Chapter 149: Reaction

Lu Mi had just returned to the second floor when he saw Charlie pacing outside his door.

"Yo, didn't you dream about it again? You suddenly came to my door like this; I'm very nervous, okay?" Lu Mi greeted half-jokingly and half-mockingly.

He was still brooding over the fact that Charlie didn't go to the "Eternal Blazing Sun" church but came to find him.

Charlie looked at the stairwell and said in a lowered voice:

"There seems to be some movement on the fourth floor?"

"Your ears are still normal." Lu Mi praised, "There is indeed movement; I threw Wilson down from upstairs."

"Ah?" Charlie was dazed again.

After two seconds, he reacted:

"Which Wilson? The one from the Poison Thorn Gang, the one who collected money from Miss Yisansi?"

"Right." Lu Mi nodded calmly.

Charlie first had an "so that's how it is" expression, then blurted out in astonishment:

"You threw him down from upstairs?

"Which floor?"

"Fourth floor." Lu Mi answered with a smile.

Charlie's mouth opened bit by bit, forgetting to close it.

"You aren't joking, are you?" After a few breaths, he finally found his train of thought and asked very nervously.

Lu Mi pointed to the room opposite:

"If you don't believe me, you can go and look at the alley behind. That guy is like a cockroach; he didn't even fall to his death like this."

"..." Charlie sized Lu Mi up again with the look of meeting him for the first time, discovering that this friend who loved pranks, was bold, and had brains actually had a side he didn't understand at all.

There seemed to be no law in his eyes, indifference permeated his bones, the word fear was lacking in his mind, and he actually threw a living person down from the fourth floor. Moreover, that was still the leader of the Poison Thorn Gang!

Is he not afraid of death?

Is he not afraid of the Poison Thorn Gang's revenge?

This made Charlie recall Xia Er's actions when he was threatened by Su Shanna Ma Disi and held his short knife against his throat.

Charlie had always felt that this was mainly coercion, a kind of intimidation, but now he suspected that if Su Shanna Ma Disi wasn't willing to compromise, Xia Er would really give him a knife.

Of course, his knife definitely wasn't any "Cursed Blade."

The next second, Charlie looked left and right and lowered his voice again:

"Are, are you crazy? The Poison Thorn Gang is not so easy to provoke!

"Why don't you hurry and change places? Moving out of the Market District should be fine."

He felt that no matter how crazy Xia Er was and how weak his legal consciousness was, he was a friend who had truly helped him, so he must remind him that he was in danger and had to escape quickly.

Lu Mi smiled:

"Our Savard Party is not easy to provoke either."

"Uh..." Charlie suddenly felt that things might not be the same as he thought.

Lu Mi opened the door to Room 207 and said while walking in:

"From now on, the 'Golden Chicken Hotel' is the territory of our Savard Party. I'll throw out any of those Poison Thorn Gang guys who come."

Did the Savard Party let Xia Er deal with Wilson? Charlie suddenly realized and let go of half his worry.

Since it was the Savard Party that took the initiative to provoke, they must have a way to deal with the Poison Thorn Gang's counterattack, so he, an unemployed poor person, didn't need to worry.

Lu Mi closed the suitcase containing several sets of change of clothes and Aurora's witchcraft notes, pushed it under the bed, used a bed sheet to do an initial cover, then straightened his body, and said to Charlie:

"If anyone comes to find me, just say I went to the Breeze Ballroom."

"Okay, okay." Charlie watched Lu Mi disappear into the stairwell and suddenly remembered one thing.

What about Miss Yisansi afterward?

Does she belong to the Savard Party, or is it possible to redeem herself?

…………

Market Avenue, Breeze Ballroom.

Lu Mi sat at the bar and tapped the table:

"A 'Lover,' a serving of mashed potatoes, a serving of lard veal slices, a pork sausage, and a croissant."

"Lover" refers to "sugar wine" brewed with sugarcane syrup plus ice and water, which belongs to the slang used in bars all over Intis.

Not long after, Lu Mi drank the amber, sweet alcoholic liquid and ate the rich and tempting lard veal slices.

He tasted the food while listening to the singing from the dance floor, swaying his body from time to time.

At this time, a gang thug who followed Baron Brignell sat next to him.

Lu Mi tilted his head, glanced at the obvious blood stasis marks on the other party's forehead, and said with a smile:

"Third time meeting, right? How should I address you?"

That thug answered quite cautiously:

"Just call me Louis."

Another Louis... Lu Mi laughed inwardly.

In the Republic of Intis, Louis, Pierre, and Guillaume are as common as can be, and the last Louis Lu Mi witnessed gave birth to a child with a man's body.

Louis watched Lu Mi pick up the croissant and take a bite, and said as if to deliberately bridge the relationship:

"I'll treat you. This is your first time playing at our Breeze Ballroom."

"Alright." Lu Mi rarely pretended to be polite.

Louis ordered a syrup lemon soda wine whose slang was "Devil," took a sip, and said:

"You live in the 'Golden Chicken Hotel,' right?"

"Yeah." Lu Mi forked a piece of cut sausage and put it into his mouth.

