Chapitre 699: A Trap

Every city had remote and unpopulated places.

Generally speaking, such places were all dangerous, because they were unusually where jobless people wandered and where gangsters made deals.

Even though Roland hadn't approached the big house in the wood yet, he already smelled a vague stench of blood.

It was mixed with the odor of decaying bodies too.

Looking at Jakang, Roland asked casually, "How many brothers do you have in this place?"

"Seventeen." Jakang was still terrified. "Mr. Mage, what do you want us to do?"

Roland said casually, "Johnson is already dead. I'm taking over this place. Will they be willing to meet their new boss?"

"Of course, of course." Jakang was greatly relieved.

He led Roland forward. By the time they reached the door of the house, the stink of blood and cadavers was already suffocating.