Who was the Head Leader of the Wet Bandits?
Joel Powel!
People called him Big Brother Powell!
His cultivation level was at level 6 Diamond rank, and he was considered a top expert within a radius of a thousand kilotres.
In the struggle for Eden City, he was able to beat out all the other competitors and beco the overlord of this area. Thus, he established the Wet Guild.
In fact, those weren’t the most important points.
The most important thing was that there was soone above Powell!
When the Emporium Academy was destroyed, Powel was able to quickly rise. In the radius of 100,000 kilotres, how could a re Diamond ranker establish his might? This was obviously impossible. The true reason was that Powel had so unknown governnt official from the capital as his backer!
Rumours have it that he was so nephew of a high-ranking official!
The Great Capital Dynasty was established on martial might.
No matter if they were civil officials or military officials, every one of them was a ranking experts.
The cultivation level of this unknown high-ranking official uncle behind Powel was not low, and so say that he was already a super expert at the King rank. This was what those surrounding small forces feared the most!
Eden City, Pub360.
A stocky and imposing build, eight faint scars on his face and a naturally fierce gaze. When his eyes widened to glare at you, not to ntion children, even adults would feel a terror rise in their hearts.
There were eight scars on his face caused by cuts from a blade.
This was also how his na ca about.
At this mont, Powel had a perverted smile on his face. His left hand was hugging a woman with bountiful breasts, and his right hand was hugging another sexy woman with extrely enchanting looks. His expression looked like he was on cloud nine, and he would occasionally chuckle in pleasure.
Those two playful won in his embrace were sending shivers down his spine, almost causing his little brother down there to break out of his pants.
Behind him stood eight n with large builds and chest hair sprouting out. They were bodyguards holding onto large machetes and eyes filled with killing intent. Standing there like heavily built bouncers, they were constantly scanning the area for danger while not moving a single bit.
"Your granny! You two are making my heart all itching for a go!"
Powel then slapped one of the won’s large butt and perversely said: "I’m gonna unload eight to ten rounds. Eight Supre Warriors stand guard here and don’t bother even if the sky is falling!"
"We obey!"
The so-called Eight Supre Warriors nodded their heads seriously.
At this ti, one of the madams of Pub360 ran over and respectfully said: "Sir Powel, so our Pub360’s protection fee..."
"Exempt!"
"Everything’s exempt!"
Powel grabbed the won’s waists and said this like he couldn’t wait any longer.
The madam smiled like flowers were blooming on her face before seriously chiding the won: "Susan, Freya. You two better take good care of Sir Powel or else I won’t let either of you off."
"Don’t worry."
"We will definitely make the great Sir Powel satisfied..."
Powel started chuckling while walking inside a room, but then turned around and said to the elated madam: "This month’s protection fee is exempted, but next month’s would be doubled. Hahaha..."
The madam beca dumbfounded.
However, she didn’t dare to show any anger and only smiled at him while she was cursing all eighteen generations of Powell’s ancestors. Once Powell walked through the doorway, she then cursed softly: "You one minute man, one day you will die a horrible death! Humph!"
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"Lord, our Head Leader is inside."
"I will imdiately go notify him of your arrival."
"I’ll go! I’ll go!"
The five of them started quarrelling.
At this ti, they all wanted to leave the sight of Maxwell. Every ti they saw Maxwell’s grim reaper-like glare, their hearts would start shuddering. Now was also a good ti for gaining rits, and they might even accidentally rise to the place of a Third Leader.
Maxwell raised his head to look at the building and coldly said with a smile: "Your Head Leader really knows how to enjoy himself. I haven’t even enjoyed myself here before, yet he is already having a blast!"
Pub360!
This was part of the red light district!
A place extrely attractive to n.
Many tis when Maxwell was passing through this area, his heart rate would start increasing. Should he go inside and take a look? Just one look is more than enough.
But he would back out each ti because he didn’t dare to.
