"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"
The laughter came and went, the timbre and tone were exactly the same, so synchronized that they almost resonated.
The reason is of course... Lin En and his clones are very happy.
"How about it, Kara, I'll just say that I make money the fastest."
Lin En is really proud, because this time he not only made money, but also harvested a wave of souls and added a batch of equipment.
As for that extra laundry detergent...
Pour it into the sewer. I hope there are no rats raising turtles in the sewers of Nazionale City.
"Mr. Lin En, why didn't you just take action?"
Kara is more concerned about this issue.
"Do it directly?"
Lin scratched his chin, feeling that the question didn't seem to require an answer, but he answered it anyway.
"Just do it, where is my happiness?"
Kara:? ? ?
……………………
For many days in the next few days, Linn and Kara basically guaranteed to go on a mission every day.
The rest of the time, maybe watching anime, maybe eating, maybe the duo fighting Fiora, maybe recuperating from injuries.
Overall, time flies by very quickly, and Linn feels that life is very interesting.
However, the underground forces in Naxino City don't think so.
At first, they heard the story of a little dwarf and a cripple on crutches.
Then there is the story of a little man on crutches and a guy in a wheelchair.
Then there is the story of a dwarf in a wheelchair and a psychopath.
A strange... organization seems to have appeared in Nazionale City.
So far, the only information that can be learned is that members of this organization are accustomed to ganging up on gangsters, and they usually work in pairs, and each has a disability of varying degrees.
The gangs in Nazionale City have tried to find ways to stop these thieves, but their efforts are often in vain and they can do nothing. Instead, they send more weapons and equipment to the other party.
As more and more people were imprisoned, these tasks finally became completely unstoppable.
They decided to join forces.
…
Ancient villa, candles, long table, red tablecloth, brass candlesticks, silver tableware.
The person who presided over this entire "joint meeting" was the oldest, most prestigious, and most powerful... underground force in Nasino City.
Brown family.
They are also underground forces in Naxino City, and the other people can only do some less positive businesses, where they can only make money by squatting in the gutter.
But what the Brown family does is a semi-monopoly business with the upper class.
For example, during the early days of Prohibition, alcohol was bought and sold.
For example, buying and selling cigarettes during a period when cigarette taxes are raised.
For example, cooperation with major pharmaceutical companies and research institutes.
The Brown family already has the strength and confidence to be an upper-class person in people's eyes.
But they don't seem to have this ambition, and they naturally have criminal genes.
For many years, they have never left this city, or even this castle. The main members of the Brown family of each generation grew up here, took over the company here, and passed it on to the next generation.
Dealing with the Brown family is the most proud thing for these scoundrels who always love to disguise their identities.
But now, they are sitting at the same table, using the same tableware, discussing the same thing.
Because the affairs of the Brown family have also been destroyed by those disabled guys.
Ding ding ding~
The etiquette of aristocrats is always complicated, which makes them different from ordinary people, which means that they are essentially separated from the working class.
"Everyone, welcome to the Brown family."
Sitting at the head of the long table is the organizer of today's banquet, the owner of this building, and the head of this generation of the Brown family.
Although he looked a little thin, the owner of the Brown family, who was very powerful, tapped his wine glass with his dining knife and stood up.
"I believe that everyone is sitting here today because we have a common goal, to be precise, a common enemy."
Brown reached out and motioned to the person sitting next to him: "Mr. Neville, in the past ten days, we have lost three warehouses and dozens of loyal men."
Then, he slowly motioned to the second person at the bottom: "Mr. Conderson, lost his gambling house."
Then came the third person: "Ms. Melavov..."
The fourth person: "Mr. Garia..."
The fifth place...
The sixth place...
…
Finally, Brown pointed to himself: "Our Brown family has lost a transportation line, four warehouses, a training base, and two factories..."
He recited calmly, and stretched out a finger to point to the empty seat on the long table: "At least we are still sitting here."
Everyone sitting there looked at the empty seats pointed by Brown, with sad expressions on their faces.
Those few are already dead. Uprooted.
"Gentlemen, I don't know when you think the life and death moment is. But now, everyone, it is you, I, and our life and death moment."
Mr. Brown's voice was not very loud, but his words were very seductive. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, someone at the dinner table couldn't suppress their inner anger and slapped the table.
"Fake! Those two lunatics!"
"Everyone, everyone!"
Brown raised his voice slightly, pressed his hands down, and continued: "I know that you, or our former companions, have also tried to make some responses or resist.
And everyone knows the result. "
Ding~
After tapping the wine glass, a curtain hung down from the spacious mezzanine staircase on the back wall of the hall, and the lights in the hall were also extinguished a lot, making it very dark.
A beam of light hits the black curtain, and lines and colors begin to appear.
The simple and blurry picture shows two people, facing a crowd of people surrounding them, killing everyone.
Then the next one, the next one, the next one...
