I give the world destruction and rebirth

Chapter 497 He is walking on the road.

"Thiago, where should we go for the second round later?" The drunken man leaned on the golden convertible and asked his vomiting companion next to him: "It's only been five drinks and this is it? Have you been weak recently?" "

"Screw you, I just drank in a hurry. Delman asked us to go to the Tiger Stripe Bar on Cross Street later. Stop drinking. There is some trouble there. We have to check it out. Ugh!" The vomiting man is Marion, the little leader of the Valentino Gang, who just took office last month.

The only reason why he took office was that he was given a potion of Greedy Blood and became a superhuman with the help of the drug.

The Valentino Gang has never been static, and under the leadership of Machete, the entire gang has been seeking change.

Trying to switch to white business, from black to white, was the decision made by Machete. Now with the change of the situation, it is also Machete's decision to improve the status of the superhuman elements in the gang and regain the force from white to black.

Two completely opposite changes in direction represented a loss of more than a billion federal dollars, damaging the interests of many senior members of the gang, and gossips continued to ferment.

Of course, this was already two weeks ago. Armed again, relying on the Greedy Blood Potion, the all-superhuman action team completed a bloody internal purge. More than one hundred and fifty Valentinos The middle and high-level members of the gang were killed, and the morale of the entire gang was instantly cleared.

Scimitar is a mature leader, and he knows that he has enough authority to do this, but then it is time for the Valentino Gang to change its leader. No one wants to work under a tyrant who is purging internally.

Gusvota is the next generation leader he selected, but the Valentino Gang is a large-scale force after all. He cannot designate a successor like Emperor Montezuma. Gusvota needs to prove that he has this qualification through his own efforts. .

The only support Scimitar can do for Gusvota is to make him the one who distributes the Greedy Blood potion.

Those precious potions represent the key to a new era for mankind. Each one is extremely precious. The Valentino Gang relied on their influence in the dark field of the Federation for decades to collect a total of them on the black market. Arrived at ninety-two.

Except for the forty action teams, the rest are all in the hands of Gusvota, who will distribute the key to the street fighters who have been rewarded.

The givers of these potions became Gusvota's natural supporters and became an emerging force within the Valentino Gang.

The man driving the car hummed a Latin American song and laughed at Marion, who was still looking listless next to him. He drove the car at a speed of 100 miles on the streets of Night City.

"Slow down, don't drive too fast." Marion shook his head, and the strong wind caused by the speed of the car made him sober: "Don't be targeted by the police, I might be busy for a while tonight."

"Fuck! When did even the traffic police dare to provoke us? It's all that damn law enforcer Tang's fault!" The man driving the car complained, suddenly feeling cold all over his body, as if someone was staring at him from the sky.

The feeling of being watched was so strong that the man driving the car couldn't help but look up to the sky.

But there’s nothing there but neon light pollution from high-rise buildings.

"What the hell, is it going to rain?" The man driving the car shrank his neck and felt his hairs standing on end.

"Shut up! You are not a super human, and you don't know what Tangji represents!" Marion scolded regardless of his brotherly feelings: "Do you know that without him, we would have been wiped out by the new humans of the Beyond Gang? Those superhumans can turn you into an obedient pet dog with just a few clicks of their fingers, or make you die inexplicably!"

"You have only been a superhuman for a few days, and you are already talking to outsiders like this!" The man driving the car was a little confused. It was obvious that he had been hiding jealousy in his heart: "So what if I don't have Tang Ji? I still have a gun, and Brother! This is our territory!"

Marion just closed his eyes and stopped talking. He knew that his brother would never change his mind until he saw the power of superhumans with his own eyes.

Fortunately, tonight is their 'lucky day', and the tiger-striped bar they are going to investigate has something to do with superhumans.

From the outside, the Tiger Stripe Bar looks like other bars in Night City, with a huge and eye-catching glare sign. There are a few gang-style vehicles parked in a parking lot with only seven or eight parking spaces at the entrance.

Ordinary people in Night City know that it's best not to park your car in a parking lot like this unless you want it to be used as a mobile toilet in a bar.

The reason why the Tiger Stripe Bar is called the Tiger Stripe Bar is because the owner of the bar, Alek, was scratched on his face in his early years. The four scars that run through the entire face look like they were scratched by tiger claws.

This bar is located on the street at the junction of the Militia Gang and the Valentino Gang. Now because the Militia Gang has declined, it is actually managed by the Valentino Gang.

Of course, when it comes to management, in fact, the Valentino Gang no longer does the dirty work of collecting protection fees. They usually treat such private bars as a place to break up, and the gang supplies cheap alcohol and addictive compounds. , illegal weapons, and provide some intermediary services.

The bosses like to think that they have a big-name gang covering their heads, so they don't have to be harassed by the gangsters every day, while the Valentino Gang can obtain stable income and a good reputation through this channel, the best of both worlds.

The real battles that take place in the dark are all in the supply chain. Without sufficient force, the trucks of logistics companies will always disappear in the wilderness.

The problem that Alec faced this time was that he had gang connections and helped people get nine fake IDs. He also used gang connections to help the gang contact underground plastic surgeons and help four people have their faces changed.

Up to this point, everything was normal, but three days later, the plastic surgeon was silenced. A sharp-eyed boy saw that it was the customers introduced by Alek who did it, and they were all superhumans.

Of course, the death of the plastic surgeon had nothing to do with Alek, who issued a false certificate. If we were to hold joint and several liability for this kind of thing, we might as well let the Valentino Gang compete for positions in the Night City Government.

But this group of people are all superhumans, which is a taboo, especially in Night City, where matters related to superhumans are under the jurisdiction of the FBAS Bureau. The Valentino Gang must consider Tangji's reaction.

