Chapter 840
"Napoleon the Lion? Is that my nickname?"
Napoleon noticed the last sentence Davout said and murmured.
"Yes, Boss, you are the Lion now!"
Davout said with his hands dancing.
Napoleon also stood there with a flushed face, and his heart was extremely excited.
Immediately turned to look at his mother.
But he found that his mother's face was not happy at all, and even a little gloomy.
Napoleon could only suppress his excitement and put his mother in the office on the top floor.
"Mom, you have been a waiter in a bar. From now on, this bar will be handed over to you. You can make it into whatever shape you want!"
Napoleon stood in front of Ouni and said with his head down.
Outside the door, Murat and the other two looked inside.
"Auntie doesn't seem very happy!"
Murat whispered.
"Who cares? Leave it to the boss!"
Nara shrugged.
After hearing her son's words, Ouni's calm face finally showed some emotion.
When she was young, didn't she always have a wish to run a bar?
To be a boss lady.
She didn't expect that this wish would come true in her son.
Before leaving the door, she also looked at this bar, which was definitely big.
It was also one of the top three in the bar industry of the entire Fishman Island.
Otherwise, Jeff would not do underground transactions here.
There were so many people, and if one or two people were missing, they would not be found on him.
Seeing that his mother was somewhat moved, Napoleon immediately became happy.
After saying a few more nice words, he left the office.
"Let's go and report what happened today!"
Napoleon showed his bossy demeanor again, waved to the three people, and walked into another luxurious box.
As soon as he entered the door, Napoleon happily punched Murat.
"Sure, it's great. It's only been half a day, and you've brought back more than 200 people. I didn't know you had the ability!"
Napoleon said with a happy face.
Mura, who was a little nervous after being punched, laughed instantly after hearing this.
"These are the brothers who can't get food in Yuren Street. I waved my hand and shouted that I would provide food, and they all came."
Mura shook his head and said.
"It still depends on your reputation. When they heard that the latest rising lion Napoleon was recruiting younger brothers, they signed up one by one!"
Mura complimented.
After yesterday's fight, Murat didn't dare to show off in front of Napoleon.
"Haha, don't be modest. It's your credit. I won't treat you unfairly. When there is money in the account, I will reward you with 10 million Baileys!"
Napoleon said.
The four complimented for a while.
Napoleon sat down, lay on the soft sofa, and closed his eyes comfortably.
"Boss, our gang doesn't have a name yet. Have you thought of a name?"
Mura sat opposite Napoleon, picked up a cup and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Name!"
Napoleon raised his head.
Then he remembered that he was also the boss of 200 people, but he didn't have a name to represent him.
Napoleon lowered his head and pondered.
The three people around him were very quiet and no one disturbed Napoleon's thinking.
"Why not call it the Lion Gang? Anyway, this is the nickname they gave me. When you mention the Lion Gang, you will think of Lion Napoleon. How about it?"
Napoleon really couldn't think of a good name, so he could only use his nickname to name it.
Murat and the other two looked at each other, and helplessness appeared in their eyes.
But they still nodded happily to Napoleon.
"Boss, this name is good, Lion, Lion, it sounds very powerful. In the future, the enemy will be scared to death when they hear this name!"
Nala complimented.
"Hahahahaha!"
Napoleon laughed out loud at the compliments of the three people.
This is the power of being a boss.
"By the way, send someone to keep an eye on Hody Jones and the others. They probably know what happened here and are likely to come for revenge. Be careful!"
Napoleon warned.
"Don't worry, boss. Davout has already arranged for someone to do this."
Murat nodded.
"Okay, I feel at ease with you men!"
Napoleon said happily, leaning on the sofa.
When Murat and the other two heard the word "men", they felt a little empty in their hearts for some reason.
But Napoleon didn't think much about it.
"Now that we have a base, we can't just stay in this small bar!"
Napoleon looked directly at the three people, and his power was unmistakable.
"Since we are going to do it, then do the biggest one. There are too many gangs in Fishman Street, and the voices are too mixed. You go to investigate nearby and prepare for the next battle. There can only be one voice in Fishman Street, thenIt's my voice, Napoleon!"
Napoleon said domineeringly.
The three were shocked when they heard it, but they reacted quickly.
They stood up quickly.
"Yes!"
The three said in unison.
Napoleon looked at the three and nodded with a smile.
He didn't know why, after occupying the bar, he was not satisfied at all.
He even wanted to expand it.
Yesterday's battle seemed to have awakened something in his heart.
The desire for expansion filled his chest.
He wanted to conquer, conquer everything.
Yesterday's battle made Napoleon see the power brought by this body.
That kind of crushing power fascinated Napoleon.
He wanted to become stronger.
And to become stronger, Napoleon has found some ideas.
That is to keep eating.
Only when you are full can you have strength .
Thinking of this.
Napoleon immediately ordered the bartender to serve the meal.
He wanted to have a big meal.
He even didn't forget to serve some food to his mother.
Napoleon ate with big mouthfuls, but his stomach didn't grow any meat at all.
And if you look closely, there is a faint white smoke coming out of Napoleon's head.
This is the ability to return life.
Napoleon is also born with the talent of returning life.
Use food to make up for the physical deficit.
A few days later.
The lion gang, which had been gathering strength, showed its sharp fangs to the surroundings under the cover of darkness.
"Asshole, lion kid, I don't care about you, why are you attacking me!"
A fish man looked at Napoleon, who was wearing a white and gold brocade robe in front of him and looked disdainful, and asked.
"Don't care about you? "
Napoleon raised his finger contemptuously and looked at the big man.
"You are blocking my way, either get out or die!"
Napoleon said domineeringly.
In an instant, the younger brothers behind Napoleon were madly encouraged.
They shouted the words of long live the boss.
"Damn it, since you are looking for death, don't blame me, brothers, come on!"
The big man waved his knife and shouted.
"Hehe, dying struggle, kill!"
Napoleon waved his machete forward lightly.
The two hundred younger brothers behind him immediately swarmed up.
Rushed up from both sides of Napoleon.
"Kill!"
A street fight began.
The big man went straight to Napoleon.
He planned to capture the king first.
He didn't believe that Napoleon was as evil as the outside world said.
