Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 699
Sicilo is not Gul's direct subordinate, he is just a distribution leader in the eastern suburbs.

Wei Na claimed that she was not from the Supervision Office, but a gangster. This answer was a little subtle. The gangsters undoubtedly knew the gangsters best. In a sense, this was even more terrifying.

Because at least the Office of Supervision will not kill people indiscriminately, but the gangsters can.

Wei Na looked around at the strong men surrounding her in the bar, then looked down at Sicilo.

"Take me to see Gul, or, you can ask your men to fight me hard, but I want to remind you in advance that it is best not to be too optimistic about the result of fighting me, even though I am only one person."

A bald man with earrings next to him picked up a chair and said viciously.

"Smelly woman, don't think that you are invincible after knocking down a few people. If you dare to fight here, don't even think about leaving alive today."

"Oh? Then you can try."

The bald head glanced at the companions around him. Apart from the three injured just now, there are at least a dozen other people in the bar.

He pointed at Wei Na arrogantly.

"Smelly woman, is it possible that you really think that you can fight against a dozen of us by yourself? You think you are the king of advancement."

Wei Na's expression did not change from the beginning to the end, she ignored the bald head, but turned her head and looked at Sicilo indifferently.

"Take me to Gul, or you all die here, choose."

Seeing Wei Na ignoring him, the bald head roared.

"Pretend to me again, brothers, kill her!"

"do not move!"

At this moment, Sicilo loudly stopped the actions of his subordinates.

There was shock in his eyes, and the source of the shock was Wei Na's attire at this time.

As the saying goes, the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. The words just now seemed to have reminded him.

The King of Advancement, the underground emperor of northern Victoria, no matter whether it is a local gang or a street gangster, almost no one does not know this name.

But there are only a handful of people who have actually seen the King of Propulsion himself.

Naturally, Sicilo had never seen it before, but he had heard rumors about the King of Propulsion more than once.

According to rumors, the King of Propulsion's real name is Wei Na, a young woman around 20 years old, her ethnicity is the rare Aslan, and her favorite weapon is a short black hammer that matches her name.

Under such a close observation, Sicilo felt that his breathing became more and more difficult.

Although the other party was only a young woman, the coercion of a strong person made him a little breathless.

"I am convinced, I can tell you where Gul is."

Sicilo was discouraged. Although he still couldn't be sure that the woman in front of him was the King of Propulsion, his instinct told him that if he continued to resist, he would die.

Because the boss had already spoken, the subordinates in the bar had no choice but to put away their weapons unwillingly, and surrounded them fiercely.

Wei Na carried the hammer on her shoulder.

"Where's Gull?"

Sicilo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said honestly.

"In fact, I haven't seen Gur for more than half a month, but I know a bar he often goes to, and the location is here."

Wei Na grabbed Sicilo by the back of his neck and lifted him up.

"You come with me."

30 minute later.

In another bar in the central area of ​​the eastern suburbs.

Wei Na stood the blood-stained hammer by her feet, and casually pulled the only intact chair.

Around her, there were men lying on the ground crying.

Sicilo and his subordinates turned pale. The bald man was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe. At this moment, he finally understood that the boss is indeed the boss.

If Sicilo hadn't stopped them just now, they would have suffered as badly as the thugs in this bar.

Sitting on the chair, Wei Na indifferently took out a tissue and wiped her hands.

"Gul doesn't seem to be here, are you kidding me? Or, did you deliberately lure me here to let these people kill me?"

Sicilo shuddered like a primary school student being called by the teacher, and said hastily.

"No, no, no, I didn't mean to harm you. As I said just now, Guer hasn't shown up for a long time, and coming here can only be regarded as a chance."

Wei Na frowned slightly.

"Take a chance? I don't have time to try my luck here. I'm not a gambler."

Sicilo was about to cry.

"Elder sister, I can't help it. I'm not from the Heathrow Chamber of Commerce. I'm just a small character who buys goods. Gul is very careful now. No one knows where he is except his confidants."

Wei Na glanced at the squirming figure lying on the ground.

"Are there Gul's confidantes here?"

Sicilo didn't speak, but his eyes kept aiming at a fat man huddled in the corner.

Seeing Sicilo's eyes, Wei Na stood up, grabbed the hammer and pulled the fat man over.

"Where's Gull?"

This fat man was about 40 years old. Although he was lucky not to be injured just now, his pants were already wet when he was grabbed by Wei Na.

"Sister, I'm also a peripheral employee. I haven't seen Boss Guer for a long time."

"Really, then you can die."

The fat man shielded his face and roared loudly.

"No, no, no, I know a place where Boss Guer often goes."

"Where?"

"It's a nightclub, just for men."

The fat man said that Guer hadn't appeared on the surface for several months, but secretly, he was still active at night in Gusha City. However, he seemed to have smelled something recently, and his whereabouts disappeared again.

But the fat man said that Guer himself was extremely lustful, and the night scene he mentioned just now was actually a sex scene in the suburbs.

After learning this still inaccurate information, Wei Na stood up.

"Tell me the location."

"Yes, I'll write to you right away."

Afterwards, Wei Na seemed to have thought of something, and continued to ask.

"Have you seen a girl named Melanza recently?"

Fatty and Sicilo were taken aback at the same time.

"Girl? I don't think I've heard of it. People in our business are surrounded by men."

Wei Na didn't say anything more, took the address of the wind and snow resort, and she left the bar alone.

After Wei Na left, the fat man grabbed Sicilo by the collar.

"Ciciro, you fucking dare to betray me!"

Sicilo broke away, equally angry.

"Fuck me, I'll die if I don't bring her here, do you know who she is!"

"Who?"

Sicilo lowered his voice and whispered a name in the fat man's ear.

Hearing this name, Fatty's expression instantly changed from anger to astonishment. He widened his eyes and said in disbelief.

"push"

"Shh, this matter is not something that people like us can participate in. Boss Guer may be in big trouble."

In Gusha City, the Sislow Chamber of Commerce is a real local snake. Because they control the formula and source materials of the hallucinogenic powder, their power has continued to expand, and they have never stopped managing local officials.

But if you widen your horizons and look down at the entire north, the Sislow Chamber of Commerce may not even be a fart.

Compared with the famous Glasgow Gang, they are the difference between micro krypton players and rich players.

The Sislow Chamber of Commerce plays an addictive hallucinogenic powder.

And the Glasgow Gang played with the lifeblood of this world—the Origin Stone.

(End of this chapter)