Until the playback ended, the lights were turned back on, and black and white spots like snowflakes appeared on the curtain. Everything is silent again, with a hint of noise.
"As you can see, gentlemen."
Brown sat down, half-raised his eyelids, and cut the bloody steak on his plate expressionlessly. The sharp knife rubbed against the precious porcelain plate, making a series of teeth-searing sounds.
Brown was using so much force that you could see his shoulders shaking.
"Everyone, look. This steak is very tough, but it still can't stop the knife from cutting it.
Its resistance is meaningless to me holding a table knife. "
Brown put the cut pieces of steak into his mouth and chewed them carefully.
"I believe you have made other attempts, Ms. Mera. You have tried to bribe the other party, right."
Mera, who is about forty years old and wearing fine jewelry, is a typical white woman. Although she looks in her forties, her actual age is just over thirty.
To be able to be qualified to sit at this table at such a young age, Meera did not rely on force or brains.
But it's very simple, give.
Mera, who is engaged in the skin and flesh business and the human organ business, has a lot of resources and uses her beauty to win over various opponents, friends, and even higher-ups.
Since this has always been the case, of course she did the same this time.
"Hmm. Not bad."
Meera stretched out her hand with red nails, picked up the wine glass, and then sighed: "But, alas, there was no result. I tried various methods, really, various methods.
It's no use, no use at all. Those two are just like...disabled. Yes, disabled! "
Brown smiled and looked at the other person: "Blake, what about you."
"Of course I chose to fight them to the end. But, hell, I don't know how. I tried to hire some top killers and mercenaries. Oh my God, they charged really high prices.
But when they heard the goal I described, they all... fell silent. "
"Then what."
Someone asked.
"Then no."
Blake took a big sip of red wine, just like he drank beer and rum, and said angrily: "They seemed to be very scared and afraid of something. Most of them just threw the phone down, and some gave vague reminders." Give me a break."
"How did they remind you?"
"Good luck."
Blake frowned with thick eyebrows, looking very puzzled: "They said: Good Luck! After that, I couldn't get through those guys' calls, not even one of them."
Many people present also nodded, looking very confused.
Those mercenaries, those killers, they are usually outlaws. As long as they are given money, they dare to do any life-threatening business.
But this time, it was strange, very strange.
After they related each other's information, they realized the crux of the problem: it seemed that the desperadoes had collectively rejected the order from Nazionale City.
Many people were shocked and vaguely felt that something was not right.
This is so abnormal.
It doesn't make sense.
unless……
Ding~
"Everyone."
Brown tapped the cup again, and after attracting everyone's attention, he wiped his mouth with a napkin, put it aside, stood up, and said: "I know what you are thinking, and there is actually nothing that can't be said.
At this point, I believe everyone understands what problems we have to face. "
After looking around in silence at everyone and making eye contact with everyone, Brown continued: "We have provoked a very powerful enemy.
Very strong.
So strong that once those killers and mercenaries guessed who we wanted to hire them to deal with, they rejected us without hesitation.
The attitude they expressed has already stated their thoughts. Although they are desperadoes and earn money by selling their lives, they don't want to die in vain.
Letting them deal with our enemies, in their eyes, is a complete courtship of death. "
The crowd roared.
Brown tapped his cup again.
“Guys, this isn’t the worst part.
The worst part is that our enemy does not accept surrender, nor reconciliation, nor even any method that can allow us to survive.
anyone. "
On the curtain behind him, the picture continued to play.
Although the hall was brightly lit at this time, making the pictures on the curtain look very distorted, these big bosses in Nasino City could still easily understand the pictures on the curtain.
It was killing, non-stop, killing without sparing anyone.
This is one of the jobs they are most familiar with.
Whether it's because of some strange hobbies or wanting to enforce certain "rules" by doing it themselves, these bosses have all done similar things themselves.
As for the death scenes that appeared in front of him as a matter of course after giving his order, they were countless.
However, they never thought that one day, they would become "animals" being micro-hunted by others.
Maybe, they thought about it, but they just didn't expect it to be so soon. Or maybe they have been deliberately trying not to think about these things.
But now, it's too late.
"Mr. Brown, what do you want to do? Why don't you just say it."
"Yes, Mr. Brown."
"Mr. Brown, you must have a way, right?"
Stretching his hands flat and pressing down, Brown had an unconcealable smile on his lips.
He waved his hand, and the attendants around him retreated. By the way, he also took away all the boss's personal subordinates.
The sound of wind and rain covered Mr. Brown's words, but the faces of the big guys seemed to have a little doubt, confusion, and distrust.
A few minutes later, the subordinates who had been taken out earlier were called back into the house, and then never came out again. Also disappearing into the house were the big guys.
The candle shadow swayed, and Mr. Brown was the only one left in the huge living room, sitting at the head of the long table, cutting the bloody steak.
