastard like Piero dared to say such malicious words on such occasions. However, Piero's vicious methods were obviously not over yet. He took out another parchment scroll from his arms. The dim color and texture all mean that this scroll should be a while ago.

A trace of ominous premonition arose in Cassandra's heart. But she had no strength to stop it...

The scroll was opened, and a complex magic rune was displayed in front of everyone. At the center of this magic circle, there was a bright red female palm print. Below the magic circle, there were a long and neat handwriting written.

"How...how is it possible? It's not already me..." Seeing this thing, Cassandra fell into a nightmare. Her face instantly lost its blood color, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Seeing her reaction, Piero knew that his purpose had been achieved, and he sneered twice. He continued, "Accident? I saw your 'identity certificate' again, this slave contract... Although you have retrieved him and completely destroyed him, you didn't expect that there would be a copy in my hands. Although it does not have any magical force, it will not cause you torture, nor will it directly destroy your soul. But it is a symbol. It symbolizes your dirty and humble identity, and symbolizes your destiny that you cannot change in your life... It is just a 'slave prostitute'. As long as this contract is here, you will never turn over."

Cassandra's knees softened and she fell to the ground. Just as Piero's face was already showing a winning smile, the woman who suddenly fell to the ground made a low and weird laugh...

The laughter became louder, sharper, more and more crazy... Later, the woman who slowly stood up from the ground had already disheveled her hair and her eyes were red.

"Yes~~~! Yes~~! I'm just a prostitute! I'm a slave! But so what? Old Street is mine. Is it mine, do you want it? Then come and get it. All women will pick up muskets and wait to shoot your ass. When you finally get Old Street, you will find that all you get is a huge number of corpses~~! Don't you just want us women to use their bodies to exchange for money for you? Then take it~~~! Hahahahahaha, as long as someone likes bloody corpses, you will all be rich~~~!"

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This is the result that Piero doesn't want to see the most. The boss is crazy and driven crazy by him. This was a good thing, but the words Cassandra said were not alarmist. Everyone knows that women in the old street were rescued by the boss Cassandra himself. Every woman is loyal to her. Although these women cannot be afraid of death, as long as Cassandra says, they will obediently stick out / butt / to earn money for themselves, and there will be no resistance at all, just like those women outside the old street. But the same goes for the same, if Cassandra orders them to fight to the death, at least 80% of the women will never die. The old street has accumulated a lot of wealth over the years, but the real most valuable wealth is actually the charms Cassandra trained by one hand.

Elf, even Piero, had to admit that after seeing the women in the old street, women in other places were as disgusting as shit that could not breathe, which was also the fundamental reason why he was bound to seize the old street. Moreover, the old street was not completely powerless. Under Cassandra's forced order, every prostitute//woman must undergo strict self-defense fighting and shooting training. Although fighting skills cannot make these women instantly become terrifying warriors, the excellent and sufficient muskets can easily make up for the gap in strength. A woman in the old street holding a second-level magic gun and an elite warrior holding a first-level ordinary musket often dies when shooting at a long distance. In other words, no matter who it is, it is only a costly but unprofitable thing to force the old street.

Thinking of this, Piero raised his hand slightly and made a gesture that was slightly different from his usual habits. This was an assassination order... Compared with a crazy boss who wanted to burn his body, it was obvious that a dead boss was easier to deal with. After all, if you die, as long as you move fast enough, you can quickly suppress the women in the old street when they are not too late to react, and you can minimize the losses and maximize the gains.

Under Piero's satisfied gaze, a cold blade emerged from behind Cassandra, steadily piercing the woman's snow-white and flawless neck. Cassandra's eyes were dull, and the flame of life quickly extinguished in her eyes...

Although everyone seemed to have expected such a scene to happen, so there was no panic or riot, this scene finally came too suddenly and everyone was shocked. Even the senior killer hired by Piero from the "fairy tale" and the "single-digit" trainee Kalik in the apprentice training camp were a little stunned...

Yes, people are not killed by him.

With the powerful strength to dissociate the second-level seal and the assassination mission that he completed independently also reached double digits, so Kalik, who ranked "Seventh" in the fairy tale training camp, was always confident in himself. Although he failed the mission last time due to the damn trainee Goron, he lost a few fingers in shame, Kalik still had absolute confidence in completing this mission. After receiving the long-awaited assassination order, Kalik suddenly fell into an extremely excited state. He had already learned from his exclusive teacher how to deal with the invisible dark elf girl next to the boss. He had an absolute advantage in fighting head-on, and reunited again. After avenging his fingers and professional dignity, he would also find his "cute" junior brother, and regret the shot he fired for the rest of his life.

But the problem is...

Just before Kalik was about to take action, the big boss Cassandra was assassinated?

Apart from myself, is there anyone else who wants to attack her? Then, should I go up and make a cut? Or just cut off her beautiful head?

Killers must have the principle of killer. Since they have collected money, their blade must lick the blood of the target...

Just as Carrick was about to set off for a final blow, he suddenly felt an incomparable severe pain coming from his back. This pain could not be described in words. If that feeling was not wrong, was it because his spine was pulled out by someone...

Karak's body fell softly. Before his eyes turned completely black, he saw the blue girl "Golia" who appeared with Cassandra before, standing quietly behind him. Her right hand had just pulled out of Karik's body, and in the "girl"'s right hand, he suddenly held two or three pieces of white things...

"Isn't that...my...spine bones..."

The last scene Kalik saw was the scene where Goron clamped his palm tightly and pinched the three spines from behind Kalik into bone meal.

Seeing Kalik's unwillingness to die, Goron tilted his head and said silently in his heart: "I started looking for you as soon as I came here. How could the smell of blood on your body be hidden from an ogre chef..."

*****(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!