Louis thought for a moment and said:

"That's the territory of the Poison Thorn Gang. Do you want to move to White Coat Street?"

"No need." Lu Mi drank a mouthful of the cold "Lover" that emitted a caramel sweet taste and said with a smile, "It's the territory of our Savard Party now."

"What?" Louis was almost choked by the alcoholic liquid in his mouth.

Lu Mi tilted his head and said with a smile:

"I threw Wilson of the Poison Thorn Gang down from the fourth floor; the 'Golden Chicken Hotel' is now the territory of our Savard Party."

Listening to the other party's description, the expression on Louis's face became stiff bit by bit.

After a few seconds, he squeezed out a smile and stood up:

"I have to report this matter to the Baron."

How is this guy even crazier and more insane than the Baron?

"Alright." Lu Mi didn't mind at all.

Louis walked a few steps quickly, then turned back, leaned next to Lu Mi, and asked in a low voice:

"Is Wilson dead?"

"No." Lu Mi revealed a regretful expression.

What are you regretting? Louis looked at Lu Mi's face, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart:

Did we find a sharp knife, or did we find a big trouble?

…………

Market Avenue, No. 126, inside Luo Jie's three-story building with a small garden.

Looking at Wilson, who was covered in bruises and carried in front of him, Luo Jie looked at the three trembling thugs with cold blue eyes and asked:

"Who did this?"

"People from the Savard Party!" One of the thugs with a slightly hunched body answered with lightning speed, "He calls himself Xia Er and said that the 'Golden Chicken Hotel' now belongs to the Savard Party!"

Xia Er... "Black Scorpion" Luo Jie's slightly bloated face revealed an expression of mixed confusion and vigilance.

He muttered to himself:

"There is no one named Xia Er among the leaders of the Savard Party who can be ranked...

"How could he beat Wilson into such a state?"

You must know that Wilson is a "Thug" equivalent to a Sequence 9 Beyonder, best at fighting!

At this time, another thug said in a guessing tone:

"Boss, I remembered one thing. On the evening when Ma Ge died, we went to the 'Golden Chicken Hotel'."

Luo Jie's expression gradually became serious, carrying a bit of ferocity and resentment:

"Was it also that Xia Er who did it? How did he do it?

"Did the Savard Party secretly recruit such a powerful figure to drive us out of the Market District?"

A man standing next to "Black Scorpion" Luo Jie said hatefully:

"The first time was an assassination, the second time was an open provocation. If we don't make a response, who knows what will happen the third time!"

This man had his hair shaved clean, but his features were quite good. His lake-water-colored eyes, high-bridged nose, tough brown eyebrows, and well-curved mouth made him still worthy of being called handsome even with a bald head.

He was wearing a black shirt, dark breeches, and strapless leather boots, without a coat, and was nearly 1.8 meters tall.

Luo Jie pondered for a few seconds and said to the man beside him:

"Haman, you go find Baron Brignell and ask him what exactly is going on, and ask him if the Savard Party wants to go to full-scale war with our Poison Thorn Gang.

"If he is willing to reconcile, we can make appropriate concessions.

"Remember, the time hasn't come yet; learn to be patient."

…………

Breeze Ballroom, third floor, on the balcony of a certain room.

Baron Brignell held his peach wood pipe and leisurely looked down at the guests entering and leaving the ballroom.

Suddenly, he turned his body and looked toward the door.

Two seconds later, Louis pushed the door in, passed through several other gang thugs, and entered the balcony.

"Your footsteps are a bit heavy and a bit urgent. Did something happen?" Baron Brignell asked with a smile.

Louis answered quite nervously:

"Baron, that Xia Er threw Wilson down from the fourth floor of the 'Golden Chicken Hotel'!"

"Wilson of the Poison Thorn Gang?" Baron Brignell recalled for a moment and said.

"Right, he was seriously injured but didn't die." Louis hurriedly added the intelligence.

Baron Brignell held his pipe and pondered for a while before saying:

"Did Xia Er say why he did that?"

"He said the 'Golden Chicken Hotel' is now the territory of our Savard Party." Louis repeated Lu Mi's words.

Baron Brignell laughed dumbly.

He took a puff of his pipe and said meaningfully:

"A sharp knife that isn't held well is very easy to hurt oneself.

"Must find an opportunity to 'remind' him."

"What about the Poison Thorn Gang side? Do we need to tell the boss?" Louis asked quite worriedly.

Baron Brignell thought for a moment and said:

"Not for now.

"Xia Er actually did a good thing this time. I want to see what reaction the Poison Thorn Gang will have."

Seeing his subordinate reveal a confused expression, Baron Brignell, who always liked to "teach" them to show off his own wisdom, smiled:

"Since the Poison Thorn Gang was established, in less than two years, the number of people possessing supernatural power within them has expanded to only a little less than ours, and they have snatched a large amount of territory. Don't you think there is a big problem here?

"If they are given another two years, I'm afraid we will be completely driven out of the Market District.

"If they want to make this matter big, I'm very happy, just in time to let the official people notice and investigate who exactly is behind them."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 150 =====