“I dare not.” Not until he faced it personally did he realize what a joke the so-called “delaying” was.

How are people in later generations going to understand the power that was hostile to the whole world 200 years ago?

“Then congratulations, you survived, because I like Rutland.”

Agnier put down his guard gun and said, “The mastermind is Saluzzo.”

“Favors are not hard currency.”

Akado turned and left. From now on, one of the twelve families in the Gray Hall would be eliminated again.

(There are more updates, don’t worry, let me hurry first.)

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140. The Saluzzo family: a loving father and a filial daughter

The sky was still gloomy and rain was pouring down.

heavily clouded.

The street lights flickered, probably because the underground power lines had fallen into disrepair. The white-haired Rupert girl leaned against the wall of the convenience store, watching the water flowing like a curtain under the eaves.

The air is damp and cold, as if someone is cutting your flesh bit by bit with a knife. It is not fatal, but it will deprive you of your body temperature bit by bit, leaving you with nothing.

Lapland took out a comb from his coat pocket that looked as old as the city, and slowly combed his long hair which had become wet and messy after the rain.

Oh, and the tail.

The big tail with messy hair swayed back and forth, and then fell into her palm. The comb slowly untangled the tangled white hair, and the hair roots were pulled with a slight stinging pain.

“I really want to eat a hot puff pastry, or any pizza.”

She looked at the sky of Volsinia and for some reason she suddenly felt uneasy, as if she had lost something without realizing it.

What do I have to lose?

Lappland smiled. She didn’t have many memorable things in this city.

There used to be a person named Saluzzo in Laplander.

Until two years ago, when she led the Saluzzo family team to participate in the liquidation operation against the Texas family, because of her arbitrary pursuit of Cellinina, the family members suffered heavy losses from the counterattack of the Texas family members. This incident touched the bottom line of the Saluzzo family, so Laplande was expelled from the family by her father Alberto.

Some say she is a “lone wolf,” which is Luper slang for those who are not recognized.

But no one knew how Lappland, who had lost his family forever and would never join another family, managed to survive to this day with his scarred body.

The doctor could heal her injuries, but not her madness.

Crazy. Even the Syracuse gang, who are best at internal friction, would describe her like this.

People living in the city always have pursuits, whether it is the desire to satisfy needs such as money or the opposite sex, or some noble ideals that go beyond the individual.

You won’t find any of that in Laplander.

She is like a lone wolf who has strayed into civilized society, looking for prey in the turbulent traffic and traffic lights. She should not belong to the city. The boundless wilderness is her home, where there are endless struggles and the law of the jungle.

So after Lappland got the answer from Texas at Longmen, he returned to Syracuse without hesitation.

This is the wilderness.

She picked up her sword from the ground and took a short rest. Her hands, covered in bloodstains and cuts, finally regained some strength.

The hilt of the sword was covered in her own blood, the result of Lappland’s high-intensity sword swings to block or chop metal and even bone for feedback.

The Luper man in a black suit screamed and fell from the opposite building. Fortunately, the floor was not high. He lay on the ground and spit out blood, but he was still breathing.

“You’re from the Saluzzo family?”

Lappland kicked him.

The other person was in so much pain that he had difficulty breathing. His consciousness was scattered, but he nodded reluctantly.

She looked up at the office building opposite her, which was the office of the Saluzzo family.

There was a big hole in the wall on the 4th or 5th floor. Even through the heavy rain, I could hear the bustle inside.

The sixth floor, the seventh floor, the eighth floor! The… Laplander clapped excitedly. Throughout the office building, a large hole would appear on the wall every less than a minute, and even the entire wall would be broken. Then blood spurted out from the hole, dyeing the entire building red from the inside out.

Ha, it seems that our Mr. Alberto Saluzzo has encountered some troubles that are not easy to deal with.

Lappland laughed wildly. She dragged the young man lying on the road gasping for breath under the eaves, took off his top hat and put it on her head, then bowed gracefully and ran into the office building with the sword in hand.

Alberto is the current patriarch of the Saluzzo family. He has survived countless assassinations and attacks to get to the present, making the Saluzzo family synonymous with “danger”.

Who on earth could break into the office of the most powerful mafia family in Syracuse head-on and defeat those killers who stood in the first echelon of the country’s combat effectiveness in an almost crushing manner?

She had no intention of saving Alberto, even though he was her biological father and had provided her with what he considered the best and most excellent education…

Lapland just planned to wait at the door to see what kind of person was the one who killed the patriarch whom he had never defeated before.

Then, maybe she should draw her sword and challenge?

Being able to fight such a powerful enemy… an enemy so powerful that she would feel terrified even if she had never met him before…

Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!

141. Death of White Wolf

“Who are you?” asked the killer.

