Chapter 1651 - 849: The Great Purge (Part 3)

"Ah, oh my, scared me to death!"

Deltor sneered while puffing on a cigar, "I don't mind, if Sixth Master wants to have a shootout with our family, we can start with us two. Do you really think you're that brat Ling Shuo?"

Ling Zan's face turned ashen, his hand was already on the knife handle, and instantly people around rushed to mediate.

"No need, no need."

"Hey, Deltor, what are you doing?"

"I'm telling you, Ah Zan, why bother with him? He's just like that..."

After watching the show, some people uttered a few cheap words. The ones here were representatives from various syndicates, and if you say they are good-hearted, it's not true. They were merely using Deltor to suppress Ling Zan's arrogance, to help unite against external threats.

Everyone gathered here today to resolve the chaos stirred up by Ling Shuo, right?

Not only were influential figures from the Seven Cities discreetly present, but even other Desert Market branches affected in business sent people.

"Speaking of which, just a brat, why so cautious?" A middle-aged man with a mouth full of stained teeth waved casually, "Just take him out, it saves time."

"Mr. Li got it right!" People across the table applauded, "Since you're so sure, why don't you take the lead? Everyone here will appreciate it, don't just talk without action!"

"You son of a—" Mr. Li's face darkened, "I just suggested it, why? Your gang was kneeling to see that Ji guy just the day before yesterday, are you having trouble being a dog, so you come back selling misery to the brothers?"

"I don't mind!"

Compared to Mr. Li breaking down, the gang's representative grinned, "Business is business, right? If Mr. Ji is willing to give me a chance to survive, I'll kneel and serve as a dog, that's no problem.

If it weren't for that Ling kid crossing the line, things wouldn't have escalated to this extent, right?"

Speaking, he glanced at Ling Zan, making Ling Zan's face look worse, almost furious.

There's no choice, Ling Shuo's demanding manner is really brazen.

"What the gang leader said is just wrong."

Deltor suddenly spoke, causing everyone's voices to pause instantly, losing the frivolous look, his expression suddenly became severe, "Ling and Ji, aren't they one and the same? Can the Ling dog really eat so much behind Ji's back?

Just pushing a pawn to do dirty work, what's special about it? It's not Ling not giving you a way out, but Mr. Ji not giving everyone a way out!

Isn't this why everyone gathered here today?

Why... use your Federation phrases, to cover one's ears and steal a bell?"

For a moment, the conference room fell into silence, everyone timely showed distressed and helpless expressions, how much of it was genuine was difficult to discern.

Mr. Ji's iron fist hurt too much.

Here, who hasn't suffered a strong setback?

No way, this master's style is overly tyrannical, leaving no room for others.

It's said the strong dragon won't suppress the local snake, but doesn't he care at all, fighting for even scraps?

Even if you insist, that's fine, but at least leave some for everyone to eat?

Now you let Ling Shuo this mad dog loose, pushing everyone to a dead end.

Even if nothing happens now, who knows if you'll slowly cook us like frogs in warm water?

"According to Mr. Deltor's intention, is he going to stand up for everyone?" Mr. Li smiled sarcastically, almost mocking, but Deltor remained unchanged, nodding resolutely, "Of course!"

The conference room immediately stirred, whispers were endless, everyone looking at the two who chimed in, vaguely understanding something.

"At this point, Ji Jue's reversed action has already brought wrath and resentment to the Seven Cities."

Deltor raised his head and said, "The family business is hurt, and as an agent, I'm embarrassed. Now that Ji is leaving no way out, of course, there's no need for courtesy!

If it continues like this, the damage to the Seven Cities is minor, but many will starve because of Ji, not just the family, but Iron Hook District and Shiye Islands won't sit idly by.

The two people I brought today are representatives sent by both sides, specifically to solve problems for everyone..."

Speaking, the two people who hadn't spoken from the start slowly stood up, nodding to the other attendees.

The room was initially silent, then applause roared, lively cheers continuously.

With the Corombo family managing Desert Market at Hidden Mist Reef, and Desert Market in Shiye Islands and Iron Hook District sending special representatives, all attendees instantly brightened.

Everyone was worried about dealing with Ling Shuo, the mad dog, but now, with three Desert Markets leading, everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

It's better when things get chaotic...

Chaos is good, Desert Market fears no mess, only afraid of no mess!

"As long as everyone stands united, is there anything the Seven Cities can't handle? We have to show Ji Jue the backbone of Desert Market!"

Deltor slapped the table, boldly announcing, "Everyone, take action, let's first deal with that Ling kid, to let Ji know that it's us who decide if the Seven Cities get chaotic!"

"Good!"

"You're right!"

"Rolled out from the knife and gun, tough!"

"Didn't lose face!"

For a moment, the sound of agreement and praise was endless, smiles lost previously returned to everyone's faces, everyone's eyes once again saw the future.

Regrettably, amidst all the bustling celebration, there came a noise, so piercing.

"Pfft..."

Outside the door, a light laugh was heard.

Without warning.

The entire conference room suddenly paused.

The door fell back with a clang, raising a cloud of dust, and in this brief dead silence, the sudden youth lowered his head, waving and apologizing:

"Sorry, couldn't hold back."

A young man they hadn't seen, seemingly not yet adult.

The slightly slender youth had a delicate appearance, gender indistinct.

He seemed shy, speaking in front of so many people made him blush uncontrollably.

As if a child accidentally running out to play, always causing helplessness, as adults everyone wouldn't mind.

Yet ironically...

Behind him in the corridor, a mountain of corpses, a sea of blood!