Those superhuman criminals were able to successfully obtain identification documents, change their identities, and even change their faces, all because of Alek's relationship. He must give an explanation to the gang. This is the purpose of his coming here today.

Marion walked into the Tiger Stripe Bar alone. The area was not large, and it could accommodate thirty or forty people dancing and chatting at the top. Several waiters shuttled among the crowd, bringing drinks and more powerful products. When delivered to customers, it looks like business is going well.

Those customers could tell at a glance that he had taken too many drugs. When dancing, his movements were either exaggerated or stiff.

The target he was looking for, the bar owner Alek, was behind the bar. From time to time, his 'tiger' face lifted up from the drink table in front of him, scanning the guests in the bar as if he was sizing up prey.

Several women who wanted to strike up a conversation for excitement were sitting on high chairs at the bar, looking eager to try, but Alec didn't even bother to respond with a look.

Marion must admit that based on his appearance, Alek is a very imposing man. The scars on his face add at least ten years of street experience. At first glance, he looks like the kind of ruthless person you don't want to mess with.

But Marion not only represents the Valentino Gang at this time, but he is now a super human. Even without a gun in his pocket, he has enough confidence to speak in a deep voice like a big shot in an old gangster movie: " Alek, you know the purpose of my coming, right?"

Alek frowned, and the four scars squirmed together like insects, causing unspeakable pressure on the others.

He looked at Marion's distinctively colored vest and the pendant around his neck that represented the Holy Death, and asked, "Have I caused any trouble?"

"Those fake identity certificates you helped apply for last week, where did those people come from, and what does it have to do with you?" Marion sat on the bar, lifted his coat, revealing the prelude revolver with pattern engravings, and those few came out The hunting woman immediately stayed away from this land of right and wrong.

"A customer introduced by a homeless friend outside offered a very high price. What's wrong? The Valentino Gang now wants to find out everything about this kind of thing?" Alec frowned, looking like Like having no idea what happened.

If Marion wasn't a superhuman, he might really believe it.

His clairvoyant eyes clearly saw that in the back kitchen of the Tiger Stripe Bar, nine people were eating. A bag full of cash was thrown on the ground. No one seemed to care.

Marion's ability is clairvoyance, but it only takes effect within ten meters, and it takes a while to prepare. The conversation just now was to save up this time.

Of course he could complete the entire reconnaissance work outside the bar through the outer wall, but that would be too low-status and a bit inconsistent with his current status, not to mention that there is a brother who has been hanging out with him since childhood watching from the car. , it would be outrageous if he sneaked around the bar like a little brat.

But Marion regrets it now. He was too trusting. The relationship between that group and Alek is obviously not as simple as a middleman. Maybe Alec is the leader of this group, and there are nine superhumans in total. Plus a local snake, enough to support the birth of a small gang.

"What are you looking at?" Alec looked at Marion with a half-smile, then looked back at the wall and said to Marion: "Has anyone told you that your pupils will deform when you use your abilities?"

"Huh?" Marion pretended to have a puzzled look on his face. He already stepped off the bar and fell backwards, and the prelude in his hand made a clanking sound.

However, no bullet was fired. Marion fell to the ground like a clown. The music in the bar stopped unknown when, and almost all the guests looked directly at him.

The reason why I say almost is because there are still a few guests who don't know the situation, such as the few women who came out to hunt for beauty just now, and a few white-collar workers who can tell at a glance that they don't often come to this kind of place. They look at it with some horror. Looking around, he was a little afraid of the sudden silence.

Marion looked at the bar door, which was only a dozen meters away, with a flash of despair in his eyes. The low-probability event that the prelude was stuck was definitely not an accident.

And those guests who didn't seem normal before now seemed to be probably someone's puppet. Marion observed the guests in a flash of lightning. A guest who had been standing in the dark was now standing under the light, pale. With her rosy cheeks and dull eyes, she looks like an extra from the set of "The Walking Dead".

The first person to break the deadlock was the woman who planned to seduce Alek. The next target she had chosen before was now turning her head 180 degrees to look at Marion.

"What a pity. I originally wanted to hide it for a few more days." Alek smiled like a real tiger at this time, and the scars on his face glowed red: "Is Scimitar okay? Has he forgotten me? Forgot the scar on my face?"

"Do you want to enmity with us?" Marion turned over, stood up and looked at Alec and asked loudly: "You have killed so many people, and agents from the FBAS Bureau will come to your door!"

"So what if they come? That bastard Tangji has curbed our thoughts and restricted our freedom. Are we just going to watch all this happen?" As Eric said, he opened the door to the kitchen with force. 's door.

Several grinning superhumans came out of it and asked Alek with a smile: "Is it open again? I'm afraid your store won't be open for a few more days."

"After tonight's work, we should withdraw." Alek shrugged and pointed at Marion: "The local gangs are not very polite, so I will leave it to you to deal with."

Marion looked around, at the group of long-dead guests, and then at the superhumans coming out of it. Thinking of the vision that happened to his brother when he was in the car, Fulinxinzhi asked loudly : "Aren't you afraid of law enforcer Tang Zhizhi if you do this?"

"Who?" the leader of the superhumans asked back: "What can he do if he knows? By the time he knows, we will have left Night City long ago!"

"You people in Night City are all sick. I can even hear the name Tangji. If you ask me, I should give him a hard blow! Fuck Tangji! Fuck the FBAS Bureau." !" The superhuman shouted loudly, and then was ignited by a gray-black flame from the inside out.

The flame was so fierce that the first person who fell didn't make any sound. The gray-black flame seemed to be spiritual and soon ignited two other superhumans, including the bar owner. Alec.

Everything happened so fast that Marion didn't react at all, but immediately, Marion's first action was to kneel on the ground with one knee, looking up at the gray-black flames, his eyes filled with admiration.

PS: I feel alive