Maxwell truly didn’t dare to because of the feelings from his past life. There were many tis he would pass by a small alley with a single red lighted signboard. He would pretend to be running errands while walking by it multiple tis with sweaty palms. Each ti he finally gathered enough courage, he would look over at the place before instantly leaving out of fear.
After recalling these thoughts, Maxwell would feel a bit sad about it.
Wasn’t it just a brothel? Were they going to eat or sothing?
Maxwell beca serious and shouted, "You guys don’t have to quarrel. I will go look for him myself."
"Eh?"
"Lord, please go ahead. If there’s nothing else, we’ll first take our leave."
The five of them turned around, about to leave...
Maxwell coldly laughed and said, "You want to leave? Did I agree to it yet?"
As his voice faded, a powerful energy exploded out of Maxwell before he punched out five tis. Those five were sent flying a dozen ters in the air before crashing onto the ground to their deaths.
"Crackle!"
"Crackle!"
"..."
A series of five notification tones was heard.
The common civilians passing by on the street started screaming, and several won started shouting: "Murder! Soone was murdered!"
"What’s so strange about a murder? The current Eden City has several people dying every single day now."
"The people he murdered are the bandits from the Wet Guild!"
"What?! Is that person tired of living?"
"Quickly hide! The Wet Bandits are all demons who kill without batting an eye! Now that one of theirs was killed, our Eden City will be suffering once again. Sigh!"
For a brief mont, those on the streets were panicking and had frozen in fear.
So were discussing this in whispers.
"Did you guys notice the person who murdered those Wet Bandits? I feel like he looks very familiar."
"He looks like the Gillette Household’s young Lord."
"Maxwell? Didn’t he go to Eden? He made it back alive? That kid is quite incredible! Back then, he didn’t even put an Elder of the Emporium Academy in his eyes, so now that he’s back..."
"Hahaha... There’s definitely going to be a good show to watch. Most likely, the Wet Bandits will be experiencing so bad luck ahead."
"What bad luck? The Emporium Academy elder was at Gold Rank while Powell was at Diamond Rank. That kid Maxwell is the one who’s going to be experiencing so bad luck. That kid actually doesn’t know the imnsity of the heavens and earth, actually sending himself to his own death!"
The sounds of discussion ca from the crowd.
Maxwell was walking back and forth in front of Pub360 for half an hour before mustering his courage to step in.
The mont he stepped in, his heart was still a bit anxious, but gradually returned to its calm.
Because...
Because...
There wasn’t a single pretty-looking girl at Pub360, not even those third-grade lookers! They were all middle-aged-looking mothers on their way to being grandmothers! And they all wore a thick layer of makeup on their faces, which was honestly quite revolting for one to look at!
My first ti!
My first ti had disappeared just like that.
Maxwell swore to himself to never love again. Back then, this place was considered a holy ground, but now he was too disappointed. It was like his whole world was turned upside down.
"Noble, is this your first ti here?"
"Do you have an intimate friend here already?"
"Lord, do you want to accompany you? I am accomplished in blowing, playing, and singing. I am also proficient in all 108 styles, so I will guarantee that you won’t want to get out of bed."
"Noble, don’t be shy because I know even more."
A bunch of won surrounded him.
Maxwell couldn’t even get excited about this as he bitterly said to himself: "What nonsense world is this?!"
Sotis, the saddest thing in life was reality. You treated it as a holy ground, but upon entering, it was actually hell.
The worst thing of all is when one couldn’t leave!
All the won surrounded Maxwell like they wanted to eat him alive.
Because of one thing...
Maxwell was still a virgin!
To these won, this was a huge temptation them.
"Noble, this lowly one’s mixed bath routine is the best; I guarantee you will feel like you are in the high heavens."
"Noble, this lowly one is good at blowing the flute; my small mouth will definitely make you high."
"Noble, Noble, this lowly one will not take your money."
Imagine this: A bunch of forty-sothing-year-old won with thick makeup started smiling coquettishly to you; started making sultry movents and eye winks to you; what would be your first reaction?
Maxwell’s reaction wasn’t to throw up.
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