Chapter 1508

Bennet's hands and feet were cold. Although he was in the warm room, his back was wet with cold sweat.

He started in the grass, and his position in the underground world of the chaotic city was supported by the gambling houses and brothels of each family. But overnight, all of them were seized by the grey temple, and all of them were captured.

Obviously, this is not a surprise inspection that can evade the past. In the past, the relationship was maintained with money. He can always make everything appear to be in compliance before the inspection.

But this time it was a little different. Gambling houses and brothels were closed down, and the news was sent to him this morning. Being able to do all this means that this is a big operation against him led by the grey temple.

Bennet inevitably thought of McGonagall, the restaurant owner who had left a bland threat in the teahouse that day.

Over the years, he has really offended many people by being able to eat both black and white.

But even his eldest brother, who wanted him dead, had the identity of marquis family head, and could not do anything to him. Other soldiers and crabs were not paid attention to by him at all.

If it's MEG, a small restaurant owner, how can he influence the grey temple to attack him? And is it still such a large-scale operation?

Bennet has some headaches and heartaches, although he has been cleaning his identity all these years, so that he can get rid of the black property and become a successful businessman.

However, it takes a lot of money to maintain this false identity. For example, the teahouse, which is known as the No.1 teahouse in the chaotic city, receives distinguished guests of different identities every day, has been operating at a loss so far.

All the money comes from gambling houses and brothels.

Although he tried to draw a line between the two, he had to admit that these things were indeed his most precious things.

If he loses these two things, he will lose his source of income and everything.

"Are the casinos and brothels clean with me?" Asked Bennet, looking at the supervisor.

"Yes, no one knows that these gambling houses and brothels belong to you, except for a few who can be trusted." The steward nodded quickly.

"They're all arrested, too?" Bennet frowned.

"Don't worry, they are the most strict. They will never tell you what will happen if they give you up." The manager patted his chest and assured.

Bennet breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't get involved, there would be room for maneuver. He said in a deep voice, "go to inquire about the news again, see what's going on, pay attention, and don't involve yourself."

"Yes." The supervisor left in a hurry.

"If the casino is gone, it will be gone. At least I am still a member of the Marquis family. As long as the hot pot shop can open smoothly, sooner or later I will take the position of clan leader from Bowen's hands. The Marquis family should be inherited by me." Bennet said to himself in a low voice, slowly clenching his fist.

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In the gloomy dungeon, all kinds of instruments of torture were hung on the walls.

The scream came from all the cells, accompanied by the clear and loud sound of the whip.

"Boss, those mouths have been pried open. The boss behind these gambling houses and brothels is Bennet Marquez. More than 50 bodies were dug up in the backyard of the gambling house. Most of them were gamblers who made trouble in the gambling house or won a lot of money in the gambling house.

The brothel seized a large number of illegal magic drugs. Last night, they took their pharmaceutical base and arrested a group of drug makers. The boss behind the scenes was also Bennet. " A member of the Intelligence Department of the grey temple came into Burton's office with a thick stack of confessions, put the Confessions on his desk, and said with some pride: "there's no mouth that our intelligence department can't pry open. It's really a big fish."

"I really don't know. There's such a cruel man hidden in our chaotic city, and he's almost washed away." Burton was also a little surprised. He picked up the stack of confessions, turned it over at will, and then looked up at the subordinate and said: "focus on the investigation, see who is protecting them in the grey temple and the Lord's mansion. I'd like to see who can cover the sky and raise such a jackal under our eyes."

"Yes." The subordinate closed the door and left.

Burton looked at the stack of confessions and thought for a while. He picked up the confession and went out to the main room of the temple. This is a big case. It's not just a threat to MEG. He needs to ask the Lord of the temple for instructions. It involves the interests of all parties. I'm afraid his authority is not enough.

But he could be sure that the illegitimate son of the Marquis family had been ordered to cool down.

……

"Damn it, the intelligence department has obtained high-level authority from somewhere, bypassed me directly, and carried those gambling houses and brothels in Bennet. Now I don't know what they are looking for. The intelligence department doesn't say anything. If it doesn't have enough authority, it will give me back!" Inspection department, an office, a middle-aged man hit a punch on the wall, face gloomy way.

"Captain, what should we do now? Will this matter come to us? " Two men in the uniform of the inspection department said nervously in a cold sweat.

The man, known as the captain, took back his fist, quickly calmed down, shook his head and said, "don't panic. Few people know about this. It's all in Bennet's teahouse. As long as Bennet is not checked, we won't have any problems. What's more, we only get a little of the money... "

They both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the second half of the sentence, and their eyes brightened.

The middle-aged man then said, "but we have to figure out what the reason for this surprise operation is first. Even if we don't help people, at least we have to figure out the situation first, or we can deal with it."

"Well, let's go back to the intelligence department to find out." Two people smell speech to leave quickly.

The middle-aged man paced in the room, with a dignified face, and said to himself, "this situation must be reported to the adult, and it must be suppressed. Otherwise, I don't know how many people will be involved..."

……

McGonagall woke up early as usual, turned off the alarm clock at the head of the bed, and just as he was getting ready to get up, the two little guys jumped on him.

"Meow ~ ~"

"The Dragon roars!"

McGonagall looked at the two little guys who were lying on his hands, seriously pretending to be fierce. He couldn't help smiling.

"Gululu ~"

At this time, a belly call sound clear ring up.

"It's the roar of the hungry dragon. I can hear the sound of the belly barking." MEG looked at Amy with a smile.

"Oh, stupid belly, it's barking itself." Amy's expression broke down. She opened a corner of the quilt and got into Meg's arms. She closed her eyes comfortably. "Well, it's so warm and comfortable."

"Meow, meow."

Ugly duckling also followed into the bed, to Meg's stomach, like a soft quilt.

"Tell me what you want to eat in the morning. My father will make it for you." MEG looked down at the little guy's lovely face and asked with a smile.