Gabriel's life is not much better than Togel's these days. He has made a lot of money over the years, but even if there is a golden mountain that can only be accessed every day, how long can it withstand disasters?
Especially Torel, this guy is really ruthless and desperate. He mobilizes his men to cause trouble for him in waves, and almost kills his men and business. Even if he is waving banknotes all over the world looking for employment.
Soldiers, but the gap is still rattling.
What's more, the loyalty of mercenaries is very questionable. They are all masters who have breasts and mothers, and they will listen to whoever pays them more. Who knows when they will change hands and they may be sold to him.
Old Pierre, who was on crutches, almost cried and begged: "Boss, we can't go on like this, the brothers can hardly hold it anymore!"
This was already the third wave of subordinates who came to complain to him. Looking at the bitter-faced old Pierre, Gabriel was upset for no reason.
He knew very well what Old Pierre wanted to do with him, which was to ask him to make peace with Torel and to admit defeat, because these guys have suffered heavy losses these days!
All the shops were closed, or they had been destroyed by Tozhel's people. Even if they managed to open their doors, without Tozhel's protection for business, they would not be able to compete with the eager peers of Constanta.
In short, this group of people suffered heavy losses. What's worse is that they have to be hunted by Togel and have to spend money to save their lives. For this group of money-hungry vampires, this life is worse than hell.
They can't wait to go back to the past. How beautiful and comfortable the days were! It doesn't matter even if they want to see Torel's face. Isn't it delicious to drink spicy food?
But Gabriel didn't want to bow his head. He knew that Torel had been holding back and wanted to kill him, and this sudden explosion clarified his attitude. If he surrenders, can he let him go? Can he go back to the past?
Innocent!
Gabriel is not naive at all, he is very shrewd and very calculating. No matter how he calculates this account, he cannot write it off. Even if Togel can let him go generously, he cannot tolerate his own interests being eroded away.
Big chunks.
Yes, Gabriel knew very well that if he was asked to make peace at this time, he would definitely have to pay a huge price. And these high prices would definitely not be paid by the vampires under him, and he, the boss, would definitely have to foot the bill.
But why should he be the big boss? Why should he lose huge profits for these bastards? There is no such reason, right? Who has ever heard of the boss earning less than his subordinates?
Anyway, Gabriel couldn't bear it. So he kept holding it in and endured it to death, maybe Togel would endure it to death?
"Keep on holding on. That butcher will soon be unable to hold on. How many days can he survive without money? Besides, we have British friends to help. The situation will soon turn around. The pig-killers will soon be killed by us as pigs.
, everything will be back by then!”
When he said this, Gabriel's heart was full of bitterness. Because his British friends were so cheating. Apart from finding him a small home in the consulate, they did not provide any extra help.
What's even more heartwarming is that the kind-hearted Mr. James Warnes urged him to cooperate early. The question is, what kind of cooperation is that? Is it better to let him sell himself to the British to work for free?
Gabriel is not that stupid. He would never agree to such harsh conditions. This also directly led to his difficult life at the British Consulate. He was being looked down upon by others!
Anyway, I’ll be in tears if I talk too much!
After sending away Old Pierre, Gabriel sighed and returned to his temporary residence in the British Consulate - a dark cabin in the stairwell on the first floor. It was airless and damp, and the musty smell made him sick to his stomach.
How many years has it been? I'm afraid he had never slept in a doghouse like this before he joined the Hammer Gang when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, right? Anyway, he was full of resentment towards the treatment given to the British. If Torel hadn't been hunting him down all over the world,
He, he wouldn't stoop down to stay in such a hellish place!
Gabriel drew a cross on his chest devoutly, clasped his hands and prayed: "God bless, let that pig-butcher be finished soon!"
I don’t know if God heard his wish, but soon the door of the stairwell was knocked again, and outside the British Consulate cleaner shouted impatiently: "Gabriel, someone is looking for me, hurry up!"
Gabriel could only ask with a smile on his face: "Excuse me, who is looking for me?"
The low-level British servant gave him a cold face: "How do I know? Just forget it if you don't see me!"
"I'll see you! I'll see you! Please lead the way!"
Gabriel's heart was filled with tears. Since when would a servant hired by an Englishman be able to yell at him? Damn it, this is really not a human life!
This grievance reached its peak when Gabriel saw a visitor, because the visitor was none other than old Pierre who had just left!
In an instant, the damn fat man became furious: "What the hell are you doing! Why are you back again! Why can't you just say it all in one go!"
Old Pierre quickly explained with a smile: "Boss! I just got the good news. Evans is here to talk to you! I am anxious to inform you!"
Is this good news?
For Gabriel, it's just so-so, right? He had previously had the idea to win over Evans and get him to side with him, so as to win more support from the gang. But the guy disappeared out of thin air and couldn't be found anywhere.
【Why did it suddenly appear at this time? 】
Although Gabriel is strange, he is willing to do anything to hurt Torgere and boost his own morale.
"He wants to talk to me? OK! You can sue him that I'm in the British Consulate, and just ask him to come to me!"
Old Pierre replied in embarrassment: "Boss, I'm afraid not. Evans' people have said that the meeting place will be at the Black Crow Tavern, which will be at nine o'clock tonight. If you want to end the current deadlock, just go. If you are afraid, then
You don’t have to go. Anyway, he can cooperate with the butcher!”
Gabriel was a little hesitant. He really didn't dare to walk out of the consulate. After all, Torel was a madman and could do anything. But what the other party meant was that his first choice was to cooperate with him, that is, to deal with Torel together.
He was unwilling to miss the opportunity no matter what.
After pondering over and over again, he decided to go, but not alone. Not only did he have to bring old Pierre and many of his confidants and many mercenaries with him, but most importantly, he had to bring the British with him. That would be safe!
Immediately, he went to inform the British: "Mr. James Warnes, good news, Evans has decided to cooperate with us and made an appointment for us to negotiate at the Black Crow Tavern tonight. Do you think it's us?"