Sitting on the taxi, the group of youths took advantage of the excitent and returned with disappointnt. Alan sat alone in the back of the car and remained silent. A few youths shouted in his ears, wanting to give the civilians a good look. However, most of them would only choose to forget about this matter after returning. After all, it was just a bar fight, and their clan had no ti to deal with these matters for these young masters.
Moreover, being beaten up by soone else was a shaful thing to say. They would only choose not to ntion it.
Sotis, the nobles' ntality was such a wonderful thing.
As he passed a street corner, Alan suddenly saw a few figures diving into a remote alley. He imdiately shouted, "Stop!"
When the car stopped, Josh frowned and said, "What do you want?"
"I still have sothing to do. Right now, you guys can go back first." Alan opened the door and jumped out of the car.
Those people just now seed to be William and the others. Alan had a hunch that the secret would soon be revealed. He followed him into the alley and took a few steps. Then he heard Wilick's voice, "Here's your money. Take it and disperse. Rember, you've been hiding for the past few days. Why don't you go out on a mission?"
"Boss Welik, there must be a hunting team that likes us." Soone said.
"Alright, be a little elf yourself. Let's go."
Walk away from the other side and Welik said, "Zia, be obedient and don't cause any trouble. Don't go anywhere, just stay at ho. Can you do it?"
"Where's the old oak?"
"You can't go either!"
"Alright, I'll listen to you. Then I'll go."
Zia's footsteps ca this way, and Alan quietly hid behind a trash can. After the girl walked past, he was just about to get out when he heard a frivolous whistle coming from outside the alley, followed by footsteps. '"Will you tell the good news, William?" The man said loudly.
The voice was very familiar, and Alan looked carefully. Vincent was swaggered over. The boy who had wanted to steal his rewards was chewing gum as he passed by Allen's hiding place and disappeared at a corner not far from the alley. '"Young Master Vincent! You didn't tell that the brat was also your Bescot and the winner of the death arena!" Wilick said in a suppressed voice.
"So what? Besides, it's not that I didn't say it, but that you didn't ask it clearly." Vincent sneered, "I told you, it was a young master of a noble family. You said it yourself, as long as you have money, it's the sa for everyone."
'"But Beth Cod is no ordinary family!" Welik said in a deep voice.
"Alright. Just tell , did you cripple that kid for ?"
William chose to remain silent.
"Alright, he is indeed a Level 11 trash. I thought that Willick the Iron Wolf was such an amazing fellow. So he is also a coward. He can't even deal with a little ghost." Vincent sneered.
Then the sound of footsteps rang out, and he seed to be about to leave, and Wilick called to him, "My reward!"
"You still want my money after ssing up?"
"That's right, I screwed up. Perhaps that young master will be happy to give so rewards, if I tell him who wants to deal with him."
Vincent imdiately scread, "You actually dare to threaten !"
"I'm just taking back what I deserve. It's because you didn't give accurate information, don't bla for ssing things up!"
"Very good, you untouchables are indeed shaless bastards!" Vincent said angrily, "Take your money and scram!"
Vincent left, and Alan ca out. Walking gently to the corner, Wilick had already walked to another long alley. Alan followed. This was the slums of Babylon. The streets were complicated, and buildings were everywhere. From ti to ti, malicious gazes could be seen in the shadows. At a corner of a street, or standing at a gorgeous corner, they would warmly greet every man who passed by, and then go to a cheap hotel to find a room to enjoy themselves.
Alan finally saw the other side of Babylon. This floating island wasn't all noble and prosperous. Just as light and shadows follow, it also has a dark side.
In the end, Alan followed Wilick to a relatively secluded place. There was a small two-storey building here. The building was very simple and crude, but the balcony on the second floor had so green bonsai, which brought so life to the small building.
The building was brightly lit, and Wilick knocked on the door. A burst of footsteps ca from behind the door. Then the door opened, and an eight or nine-year-old girl said happily, "Brother Wilick, you're back!"
"Brother Wilick, where's my bread?" A four or five year old boy appeared behind the girl. He looked very thin and weak, just like a puppy.
Then two or three young children ca out, and Wilick touched their little heads and said, "It's too late today. Let rry buy your favorite doughnuts tomorrow."
The children imdiately burst into cheers.
Just as Wilick was about to enter, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, "So, are these your adopted children?"
