"Rogue? Robber?!"
Kurt couldn't help but have such a ridiculous idea in his mind.
Black City Horst The security in wealthy areas is indeed very good, but this does not mean that there is no crime at all. Occasionally, there will be cases of theft, robbery, kidnapping or murder.
Some people at the bottom who are desperate, or those who are greedy for profit, will naturally set their sights on the wealthy areas for the sake of money.
Moreover, residents in wealthy areas do not live in harmony with each other. There will naturally be contradictions and conflicts, so criminal cases are inevitable.
"Get away! You blind bastard!"
Kurt cursed outside the house.
"I'm telling you! You've found the wrong person! I don't have time to talk to you now, but if you want to die, there are several guns here that can beat your dog's brains to pieces! Get out!!"
As a direct descendant of the Louis Family, but being targeted by bandits as a weakling, he felt inexplicably annoyed.
Kurt After a burst of angry curses, there was suddenly no sound outside the door.
Several people in the room looked at each other and sneered.
"Oh, I guess this guy knows his stuff." A strong man said calmly.
If they really have to face each other, the four "elite thugs" selected from Oak Gang will definitely be able to subdue him easily. Not to mention that each of them is equipped with a Borchardt Pistol on his waist. With one round of concentrated fire, he can be beaten into a sieve!
Master Kurt's words are not just words.
But the next second.
Bang!!
A loud bang!
The hard solid wood door shattered into a large hole, and half of the broken door clanged against the wall. The metal lock bolt and door chain were as fragile as plastic toys. They bent and broke in an instant, and bounced to Kurt's feet with a clang, which shocked him.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, a figure appeared at the door.
The man was wearing a black blouse worn by lower-class people, plus plaid trousers. On his head was a square brown paper bag commonly seen in bakeries, with two holes dug in the middle, revealing a pair of dark blue eyes full of malice.
"Today is a good day for robbery."
A hoarse voice came from under the paper bag worn by the strange man.
As he spoke, he raised a shiny short-barreled revolver and pointed it at Kurt.
"With your oily hair and powdery face, and your suit and leather shoes, you look like a rich man. Hand over all the valuables in your family and on your body."
"Damn..." Kurt's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the strange man.
He didn't know what method the other party used, but he suddenly broke into the house with a gun in his hand. He looked like a seasoned and recidivist criminal.
"Don't shoot!" Kurt slowly raised his hands. "Just asking for money, I can give it to you."
After all, he is also a direct descendant of an upper-class family, and his psychological quality is quite good, and he can maintain a certain level of calm even when someone points a gun at him.
With his mind spinning, he decided to stabilize the opponent first. The four elite men in the room would definitely find an opportunity to kill him!
Kurt deliberately slowed down his movements to avoid stressing the other party. He slowly took off his gold watch, took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, and then handed Miss Aurora's pocket watch to a strong man beside him.
"Go and give it to that gentleman." Kurt said calmly.
"Yes." The strong man responded.
The two exchanged glances for a moment, and the strong man nodded slightly without any trace.
Immediately, the strong man walked towards the strange man at the door with something in his hand.
As he was walking, he suddenly swooped over halfway and yelled:
"Shoot! Kill him!"
Kurt turned over and hid behind the sofa at the next moment, while the other three strong men took out Borchardt Pistol, pointed at the robber and pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang bang!!
Deafening gunshots rang out in the room.
The strong man who pounced on the man with the headband had a ferocious look on his face. He blocked the opponent's gun with his body to ensure the safety of Master Kurt... He also believed that even if he died, Master Kurt could treat his family well.
Poof!!
A hand knife like a steel thorn was inserted directly into his throat, making his expression stiff. He lost all his strength in the severe pain and suffocation. With his wide eyes, he could only see a pair of extremely cold blue eyes in the two holes of the other party's paper bag.
Immediately, he felt like a strong hand was grabbing his neck, and then he was dragged towards him like a chicken.
Along with the gunshot, there was a sharp pain in my back.
