Chapter 82. A bunch of bastards

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Councilor Gotham's body twitched slightly, holding his heart with one hand and grabbing Zhou Jinru's wrist with the other, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"You think I don't know how to kill people and want to use you to help the Sakaz people restore their honor and status?"

Zhou Jinru's expression was the same as that of a devil. He whispered: "You think I don't know what you are thinking? The Gotham Council, which was hostile to the Sakaz people, then tried every means to appease them who suffered great pain, and then used rules to let them go. You, after all, you are the congressman, and those demons, driving them into the isolation area is a great mercy, right?"

devil! devil!

Doyle's eyes widened, blood continued to flow from his mouth and nose, and he could feel life passing by.

"Now we have one more thing to do."

Zhou Jinru grabbed Doyle's throat and let the blood flow to his arms and soak into the cuffs. A connecting wire popped out of his right hand and was pressed against the back of Congressman Gotham's neck. In an instant, the two of them sank together and entered the realm of consciousness.



"Doyle was late again today."

Faced with such a question, someone sneered: "He is just a coward. I guess he ran away."

"Quiet, we should give our companions enough time. Doyle's work is very heavy. He alone is responsible for the task of expelling Gotham Sarkaz, and he also has to deal with the Great Banshee. It is inevitable that the plan will be delayed."

The leader sighed silently in his heart. Those who can join the balance of destiny are all outstanding people, either high-level elites or leaders in high positions. Almost everyone is proud to the bone. After all, ordinary people have no ability to see it. A corner of the future, and even less likely to use its own influence to manipulate the situation.

To put it in a very ugly way, ordinary people are not qualified to be spies.

If possible, he would like to give Doyle more time to plan to completely eliminate the Great Banshee, but the situation has changed. Gotham, which was originally a stagnant water, was somehow stirred up by an external force.

It seems someone is coming.

The leader raised his head and saw Doyle appearing at his seat. It seemed that everything went smoothly, only a moment late.

"Doyle..."

Someone said a word, and the Gotham Councilor's body slumped limply on his seat, gradually becoming transparent and about to disappear.

hiss.

Everyone gasped, how could this happen? What happened to Doyle? !

At just this moment, a golden light fell vertically from above their heads, and a bang was heard hitting the middle of the round table!

The man in a black coat smashed the round table with his foot, revealing his white teeth under the mask, and said easily: "Hello, members of the Balance of Destiny."

The first one to react was a female member. She rolled and climbed over the chair behind her, her figure became illusory. She ran and shouted: "Get out! Get out!"

In an instant, a golden light pierced her body, and the female member screamed and disappeared from the realm of consciousness.

Zhou Jinru knew he couldn't kill her, but this was enough to leave a deep impression on her.

He looked around, kicked Doyle's body away, and rubbed his soles on the round table a few times: "Who else is planning to leave early?"

Everyone was silent.

"Very well, you can continue with the meeting and leave me alone."

Are you kidding? How can we have a meeting like this?

Many people cursed Doyle in their hearts. Not only was he caught, but he also brought the enemy here. As expected, the Gotham Council, which is known as an elite group, is simply unreliable!

This arrogant guy must be a defender. I don’t know what the serial number is. Judging from the situation, he must be very high up.

The members of Destiny Balance looked at each other, no one dared to speak first for fear of provoking this devil.

"Do you know what kind of group we are?"

The leader was the first to speak. He was still sitting at the top, indifferent to Zhou Jinru's arrival, and seemed to be more interested.

"You say it and I listen."

"Have you ever truly glimpsed destiny?"

Zhou Jinru mocked: "Including the current situation?"

"Of course not. Your arrival is an accident of fate. Destiny is very difficult to figure out. Even the most terrifying and powerful man can only see a certain moment for a short time. We are all fish. If we can jump out of the water, we have already established ourselves. It is a height beyond the reach of ordinary people. Compared with them dying in ignorance and inaction, few people can understand our pain, so we need friends, companions, and allies."

When he said the last word, the round table under Zhou Jinru's feet suddenly shattered, revealing a dark void!

Zhou Jinru jumped up like a prophet. How could he not know that the leader of Destiny Balance was stalling for time?

He was extremely fast, ignoring the other assembly members, raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, rolled up the surrounding debris and threw it at the leader.

Upon seeing this, the remaining members of Destiny Balance fled in all directions and left the territory of consciousness. They were not warriors and did not have the courage to fight a terrible enemy.

The leader was not at all surprised by the situation. He kicked his legs hard and the high-backed chair tipped backwards. Almost at the same time, a crack opened behind him, and a thick tentacle wrapped around the leader's body and dragged him in. in.

Zhou Jinru was indifferent and punched forward. A beam of golden light instantly caught up with the leader, piercing through his body and tearing apart the tentacles behind him.

Black liquid spilled out, and the leader of the Destiny Balance was also dyed black. He screamed, fell into the crack, and disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Jinru looked at this scene expressionlessly. He already had a certain understanding of the balance of fate.

This group of people are all the privileged class of Terra, and their understanding of themselves has reached an extremely conceited level. They believe that they are a different species from ordinary people, superior to everyone else.

They united to form an organization that trampled on others wantonly, without any moral bottom line, and no concept of country.

No wonder Kelsey wants to target them. These people can incite confrontation and start a war for their own selfish interests.

An unfettered elite hierarchy will cause immeasurable disaster to this land.

He thought that after 1037, the balance of fate should be much more restrained, and continuous heavy losses would make this secret organization more careful.

Zhou Jinru returned to reality, and Doyle beside him was already dead. He still had his eyes open when he died, refusing to close his eyes.

"You're really taking advantage of me."

He crushed the guy's face a few more times, thinking about how to resolve the irreconcilable conflict between the Sarkarz and Gotham.

Before leaving, he picked up a golden badge that fell on the ground. The pattern was a golden scale, and a slender snake was wrapped around both sides of the scale.

"The balance of fate, a bunch of bastards."

The man jumped from the balcony, turned into golden light, and flew into the distance.