Around the same time, a young man and woman come to meet York Maroney, the current leader of one of Gothic City's biggest gangs, the Maroney family, a butcher with extremely unstable nerves. It is said that when he was younger, he inhaled an overdose of tear gas during a bank robbery, and as a result, he became extremely insane and cruel.

"Mr. Maroni. There's a circus clown looking for you. Maroney's bodyguard is a giant man as strong as a brown bear," he says, "and he wants you to invest in his circus." ”

"Huh?" Mr. Maroney closed his eyes as he took out a large revolver and pointed at his men, "You're going to tell us about this kind of thing, too?" ”

The bodyguard was glared at by Maroni, sweating nervously, if it weren't for the man outside the door who made him feel an inexplicable fear and panic, he wouldn't have come to report this kind of. Mr. Bodyguard tried his best to calm down, "Boss, he said that if you can see your face, he will tell you the true identity of the Night Stalker. ”

Maroney opened his eyes, and it was an interesting thought.

Relative to a clown.

"What will he know?" "Take him in, give him two minutes, and if I'm not satisfied, send him down the drain to feed the mice." ”

"You'll be satisfied! Dear Lord Maroni! An exaggerated, high-pitched voice appeared behind Maroney's back, startling him to his feet.

"How did you get in!" Maroni's leader pointed his gun at the clown in front of him, and all five bodyguards in the room raised their guns.

"I'm one of my men outside the door!"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, Mr. Maroney." The clown sliced his cheek open with a sharp blade, revealing an exaggerated smile from the corners of his mouth to his ears, wearing a purple trench coat that no one would wear, his hair was smeared with thick wax and stood up on his face, his face was as white as wall powder, and there was a capital pink letter "J" on his belt.

This clown is none other than Xiao Yan. The master who controls his body at this time is Mr. Jack Garripa. He looked at the gang leader and smiled, "I just put them to sleep, Mr. Maroney." ”

"Asleep?"

"Yes, asleep. Eternal sleep hahaha, Mr. Maroney! The clown burst out laughing maniacally.

Without hesitation, Mr. Maroney and his bodyguards opened fire, and the bullet slammed into an invisible wall within striking of the clown's immediate vicinity, clinking to the ground.

"What!" Before the bodyguards could finish exclaiming, the other party drew out a long sword that was generally cold and shining, and slashed over one of the bodyguards with one sword.

As soon as the clown reached out and grabbed it, one of the bodyguards was pulled by an invisible force, and he slammed into the sword straight and stabbed him through.

"Ahhh The bodyguards ran out of bullets in panic, and before they could replace their magazines, a corpse was smashed at them. At the moment of being smashed, they were torn apart as if they had been hit by a twelve-pound cannonball.

"You are?" Mr. Maroni was about to run away when suddenly the first bodyguard to be cut to the ground jumped up from the ground and grabbed him by the neck.

"Ugh! Belch! Mr. Maroney tried to shout for him to let him go, but his throat was choked and slowly lifted, and his feet were hanging in the air and his throat was unable to speak. His face was red from suffocation, and he struggled desperately with his legs.

How? What's going on? Necromancer? The suffocating gang leader looked in horror at the bodyguard who grabbed him by the throat. The bodyguard's face had been split in half, his chest was torn open to reveal ribs and a broken heart, but he had choked his own throat.

"Mr. Maroni." The Joker's eyes looked directly at the suffocating Maroni leader, "I heard you have a playground!" I want to borrow it and use it. ”

"I suggest you let Mr. Maroni go." A voice rang out from behind, causing the clown to look back.

A handsome man in a decent black suit appeared outside the door, with a rose pinned to his chest and sparkling blue eyes, beautiful and dangerous.

"Hani, look we've got a new toy!" Galadia said happily, "Give him to me, I promise not to shoot his little heart with a bow and arrow!" ”

"Okay dear, I'll take good care of our little Maroni." Xiao Yan walked towards the inner room with his prey, and suddenly turned around and said to the man solemnly before entering the door: "By the way, I don't know the name of this gentleman yet." ”

"I'm the executive captain of the Maroney family, ...... Halfa"

"Ahhhh Xiao Yan waved his hand and walked towards the inner room without looking back.

"I'm Halfarar, you can call me Halfa, Rose Messenger Halfa." The gentleman with the rose said to Galadia, "I'll go and say hello to Mr. Clown when I'm done with you." ”

"I'm afraid you won't have this opportunity." Galadia's face was full of charm and excitement that she had never felt before, "I can tell you're going to be a good toy." ”

Halfa's pupils tightened suddenly. He was already gathering his strength and preparing to strike with all his might, but the girl in front of him was already wielding a baseball bat and pounced like lightning.

"So fast!" Before Khalfa could act, countless bright red petals poured out from behind him and swooped down on the enemy in front of him.