"I was subdued and used as a human shield as soon as I met him?!"
This was the last thought of the strong man before he died.
Gilan carried the strong man's body and pressed it sideways against the wall. All the bullets hit the body, making a muffled sound and blood splattering everywhere.
When the first wave of shooting ended, he suddenly threw the body out.
Immediately, he raised his right hand holding the gun, and touched the hammer of the short-barreled revolver with his left hand - his index finger, middle finger and Ring Finger moved the hammer one after another, just like brushing the strings of a piano.
Bang!!
Three bullets were fired almost at the same time, but only one gunshot was heard!
Without exception, a bloody hole appeared on the foreheads of the three strong men with guns!
Plop!!
Four corpses fell to the ground, and the room fell into dead silence.
"Oh my God! This?!" Kurt hid behind the sofa and looked over to see the scene in front of him. He felt cold all over. His face was pale and he was trembling with fear unconsciously. "This is impossible..."
Snap, snap.
The man in the paper hood came over with blood on his face and dragged Kurt out from behind the sofa.
"Ah! Ahhh!" Kurt was pulled by the collar, and he was in a state of panic. He screamed on the ground like a frightened puppy. "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm sorry! I was wrong! I can give you all the money!!"
Gilan squatted down and gently tapped Kurt's face with a short-barreled revolver.
"Don't kill me! Please!" The latter's eyes widened, he was shaking more and more, and his head was covered in cold sweat.
As he said this, Kurt seemed to have remembered something, and he quickly pointed to Miss Aurora who was curled up on the sofa, and shouted hurriedly:
"Sir! Her family is very rich! Her father is Fuz Laurie! He has opened three factories and two shops. You can get a lot of money from her!"
"Oh?" Gilan's hoarse voice sounded from under the paper bag.
He tilted his head slightly and noticed that Miss Sparrow was also looking at him, but the shock and nervousness on the other person's face did not seem to be fake... It was as if his performance just now really scared this lady.
"Woman, tell me, who is this guy?"
Gilan asked in a hoarse and deep voice.
Miss Sparrow was startled for a moment, then pursed his lips and said timidly:
"Sir, he is..."
"Aurora! How dare you bitch?!"
Kurt felt a chill in his heart and yelled unconsciously.
However, the next second, a big hand slapped him in the face like a steel plate.
Snap!!
Kurt tilted his head and felt a sharp pain on the left side of his face.
He is deaf in his left ear and has stars in his eyes.
"Shut up! If you say one more word, I will crush your crotch!"
Gilan said indifferently.
Kurt was so scared that he was shocked and angry. He endured the humiliation and pain, and secretly swore that when he returned alive, he would make the guy in front of him pay the price!
"Keep talking." Gilan said to Miss Sparrow.
"He is the third son of the Louis Family, named 'Kurt·Louis'. His father, 'Layton·Louis', was a senior executive of the Capital Chamber of Commerce. He holds the imperial title of Baron and has friendships with many big figures in Black City..."
Miss Sparrow looked at Mr. Snowy Owl pretending to be a robber with mixed emotions, and slowly explained.
"It turns out he is the son of Baron, a noble and important person." Gilan said calmly.
"Yes, my father not only knows the members of the local council, but also has a good relationship with the 'one-star police superintendent' of the city police department, Director Taigas... I can give you money, but please don't kill me. This will not do you any good, sir."
Kurt calmed down a little, half requesting, half threatening.
Snap!!
Gilan slapped him again with a backhand, hitting the other side of his face hard.
Kurt was beaten until his vision went black, his tender cheeks on the left and right were torn apart, and blood spurted from the corners of his mouth.
"Did I let you talk?" Gilan said fiercely. "It seems you don't want your crotch anymore."
Kurt's face is in pain and his brain is confused.
He couldn't understand that the man in front of him dared to treat him like this after learning his identity. But he was also afraid that the other party would really take action, so he quickly begged:
"No! Sir! Please don't!!"
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