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Volume 2 The Road to Promotion Chapter 7 Gangster

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    early morning.  ([] .)

    Open the beige printed curtains and push open the small door leading to the balcony.  The cool but refreshing air suddenly rushed in.  Sweeping away the heavy sleepiness.

    Last night, Phil chatted with Paul for half the night. In addition to talking about his own experience, he also mentioned that he would come forward to help him solve the matter and help him get his money back.  However, this kid acted very tough, saying that he didn't need Phil to come to help with this matter, he could handle it alone.  He also invited Phil to come and watch the show.  It made Phil dumbfounded.

    Phil couldn¡¯t deal with the resentment and anger in this guy¡¯s heart. He could only tell him to do things neatly to avoid incurring the consequences himself.  Then he exited and returned to his private room.  After that, he took another shower, groggily touched the bed and fell asleep with his head covered.  I didn't wake up until now.

    "Well, I finally went back to sleep and woke up naturally. Natural sleep without anyone disturbing me is really comfortable."

    Standing on the balcony, looking at the extremely noisy streets below with pedestrians coming and going, Phil couldn't help but stretch.  He couldn't help but said.  As soon as he said this, he naturally remembered the next part of this sentence, "Counting money makes your hands cramp."  He couldn't help but smile, and his mood became even better for a while.  From somewhere on the street, the aroma of baked potatoes, meatloaf, and bread wafted faintly, which aroused the greed in his stomach.  After all, he only ate a piece of bread last night.  After that, I delayed going to bed until midnight. It's strange that I'm not hungry now.

    Returning to the plainly decorated single room, he casually scooped up two spoons of water to wash himself, then combed his messy hair in front of the mirror and pretended to be fine. Phil, humming a little tune in his mouth, pushed open the door and went out.  .  It looked like he was going to enjoy a sumptuous breakfast.  As he walked down the stairs, he paid special attention to the end of the corridor.  The door remains locked.  The people inside showed no signs of activity.  It looks like he is ready to fight in it for a long time.

    "This guy." However, thinking of Paul's endless tricks, Phil couldn't help but smile.  He stopped thinking about it and walked on by himself.

    At the counter on the first floor, the beautiful proprietress was already sitting there early.  There is still a glass of red wine in front of the cabinet.  According to Paul, this woman named Mrs. Bellon looks young, but is actually in her forties.  There is also a daughter who is 17 or 18 years old and is studying at the Ovalles Royal Academy. She has already passed the Level 4 badge. She is applying for Level 5 this time and seems to have a high chance of passing.  thus.  He is quite famous in this area and can be regarded as a little genius.  However, some time ago, for unknown reasons, this woman suddenly put up the sale of the hotel she had been running for more than ten years.  That¡¯s why Paul, the profiteer, was attracted.

    At this time, Mrs. Bellon was quietly staring at an old pocket watch in Egypt's hand.  There was not much expression about Phil coming down.  Didn't even look at him.  This kind of laissez-faire service attitude.  It¡¯s no wonder that business is so sparse.  However, Phil felt relieved when he thought that the hotel had been put up for sale.

    ¡°Perhaps she realized that someone was walking in front of her, Mrs. Bellon came back to her senses and saw that it was the young man who came from a foreign country yesterday, and said casually: ¡°Are you ready to go out?¡±

    "Yes, I'm going to have something to eat. Someone told me that there is a pub run by a Datli man nearby that is pretty good. It's also good quality and cheap." Phil replied with a smile.

    ¡°You¡¯re going to a tavern owned by a Dattrians?¡±

    Mrs. Bellon put away her pocket watch and took a look at Phil's clothes.  He said calmly: "That's a place that specializes in killing people. If you don't have dozens of gold coins with you, it's best not to go in. If you just want to fill your stomach, go out and go to the right, walk thirty meters, then turn right.  You can see a food street called 'Bronlin'. The food there is truly high-quality and reasonably priced."

    Phil was already hungry, so he asked about it.  Say thank you immediately.  Yi Yan stepped into the Brown Forest Food Street and was really impressed by the various delicious snacks here.  The meal was really enjoyable, and I also had a new understanding of the boss lady who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

    After eating, drinking, and having nothing to do, Phil wandered around Brownlin Avenue again. He bought any strange things he saw, scattered money along the way, and also purchased a lot of brand-new alchemy equipment.  It's a high-end device that I couldn't even imagine in the past. It's like experiencing the addiction of style master.  It wasn't until noon, after lunch, that his interest subsided, and he ordered a piece of meat pie to take back to Paul, the idiot.

    Back to the small hotel, before Phil could lift the curtain at the door, he saw seven or eight figures standing in the lobby. He couldn't help but be slightly surprised: How could there be so much business in just a short time.  This is coming back to life.  However, when Phil entered, he realized that the atmosphere in the lobby was strange.

    "Mrs. Bellon, there is still no time left before the deadline we agreed on.???There is less time left.  If you still can't raise the money, something bad may happen to your annoying brother-in-law.  "

    The leading man looked at the empty lobby, showing his yellow teeth as he spoke. His eyes carefully turned around Mrs. Bellon, faintly revealing a hint of lust, but he seemed to be very afraid, which he hid well.  Moreover, when talking, people were far away from each other, and they didn't dare to get close at all.  It seems that if you get too close, the woman in front of you will turn into a stinging poisonous scorpion!

    "I will prepare the money. And take this disgusting thing away. Get out of here." Mrs. Bellon raised her head and said with an extremely cold tone.  He didn't take these seven or eight big men seriously at all.  While he was talking, a small box had been thrown out. The leading man hurriedly caught it, but a bloody thing fell out and fell to the ground.  Phil took a look and saw that it was a severed finger.

    The big man showed a trace of anger, but he didn't dare to do anything to the woman in front of him. After picking up his finger, he suddenly showed a vicious smile and said: "By the way, your brother-in-law asked me to tell you,  If he cannot prepare enough gold coins by then, he will have no choice but to go find his lovely niece. Perhaps, he will also tell her something about her father."

    "Get out of here!" Mrs. Bellon's face turned pale, and then she clenched her teeth tightly, like an angry lion, wanting to tear all the scum in front of her into pieces!  This look also frightened these gangsters.  He retreated hastily.

    Seeing someone blocking the way at the door, these gangsters who were fierce and quarrelsome before immediately became tough. Some people rushed up to them, stretched out their hands and pushed, shouting in a dirty voice: "I'm blind."  Dare to block the way of our Dual Ax Club!" (To be continued)

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