Then the killer died.

“Where are you going?” another killer asked.

Then he died too.

“What on earth are you going to do?!” exclaimed a high-ranking government official.

Then he died.

Akado didn’t say anything. He just held the two guardian guns, constructed the spell model for activation in his mind, and then pulled the trigger.

Double Gun will give the answer.

Since this is the office of the Saluzzo family, all of them are members of the Saluzzo family.

No one is innocent.

It was too exaggerated. No one had ever imagined that someone could single-handedly destroy the most brutal and brutal mafia family in Syracuse, leaving no one alive.

All those who bore the name Saluzzo died.

Those who stayed in the office went to hell as part of Saluzzo’s death.

If hell really exists.

Bang, bang, bang…

The sound of guns firing bullets was as loud as thunder.

Anyone hit by a bullet would be killed instantly.

The first level, through… eh?

Inside the counter, a girl in revealing clothes was lying on the ground, unconscious, with a pool of liquid of strange color and smell under her. She was obviously scared to death.

Accardo turned around and gave her a bullet, permanently curing the bedwetting of this baby who looked to be in her twenties.

As I said before, there can be no innocent people appearing in the Saluzzo family’s office at this time.

Even if there is…what does it have to do with me?

The dead river flows on, unless it is useful to Your Majesty or related to Your Majesty’s ideals.

In Akado’s eyes, all the other people were just “dead if they want to die”.

This guy makes friends based on whether they can help Theresa or her ideals.

I met an old priest today.

He looks a bit like an old friend.

Akado was in a rare good mood, probably because Agnier had deliberately shown weakness in front of him.

He couldn’t help but think of the Lateran who almost killed him in the true sense. That guy was also a priest.

His name is Alexander Anderson, and he is a dangerous character who always carries a guard gun and a gun sword with him.

Thinking of this, he raised his gun, aimed it at the ceiling above his head and pulled the trigger continuously, and then blood spurted out from the bullet holes.

Akado pressed down on his electronic watch and pulled it upwards; the dial and strap melted into blood-red metal covering his entire palm.

He snapped his fingers, and with the help of the staff-like hand armor, he instantly released a complex spell. The falling blood covered the entire ceiling like a tattoo and was deeply imprinted into the wall.

There was an immediate cessation of sound from upstairs, and by the time Akado reached the second floor, it was filled with dried corpses.

What was strange was that the corpses were in the shape of an inverted cross, with sunken faces, broken arms and shrunken legs, like a “confession” painted by an abstract painter.

Akado continued to climb the stairs.

The third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor…

He was never stopped once until he reached the top floor of the entire office building.

Who can stop a living legend?

Akado stood in front of the white wolf, “Do you feel the slightest remorse for your actions?”

He asked incomprehensible words.

The surroundings were in a mess, and it was obvious that the owner of this room had vented his anger on the furniture.

“Of course, Mr. Accardo,” Alberto Saluzzo did not hide his regret and grief. The closer he got to death, the calmer he became. “I watched with my own eyes all my efforts and hard work completely vanish in just nine minutes. If I could choose to do it all over again, I would definitely kill that greedy guy who acted on his own initiative.”

It is obvious that the assassination of Quill was not the work of Mr. Saluzzo.

Instead, it involves more complicated political deals.

But Alberto Saluzzo knew about this and turned a blind eye.

That’s enough. If you know about it, you deserve to die.

Because this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, the wolf cubs have been fighting in their den for a century and have forgotten their fear of lions. When a lion walks into the wolf den, and is wearing armor, it is a bloody storm.

Now, a predator more powerful than them has arrived.

Akado raised the Guardian Gun and pulled the trigger.

“ John 8: Everyone who commits sin is a slave to sin.”

“Go to the dead river and atone for your sins in slavery.”

He kicked the French window and jumped down.

Lappland stood at the door on the ground floor, staring at Akado with fiery eyes.

I was completely excited, completely, and wanted to rip this guy’s throat open. Ah, would such a powerful person bleed? Would he get hurt?

Lappland clenched the sword in his hand.

The Blood Demon, guarding the gun, can kill all the elite members of a gangster family in just a few minutes.

What a strange presence.

It was as if every cell in my body was trembling, expressing my fear of him. This feeling was really…

Unbeatable!

Lappland stomped the ground hard, and with a fierce gust of wind, he rushed towards Akado without hesitation, and then swung his swords.

(Additional update completed. Three chapters updated today.)

142. Lappland and her collar

A white-haired old man pushed open the copper-clad wooden door, bringing in the smell of heavy rain mixed with blood.

The servant holding the candle slowly retreated, the door closed, and the room fell into darkness again.

No, there are lights here… Agnier has lit up the room with his halo and wings.

That’s the convenient thing about the Laterans.