Chapter 22: The Godfather of Gangsters
Speeding luxury cars, choking cigars, refreshing drinks that have the same effect as garbage, and a dying sunset are paired with piles of cars in the back of the car... Corpse, when such a life attracts Woburn like a drug, he did not refuse, but fell into it, of course, it is no wonder that he has such three views and hobbies mainly due to his family.
In fact, his life was no different from other children until he was three years old, but since his father lost his job when he was four years old, his life began to go off the rails, his father as a whole except for trying to go into debt by lying on the stinking couch and pouring alcohol, his mother became a stripper in the red light district, and his sister was a veritable bitch, in fact, he witnessed her having sex with his father when he was five years old, but it all ended on the night of his fifteenth birthday, He still remembered his father lying in a pool of blood and angrily asking him why, and he just smiled at him.
He made the only best friend in his life in the juvenile detention center, his name was Ace, and Woburn could not forget his sincere smile, he could not forget the fact that he had pulled himself into the Black Bone Party, and of course, he could not forget the serene appearance of him lying in the coffin.
"Hey~" One of Woburn's most annoying things was being disturbed while handling a corpse, but the importance of the phone call far outweighed his pleasure.
"Woburn? I've found the gang that murdered Ace. โใ
"Really?"
"It's true, that bunch of crumbling strongholds are in the nightclub on Shell Street."
Woburn hung up the communicator and took a deep puff of his cigar, saying that he was not so happy as that he was completely numb to the trivialities of revenge and being revenged.
"Tickets are fifty yuan, and more than fifteen people can get a 9.5 discount." If there's one of the most hypocritical things in the world, it's the smile of a nightclub security guard, and Woburn has seen it hundreds of times.
"Can you give your life a nine-and-a-half discount?" The words that can come out of Woburn's mouth have always been pure.
Gunshots, screams, and the sound of sound in the confusion saw the door of a certain box open silently, accompanied by several daggers that took the head of the target, in fact, the incident of the gangster fire is not within the jurisdiction of the fireflyers, but if it happens in front of the eyes, it is a different matter.
"What the fuck is this... What the hell is it? Woburn had never seen such a scene, and the thirty or so people he had brought with him were lying on the ground within a minute, and the culprit was only a slender woman.
"You know what?" When Li took the dagger back, it was all freshly baked with blood: "I hate being disturbed when I am alone for a pastime. โ
Woburn spit out his cigar and ran away, but it was too pale to run with only his legs in front of Lee, and he didn't even have three steps before he was pierced by the dagger that came from the wind.
In a trance, Woburn seemed to see everyone he had killed, howling in pain, scolding, and accusing, but all that could reach his ears was a few peaceful calls.
Woburn followed the call, and the people around him scattered like rats seeing cats, and he walked on an empty stone road for about five minutes, and the scenery around him was nothing but ruins, but at least he finally saw the source of the call.
Ace's chubby body was facing away from him, still wearing a familiar white shirt, Woburn involuntarily stepped forward, his hand was on Ace's shoulder before he felt a biting cold wind, Ace turned around to reveal the highly rotten face, the mouth called the mouth spewed a pungent stench "You killed me!!!!! โ
Woburn woke up, but instead of the familiar ceiling of his home, he was greeted by the harsh light: "Where am I?" โ
"Queens, my family's... Luxury in an oversized villa with sea views. The sound in his ears alone was enough to make Woburn's head hurt.
"Oh! Selena, you don't have to repeat how superior your villa is, you're about to write rich characters on your face, how did I end up in your house... What about in the lab? Woburn was about to get up, but found that there was no place in his body to move except his eyes and mouth.
"What the hell have you done to me? I treat you well, how can you do this to me? โ
"Treat me thinly? slept with me for one night, hacked my money, and the next day didn't even let me see the shadow and called me to take me not thin? Hmph, but don't worry, I'm not that kind of person, if it weren't for me, you would be lying in the morgue long ago. โ
"Oh!" After a long time, Woburn finally remembered what happened in the nightclub, and you, "Uh... So? โ
"If Aemon hadn't risked being shot into a honeycomb by the rulers and saved you from that damn nightclub, you'd have been sent to the execution ground now, if not dead."
"What about the woman who made me into this virtuous deed?"
"Aemon didn't see her, she seemed to have left after the Rulers arrived."
"I swear I'm going to smash that little... Anyway, how did you save me? โ
"I've put a little hobby of mine on you."
Woben had an ominous premonition in his heart, but no matter how hard he tried, his head didn't move as if it didn't belong to him.
"Oh! Don't move, just listen to me, the dagger you have stuck in your body seems to have some unknown toxin, so I simply amputated your injured arm. โ
"Simply? I wish I could have just cut off some of you that day. โ
"Hey! How can you say that, I saved you! Oh, by the way, we can't stop you from removing the toxins from your limbs, so we transplanted a few mechanical organs for you, and two mechanical arms, and the blood stopped for you, and you can now pray that your wounds don't get infected. โ
"You helped me with the surgery? Didn't you graduate from the Department of Mechanical Engineering? โ
"No, I provide the mechanics, the surgery was done by Simon."
"Who is Simon?"
"Can you handle it?"
Since the first transplantation of the sensing robotic arm to the human body in 2039, this technology has been vigorously developed by scientists in various major countries at that time, until now every soldier will be forced to amputate and replace it with at least one robotic arm when he joins the army, and the power they bring can reach more than three times that of the human innate arm.
Woburn's adaptability is definitely not bad, and he can skillfully operate the newly replaced mechanical arm in just one day, "Eamon, have you found out who that woman is?" โ
"Judging from the information found out now, it seems to be a member of a government organization called Firefly Catcher."
"Firefly catchers?" Woburn has obviously not been a fool in the past ten years, he has long heard of the name of the firefly catcher.
"Boss," Aemon's voice carried a sadness that could not be concealed, "the bodies of the dead brothers don't know where to go. โ
Woburn was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Don't worry, I will help them avenge." โ