It was still midnight, and it was still the same streets.

Jack opened the door and walked into the White Dove Bar just like last night.

Tonight, there were three times more guests in the bar than yesterday. Not only were all seats full, but even the station was almost gone.

There is no doubt that these people came to see the style of "killing god".

Of course, there is nothing to look at, because from the outside, he is just a man wearing a black suit and looking ordinary all over his body.

However, in this special bar, he is the focus of everyone's attention.

Without even saying "borrowed", the crowd automatically gave up a "daoer" in front of him.

Jack did not show any emotional fluctuations about this, he just followed the trend and came to the bar along this path.

At this time, there were already five people waiting for him.

"Hmph..." Bing Finger sneered when he saw Jack.

Last night, Bingwei had only one person. The person who called an ambulance for him after coughing up blood and carried him to the street was only considered his friend of wine and meat.

But tonight is different. There are four official killers of Qian Ming standing beside him.

In the eyes of Bing Finger, this is already an invincible combination in the world. What kind of killing gods and ghosts is just one person after all. How can you not be afraid of five "masters"?

However, Jack treated them like air and didn't even look at them...

He leaned leisurely to the bartender and said to the bartender, "Charles, pour me a glass."

After hearing this, the bartender stepped forward and helped him wipe the countertop, put an empty cup and a coaster: "The price of this cup is not low."

"Thank you," Jack replied, "You still care about me."

"This is not called care." The bartender said while pouring him wine, "I just threw the work that no one took because it was too difficult."

"Hey! Bastard!" At this time, Ice Finger finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he said directly to Jack, "Do you think it's okay to pretend you can't see me?"

"Of course I saw you." Jack responded and drank the wine in his glass, "I just don't want to pay attention to you."

"You..." Bingzhi was about to curse at that time, and even acted like he wanted to do something.

But Aladdino grabbed the front with a quick step, raising his arm to block the ice finger.

At this time, Jack turned his head slightly and said, "So...will you explain it to me now, or should I understand it myself?"

"I want to hear your understanding first." Aladdino said tentatively.

"If I want to understand it myself, it is..." Jack continued, "the words I said to you not long ago did not have the effect I expected."

"Well..." Aladdino pondered and said again, "Mr. Anderson, I don't know what you are looking forward to... I can only say that we Qianming have never been an organization that will be scared by people with a few words." He paused for a moment, and then changed his subject, "Of course, for this moment, we are not here to cause trouble for you."

"What?" Jack didn't respond as soon as he said this, but Bing Finger was stunned. "What do you mean to be troubled by him? You are not here to help me..."

"The chief has an order." Aladdino didn't let the ice finger continue, "I hope you apologize to Mr. Anderson for your rude behavior yesterday."

Before he finished speaking, Bing Finger's expression changed suddenly.

Jack on the other side blurted out: "No need."

At this moment, although Jack didn't know who Qian Ming's current leader was, he already felt that he was a very difficult person.

Letting Bingzhi apologize to him seems to be a concession, but in fact it is a retreat to advance.

From the reaction of Bing Finger, we can see that before Aradino said this, Bing Finger had no idea that there was such a thing, but... the expressions of the four people around him showed that they all knew it.

In other words, before coming here, Ice Finger was regarded as a abandoned soldier and a victim...

At present, if he apologizes, he can still save his life. At most, he will not be able to gain a foothold in this industry; but if he does not apologize, the consequences... Jack has guessed 90%.

"No, it must." Aladdino did not retreat. He glanced at Jack, then continued to stare at Ice Finger. "You should be very clear about what will happen if you disobey the leader's orders."

"I...but...he..." Bingqi was already incoherent and didn't know what to say.

"Hurry up, don't be like a little brat." The male killer who was following Aradino pushed the ice finger and urged, "So many people are watching."

However, it was because he could not speak because he had so many eyes looking at him.

All of this was naturally under Gallo's calculation... When he issued an order to Aradino, he had foreseen that things would develop like this; his "test" was to use the life and dignity of the Ice Finger as bargaining chips.

"Okay..." After struggling for a few seconds, Ice Finger suppressed his emotions and nodded, "Okay, I apologize..." He said, and walked to Jack, "Mr. Anderson, I am really..." When the half sentence was said, he grabbed a bottle of wine on the bar and smashed Jack's head vigorously, "...I'm sorry!"

Bang--

Before the bottle fell, the gun rang.

It was not Jack who shot, but Aradino.

Bing Finger is a person who is easy to see through, young, impulsive, stupid, arrogant... His thoughts are obvious in the eyes of the sophisticated Aradino.

So, Aladdino was prepared for shooting first, and when Ice Finger made the move to attack Jack, he shot him in the back of the head.

In an instant, the brain and blood of the Ice Finger spurted out from his forehead and sprayed towards Jack's place.

But Jack did not dodge.

No one saw clearly when and how he was dodging. Anyway, when they saw clearly, he was no longer in his original position.

"Is this what your leader meant?" A second later, Jack, holding a wine glass and holding a coaster with his little finger, stood not far away and said to Aradino.

"Yes." Aradino had already put away his gun when he responded to this.

"So... is his response to me?" Jack asked again.

Aradino did not answer this question, but gave a wink at the other three companions, then turned around and walked out of the store.

These four Qianming's assassins left like this, and the corpse of Bing Finger was discarded here like garbage, and they didn't even look at it.

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Fifteen minutes later, the people in the bar had basically disappeared, and Bing Finger's body had been carried away by a special person and taken to deal with it.

At this time, there were only two people left by the bar.

"I wanted to ask you yesterday." Jack smoked and said to the bartender, "Have the rules in your store changed?"

