"alert."

The zombie's body tensed up as if facing a formidable enemy, which frightened both Thales and Conmuto.

"What's wrong?"

Following Glover's gaze, the two of them looked at the club on the opposite corner of the street.

A one-night affair.

Only then did Thales realize that, at some point, there were many more people around the "One Night Encounter".

Most of the people were simply dressed and had cold eyes. They were all looking around as they walked back and forth.

"Something's wrong."

Commuto also noticed something was wrong. He subconsciously closed the car door from the outside, leaving only the window:

"These people are not guests..."

Thales' eyebrows slowly gathered together.

"It's a thug."

Glover looked gloomy and told the truth simply and clearly:

"A person in the gang who specializes in violence."

Before Conmuto could be surprised by his colleague's eyesight, he heard the prince add equally seriously:

"It's the Black Street Brotherhood."

"It's their thugs."

A thug stopped a guest who was about to enter the club. Amidst the latter's dissatisfied protests, he roughly searched the guest's body and interrogated him carefully.

Something happened.

Thales stared cautiously at the crowd outside the club that he was once very familiar with, and said silently.

There was silence inside and outside the carriage for a while.

Conmuto swallowed his throat:

"Well, maybe he's here to take care of business? To be honest, this is normal..."

"More than that." Thales' voice sounded.

Glover and Konmuto both turned to him.

Thales' eyes moved around the club, becoming more serious:

"Not just thugs, look around: helpers in various shops, apprentices, street runners, beggars, even roadside vendors, salesmen..."

"They are not in normal condition."

After Thales' reminder, Glover and Conmuto started doing their jobs and carefully observed the situation at this street intersection, and their expressions gradually changed.

"Are you scared by the gang?" Conmuto returned to the driver's seat and asked uncertainly.

"No."

Thales shook his head, becoming more and more sure of his thoughts:

"Because they're in the fraternity, too."

Conmuto turned around in confusion:

"What?"

Thales searched for his previous street experience and guessed:

"Out of interest or habit, these people are actually the spies of the Brotherhood and are happy to deliver news to them."

"Obviously, they have also been told and reminded to pay attention to the disturbances around them."

Conmuto said solemnly:

"They...were they deliberately trained like this by the Brotherhood?"

"No." Thales shook his head:

"Because that's what they are."

"The Black Street Brotherhood was not born out of nothing, but from desperate people who had no way out - they have been deeply rooted in the lower class communities from the first day."

Under the confused looks of Conmuto and Glover, Thales said quietly:

"In the worst places, if you're struggling, miserable, miserable, struggling to survive, the fraternity is one of your options."

"There is no need to pretend, there is no need to cover up. We all live our own lives. When necessary, you will consciously and tacitly inform those members wearing black silk arms to provide convenience."

Thinking of the past, Thales was slightly entranced.

Glover and Conmuto exchanged looks in surprise, quite surprised by what the prince saw.

"Ji'an, you said that the one-night affair was established after the gang war?"

Thales said cautiously.

"Yes, six years ago, the scumbags of the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang brought disaster to Red Square Street, so that the big shots no longer had to visit the brothels," Conmuto suppressed the question and watched the increasing number of people with vigilance.

The thugs:

"I heard that the Xicheng Police Department intervened and forced them to stop fighting."

six years ago.

Hongfang Street.

The Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang.

Stop fighting.

Thales's brows became more and more serious.

"Your Highness, what should we do? Are we still going?"

Thales raised a finger to signal them to be quiet:

"Let's see again."

Amidst the confusion between the two of them, the young man took a deep breath, closed his eyes and called out the Sin of the Prison River.

He instantly entered hell's senses, focusing especially on his ears and hearing.

Soon, footsteps, collisions, frictions, moans, coquettish smiles, shouts and curses...chaotic and disturbing sounds came from the opposite corner of the street, invading Thales's senses at the same time.

However, after experiencing the experience of the desert trip, Thales, who has grown a lot, skillfully adjusted the amplitude of the Hell River Sin, just like calming an untamed beast, not letting his overly sensitive senses hinder him, and at the same time filtering out useless sounds.

Leave only the most critical conversations.

"Did the Blood Bottle Gang do it?"

The voice of a Brotherhood thug came, with an air of unconvinced anger and eagerness to try.

"I don't know, but if Leyock knows..."

"I really want to see his expression..."

"I heard that all the 'Sleepless Ones' have been transferred here..."

Thales turned his head slightly, looking for other focuses.

Soon, he found the truth.

"Who dares to kidnap people on our territory..."

"Is it Qingpi?"

"It's possible, but I heard that Da Qingpi in West City has an agreement with us..."

"Boss Morris is back..."

"I heard that he was very angry and personally took people to find the 'Phantom Blade' and the 'Red Viper' to ask for people..."

"No, the Blood Bottle Gang refuses to admit their guilt. The scene is ugly..."

"Damn it, is there going to be another fight? How long has the truce been..."

Thales slowly grasped the key information.

"It could also be done by inexperienced outsiders, you know, gangsters or something like that..."

"After the prince returned to the country, many foreigners came to the city, from top to bottom..."

"Fucking Prince, if you just stay in the north, you'll be done with it. All you'll bring back is trouble..."

Thales's mood became more and more solemn.

At this moment, another voice penetrated his senses:

"They found her!"

"Belicia, she's alive!"
To be continued...