At the beginning, the strangulation operation was also smooth sailing.

He only haunts at night, snatching what he wants, and killing the mercenaries he sees as he passes. There was no other reason, no hatred, just because he was strong enough and because there were no consequences for them to be killed.

However, he once tried to kill a group of mercenaries after a hearty battle...... The other party said that they were entrusted by the elf directors.

- Huh? So what?

"Then you can let him come to Downtown to trouble me."

The strangler sneered indifferently, "I never accept threats from others. ”

With that, he crushed the chip they were escorting......

But after pretending to be forced, the strangulation still cautiously killed all the mercenaries.

But for some reason, this thing still leaked out.

The "sponsor" of Shangcheng District, who had originally contacted him and regarded him as a "treasure", was suddenly liquidated by the Enforcement Department, seized all enterprises, and was expelled to the ground.

——The great man who was high up in the sky lost his life because of him, a humble ant.

And the strangulation did not realize the imminence of the crisis at all.

It was Hang's twenty-fourth birthday, and he went early to pick up the handmade luxury cake he had ordered from the best cake shop in Uptown.

Because of this, he narrowly escaped.

When he returned, he found that the Black Tiger Group's field had been besieged by people.

The group of black-clothed people from the executive department were uniformly dressed in black trench coats, holding non-lethal weapons, and their pupils were flowing with a uniformly colored light.

They came in large groups to exterminate the "Black Tiger Group that destroyed the important chips of the directors".

The man in the lead is a young man with antlers with a stinky face.

From him, the strangulation experienced for the first time...... What is truly powerful.

He finally understood what he had done wrong-

The Black Tigers were the most powerful no-coder organization in Downtown at the time, and there was no one.

But the young man just flicked the lighter slightly, and instantly exploded the uncensored person with heavy firepower within a radius of hundreds of meters in front of him and an entire street into minced meat.

The blood mist that filled the neighborhood was scattered. The shattered corpse lay on the ground.

The real battle is over in an instant.

That overwhelming power deeply shocked the strangulation.

He realized that maybe he wasn't strong enough. He stopped where he was, not even daring to show his head.

The survivors shot at them like crazy - they were probably really scared crazy.

But the dense rain can knock down those men in black like mowing grass, but it has never been able to knock down the antlered boy.

Overlapping ripples echoed around him, intercepting them all.

Strangulation did not dare to confront him at all.

His first instinct was to hurry home, pack his things and run away.

But the strangulation found that all the prosthetics transplanted in his mother's body had been deactivated—as his "superiors" were liquidated, all the resources under his control were reduced to zero in one day, and the prosthetics that were transplanted before were remotely deactivated by the Cyber Security Department. She was crippled again, and worse than before...... Because of the sequelae of her tuberculosis, she remodeled her lungs into electronic lungs.

Strangler tried to flee with her on his back, but the prosthetic body was too heavy. He also doesn't disassemble the prosthesis, and his movement speed becomes extremely slow.

And then, the uncensored ones started shooting at him.

- The Executive Department did not even notice the strangulation, but the strangulation of those who had offended before, and in desperation they wanted to drag the strangulation into the water.

At this time, the strangled mother took the opportunity to block these bullets for him.

"Run, Mahavira......"

She ended up crying, "Don't be controlled anymore...... It's Mommy I'm sorry for you......

"Run, Mahapila! Don't be taken advantage of anymore...... The companies in Uptown, the scum in Downtown, all of them are not to be trusted! And that damn man...... Don't trust any of them anymore!

"Remember your name, Mahavira! You are not strangling, you are Mahavira!

"You are a great hero - you have to live for yourself!"

She said that, without even giving the strangulation a chance to respond, she shot herself and pierced her own head.

He gave birth to him, named him "Hero" by himself, left his last words and died.

But at that moment, Strangulation felt like his sanity had evaporated.

knew that this was a dead end, but he turned back. Kill those who dare to shoot themselves first.

Then, he decided to fight for the antler-studded boy.

That irrational behavior may be mixed with anger, or remorse, or it may be that he simply doesn't want to live.

Strangling thought to himself, he should at least be able to exchange one for one and kill the other party's leader.

But at the moment when the strangulation tried his best and touched the opponent's body.

All he could hear was a loud bang in his head, and in an instant he was bleeding and completely unconscious.

And the whole time, the boy didn't even look at him squarely. His shoulders were always relaxed, and even when he was strangled and approached, there was no trace of fear or nervousness at all.

What was finally engraved in the memory of the strangulation was the indifferent, calm, and sarcastic glance of the young man.

When Strangler wakes up again, he finds himself in a hospital in Uptown.

And an elf boy with black hair and red eyes was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a smile.

No one knows exactly what they talked about.

When Strangulation returns to Downtown, his personality becomes calm and low-key.

It took him three months to find his father, who escaped as soon as possible, and not only was he unharmed, but he even took a lot of property with him.

He's already back in the ring in other parts of the downtown.

Road 302, Area F, Recycling Plant District, comes to an end. It was too small, not even a tenth the size of the ring that was originally strangled and raised.

And this time, Strangulation appeared as a challenger.

After easily defeating his father, who was starting to become a little old, and ignoring the other party's pleas and not hesitating to hang him, he obtained the ownership of the ring and the opposing force with the rules of the underground black fist.

After that, Strangler stripped off his father's tiger skin and made himself a tiger skin vest.

His mother left him many last words.

But unfortunately, the vast majority of them are obvious and impossible to do.

Not controlled by the company? Don't mix with the scum?

Become a great hero? Live only for yourself?

…… It's like a fairy tale.

But, after all, that's his mother. He was the only person in this world who didn't want to kill him even after he got angry.

Her last words must be taken a little seriously. Let's do as much as I can.

Strangling thought about it, and felt that he might only be able to do one thing.

That is to put that "damned man" to death.

- Ah, that's a good way to say.

He should have died a long time ago.

After strangling the man who had been suffering to himself since childhood, he used the jiu-jitsu he originally taught himself. Strangler felt like he was finally free—he was no longer a thug, but a "boss" and a leader.

From that dilapidated little ring, a new organization was established.

The White Lion Group, the complete opposite of the Black Tiger Group, is the name of his organization.

He was the first to propose the "rule of silence": no one should attack the big people in the upper city, and no one should leak information about the lower city in the upper city - in short, no one should cause trouble or betray anyone.

He had paid the price of blood for the testimony of this law.

Compared to those young people in the lower city who don't know the height of the sky...... At only twenty-four years old, he has become as cautious, timid and mature as a middle-aged man.

After much thought, he gave up the name Mahavira.

With the death of the last man who knew his name, no one in the world knew about the man who should never have been born in the first place, with blood on his hands and human life on his body, who deserved to die.

At some point in the past, he was called ...... "Great Hero" by someone.

Originally, I wanted to take a leave of absence today, and the cat is the king of leave, so there is no shortage of this day...... But I lay on the bed and thought about it again, but such a serious matter is not suitable as an excuse to take time off to fish. Because at the moment of taking leave, I feel that my mood is relaxed and happy. So I immediately realized what I really thought – I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be lazy. Then I don't think I should have taken a leave of absence on such an occasion or under such an excuse. This is not right.

So I got up in the middle of the night and wrote two chapters, and now at 4:34, I can sleep peacefully this time...... But tomorrow's typos may be corrected later......

Of course, this is my request to myself, and you should not use this to kidnap other authors, after all, everyone's personality, handling and understanding are different......

At last. Silence.

(End of chapter)