The next day.
When Vivian opened awoke, with some confusion, she rubbed her eyes, ready to get up and make breakfast.
Her eyes first landed on a bowl of sharp smelling fragrant oatmeal.
Then Sauron’s smiling face as his hands held a wok, in an apron with a somewhat laughable appearance, earnestly frying eggs.
“Gege”
“Isn’t this to wasteful?”
Vivian inheld the oil fragrance, extending her small hands to grasp Sauron’s neck stepping on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. While doing so she quietly gave his body a sniff, picking up a faint scent. She didn’t know why but since a very young age she’d been abnormally sensitive to the smell a blood. If Sauron were stained with blood it’d be difficult to hide the truth from her.
The intelligent young lady didn’t ask.
In a pitiful voice she said: “Gege, you put in to much oil”
“Fried eggs need only a little oil. Next time let me do it.”
Finishing what she had to say she held up her small jade nose.
Maybe because she could smell the rising oil flavor inside the pot, she was seemingly very satisfied.
“Good”
“Little housekeeper”
Sauron placed the not so attractive eggs into a bowl, reaching out to rub Vivian’s head and said:”Next time you’ll do it all right?”
A very rich breakfast.
The fragrant oatmeal tasted wonderful, the fried eggs admittedly tasted good with the addition of a few pieces of thinly sliced bacon.
Any watching would feel their appetite moved!
This is a city where only the aristocratic and wealthy could afford such a breakfast, Vivian hadn’t had such a breakfast in a very long time.
They enjoyed a very sumptuous breakfast.
The little lady began to pack up to clean the room, Sauron’s clothes also needed washing.
The sounds of faint voices could be heard from outside.
It seemed as if some faces could be seen deliberately passing by the house many times, Sauron sat at the entrance carving something with his Dirk, his appearance very serious.
“Lord Sauron!”
Finally a roguish looking man walked over with genuine fear and foreboding: “Savi thanks you for helping him out with ****!”
“Therefore let me present you with a gift.”
Beckoning towards the rear where two fierce looking men timidly held forth a gift box.
Sauron glances at them then motions to one side for Vivian to accept the gifts, saying slowly: “These things, I’ll accept”
“I’m not interested in managing the matters of the slums”
“Those streets Savi can have, as long as no one in danger or disturbs my life. ”
“Alright?”
His voice grew cold as the dagger in at his fingertips turned into a blur of afterimages.
The lead rogue wiped at his cold sweat as he felt a cold sensation at his neck and stammered: “No… …it’s no problem!…”
“Savi had similar thoughts!…..”
Overnight.
All the core members of a rival gang were killed!
When Savi heard the news he was ecstatic thinking that those stupid guys had provoked a terrible enemy.
But when he heard that the person was in fact Sauron, Savi’s face immediately turned ugly.
“Laoda (Big boss of criminal gang)”
A clever looking ruffian rushed in panting: “I’ve made some inquiries.”
“It appears Kohl sent some men to capture and hold Sauron’s sister hostage!”
Everyone on Donggou Street knows that Sauron places his sister as more important than life, in the end when Kohl hit upon the idea of capturing his sister it drew Sauron into killing!”
“I’d never put him my eyes before, I hadn’t expected Sauron to be so fierce.”
“Now the alley calls him ‘Cut-throat, even others on the other side of the Wharf have heard of his prestige. Eleven elite gang members throats were all cut, blood flowing throughout the room.”
“Laodao”
“Should we make a move against him?”
A one eyed man hesitantly said: “Although he is very fierce, he is still only one person”
“If he becomes arrogant, I’m afraid that perhaps we won’t be able to swallow up the crosslanes.”
Bang!
Savi becoming livid picked up an object and threw it, hitting the man’s face causing it to bleed profusely and with a pale complexion said: ” Make a move against him?”
“Did your brain go to shit?
“He was able to directly get rid of so many of Kohl and his men, all he has to do is mount a sneak attack to kill us off!”
