Arknights is too real, right?

Faced with such vulgar words, Xia Feng was speechless to refute.

This clumsy way was the only thing he could think of at the moment, but there was no doubt that it touched someone's bottom line.

Thinking about it from his perspective, if someone was collecting the Origin Stone in the streets and alleys of the Kilt neighborhood in Happy City, and he found out about it, he would definitely beat the person up without saying a word, and then tie him up for interrogation.

But then he thought about it, this was the Longmen slums, and Xia Feng understood who the person who was looking for him was.

Xia Feng followed these dozen strong men obediently.

These people were obviously not ordinary gangsters. Several of them were infected. The middle-aged man who just talked to him had a faint aura of a master.

While walking, Xia Feng asked casually.

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Shut up and follow suit."

"Are you going to see the Rat King?"

"Did you call me Rat King?"

After twisting and turning along the alley and passing through a group of houses, they set foot on a relatively spacious dirt road.

This area was very empty, and there were basically no civilians nearby. After walking for about 20 minutes, Xia Feng saw a relatively regular two-story building.

At this time, there were seven or eight people standing at the gate. In addition to the cold weapons in their hands, Xia Feng also saw the Source Stone gun.

After being pushed and pushed into the lobby on the first floor of the house, there were more than a dozen strong men gathered inside who looked like they were not good, law-abiding citizens.

Xia Feng looked around.

"Where's Mr. Rat Forest?"

"Go down."

The middle-aged man just pointed to the corner of the hall, and Xia Feng discovered that there was a staircase leading underground.

"basement?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get down quickly."

Walking to the stairs, Xia Feng swallowed a breath.

It looks eerie and scary down here, and the back road has been blocked. It can be said that there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, which is really exciting.

But he wasn't too worried. The Rat King knew about his relationship with the Emperor and had no reason to kill him. Moreover, this was the Rat King's territory. He was living under someone else's roof now, so it was only right for him to say hello.

This Wood Rat King himself is extremely powerful, and he also has many subordinates. In addition to the people outside, I am afraid that his people are hidden in the entire slum.

Xia Feng calmed down his emotions, put on a cold expression, and walked down the stairs leading down.

To his surprise, the space below was very large, and it looked like a huge underground base.

There were low-light lamps hanging on the walls, and there was a cement floor underfoot. The air was very humid and cold, and it was also filled with an indescribable smell. It wasn't unpleasant, but it couldn't be said to be pleasant either.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Xia Feng walked through the dark corridor and came to one of the innermost rooms.

In the room, a man in a snow-white coat was facing away from him.

"Boss Lin, the people are here."

The man slowly turned around, and as expected, this man was none other than Gray Lin.

Xia Feng took a look at the room. There was not even a coffee table or sofa, only a few small stools, and there were still blood stains on the corners that had been cleaned but not cleaned.

Obviously, this is not Boss Lin's private residence, but a place to "do business".

The Rat King looked at Xia Feng while leaning on his cane.

"May I have your name."

"Xia Feng."

"I heard that you were collecting source stones in the slums yesterday?"

"There is such a thing."

The Rat King didn't beat around the bush, of course, a person of his status didn't need ink at all.

"What is the relationship between Victoria's new Black Feather Chamber of Commerce and you?"

Xia Feng looked at the Rat King without dodge.

"The president of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce is my brother."

"So, who are you?"

Xia Feng's intuition told him that now was not the time to hide.

He looked into the Mouse King's eyes quietly and said.

"I'm the talk of the night all over southern Victoria, just like you are at Dragon Gate."

"Ah."

This identity obviously did not move the Rat King. He chuckled lightly, and there seemed to be a hint of scorn in his smile.

"In southern Victoria, people talk at night. Well, that's true, but don't you think your hand has crossed the line?"

Xia Feng exhaled and his eyes softened slightly.

"Boss Lin, you misunderstood. I have no intention of interfering in Longmen's night."

"Then you are collecting Source Stones in my territory? This is not Victoria. Longmen is a mobile city-state. Do you know how strict Longmen controls the Source Stones? This is the absolute bottom line."

"I didn't mean that. Someone wanted to kill me. I collected the Source Stone because..."

The Rat King shouted loudly.

"I don't care what your reason is!"

The Rat King approached Xia Feng with squinted eyes, and his voice became no longer friendly.

"I didn't touch you last time for the Emperor's sake, but don't think that I have any scruples. I don't care who wants to kill you. This has nothing to do with Longmen. You can settle your personal matters outside the city by yourself."

When the Rat King showed off his power, the air in the entire room seemed to tremble.

"Xia Feng, let me warn you one last time. If anything unpleasant happens to the slums because of your arrival, I will wipe you out just like I did to those men in black that day. No matter how powerful you are in Victoria, the laws of Dragon Gate will not allow it. be broken."

The Rat King has a very tough attitude. He is not only a gangster, but also the guardian of the underground order of Longmen.

In Xia Feng's impression, the first thing that gangsters value is profit. In other words, most gangsters exist to obtain profits, and all their principles of action are based on profit.

However, the Rat King in front of him was different. He had no interests in his eyes, or in other words, this interests were not wealth. In his eyes, he only saw the maintenance of the Dragon Gate's laws.

Xia Feng lowered his head.

"I see."

The Rat King turned his back to him.

"I advise you to leave the slums. You are not an ordinary person. You should find a way to deal with those who want to kill you. If you continue to violate my bottom line, next time, I will not let you leave my sight alive. "

This is the Rat King's final warning.

Xia Feng didn't say anything and left dejectedly.

On the way back, Xia Feng probably understood the Rat King's concerns.

There are a huge number of infected people in the slums, and the main urban area of ​​Longmen is developing at an extremely fast speed. In a sense, the existence of infected people will become an obstacle to the rapid development of Longmen.

Because that is an unstable factor.

Even a tiny spark may spark a prairie fire, and may even be used by someone to intentionally stoke the fire.

The Rat King is trying to maintain this balance.

He couldn't let anything happen to the slums. Once the slums became cells that caused disease, the higher-ups of Longmen could only remove the partially necrotic tissue.

According to his memory, Xia Feng returned to Ansuo's Xiaopo home alone.

His mood is a bit complicated now. In addition to the people in black and the Guards Bureau, he has new concerns. The slums can no longer become his battlefield.

In the living room.

Seeing that he looked a little depressed, Hong Dao asked aloud.

"Xia Feng, what's wrong?"

Xia Feng sat down on the sofa.

"We might have to get out of here."

"Where to go?"

"I don't know. I can't stay in the slums anyway. If a fight breaks out here, I'm afraid there will be new troubles."

Froststar, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, opened her eyes.

"Didn't you say you're not afraid of trouble?"

This was Shuangxing's unintentional words, but when he heard it in Xia Feng's ears, he immediately understood something.

He slapped his thigh.

"Yes, I'm not afraid of trouble!"

Xia Feng has been very passive since he came to Longmen. He was first tricked by the emperor, then wronged by the Guards Bureau, and even arrested and thrown into prison. It was clear that someone wanted to kill him, but now he has become a criminal.

Today, as the leader of the Longmen Gang, the Rat King not only refuses to help him out of loyalty, but wants him to leave the slum and fend for himself.

He didn't understand the logic, but why should he think about these strangers?

Xia Feng raised his eyebrows, and the previous gloom was swept away.

"Damn, Longmen is not opened by their family. It belongs to his uncle. Everyone wants to put away their own troubles. Okay, I will let you just ignore it and hang up. I am barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. This Don’t even think about running away if you reply!”