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Chapter 39 - Chapter 38: A Night of Madness (Part 1)

Ye Lan's deductions were indeed sound. He was currently a relatively high-priority target for Roland, and the L'heure de Loup group was indeed the largest target.

But all this was predicated on no one actively seeking trouble with the man who believed his wife was dead.

As for whether such people existed, of course they did. Which meant that our Mr. Ye Lan was likely going to have a wasted trip tonight.

In a bar called Indulgence, a tattooed man, whose fashion sense Ye Lan considered utterly tasteless, sat at the bar drinking. He had been nursing his absinthe for so long that the ice in the glass had already melted into water.

"'A personal grudge' cannot go unanswered... The Thumb will repay in full. That man is not one of ours. The matter of him injuring our brothers and sisters cannot be taken lightly."

"What's his name? Ah Di, do you remember his name?"

This man, wrapped in chains, was an Underboss of the Southern Thumb. This bar was one of his properties in the Backstreets.

The underling who had been beaten by Roland was still wrapped in bandages. His left arm had been mercilessly broken in three places during the conflict at the hospital.

And his enhancement tattoos, in the face of Roland, had only served to intensify his pain.

"Boss... that man said his name was Roland. The family had someone investigate him before. He's still living in District 9."

The Underboss downed the absinthe in his glass, which had been diluted by the melted ice until it barely tasted of alcohol. He said to the injured underling, "Have everyone who isn't injured come with me. For the family, we must get our revenge."

"Yes, boss!"

The underling immediately left the bar. The street where the Indulgence bar was located was almost entirely their territory. The Thumb's family members were scattered among these properties, and he needed to notify them one by one.

The Underboss, meanwhile, contacted his own Capo and told him everything about Roland. Although he spoke of getting revenge, he felt a slight sense of crisis about this matter. This man and his pregnant wife seemed tougher than they appeared.

"Roland, Roland... no, I don't have any impression of him either." The Capo on the other end of the line thought for a long time, and even flipped through his own revenge ledger, but ultimately couldn't find anything related to this man.

"I don't have any impression of this man either, but since he survived that incident and is still living in District 9, you all had better be careful."

The Capo paused, then added a word of caution. "Whether it's luck or skill, this guy will be tough to deal with in one way or another."

"Yes, I understand."

The Underboss hung up. His underlings from this street had already gathered before him. At this moment, in his eyes, no one could resist their revenge.

Unfortunately, Roland was definitely not within his imagination.

...

...

At 19:33 that evening, the Thumb Underboss, Loken, knocked on Roland's door.

Roland, having just woken from yesterday's binge drinking, had just changed his clothes. The hangover made his head feel like it was about to split open. But at least in this pain, he could slightly lessen the regret of not being by Angelica's side.

At this moment, Roland's heart was filled with resentment. If it weren't for Ye Lan's commission that had taken him away from Angelica, how could he have let his beloved wife die at the hands of the Pianist?

"So, Ye Lan must pay the price... The child with him? Make him feel the same pain as me? No, I haven't fallen so low as to attack a child. The child doesn't need to atone for Ye Lan's sins. After all, a debt is a debt."

Knock knock knock!

Just as Roland was trying to rein in his stray thoughts, someone knocked on his door.

"Hiss... who could be looking for me at this time? Damn it, it couldn't be Olivier, could it..."

Roland clutched his head and walked downstairs unsteadily. "Just a moment, I'm coming to open the door." After nearly tripping on the stairs, the man finally pushed open the door to his house.

"Who are you look—"

Before he could finish his question, a fist wrapped in golden chains, as large as Roland's own head, came flying at him. Roland certainly hadn't expected to be attacked at his own doorstep. His alcohol-addled nerves prevented him from dodging in time, and he was sent flying from his entryway into the living room sofa.

"Ah... damn it."

Roland wiped his face, smearing a handful of blood on the overturned sofa. Then, he grabbed Angelica's gloves.

Was it his luck or Loken's misfortune? Roland had landed right next to his coffee table. Last night, after finishing the last of the alcohol in the house on the sofa, he had casually tossed the gloves there.

The next second, as the Underboss stepped into the house, a fine hunting rifle from Logic Atelier fired a shot at Loken, who was still between the entryway and the corridor.

A bullet trailing tangible black smoke instantly crossed the space between them, grazing past Loken's ear and hitting an underling right behind him. The underling behind Loken fell to the ground, killed on the spot by this weapon custom-made for the Black Silence.

"Tch, did I miss?"

Unfortunately, even killing a Thumb underling with one shot meant nothing to Roland. The hunting rifle vanished in his hand, and then a mace and battle-axe from the Zelkova Workshop clashed with the chains on Loken's fists.

"Damn it, who the hell are you?"

The moment they clashed, the unexpectedly huge difference in strength made a cold sweat break out on Loken's forehead. His premonition of crisis had not been wrong. The man named Roland before him was definitely an enemy he couldn't defeat, even if his condition was visibly poor.

"The Thumb... you've come for revenge?"

Roland's left-hand mace pinned Loken's fist, while the battle-axe in his other hand left a vivid wound on his abdomen.

"Quick, help the boss!" The underlings behind the Underboss had only just reacted to the clash.

After all, the entire exchange between Roland and Loken had only taken a few seconds. For these underlings who hadn't been with the Thumb for long and had limited strength, it was far beyond their league.

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