The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Of course he has incredible capital. In the new district being built in Sicily, Morrow's gang is considered a giant.

They have at least hundreds of old members, and they are constantly attracting new Luper to join. They are not as powerful as those old gangs, but they are much more powerful than those emerging young people who are not even good at recruiting people.

Morro is the deputy of the gang boss and the right-hand man of the black-haired Rube.

But now everything is gone.

Now he was opposite Morrow, and the strong smell of blood was irritating his nostrils - this was the head of the gangster he regarded as a god, who had been twisted off alive, with the spine still attached.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, the memories Morrow lost before he fell into coma came to mind:

A crazy bastard wearing a simple clown mask rushed into Black Star's gathering place, wearing a purple suit, holding a long knife and crossbow in both hands, and without saying a word, he chopped up melons and vegetables and killed the elite members who maintained the order of the party. .

Morro's boss is very heroic - he restrains Black Star with cruelty and force, so that a bastard like Morro, who is ambitious and has his own conscience, dare not challenge.

So of course he accepted the challenge - and then the giant werewolf in the purple suit roared and smashed his lower body with one claw. Morrow's body, which was boiling with adrenaline and violence, was quickly cooled down by the stench from the broken internal organs.

He almost growled and called for the elite members to shoot the werewolf with crossbows.

However, the giant wolf then transformed back into a human body at an extremely fast speed before the Black Stars fired crossbow arrows at his body that became a target due to its huge size, picked up the weapons that he had thrown away at a specific position due to the beast transformation, and continued to slaughter.

Everyone in the same class as Morrow knew that they were no match for this man.

Naturally, they thought of escaping.

Then the remaining violent roars and the ferocious appearance of beasts tore apart their consciousness.

——Subsequently, the violent impact, the pain of displaced internal organs, the stench of internal organs exposed by disembowelment, and the dying wailing became the last elements that Volro felt when he was kicked into the wall by three feet in the purple suit and fell into unconsciousness. .

Recalling the brutal one-sided fight, Morro quickly calmed down, and his cunning mentality of trying to make some small moves was directly crushed by the cold sweat on his back and the chill in his heart.

Purple Suit is an inhuman thing. He doesn't care about Sicilian rules or the gang's conventions, commonly known as the law of the jungle.

Black Star was wiped out overnight.

Morrow didn't know whether Zi Sui was innocent, but whether he knew it or not, Sicily would kill him and make this madman who ignored the laws of the wolf pack disappear directly.

Even Luper, the elite of Texas known as Colombia, has never done such an arrogant and cruel act of aggression, but Purple Suit did it with ease.

He was going to die anyway, so Morrow didn't dare to anger him. People who live and die wouldn't care about threats or pleadings. It would only make life worse than death for Morrow who tried to make these little tricks.

However, before Morrow could do anything, a big, clammy hand had already pulled his hair and lifted his head up.

The movement of this hand was very rough, pulling the root of Morrow's hair until it hurt, but Morrow did not dare to react at all. He was afraid that the man would find that he had woken up and continue to torture him in order to appreciate his wailing and wailing appearance.

But the owner of this hand pulled Morrow's head not for observation, but for further torture and beating.

boom--

boom--

boom--

……

Only the dull sound of hitting hardwood echoed repeatedly.

When this hand didn't care about Morrow's life and death, and pulled his head up to continue, Morrow's whole face was slapped flat, his lips were pierced by burst teeth, and his nose and mouth were full of blood. Morrow finally wailed. He stood up and asked loudly and vaguely:

"what do you want?!!"

However, the owner of this hand didn't wait for Moreau to finish speaking and put it on his head again.

His head made close contact with the hardwood table.

boom--

boom--

……

When Morrow was pulled up and his head hit the hardwood table again, he finally let out a howl of collapse.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Morrow woke up from the hell of pain and madness. His brain had never been so violently turbulent. Pain, humiliation, rage, resentment... countless emotions were mixed in his brain, creating a whirlpool of murderous intent.

At this moment, his head was fixed on the high-backed chair with extremely thin steel wires. It was itching and painful. He could tell from the feeling that his eye sockets had been cracked and observed a blurry purple lump standing not far from him. distant location.

