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"I promise!"

Received Lu Qi's nodding promise, the man couldn't help but take off his hat, bowed to Lu Qi and said:

"If that's the case, the Cinder Gang is very willing to help you!"

Seeing this, the other members of the Cinder Gang could not help but bow and express their loyalty to Lu Qi.

Seeing this, Lu Qi did not refuse, and generously took over the leadership of the Cinder Gang, and then said:

"Very well, since this is the case, in order to expand our influence and recruit people from other industries, the name Cinder Gang can no longer be used. From now on, you will be called Nighthawk Gang!"

Chapter 2 Twelve

After recruiting the Cinder Gang and transforming himself into the leader of the Nighthawk Gang, Lu Qi feels very good.

Although there are only twenty younger brothers under his command, Lu Qi still values ​​this force very much.

After all, these people are the basis for him to defeat the mob gang and liberate London...

When a new official takes office, Lu Qi's gang reforms are carried out vigorously.

He first appointed Edward, the former boss of the Cinder Gang, as his deputy.Then, throw another one hundred pounds to the other party, let him take the wounded to see a doctor, and start recruiting troops to gather all the people in the Whitechapel district who are dissatisfied with the mob gang.

After arranging the task, Lu Qi returned to Green's antique shop without stopping.

"...that's the way it is."

Knowing the ins and outs of the matter from Lu Qi's mouth, Green couldn't help but put his hand on Lu Qi's shoulder, and said a little excitedly:

"Your Excellency Marrs, in this way, as long as we launch a gang war against Kerak, we can regain the ownership of the Whitechapel District from the hands of the mob gang!"

Gang wars, in short, are gang fights and territorial grabs.

As soon as you open your mouth, you will know the old and Dangerous boy...

Just as Lu Qi was thinking wildly, Green came to the bookshelf and began to search.

"However, during the period of gathering our men, we may have to do something for the people of the Whitechapel District. Only in this way, the people will understand that we are different from the villains of the mob gang, and we can get their support."

Hearing this, Lu Qi, who came back to his senses, couldn't help but shrugged, and then asked:

"Then what is your opinion?"

"As I said before, in addition to the rampant criminal activities in the Whitechapel area, there are also many child laborers employed by unscrupulous factories. Those young and weak bodies are doing heavy work that adults cannot bear. We must Get them out!"

"Moreover, children are the best spies. As long as we get the approval of the children, our eyes and ears will be everywhere in the future!"

While talking, Green found what he wanted, a piece of paper with a vivid picture of a girl with double ponytails.

As soon as he took the paper, Green's voice rang in his ears:

"Clara Audia, the big sister of the children, the king of children in London. You can find her in Babylon Lane..."

After all, Green did not forget to pat Lu Qi on the shoulder, and said:

"Be careful out there, my friend."

"Don't worry, it's just a few villains..."

. . .

After leaving the antique shop, Lu Qi got into the carriage and came directly to an alley called "Babylon".

According to the portrait provided by Green, Lu Qi found Clara easily, or in other words, the other party found him.

It was a little girl about the size of Connor, with black hair tied into double ponytails. The freckles on her face contrasted sharply with the mature and cunning eyes.

"I think you're Clara Odea..."

Looking up and down at Lu Qi's attire, Clara took half a step back and asked cautiously:

"you are?"

"My name is Mars, Henry Green asked me to come, he said you need some help?"

Hearing the name of the Indian brother, the little girl let go of her guard, bowed slightly to Lu Qi, and said:

"My lord Mars, it's a pleasure to meet you. And, yes, my lord Mars, the children need your help."

"tell me the story."

"There are several factories in this city that rely almost entirely on child labor to keep them running. These children work extremely long hours for meager wages and are not allowed to leave the factory. They are living in dire straits and I need you to Those children were rescued."

"Start from the Whitechapel area first, and in return, we will provide you with information..."

After a pause, the little girl blinked her eyes, looked directly at Lu Qi's black eyes, and asked:

"So, have we reached a deal?"

"Of course!"

As soon as the words fell, Clara spat on the palm of her hand and wanted to shake hands with Lu Qi, but found that Lu Qi looked at her in horror.

"what is this?"

"This is a Jewish practice, which represents mutual trustworthiness, and never takes back what is said."

Hearing Clara's explanation, Lu Qi understood the ancient etiquette of spitting into the palm of his hand and then shaking hands.

Suppressing a little discomfort in his heart, Lu Qi also took off his gloves, followed the gourd, spit on the palm of his hand, and shook hands with Clara.

"Glad to cooperate with you."

"Me too."

After getting the address of the Black Heart Factory in Whitechapel District from Clara, Lu Qi immediately left Babylon Lane and set off for the Black Heart Factory.

However, before going to rescue the child laborers, he first found a clean well, scooped up a ladle of water, and washed his hands twice.

After all, saliva is contagious...

. . .

Blackheart Mills is a sawmill in the south of Whitechapel.

The four-story red brick building, plus a courtyard surrounded by walls, is the structure of the entire sawmill.