Wilick, who was originally smiling, suddenly narrowed his pupils. He said to the girl nad i Li, "Bring them in and don't co out."
Then he closed the door and turned around. William took a deep breath and looked at Ellen, who was leaning against the wall. "It's you!"
"It's ." Ellen shrugged and said, "I heard all about your dealings with Vincent."
'"Listen, this young master of Bescot. I didn't know that Vincent was going to deal with his own family. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken this job. Now, I don't want to care about the internal affairs of your family. I just want to live my own life, understand?" William made a "please" gesture: "So, please leave."
"Very well, you know that this is Beth Cod's internal affair. Unfortunately, you know it a little late. Whether you like it or not, the truth is that you have interfered." Alan lowered his voice and said, "You still insist on taking action after you know who I am. I have to say, your work ethic is admirable. Unfortunately, Vincent doesn't care about that. And you just threatened him. I don't think he's a generous person. Perhaps he will repay your threats tonight soon."
"What do you want?" William frowned. Now he felt that the young master in front of him was not so easy to deal with.
Ellen spread out his hands and said, "It's very simple. Of course I have to repay Vincent for what he did to . I need you to stand up and testify to what he did tonight if necessary."
'"Young master," Welik smiled, "that way, you will leave with no place on the island."
"No, you will be protected by . In the near future, I will set up my own hunting team. At that ti, I will reserve a place for you in there, if you are willing to join."
"It sounds tempting, but the truth is, even if your na isn't passed down, I can't see your strength. As for Vincent's side, he's just a side branch. But the clan behind him has a bit of influence on the island and on the surface." William shook his head and said, "Then look, I really can't find any reason to stand by you."
"As for Vincent, it doesn't matter. We'll be moving soon. We always move anyway." Welik said self-deprecatingly.
Alan sighed in his heart. He knew that he still couldn't convince the young man in front of him. As Wilick said, his foundation was still too shallow. Moreover, only the direct descendants of the clan knew his true identity. To outsiders, he was just a disciple of a side branch who was lucky but lacked strength.
"Alright then, I won't force you. If you change your mind, you can co find at Dawn Blade." Leaving behind these words, Alan left.
William heaved a sigh of relief and was surprised that Alan did not attack him on the spot. Otherwise, even if Alan couldn't kill him, the children in the house wouldn't be so lucky.
Returning to Dawn Blade, Josh opened the door of his apartnt and took out a bag of hard ice and put it on his face. The mont the ice cube touched the wound, he couldn't help but shout, "Ah!" Then, he angrily threw the ice cube to the ground. "Damn, who is Vincent looking for? He promised to act, but he actually made a move!"
He looked at his swollen face in the mirror and was even angrier. At this mont, there was a knock on the door. Josh opened the door angrily. He was stunned when he saw the people outside the door. Then, he suppressed his anger and said, "It's you."
Vincent walked in and whistled, "Hey, man. You look terrible."
"It's all thanks to you!" Josh thought for a mont and then said, "Vincent, I've done what you said. Then the thing I asked you to do..."
"Don't ntion that. You saw that bastard Wilick screwed up. Ellen is fine. I have to think of another way to deal with him." Vincent impolitely sat down on the sofa and said.
Josh walked over and said, "That's your subordinate's fault. It's none of my business. I've offended him for your sake. If he finds out why, then I..."
"Shut up!" Vincent glanced at him coldly. "With your little guts, you still want to kill your older brothers? Don't worry, as long as you work for properly, I'll settle your matter for you sooner or later. But now, I'm going to teach those bastards Wilick a lesson! Damn, he actually dares to threaten !"
"Teach them a lesson?" '"Speaking of which, there's a hot girl among them. If you want to teach them a lesson, why don't you catch that girl " Josh suddenly laughed wickedly.
"You an that woman called Zia?" Vincent narrowed his eyes and said, "That girl is indeed not bad. She's hot enough. Alright, let's just her. But we can't let those slaves off too easily! I'll have the family send so experts over and deal with them tomorrow."
The next night, when Vincent finally found out where Wilick lived and brought two Level 15 bodyguards to find him, Wilick had long since disappeared. He looked at the empty building and smashed sothing with hatred. Just as he ca out, Jo didn't want to co.
"I found that girl. She's in the Old Oak Bar now." Josh blinked.
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