“Don’t do anything rash.”
“Assign Gou Tou Quiang to send a present, . Since Sauron is so fierce, sooner or later he will leave the slums.”
“How could such a person resign themselves to staying in a place birds wouldn’t shit?!”
“Still”
“Let’s go to the crosslane and take a look and take a look, and see if there would be any meaning.”
“If not”
“Be sure not to let anyone else take it over.”
A crowd of men began to busy themselves, only Savi had an hesitant look and ugly complexion following which he called over someone: “Let Gou Tou Quiang come first, I’ll personally prepare the gift.”
“Now that Sauron could kill Kohl and his men, perhaps he could similarly kill us.”
Such a person was too dangerous!
Nevertheless it was still best to first curry favor, how Savi could never go from being a street hooligan to becoming the laoda, was it not because he was ready to give and take and never show off his power or be brave?
Not one left alive.
Even a ruthless gang leader would have some fear, casualties in a street fight weren’t very high they’d try to avoid letting men die.
If people ended up dead, who would work for them?
It may look like those local ruffians didn’t have brains but if the Laoda always let his men die they weren’t foolish enough to take shelter with the former.
A quiet morning.
Naturally, in regard to the case of Sauron, Savi was so delighted he could die, immediately after he gave orders to his troops to immediately seize the Cross Lane near the street. Since Sauron shows no interest in the slums then the crosslane will belong to whoever has the ability to snatch it. Savi called hundreds of men out today, although the majority of the make up served as a stopgap, but the people capable of wielding a knife to cut others numbered in the hundreds.
With respect to how many of these people had professional combat training or were trained in real killing skills.
Best not to have to great an expectation!
The slum faction wars don’t have many, so long as there wasn’t a huge riot several people dying was nothing. So when Savi assembled his available manpower they quickly seized the Cross Lanes.
When compared to the Wharf area this place was inferior.
As the Wharf controlled nearly 50% of Amber City wealth distribution, as a result if one were to gain the territory under their control then it’s possible that 100 people could die overnight.
This is enough to disturb the affairs of the entire city of Amber.
The Slums area?
That dammed worn out area who’d want it, what was good about it?
That’s right.
A person with strength wouldn’t pay any attention to the slums, however recently they’d by chance heard of a very powerful person over there.
Apparently that person was called ‘Cut-throat’ Sauron!
He was said to have killed all of his enemies with each of their throats slit, he held high prestige in the slums, although he didn’t join any forces all the slum faction leaders were in awe of him.
Time flew by quietly over the next two days.
With regards to Vivian she’d sensed that something was wrong, the looks people had towards her held obvious traces of fear, and were timid when talking to her.
As for Sauron, they were afraid to meet his eyes!
“GeGe is much more imposing than before!”
Vivian holding a broom while sweeping the leaves, looked outside and murmured: “That day Savi’s men came to make a delivery.”
“How could he send so many precious gifts?”
“I heard all of Kohl’s people were killed.”
“It was a man called the Cut-Throat! The Cut-Throat should be brother right?”
“Sounds so domineering.”
“Gege is much better than before.”
Yesterday when she passed by the corner grocery store, at that time the look of the fat owner’s wife that had thrashed her on the back visibly paled.
When she determined that she was Sauron’s sister, the female proprietress suddenly knelt on her knees in front of her, with all of her might she repeatedly slapped her face until it swelled doing so until she promised not to care about the matters of the past and with a face that expressed gratitude stood up.
The shopkeeper also prepared a special gift crammed full of more than 10 silver deleur, speaking extreamly respectfully towards her.
They were frightened.
Although what they dreaded was ‘Cut-throat’ Sauron, this type of fear also permitted Vivian to enjoy it a little as well.
“La La La”
The little girl hummed a tune while happily cleaning the room,”We are the bad guys, we are the villains!”
“They fear us!”
“No one will dare bully us again!”