Leonid means lion in Ursus.
But everyone who had dealt with Leonid believed that he was not a ferocious lion, but a vicious snake.
As a gang member, Leonid's past must have been a tragedy. In this world, the word "happiness" has nothing to do with most people.
Leonid was born in a slum outside the western city walls of Chernobog. His mother was a prostitute, and his father... no one knew who he was.
In the slum of Chernobog, more than half of the children do not know the true identity of their biological father.
God gave him a hellish beginning in life and a road of life with endless darkness ahead.
But just like his name, Leonid never lowered his heart to this crazy world. In order to survive, he lowered his head more than once, but his heart was as strong and noble as a lion. He never envied the lives of those in the upper class, because he knew that one day he would become one of them.
When Leonid was 15 years old, his mother took him to find a small gang leader. From that day on, he had his own godfather.
He didn't know what his mother exchanged for the opportunity to have a godfather. That day, he only saw the light blue hair and eyes of the person he recognized as his godfather, and the rest of the things became extremely blurry.
From then on, Leonid's life seemed to have become much smoother. He entered high school, had his first love, quarreled and broke up, and took the college entrance examination... He began to live like an ordinary person, as if his life in the slums was just a day. A dream.
Leonid was admitted to the Ursus Royal Academy with excellent results. Just when he thought he had entered the threshold of the upper class, a phone call pulled him back to the slums he once was.
Streets without anyone, thick dark clouds and cold rain, buildings burned into ruins, the air still smelling of blood, and the corpse in front of Leonid. He had the same light blue hair as Leonid, his neck was severed with a sharp weapon, and his body had completely lost its vitality. In the ruins not far away, a burned corpse lay on the ground, his left hand firmly grasping the floor, and his right hand raised high and stretched forward. Even though she was dead, she never gave up her desire to live.
"Your godfather and mother got into trouble with the Growlers' brass over some trivial matter, and they burned the bar down the next day. A whole barrel of gasoline was poured on your mother, and your godfather was right outside the door. Watch your mother turn to charcoal along with this bar."
An Ursus policeman stood beside Leonid and described the disaster, his tone as calm as if he was talking about what to eat for lunch today.
He threw the cigarette butt casually into the water, reached out and patted Leonid on the shoulder.
"I'm sorry, kid, but the police department can't give you justice. This place has become a piece of rotten wood. I can only tell you the truth, and there is nothing else I can do."
It was a common thing for him. In this slum, growlers are king, and the role of the police station is only to tell people here that this area is still within the jurisdiction of Chernobog.
As for who is in charge, it is not the government that has the final say.
This is the tragedy of Chernobog and the tragedy of the Ursus Empire. In this country with a backward system, Leonid is just the epitome of thousands of tragedies.
He had long been numb to it.
The police left, and fine raindrops hit Leonid's body. Water droplets slid down Leonid's cheeks, whether they were rain or tears.
The next day, the Royal Academy of Ursus lost a top student, and the gangs in the west city of Ursus gained a new member.
Leonid used his remaining money to erase his past, put on a new mask and joined the gang, relying on his wisdom to thrive in the gang. Among a group of Cyka bears who only use their muscles to solve problems, Leonid's performance was as dazzling as a diamond, and he quickly gained the attention of the senior staff of the Growler. After making sure there were no problems with his past, those senior officials promoted Leonid to a key position and shoveled the first shovelful of dirt into their grave.
In two years, Leonid went from a college student to a poisonous snake that the Chernobog gangsters heard of. He used his wisdom to send all the former senior members of the Growler gang to prison. As for the former BOSS of the Growler gang, Leonid personally used low temperature to freeze him into ice blocks and threw him directly into Cherno by helicopter. Government House in Berg. The incompetent police officers did not find out who was behind the incident until Valentin arrived in Chernobog years later.
"It feels like watching a particularly depressing movie." Valentine rubbed his head after releasing his consciousness from the mental space back to reality.
"Life is always more exciting than movies." The system gave its own evaluation.
After Leonid left, Valentin found the system and wanted to know more about Leonid. After all, what he did was so weird that it made Valentin feel like he was dreaming. Therefore, the system played a piece of Leonid's past to Valentin, allowing him to understand Leonid better.
At least, Valentin can roughly guess some of Leonid's inner thoughts. For example, he wants to use Valentine's help to eradicate other gangs and bring the entire underground world of Chernobog under his control.
At that time, Leonid was holding the emperor hostage to order the princes. Valentin himself did not know how to manage the gang, and the actual power was still in Leonid's hands.
But Valentin didn't care about this. On the contrary, Leonid's idea was surprisingly consistent with his, which was to first take the entire Chernobog gang into his own hands.
As long as he can get his gang to join him in fighting the invasion of the Integration Movement in two years, Leonid will be fine no matter what he does.
Of course, if Leonid disagreed at that time, Valentin also had a backup plan, just like the hostage just now.
"But looking like him, he doesn't look like someone who cares about his family." Valentin broke into a cold sweat when he thought of Leonid's revenge plan.
In order for the plan to succeed, Leonid paid a high price, even turning himself into an infected person, but he didn't even frown for those sacrifices.
"He is a very purposeful person, and he is willing to do anything to achieve his goals, no matter the means."
"This is probably why he gave this position to me...and his daughter." Valentine rubbed the armrest of the boss's chair and smiled bitterly.
"At least his daughter is still in your hands. Leonid is not a hard-hearted guy. He can't even care about his family." The system dispelled Valentin's doubts.
Indeed, Leonid gave up his bright future and came here to hang out with a group of gangsters just to avenge his family.
If he is close to despair in this world, then his family is his last insurance before falling into the abyss.