Although he knew that he was in the world of Assassin's Creed Syndicate, he also got the assassin's Hidden Blade.However, Lu Qi did not regard himself as an orthodox assassin who came and went without a trace in stealth and darkness.

Besides, when playing this game, he never regarded the character he controlled as an assassin...

Assassin, write as assassin, read as unparalleled!

It's done!

Anyway, the police have their own people, and the thugs are also targeting him, so there is no need for Lu Qi to continue to hide his Asian face.

So, he walked straight into the sawmill swaggeringly, and beat everyone who blocked his way to the ground one by one.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After tying up the factory foreman's legs and hanging them upside down on the guardrail on the second floor, Lu Qi leisurely sent all the child laborers in the factory home.

Watching the child workers leave the factory, Lu Qi came to the factory foreman, patted the other side's cheek lightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Tell your boss, if you let me know that you still dare to employ child labor, I will personally go to his home and let him taste my strength..."

"do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand..."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lu Qi swaggered towards the factory gate, leaving only the factory foreman hanging upside down in mid-air, howling loudly:

"What are you still looking at, put me down quickly..."

After rescuing the child laborers in dire straits, Lu Qi got all kinds of information from street urchins headed by Clara Odia.

And the Nighthawk Gang, also under the propaganda of the children, became the only hope for the people of Whitechapel District to fight against the Mob Gang.

Three days later, everything was ready.

Lu Qi sent a nighthawk gang member to send a gang war challenge letter to Kerak, the leader of the mob gang in the Whitechapel district!

Chapter 2 Thirteen Gang Wars

No rules no standards.

No matter which era, which country, gangsters have their own set of rules.

And it was the same in Victorian London.

In order to liberate the various administrative districts of London from the thugs, Lu Qi and his Nighthawks must fight in a fair duel according to the rules.

And this is Gang Wars!

For short, gang fights!

Faced with the challenge of the Nighthawks, Kerak, the leader of the Whitechapel mob gang, was very angry.

In his eyes, what kind of Nighthawk Gang, isn't it a slag composed of the defeated generals of the Cinder Gang, who dare to challenge his authority? !

If it weren't for the Asian who can fight, he would have sent someone to take over the Cinder Gang in one pot. How could the Cinder Gang survive until now!

It just so happened that the Asians and the Cinder Gang took the initiative to send them to the door, saving him from sending people to look for them.

With such a thought in mind, Kerak gladly accepted the challenge from the Nighthawks, and set the location of the gang war on his own territory, the Whitechapel District Railway Station!

Not only that, he also sent people to secondment a large number of gang members from Southwark District and Lambeth District, intending to take Lu Qi and the Nighthawk Gang in one fell swoop...

. . .

at dusk.

Before night fell, the entire city of London was already shrouded in blackness and denseness.

Pieces of dark clouds stopped in the sky, as if they were about to be suppressed.

The thunder that sounded from time to time seemed to indicate that the mountains and rains were about to come.

Thanks to the weather, there were far fewer carriages and pedestrians rushing to and fro on the streets.

Even the newsboys who usually stand on the street and sell newspapers, hide under the eaves of hotels or shops for their own business.

However, at this moment when one should hide at home and watch the wind and rain quietly, a pedestrian wearing black clothes or a black vest suddenly appeared in the streets and alleys of the Whitechapel area.

I saw these pedestrians, with solemn expressions, in groups of three or four, walking slowly towards the same direction.

These organized men in black are the members of the Nighthawk Gang!

Changed the name of the Cinder Gang and expanded it significantly. Lu Qi didn't forget to change the gray clothes on the gang and replaced them with more stylish black clothes.

Black represents solemnity, evil, and mystery, and it is a perfect match with gangs at the bottom of society.

Under the deliberate neglect of the street patrolmen, the black-clothed members of the Nighthawks gathered slowly outside the train station in the Whitechapel district like a black torrent...

"Your Excellency Mars, we are almost here."

Hearing the deputy's whispered reminder, Lu Qi, who was standing in front of the main entrance of the train station and dressed in a black coat, turned around involuntarily.

The sharp eyes flashed over the 30 or so members of the Nighthawk Gang, and he raised his right hand and said loudly:

"Gentlemen, this day has finally arrived!"

After attracting everyone's attention, Lu Qi continued:

"I know why you joined the Nighthawk Gang, I also know why you are standing here, and I know exactly what you want!"

"Today is the day we drive the thugs out of our homes and take our lives back!"

"For London, for our homeland, we must win!"

As soon as the words fell, the original cinder gang who had seen Lu Qi's unparalleled force shouted in unison:

"Definitely win!!"

Immediately afterwards, due to various reasons, the rest of the gang members who had just been recruited agreed in unison:

"Definitely win!!!"

The three loud shouts not only reached the ears of the thugs in the train station, but even the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be infected by the aura of the Nighthawks, and the rumbling thunder suddenly sounded!

In the next second, lightning pierced the sky.

After a while, soybean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, from slow to fast, from sparse to dense, falling crazily, crackling.