"Yeah, it's changed." Charles also lit a cigarette for himself at this time and said while smoking.

What they call "rules" is a tacit understanding that all the killers who came to Baige Bar to "take jobs" over the years; that is, "In Baige Bar, any grudges outside must be put aside. Killers cannot kill people here, nor can they provoke others on their own initiative, and go out to resolve any matters. If anyone dares to provoke trouble here, then the provoked party has the right to counterattack reasonably."

Last night, Jack stuffed a few almonds into the trachea of ​​the Ice Finger based on the principle that "the provoked party can fight back" to shut up; although theoretically he could kill the Ice Finger, he tried his best to avoid this situation.

Jack originally thought that Bing Finger was an arrogant young man who didn't understand the rules and was an exception... However, after seeing Aradino's behavior and the reactions of the killers around him, he realized...the current rules may be different from before.

"I'll confirm... I've been away for four years, not forty years, right?" Jack rarely joked in front of his acquaintance.

"Ho...fu—" the bartender laughed dryly and spitted a cigarette, "Stop sarcasm, I'm just an intermediary, the world is about to change, so what can I do?"

"Then tell me about this 'world'." Jack continued.

When the bartender heard this, he glanced at Jack, sorted out his thoughts, and then said, "Do you remember that before you left, Vittorio Bruno was re-elected as the county chief again?"

"Remember." Jack said.

"After that re-election, he basically eliminated all political forces in the county that could compete with him." The bartender continued, "In other words... in Baidao, he was already covering the sky with only one hand."

"So did he reach his other hand to the 'black' place?" Jack said.

"Hmph..." The bartender snorted coldly, not responding to the obvious thing, but said directly, "Naples is now like the back garden of the Bruno family, and the leader of the 'Qianming' Giuseppe Gello was his wardrobe."

"Gallo?" When Jack heard this name, his expression changed slightly, "Gallo became Qianming's leader?"

"Ah..." the bartender replied, "Three years ago, Qianming's previous leader passed away, and there was only one descendant left in their Du Qiao family... She was a girl in her early twenties. She was far from Gallo in terms of strength and scheming... Therefore, Gallo naturally received the support of most people in Qianming and was elected as the new leader; while the Du Qiao family's lady, with a small group of people who were still finally her, split out from the organization."

"Ha..." Jack smiled, "If I understand correctly... Qianming's organization has now become a private armed force to help Bruno's 'dirty work'?"

"It's almost the same." The bartender replied, "In addition, those in Qianming's branches around the world... who do not obey Gallo's leadership were either removed or left the organization, and the rest..." He paused for a moment, took a cigarette and said, "You know... Vittorio Bruno also has many friends in the upper level of the federal level, and his friends sometimes need some 'special help'."

"Furo—" Jack spitted a cigarette, "I understand." He nodded slightly, "Then the rules here..."

"Most of them are still abide by the rules, but Qianming's people are here..." The bartender shrugged, "...or, there is no need to worry about it anywhere. Even if you enter the Federal Police Station, they don't have to worry..." He said this, turning his head and scanning the place where the Ice Finger died, and saying in response to the residual bloody smell, "Just say that 'Ice Finger'. He has been arrested by the police for more than three times, but he has not been able to come out safely every time."

"Oh?" Jack said coldly, "This guy is so crazy, I thought he is quite capable... As a result, can't even do a good job of evacuation after the mission?"

"He wasn't caught while on a mission," the bartender said with a lipstick. "When he was caught, he was usually drunk and poured down next to a man's body, or lying on a half-dead woman."

Jack naturally understood the bartender’s implication immediately. He was silent for a few seconds and said leisurely: “This world has indeed changed.”

"So... as an old friend, I'd better advise you a few words." The bartender said, "If you can 'ret', just retreat again. Don't come back again this time... If you really have a reason to make a comeback, then I can help you with some... With your skills, go to other counties, or simply go to other continents to take on work... There is no problem." He paused and changed his subject, "But you have to continue to stay in Guanzhi County and Naples... you will definitely face Qianming."

The bartender said this and took a deep breath of cigarette.

"Because... you are the 'killing god'." After spitting out the cigarette, he frowned and continued, "The 'god' will not be inferior to others. Even if you are willing... a person like Gallo will definitely not tolerate you; and Gallo cannot tolerate you, it means that this 'world' cannot tolerate you now.

"Today he asked his subordinates to make trouble here, and anyone can see that he is using retreat as an advance, killing the chicken to warn the monkey...

"He means you and I understand... He wants you to retreat, or at least leave.

"If you don't retreat or leave, he will come to you; and... no one will come to help you, and no one dares to help you."

Every word and sentence of an old friend is very real and earnest.

This is a friendship that cannot be exchanged for money, but it is something Jack has never cared about before.

"Furo—" After a moment of silence, Jack spit out his last cigarette, snatched out the cigarette butt, and threw it into the ashtray, "I'll give it back to you..."

While speaking, he took out the coaster that the bartender had given him from his shirt pocket and placed it on the table. On the coaster, there were two Chinese characters - "Judge". Under the word "Secretary", there were also a string of very long Arabic numerals.

This is also one of the rules of Baige Bar. The bartender will hand over the coaster with the words "goal and reward" to the guests, and the drinker has a glass of wine to consider whether to take on the business.

At present, when the bartender saw that Jack had returned the "business" he had taken over, he thought the latter really wanted to accept the advice.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Jack said: "In this situation, you insist on giving me an order... Then you will be targeted."

After saying that, he got up and left.

"Where are you going?" the bartender did not look back, but asked anxiously.
Chapter completed!