There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
………………
Looking up at the door in front of him, Linn curled his lips. For such a castle, just heating when the weather is cold is a huge expense. This person looks stupid at first glance. How could he have the ability to gather in Naxino City? People come to deal with themselves.
"Kara, did you see it wrong?"
"No way, Mr. Linn, my eyesight is much better than yours."
"Okay, then. You go to the top of the building, go in from there, and act as the situation arises."
"Um."
"Wait a minute, I said you'll just have to wait and see..."
"I know. Bag order ready."
"No card, just jewelry and cash, remember!"
Opening the door, Lin En walked into the house on crutches.
Passing through the long flower hall, through the dazzling waterside pavilions, through the dark corridors...
Linn saw no one and encountered no obstacles at all.
It's weird, today...
This can't be a trap!
…
Pushing open the wooden door again, Linn finally saw the first person he met after entering the house.
Taking out the photo, Linn compared it: "Are you Brown? You...your family...all quit the Earth?"
"Ah."
Brown was still eating the bloody steak, but his hand holding the knife was trembling.
"Haha, Linn..."
He called out Lin En's name, without the clueless look he had when he was chatting with the big guys in Nazionale City.
"My family is all dead."
He pointed the table knife at Lynn: "My youngest son died at the hands of the woman who lived with you last year.
My eldest son died in your hands four months later.
My daughter…ten days ago, too…Lynn! You damn maggot! You ruined everything for me! "
"Forehead……"
Lin En himself was quite speechless: "I want to make something clear. I don't know who your son is. He didn't call him either!
If he calls out who he is...
Well, if your son died today, wouldn't I know it as soon as you said it? Look, it's your fault, not mine. "
"Lynn—!"
"Here, here. Is this thing edible?"
"Lynn."
Brown suddenly calmed down again.
He smiled, and there seemed to be an abnormal rosiness on his pale face.
"You will die. Soon, soon you will die! You will definitely die! I will wait for you in hell! You will definitely die——!!"
As Brown yelled at the top of his lungs, the building seemed to shake a little, and Linn also saw a drop of blood on Brown's wrist, as well as a blood-red magic circle.
"Hey, are you shaking people?"
A weird, huge figure crawled out from the soil behind Brown. His arms were extremely pale, huge, mottled and intertwined with vertical and horizontal black lines...
Lin En frowned, feeling that something was wrong...
"Kara!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kara appeared in front of Linn.
Linn smiled slightly and retreated behind Kara.
"Go, Kara. Get it!"
It's not my turn to take action on such trivial matters. It only takes a mere Kryptonian to handle it easily...
flat?
The wind howled, and a petite figure came quickly from the front of Lin En's sight.
Bang! With a sound, it flew past Lin En's ear and landed on the wall behind Lin En.
"K-Kara?"
Linn shrank his neck in surprise and showed his double chin.
A Kryptonian, no matter how young she is, she is still a Kryptonian who has been exposed to the sun!
Was he just beaten away like that? ! !
Linn turned around and looked at the big monster that had emerged from the soil.
Nearly three meters tall, strong and shriveled. Deadly still, yet full of life.
He had the face of a dead man, but he was dressed in black and tattered clothes. His eyes were dim and lacking in energy, and his movements were quick but extremely stiff...
This is clearly a living dead.
However, he seems to be a bit too powerful.
"Kara, let's go."
Lin En stood there with a calm expression.
"Mr. Lynn!"
"Kara, let's go!"
"……yes!"
The big man walked up to Lin En with a trembling step.
"What kind of monster is this..."
Lynn muttered.
Then, boom!
The big man slapped it down with one hand, and Linn turned into... a puff of smoke?
…
At the same time, Kara, who was crying, ran wildly outside. She never thought that Mr. Linn, who had always been cynical, would actually do such a self-sacrificial thing at this time.
I blamed him wrongly, I misunderstood him. I want to save him, I must save him!
"Go to Fiora, go to my brother, go to...well!"
"Shh!"
Linn grabbed the running Kara and dragged her to his hiding place.
"This! You...Mr. Lin En, you are not...I just clearly..."
Kara was a little confused.
"Ah hahahaha, that's the clone. It's so dangerous in there, can I stupidly walk in? It's obviously a trap! I said these guys must be..."
"Mr. Lynn."
Kara's tears were still on her face, but her expression was very calm, rational, and solemn.
"ah?"
"You are the most stupid person I have ever seen."
"Hahahaha, everyone said that~"
With that said, Linn took out a mobile phone.
"Crooked? Clark, um, I'm fine. Hey, what can happen? Just playing around, old bat, I don't know, yes, I haven't eaten yet. Is Alfred at your farm? He It’s so leisurely, hahahahahaha, me? I’m fine, I just want to make a phone call and chat, um, um, okay, we’ll chat someday, oh that’s right.
Your sister was beaten and almost killed.
Now?
He is being hunted now. "
(End of chapter)
