At dusk, before the Pine Tree Town curfew, it was the moment when the powers of the whole city were most active.

It was at this point that gang counters were counting daily profits, and some novice thieves would be beaten if they failed to meet their daily goal. When they got better they would be spared the physical pain, but their participation would be the same they could only survive.

The prostitutes were standing in the alley beside the main street, wore beautiful dresses that enhanced their bodies and had a thick layer of dust on their face, most often putting an extra layer of cheap cosmetics on their face was not a sign of ugly face, was simply to hide his many pimples. But nothing in this job was more frightening than getting pregnant and getting sick, any of them meant the end of their job.

Amethyst Bar, cellar patio.

Candlelight glowed on the bodies of the dancing women. Two men who secretly plotting together were sitting on a lion-skinned couch they laugh mischievously.

- Young Master Alan, I found women specifically suited to your taste today. I think you will enjoy it a lot.

A tall, muscular man pointed his finger at a beautifully curved dancer. He had black hair and a scar on his face making him much scarier.

The other was a man of short stature and a wretched look; he had ears and furrows below his eyes, typical of someone who has his energy depleted with wine and women. He could not take his eyes off that dancer, waving continually:

- Good very good! Lord Dhiones, as you get rid of that trash and capture that woman, I will personally talk to my father to increase your pay.

Dhiones said calmly:

- Thank you, young master Alan. This brat is already in our hands and your sister will be delivered soon so no need to worry. We already sent a team behind him and soon his head will be over Rio das Pinhas.

They both laughed mischievously, when suddenly a man dressed in black rushed in. He crouched down and whispered in Dhiones's ears. Dhiones's face didn't change after hearing his report.

- Send two teams. Does this trivial matter still deserve my attention?

The man dressed in black left quickly.

When Dhiones wanted to say something, Alan suddenly rushed in, startling the dancers, making this curvy young woman confused, unsure what to do. Alan hugged her and dragged her into a side room.

The dancer struggled and said in a startled voice:

"Lord Dhiones, you promised me that I would just have to dance and you would release my sister."

Dhiones answered with a mocking look.

"Changes of plans, and as for your sister you will not see her again."

* Bang *

The bedroom door was slammed shut. The frightened dancer's voice could be heard as all obscene of Alan.

Dhiones frowned when his expression made her quite serious.

- A team has been solving this problem a long time ago. Not like the news. What is happening?

At that moment, the man dressed in black again and said in his whispered in his ears:

- Bad news. Our warehouse in the dock area was set ablaze and a cheer fight broke out in our northern casino. The people who keep watch didn't come.

Dhiones shouted:

- Is anyone fighting secretly?

"Could be the people from the Golden Moon or the White Elephant." The man dressed in black added, "Lately, we've been growing very fast, arousing your enmity from these gangs."

- It doesn't matter who it is. Our ascent marked and rock-solid! - Dhiones quickly got up from the couch and ordered - Send three teams to check the disturbances and kill all that are causing problems.

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Only then we have only the mediocre members here at the Amethyst Bar, "The Man in Black said quickly.

- Who's scared? I am here! Dhiones walked quickly to the wall and picked up a huge ax.

At that moment a subordinate came running upstairs.

- Goddamn it! Boss! Someone is already causing a lot of trouble up there already killed all the men up there!

- How many are they ?! The man in black asked suddenly.

The young man swallowed a bit of saliva before speaking.

- ... one.