Chapter 89 Wisdom and Strength Complement Each Other
Looking for the golden rose, the mad dog Steel Jaw hugs the coolly dressed lady.
"How's the investigation going?"
Although he was having fun, this did not stop Mad Dog Steeljaw from asking his men, "What's the information about Albert's House? And whose territory is that area?"
"Yes, it's all figured out."
The men lowered their heads. The last guy who was enjoying himself watching Mad Dog Steel Jaw during the report had been sent to be penetrated from front to back by those ogres.
Mad Dog Steeljaw likes to listen to his subordinates' reports when they are enjoying themselves, but he doesn't like his subordinates to watch him enjoying himself. It is a twisted hobby.
"Albert House is located on the border of the civilian area and has almost no revenue. It relies entirely on donations to maintain its existence. But in the past few days, Albert House has acquired a lot of things and has also invited the Justin Dwarf Engineering Corps to rebuild it. After roughly calculating the amount of money required, it is a price that the original Albert House cannot afford."
"The street where Albert House is located is Gulard's territory. [Shrewd Gulard] used to be with Kaim, but after Kaim died, he stepped out to be the boss."
"So, the recent actions of Albert House have brought in enough money." Mad Dog Steel Jaw's voice was still unclear, but with a certain urgency. "Find a team tomorrow and have them capture the boss of Albert House and throw him to the Ogres for a few days."
"The ogre will naturally tell you the recipe after playing with it for a few days."
As for asking for the formula and then handing it over to the masked thief, Mad Dog Steel Jaw naturally would not have such an idea. Since the other party was willing to pay five thousand gold griffins to buy the formula, it showed that the formula was worth several times more.
Of course it's better to keep the money for yourself. Isn't it stupid to give it to others?
Thinking that he could get a large sum of money for free, Mad Dog Steel Jaw felt a surge of heat, a feeling of greed.
After finishing the report, the subordinate left tactfully.
Mad Dog Steel Jaw walked to the door with the two prostitutes in his arms, put his hand on the door handle and was about to turn it open, but suddenly pulled his hand back.
Because he felt it. The experience and feeling of fighting his way up from the gang's depths made him aware of the presence of someone behind the door.
A thief or an assassin?
These things are not important. As the boss of the Brinton district and the surrounding areas, Mad Dog Steeljaw has been watched by many people and has encountered assassinations many times.
But without exception, these assassins will become extremely ugly corpses. And he, the mad dog Steeljaw, will still be the uncrowned king of the Brinton Street District.
He held the greatsword behind his back, which would never leave his arm's length away even when he sat down or went to bed. Ever since Mad Dog Steeljaw's jaw was broken due to betrayal, he no longer believed in anything else.
Subordinates, organization, women?
These are fucking useful!
Only your own strength and the weapons in your hands can ensure that your good subordinates will never betray you.
"Hehehe, although I don't know who you are, but..."
"Just fucking die!"
The heavy sword smashed through the door and the person behind it, and the terrifying force left deep cracks on the floor. Even the strong vibration could be felt downstairs.
But apart from the fragments of the wooden door, there was no trace of any body parts; he had missed.
"Don't disturb others at night."
A strange voice sounded from behind him, and he turned around to see a clergyman dressed in the uniform of the Church of Glory standing on his desk.
The table that was used to demonstrate his authority was trampled underfoot.
"Fuck, where did this pastor come from? Die!"
The heavy sword swung again, and it was more of a "smash" driven purely by the weight of the heavy sword and the strength of the arm than a "slash". But under the swing of the mad dog's steel jaw, the thick and swollen arm with the heart light body attached to it had a huge destructive power even without any rules.
Strength x speed has always been the simplest output formula.
"boom!!!"
The table was smashed into pieces of wood, but only the table was hit. Mo Cheng was like a shadow, which could be seen but not touched.
"Be quiet, you dog. I'm still trying to figure out what to do with you."
Because of various reasons, Mo Cheng does not intend to reveal that the death of Mad Dog Steel Jaw has something to do with him, so the power that has been exposed, the holy light, and even the fire element that might be noticed by others cannot be used.
In this way, he will need to use some methods that he has never used before.
"Bullshit!" Being ignored as an insult, Mad Dog Steel Jaw was furious. He wanted to tear the guy in front of him into hundreds of pieces and then chop him into meat paste.
"ah!"
But the exploding wood chips just now hurt the two prostitutes who were supposed to spend the night with him. Two bloody marks were left on their arms, and they couldn't help but scream.
However, if he screamed at this time, he would never receive kindness from the mad dog Steel Jaw. It would only make him, who was already furious, think that these two things were looking down on him .
"How dare you two bitches laugh at me!"
He grabbed one with one hand and threw it towards Mo Cheng, using his body as a weapon to block Mo Cheng's escape route. Then he held the sword in both hands and chopped it down fiercely, intending to cut Mo Cheng in half.
"Hahahaha, priest, there are two lost lambs here, will you save them?"
Although the mad dog Steeljaw was furious, he did not lose his basic rationality. The reputation of the priest of the Church of Light was obvious to all, and he was betting that the priest in front of him would not abandon the innocent.
"So what if I save him? So what if I don't save him?"
It was not known whether the route was blocked or he really wanted to save people, but Mo Cheng did not dodge at all as Mad Dog Steel Jaw expected, and fell into his trap just as Mad Dog had imagined.
"Then you deserve to die!"
The two prostitutes who were thrown over twisted their bodies in mid-air, tightly wrapping around Mo Cheng's thighs, and at the same time, they pulled out short swords from somewhere and stabbed them directly into his waist and kidneys.
From the very beginning, these two were Mad Dog Steel Jaw's loyal subordinates, and the acting just now was just to allow these two people to get close to Mo Cheng.
At this time, Mad Dog Steel Jaw 's heavy sword slashed down with severe wind pressure. This blow would not only cut Mo Cheng in half, but also directly penetrate the entire third floor floor.
but……
"Well, now that I've thought of it, I'll let you die in this way."
As the words fell, Mo Cheng, whose thigh was clamped, disappeared again, and then he appeared behind Mad Dog Steel Jaw with a dagger in his hand.
"Although I have a heart-light body, it is just an exercise of brute force."
"Without change, without the promotion of theory and wisdom, what is the difference between you and shit in my eyes?"
"bite!"
Along with the sound of the dagger falling to the floor, Mad Dog Steel Jaw, the two prostitutes and their weapons were suddenly split into dozens of pieces. If someone weighed the fragments, they would find that the size of each piece was different, but the weight was absolutely the same.
