Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

It was already dawn, and a few hours later, in the slums of the capital of the French Empire, Gretel of the Blood Wolf Gang hid in a bar with a few loyal men.

Gretel, who used to be arrogant in the past, is now in panic like a bereaved dog. The main reason is that something happened to a large-caliber steam shotgun he sold to the guests of the Continental Hotel.

The Continental Hotel is a subsidiary organization of the High Table Council, which specializes in serving assassins. All guests entering the hotel are protected by the Assassin Alliance, and the Continental Hotel only accepts contract gold coins.

Since contract gold coins represent a service promise of equivalent exchange, as a member of the underground forces, Grete decisively chooses satisfied.

If it's just a large-caliber steam shotgun, the High Table Council will 100% protect Gretel, but the problem lies with that shotgun.

According to the information from the High Table Council, both the Knights of the State Church of the French Empire and the Holy Cult of Light have detected a weak source of pollution on the shotgun left over from the scene yesterday, which means that the shotgun was tampered with before it was handed over.

In this way, with the strict terms comparable to the law of the High Table Council, Gretel will not only not receive asylum, but will also be arrested by the judges and cooperate with the local agencies in the interrogation and investigation.

Although Gretel knew that he was wronged, he could not guarantee that he would not be abandoned by the High Table Council and handed over to the Faran Empire as a scapegoat. He also knew the judge's style too well.

"Damn it, I have to escape, and I must not be caught!" Gretel said through gritted teeth, his eyes were full of unwillingness and fear, and the others also became anxious.

This bar can be regarded as a secret meeting place for Gretel. Gretel thinks that he is not worried about safety issues for the time being, but it will be hard to say after a long time.

At this time, Rina Nantian, who was wearing a tight leather jacket, came outside the bar, looked around, and then walked into the bar.

Since it was daytime, there were not many people in the bar, but there were still a group of street gangsters sitting in twos and threes playing poker in the corner. When Nantian Rina came in, everyone stopped their movements at almost the same time.

The tight-fitting leather jacket worn by Minami Rina vividly outlines her uneven and perfect figure, especially the size comparable to Western women and the peach-shaped buttocks behind her. When she steps lightly, it produces a dizzy slight shaking.

Generally speaking, Westerners don't know how to appreciate the graceful beauty of oriental women, but Nanada Rina is obviously not among them. This kind of figure is fatally attractive and lethal to men.

"Haha...little cat, why did you come here? Did you get lost?"

"It's really beautiful. Is it a new female technician? Come to my brother quickly, and I'll show you something good."

"It's so lucky. It's not bad today. Boss, is this a new waiter?"

After a while, he started booing and whistling, as if Rina Nanada had been identified as a lamb who broke into the flock.

The boss who was standing at the bar frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything, he threw the rag on the table, then walked out, and said coldly: "This is not the place you should come, ma'am .”

Rina Minami had no expression on her face, and said coldly: "I'm here to find someone, is Gretel here?"

The pupils in the bar owner's eyes shrank slightly, he waved his hands in a panic, and said, "There is no one you are looking for here, so leave quickly, you'd better listen to me, and don't make trouble for yourself."

"Idiot! Get out of the way! Don't get in the way!" A burly man with a bottle in his hand pushed the bar owner away, and said with a smile: "Beauty, let me buy you a drink."

After speaking, he went to pull Nanada Rina's wrist, but was blocked by Nanada Rina's right hand.

"Bruce, can't you, haha, replace me." Someone said mockingly.

The man named Bruce was very angry. He stared at the bloodshot eyes, pointed to the collar-like ornament on Rina Nanada's neck, and said, "Are you a slave raised by a nobleman? I have seen many women like you , I let you accompany me to give you face, otherwise, if you sell you, your master will not be able to find you."

The collar around Minami Rina's neck was very beautifully decorated, inlaid with precious stones and gold, but no matter what, people with a discerning eye could still recognize it as a collar for dogs and slaves at a glance.

In the aristocratic circle of the French Empire, high-quality captive slaves usually wear collars to declare their status, just like dog tags.The status of such slaves is often very high, and ordinary people have no chance to see them.

The words of the strong man Bruce aroused whispers from the surrounding people, and the eyes of many people instantly became hot, which inevitably made the bar owner secretly complain.

Seeing that Nan Tian Rina did not refute his identity, the strong Bruce thought that the other party was frightened by him, and proudly reached out to touch Nan Tian Rina's charming face. He thought that the other party would not dare to refuse.

However, reality gave him a loud slap in the face.

Click!A crisp bone cracking sound echoed throughout the bar, and all the gangsters watched this scene in surprise, almost gasping in disbelief at the same time.

Bruce's entire arm was broken abruptly, the elbow was completely broken, the white bones pierced the skin, and a large amount of blood was continuously sprayed out, which looked very bloody and terrifying.

As for Rina Nantian, from the beginning to the end, there was no change in expression on her face, and her indifferent attitude made everyone secretly chill.

"Ah, bitch, I'm going to kill you, damn it! Somebody help me. Grab her! Hurry up and grab her, what are you all doing?" The strong Bruce knelt on the ground, With one hand covering his arm, the clothes on his body were soaked in blood, and he kept crying out in pain.

Who would have imagined that a seemingly harmless woman would break the arm of a strong man over 1.8 meters tall so neatly, it was no different from a demon.

Although the people who can be gangsters on the street have a rough appearance, they are very clever, knowing what to mess with and who not to mess with. Unintelligent gangsters usually die early.

Now Nantian Rina has obviously been classified as not to be provoked, even if it is a slave who is suspected of being raised by nobles, it is not something that street gangsters can covet.