Galadia rushed in front of the enemy in an instant, and flashed to the side with a light toe. The rose petals swept like a whirlwind of sharp blades over where she had just stood, and the solid marble slabs were instantly shattered into white powder.

"Not bad~" Galadia flashed to Halfa's left side, stretching out a slender finger across his beautiful chin.

"Hell!" In normal times, Halfa would have found this move tempting. But at this time, he could only feel the chill of death. Your own rose is completely unable to keep up with the speed of the enemy!

"Hurricane of Death!" Halfa shouted and output his strongest move.

"Ah~ I can't help it." Galadia smiled as she dodged his attack, "It's not fun to be too fast." ”

The baseball bat slammed into Halfa's lower abdomen, and the handsome man immediately bent down like a shrimp and spat out his stomach juices from his mouth.

"Spare your life, spare your life!" Alpha confessed with great decisiveness, and begged with all his might to be spared.

"Huh? Is it just the beginning and the end? Galadia hesitated to knock the baseball bat down, "It's embarrassing!" ”

"You madman......" Khalfa's eyes showed a hint of coldness, "Die! ”

In the seconds of the delay in begging for mercy, Halfa's death hurricane had formed, and thousands of rose petals swirled around Galadia towards her. The soft petals were like sharp blades, and the sofa, lamp, coffee table, and a few flies that persisted in the cold were instantly dismembered.

"In the face of my 360° no-dead angle attack, you can't escape hahaha...... Ha? Mr. Halfa, who was about to rejoice, suddenly saw the strangely beautiful girl in front of him turn into a virtual figure, and walk gracefully out of the almost impenetrable array of roses, looking at him like a cat looking at a mouse that has been caught.

"What kind of ability do you have?" As soon as he spoke, the metal bat smashed his head with a thud.

"Dodge~ What else is it?" Galadia wiped the blood from her bat and said, "You don't have enough little petals!" ”

Mr. Maroni was thrown into the office by Xiao Yan, and before he could speak, he was tied to the desk.

"Dear Mr. Maroni." The clown Xiao Yan took out a white square scarf and spread it on Mr. Maroni's face, then turned around and picked up the bucket on the side, "I'm a gentleman who loves cleanliness, I'll wash your face first and then discuss business." ”

Mr. Maroni, who was the boss of the gang, immediately understood Xiao Yan's intentions, and screamed to stop him, "Slow, what did you want just now?" Amusement parks? It's yours, it's yours! Don't! ”

"Hahahaha! What did you say? Xiao Yan pressed the square towel on Mr. Maroni's face, lifted the bucket and poured it down, "What did you say?" I can't hear you! Hahahahaha! ”

……

In this world, there is a world-specific attribute called Domination. Whenever they control more than 1000 people, the Contractor gains an additional point of Dominance, which adds 1 additional Attack Damage, 1 Defense and 1 Health in the world. They will lose this bonus when they leave this world.

The +1 effect may seem like a chicken rib, but as long as you control enough people, you can still become strong.

There are more than 30 million inhabitants living in Gothic City, and if you take them all under your command, the contractor has more than 30,000 defenses, attacks, and health bars, which can literally stand up to the gods.

Of course, this is theoretical.

Located on the east coast of the Federation, Gothic is the largest and most prosperous city on the planet, the center of finance and trade, the throne of medicine and genetic technology, and more than 30 million people live and live in this great city. The Gothic Stock Exchange and the Futures Exchange carry out more than 500 billion transactions per day. The world's economic lifeblood is pinched in the hands of this city.

Similarly, strong men and monsters from all over the world are entrenched in the city.

And Sir William Musk, the ruler of Gothic City, is the richest man in the city and the world. In his early 30s, he owns more than 50% of the shares of the Musk Group and absolute control, and the second-largest shareholder has less than 15% of the shares.

More than a third of the people in Gothic City work for the various properties under the Musk Group's name.

"Well, I've decided, and it's up to William Musk to do our goal." The corners of Xiao Yan's mouth were grinned at an exaggerated angle, some like a smiling face, but it only took a glance to see the exposed flesh and bones. The owner of this face seems to be able to double his happiness by self-harming in this way.

"But Your Excellency. How do we do that? At the long table in front of Xiao Yan, there were more than a dozen leaders of large and small gangs in Gothic City.

In a few days, with the help of the intelligence of Galadia's previous world, Xiao Yan physically persuaded these villains one by one, forcing them to gather under his banner.

The leaders sat tremblingly in their chairs, and behind them stood bodyguards who were equally terrified.

"Ah, Maroni." Xiao Yan turned his head to look at him, the corners of his torn mouth omitting him from smiling, "It's simple, Maroni." Let your men do it. I'll get in the way. ”

"But, there's the Night Stalker." The other leader said cautiously.

"Leave this trouble to me, Mr. Pepelocchi." Xiao Yan walked over and put his arms around the leader's neck, "I heard that your people have always wanted a grand festival. If you want me to say, give it to them! ”

(End of chapter)