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Long pretended to be hesitant.
"me…"
Bot was confused.
"Forget it... leave it at that for now. Also... take your dirty hands off me. My clothes are not cheap."
Long stood up slowly. This Bot should have some knowledge about the gangs, and he could take this opportunity to find out some things.
Of course, people must be killed...
He said so.
Bot mistakenly thought that he had a hope of survival, and he loosened Long's trouser legs as if he had been electrocuted. He kept saying sorry, looking very humble and frightened. He was completely different from the one who had sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, hugging a beautiful woman a few minutes ago.
Long found the switch and turned on the light.
At the same time, summoner skills and healing spells were used.
A burst of vibrant green light burst out of the body and he was healed instantly.
He sat on Filsgaru's boss chair, turned around, and looked at the closed armored door: "Then next... let us welcome the big boss back into the venue..."
"Can you please...get out of the way? Don't block our boss from coming in later...it's really a bummer. You're not the main character, so make sure you know your identity."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Bot nodded in panic, dragging his lame leg with all his might... The anxiety made him lose his mind, and he couldn't even stand up, crawling away like a dog.
Chapter 35 Underground Order
Filsgaru sat in a luxurious stretch limousine outside the manor and put down his phone with satisfaction.
Wild dog died...
He thought Long would be a smart man, and facing an entire gang alone would not end well.
As a gangster, the Fels family is not one of the best in the underground forces, but it can be ranked in the middle. According to the rules of the underground, if he wants to climb up, he will inevitably conflict with other families and make enemies... In this way, he needs strong security around him.
Although Sam and his men were pretty good... but from Kuga's description, at least this Long's level was much stronger than the ones under his command now... Rhodes was killed instantly.
He was attracted by the talent, but unfortunately... the other party was ignorant of the current situation.
After getting out of the car, he stepped into the manor wearing a windbreaker, glanced at the upper floors of the castle, and saw that the dark windows were lit up, so he hurried over.
After entering the castle, the secretary who lost an arm and the bespectacled man Kuga followed him on the left and right.
It has become quiet upstairs, which means the battle is over.
The only Nen user who stayed out of the battle asked the boss a few questions. After learning that it was Bert who called to inform him, he was worried, because it should be the job of security team leader Sam to inform the secretary... But when he thought about the relationship between Bert and Sam, the secretary was relieved.
That guy Bot... is probably trying to take credit.
After a while, a group of people came to the door of the second floor hall in a mighty manner.
They smelled blood and didn't suspect anything...seeing blood was normal, and they estimated...that Long was tortured badly.
I just don't know if there are any injured among the four of us.
The door was pushed open, and Phils walked in without any preparation, with a smile on his face... imagining Long's death in his mind.
He wanted to send out this man's body and photos to tell everyone the consequences of taking money from his casino... to warn everyone.
"Hi!"
As Filsgaru took a step forward, he looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting in his seat, raising his hand to greet him.
The former had a dull expression and didn't react for a moment.
Isn't it... dead...
"Protect the boss!!!"
Standing at the door, the only Nen user screamed.
After all, this was his job, so he came to his senses immediately.
Swish!
Fields also subconsciously took a step back.
Everyone saw the messy scene in the hall and three bodies with different causes of death.
In the blink of an eye, Filsgaru found that the long on the boss chair had disappeared...
Behind him, there was a chaotic noise.
Just as Fields was about to look back, his body sank and an arm was placed on his shoulder.
A drizzle was falling overhead... The rain hit my face, red... and very salty.
is blood!
As an ordinary person, he had no time to react, let alone understand what Long had done.
But Bot, who was hiding in the corner, saw it clearly... In an instant, Long rushed into the crowd, with his knife in hand, like the god of death coming from hell to reap lives... Dozens of heads flew into the air in an orderly manner like corks.
The bespectacled man Kuga and his companion Smith, the man whose arm was torn off by Oboro...are all dead.
Vulnerable.
She's like paper in front of a man.
It was as if the hall had suddenly turned into a black and white painting, and someone had thrown a basin of blood on the painting... All that was visible was a glaring crimson.
Blood rained down and heads fell to the ground one after another...some rolled to the feet of Long and Firth.
The two of them bathed in the warm liquid.
"You know... I don't really like killing people, but when I come to this world, sometimes I have to be ruthless... Oh, I don't know if I'm sick, I'm too nervous. I think this world is too dangerous... If I don't overcome certain things, it will be really difficult to deal with..."
As if he was reminiscing with an old friend, he hugged Filsgaru and said lightly.
"You are different. You seem...to like killing...human life is not worth mentioning to you, right?"
"..."
Filsgaru listened to the words in his ears, his expression and body became extremely stiff.
He didn't even notice that the cigar in his hand burned his skin.
"What do you want to do?! If anything happens to me... the entire gang won't let you go. You'll be wanted and become a street rat! You'll have to hide in the sewers forever." Filsgaru was pretending to be calm. It was obvious that he didn't get to this position for nothing.
"I don't need the money... I can still give you a certain amount."
Before Phils could finish his words, Long's fingers had already grabbed his right cheek.
"Don't be naive!"
Long's face was expressionless. "You killed dozens of people on that bus... To you, they are worthless, just like the grass on the roadside. Haven't you heard of a saying? A murderer will be killed one day. You should have realized it a long time ago... For someone like me, the reason why I feel so much pressure is that I am worried that I will be killed at any time..."
"So... I understand you, because from my perspective, you are also a nobody..."
"Now it's just a matter of roles being reversed. You will understand me, right?"
As he spoke, Long's fingers began to gradually exert force.
"Ahhhh..."
Fields' face was distorted and he struggled and screamed.
But to Long, his power is no different from that of a chicken.
"Shh...be quiet, you are a gangster boss, how come you have no backbone at all..."
"There were children on the bus I was on... They didn't die as badly as you did."
The right side of Fields' face began to sink and his distorted expression caused his eyes to become bloodshot, and blood was flowing out of his nostrils, ears, and mouth... Long deliberately slowed down the speed and strength of his fingertips squeezing.
Let the former feel the pain little by little...
After several minutes, Filsgaru's limbs had completely gone limp and he was barely breathing.
Half of his face was deeply engraved with blurry finger marks. One could imagine the pain he was going through.
After a while, seeing that the body had no breath left, Long turned his face cold and threw the body out like garbage.
Bot, who was standing aside, was so frightened that he was trembling with fear.
Long walked to the side, took off his clothes, turned his back to Bot, and said calmly: "Before dawn, no matter what method you use, I don't want to see any living people in this manor."
"Yes."
Bot nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
I understand what Long means.
Even though he was seriously injured, he dared not to do it.
Even if he lost a leg, he should have no problem dealing with these ordinary people... The only thing he needs to worry about is losing too much blood.
To be honest, Bot now already has signs of anemia and his eyes are dizzy.
But no way...
Fortunately, he is a member of the Fields family. Using this identity, he can lure the guards outside in and solve them one by one. It is not difficult.
Long is just too lazy to do it. There are ready-made laborers, so why not use them?
Let Bot make use of his remaining energy.
Then, Bot walked out the door...
Long was not worried that he would run away, because he couldn't run away...even if he took a car.
The former is also aware of this.
Then, Long found the bathroom and started taking a bath...
As time went on, he could hear some commotion coming from inside and outside the castle.
After a long time, the hall finally became bright, because the sun rose in the sky outside the window...
When Bot, who looked weak and his skin was so pale that he looked like a corpse, returned, Oboro, who had changed his clothes, was already standing at the window waiting for him.