The Dragon King is released from prison

It was dark, and there was light rain falling from the sky.

On the street where Qi Tian parked his car, whether it was the unpleasant weather or the solemn atmosphere on the street, the pedestrians who were originally wandering on the street could no longer be seen.

On both sides of the road, members of the Ferrander family wearing black windbreakers and big-brimmed hats walked slowly in the rain. The leader had a cigar in his mouth, and the blue smoke from his mouth mixed with the rain falling from the sky. At the same time, his big-brimmed hat protected the cigar in his mouth from getting wet from the rain.

These people did not hold any sharp knives in their hands. Everyone put their hands in the inner pockets of their coats. This is not a hot summer, this is Europe, and here, you can use thermal weapons.

This is also the most important reason why the Ferrander family does not take Qitian seriously.

Just like what Prisoner Niu said, no matter how powerful you are, you are still a human being and will die if a bullet goes through your head.

Even the attacks of heaven-level masters cannot cause damage to Qi Tian.

But an ordinary person holding a gun is also threatening to Qi Tian.

People from both ends of the street walked toward the middle point, and finally gathered in front of the vehicle with the "11" license plate.

The cigar-smoking commander looked at the empty vehicles and turned around.

At the same time, everyone turned around and looked behind them. Behind them was a tavern. It was raining harder and harder outside, but the tavern was still lively.

The bar door was suddenly pushed open.

The originally noisy bar suddenly became silent, because everyone saw the people coming in from the door of the bar. They were wearing black windbreakers and big-brimmed hats. On the back of their right hands, they all had tattoos of the same color.

Everyone knows that this is a member of the Ferrander family, a person raised by the Ferrander family who specializes in solving troubles.

"This person." The leader took out a photo, "Has anyone seen it?"

Everyone in the tavern looked at the photo.

The leader glanced at the people in the tavern. All the people who were glanced by the leader shook their heads vigorously, saying that they had not seen it.

"I've seen it!" A woman said at this time.

The leader's eyes immediately locked on the woman.

The woman rubbed her fingers greedily.

The leader took out a gold coin directly from his coat pocket and flicked it with his finger. The gold coin drew a beautiful parabola in the air and landed on the table in front of the woman. It spun for a while before slowly stopping.

The woman picked up the gold coin and put it in her mouth, bit it, weighed it again, and then pointed at the bartender: "The man in the photo just talked a lot to the bartender and gave the bartender some money."

The leader looked at the bartender and said, "Mr. bartender, I think you will make the right choice."

The bartender sighed, took out the money he had just received and put it on the bar: "He asked me for directions to Block [-], or the ruined church."

"Honest Mr. Bartender, keep the money, you deserve it." The leader glanced at the bartender, then took out a gold coin again and flicked it. The gold coin landed accurately on the spot the bartender took out. Put money on it.

It can be seen from this that the leader is a master, and he has absolutely accurate control of his hands and strength.

The leader opened the door of the tavern again. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and they walked into the rainy night.

Soon, the tavern became lively again, but the topic everyone was talking about had changed. It became what the Ferrander family was going to do.

As for the bartender, there were a lot of people gathered. They had no intention of taking advantage of the bartender's money. After all, those who could hang out here had some background. If everyone wanted to play tricks on others, they wouldn't survive long. Everyone gathered. Here, I just want to get more information from the bartender. After all, the bar now knows the most.

"Who is that oriental man from?"

"I don't know." The bartender shook his head and made cocktails for everyone, "But I have to say, that is a very powerful man. I think there will be a lot of good things happening in the future."

"The Ferrander family has sent out so many people, is there anything else going on?" someone asked.

The bartender smiled: "If we weren't dealing with powerful people, the Ferrander family wouldn't send out so many people."

In fact, sometimes the answer to things is very simple. It's just that many people don't want to think more about that step. This step sometimes represents success and failure, and represents two completely different outlooks on life and the world.

At night, the gunmen of the Ferrander family headed to Block [-].

And Qitian has already reached the twelfth block.

The rain will not cause much trouble to Qi Tian. At least with his physical condition, he will not catch a fever or catch a cold due to being exposed to the rain. It will just make his body wet and uncomfortable.

But Qi Tian now wants to get some rain, which will make his mind clearer. Too many things have happened recently. Although he had a good sleep on the plane when he came, Qi Tian still felt tired.

However, Qi Tian did not want to stay tonight. He wanted to resolve some matters as soon as possible because he knew that he could not stay in Europe for too long. The news of his reappearance must have been known to some people.

Qi Tian stood at the intersection of Block [-].

In places like Europe, the gap between rich and poor is even more obvious, and it is obvious.

Just like the [-]th block where Qitian is at the moment, the whole block has a feeling of poverty. Even if it rains heavily, there are still many people sitting under the eaves of the roadside. It is not that they want to feel the coolness of this rainy day. , just because they have nowhere to go. In an era where technology is so advanced, the shoes on some people's feet don't even look the same, nor are they the same size. They are obviously picked up and worn.

Everything is available in this place.

Qi Tianzhu noticed that the vendors in the alley were trading packages of candies, and some people were obviously high, sitting in the corner with expressions of enjoyment.

Someone was also rummaging through the trash cans, putting useful things into the rag bags behind him.

There are also women with heavy makeup still standing on the roadside at this time, posing, and there is a sign next to them with the price written on it. It is very cheap. They don’t even have a business location. As long as there is no one around, they can complete a transaction. trade.

There were also people who looked closely at Qi Tian, ​​wanting to see if they could get any benefits from this outsider.

These people, as the bartender said, are about to starve to death. If they really want to risk their lives, they will not find people who are as poor as them, because risking their lives once will only be enough for one full meal.