"What you are saying is that I am a heinous villain... You forced Leonid to give up his position in order to achieve some ulterior motives, and you also forced him to hand over his daughter as a hostage..."
Valentine held his forehead.
"Isn't it?" the system asked.
"...no fuxk to say." Valentin pointed his middle finger at the system in his mind.
"How about it? After reading Leonid's past, do you feel that you are particularly happy?" The system ignored Valentin's provocation and changed the topic.
Valentine leaned on the boss's chair and rolled his eyes.
"No one who has anything to do with this world is happy. Everyone has their own tragic past. It's just a matter of seeing who is worse..."
"Can you let him experience the power of the key? Maybe he won't be able to survive it."
"Indeed." The system rarely agreed with Valentine's idea. "If the dragon hadn't suddenly appeared, you might have died of pain in the mental space."
"Of course you can't underestimate other people's willpower."
"I understand." Valentine looked at the ceiling in a daze. "I really didn't expect that he would actively infect himself with ore disease for revenge, just to gain more power."
"Didn't you do the same thing at Buttermore? In order to save Xing Yihuang and Black Gloves, you ate a lot of Origin Stones yourself."
Valentine nodded.
"Because in this world, I have nothing but them. If anyone dares to fucking attack them, I will beat that guy until God doesn't know him."
"Ha." The system laughed dryly, and the light blue figure trembled in Valentine's mind. "I hope you can stick to this idea in the future."
"Does this need to be said?" Valentin dismissed the system's reminder.
"Everyone can talk big words, but when those things actually happen, not many people can stick to their true intentions." The system said something unclear and disappeared into Valentine's mental space.
At the same time, the door to Valentin's office was opened, and Leonid placed a document on the table.
"These are the matters you will discuss in detail with other bosses when you attend the banquet. Please take a look."
Valentin nodded and opened the white paper on the table.
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Colombia.
Dr. Herrington was sitting in his office, scrolling boredly on his cell phone. It has been a month since he resigned from Rheinland Life Insurance Company, and he has had a great time during this time.
After losing his mental baggage, he relied on his superb medical skills to get a well-paid job in a private hospital. The price was that he lost the opportunity to explore higher-level medical theories.
But in the face of reality, that knowledge is not even as important as a Longmen coin.
After all, Longmen coins can fill your stomach, and those medical theories that are too high-profile will be a bunch of useless data once they lose official support.
Dr. Herrington, who had given up his desire for knowledge and was surrounded by cruel reality, felt... he had never felt so good.
Although he left Rhineland life, Dr. Herrington still had contact with his former colleagues. Just now, he received a piece of blockbuster news in his circle of friends.
Dr. Hemmer resigned, for unknown reasons. In less than a minute, the comment was viewed 109 times and received 78 likes. At the same time, in an X-mail group called "Rheinland Life Small Group", a group of confidential researchers who were still working were discussing Dr. Hemmer's resignation.
Although Dr. Herrington resigned, he did not leave the group. This was not an official group, it was a place where researchers chatted and chatted on a daily basis, so he was not kicked out, and on the day he resigned, many colleagues sent their blessings to Herington in the group.
At this time, what a researcher said caused a heated discussion among the people in the group.
"Dr. Hemmer, the leader of the Balrog Project, has resigned, and the conflict between Director Seria and the top management of Rheinland Life has become increasingly serious. So what should we do with the Balrog experimental subjects?"
"Will you leave it to Andrea to continue?"
"Doctor Andrea is dead. Rumor has it that she was killed by her experimental subject, which was Isis who escaped from the institution that day."
Dr. Herrington took a sip of coffee and scoffed at what his former colleague had said. He knew Isis best, he was a medical warlock, and he was still a super cute little boy. How could he have the strength to kill Andrea, that "god of death"?
"Isis also ran away with the dragon...a pair of pitiful desperate mandarin ducks."
"Some people say that Dr. Hemmer took the Balrog with him when he left his job. Do you think this is true?"
As soon as this sentence appeared, the entire group fell silent. Soon, that message was retracted.
A few seconds later, the idle researchers began to discuss what to eat for lunch, and no one discussed the subject again.
Click.
"Good morning, beautiful lady." Herington put down his coffee and nodded to the Luper standing in front of the table.
"What happened to Rhine Life recently?" The Luper man was not polite. He opened the small refrigerator on Dr. Herrington's desk and took out a bottle of Feizhai Happy Water.
"Drinking Coke early in the morning is not a good habit..." Dr. Herrington shook his head helplessly.
“I did get an interesting piece of news when I was checking Moments just now. I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
The Luper man sat on the sofa, staring at Herington with his red eyes, without any expression on his face.
"Okay." Herrington shrugged. "It's no fun talking to you."
"Dr. Hemmer seems to have left Rhine's life, taking Balrog with him. You should know the importance of Balrog. However... this is just speculation among researchers. I cannot guarantee the authenticity of the news."
The Luper sat on the sofa with his head lowered in thought, his fiery red hair hanging on his chest. If you ignore the expression on her face that someone owes him 50 million Longmen coins, this Luper is indeed a rare beauty.
"At least it's more in line with my aesthetics than that film." Dr. Herrington looked at the red-haired Luper and commented silently in his heart.
"Are you sure?" Luper's voice was as cold as the expression on her face.
"Not sure." Herrington spread his hands. "Now that I have left the Rhine life, where can I go to prove to you that it is true or false?"
The girl nodded, threw the empty bottle into the trash can, put on her hood and left the office. Her footsteps were so light that Herington could not hear any sound, and it seemed that she had been training for a long time.
"It's a pity that such a good girl is a killer... Speaking of female cadres in the integration movement, there are no bad-looking ones..." Dr. Herrington muttered and continued his ordinary day.