Chapter 36 One yuan, just one yuan ([-])

Morrow carefully looked at the purple lump.

He didn't dare to move. Sweat and blood flowed down his neck. The cold touch in the warmth told him very clearly: with just a slight pull, the thin steel wire could cut his throat.

Then the powerful Morrow, like those unknown gangsters, lost his name and reputation in the land of Sicily and became an insignificant part of the stinking ditch.

Mordo said nothing, and neither did the purple suit.

But Morrow could feel that the madman in the purple suit was observing his body with a strange gaze, like scanning.

Only a few seconds passed before Morrow broke into a cold sweat. He began to have a vague premonition: this premonition had saved him many times when Murrow was a gangster boy. Whenever death was imminent, There will be painful emotions similar to anxiety in his heart.

It is under such torture that Morrow will try his best to protect himself and leave dangerous places to save his life.

As the silence continued to lengthen, the mood that made Morrow feel more restless became more intense. Morrow knew that this meant that as the silence continued, the purple suit would lose patience and pull the silver wire after repeated torture.

"My name is Morrow, I belong to the gangster Black Star, 31 years old. The boss is the head opposite, and he has died. Although I am Black Star's deputy, I cannot succeed as the leader. Black Star takes orders from the Marvolo family, and is the new boss It will be the Marvolo family or a puppet approved by the Marvolo family. I am not a player that the Marvolo family is optimistic about."

Morrow explained the situation like a bamboo tube, trying his best to package himself as weak, ignorant, and ignorant without posing a threat. All his words had only one meaning: "I am a waste. Killing me will only make people dirty." Hand, please let me go."

After explaining that he had no hope of rising, he began to explain where all the money he had spent in searching for oil and water over the years had gone, and that he planned to spend it to buy his life.

"The total value of the money I got over the years is 50 Longmen coins. I exchanged them specially. The numbers are brand new and you can get them at any time in Longmen or other mobile cities."

"The location is near the Red Neck Bar. Just let me go and I will take you to get the money immediately."

Zi Sui seemed to be seduced by Morrow. He was silent for a long time, as if he was just observing Morrow, which made him so nervous that he dared not speak. Then, a nervous and frivolous male voice sounded in the powerful man's ears.

It's a purple suit.

His speed was very fast. When Morrow vaguely looked at the purple suit and guessed the other party's thoughts, the purple suit had already rushed to Morrow's side. Seeing Morrow's suddenly tense muscles, he bent down to face him. He looked at Morrow's upper and lower right ears and laughed:

"Poor, really pitiful. When did the young man's legend, Black Star's proud and powerful Morro, become like this? Oh, my dear Morro! What changed you? Why do you have to lie here without saying a word? Don’t you dare to say it?”

Like his nervous and frivolous tone, the purple suit nervously used lines from the recent hit Sicilian opera "La Plande et Texas".

This is the bitter and disdainful ridicule of Lapland, who enjoys revenge in the play, towards Texas, who cowardly left Sicily and did not even dare to meet his enemies.

The playwright used magnificent imagination to imagine the unruly appearance of the arrogant and arrogant Lapland and the Last Avenger in line with Sicilian aesthetics when they met Texas, who left the city of hope and killed all the killers who were tracking him.

The playwright boldly imagined that the last Lapland had an extreme longing for the last Texas, and then the extreme longing hatched out the extreme murderous intention.

When she completed her revenge and left Sicily, and saw Texas living a peaceful life, the jealous and dismissive White Wolf killed Texas.

However, Texas, who had been away for a long time without revenge, used her agile skills to tell Lapland that even though a long time had passed, she still had not given up training, maintaining a strong desire to fight and fierce killing methods.

So Lapland was puzzled but not disappointed. She stubbornly held on to the phantom of the past, repeatedly irritating Texas, telling her friends about the past that Texas did not want to mention, and even deliberately telling Texas about the past. Texas took action and forced her to return to those bloody days.

A new series of stories begins from this.

Morrow didn't know what Zi Sui meant when he mentioned this line, but he very wisely chose to remain silent if he didn't understand, waiting for Zi Sui to continue asking him.

"You can call me joker. This is the name given to me by the Sicilians a long time ago. Now, I will add a new meaning to this name."

Joker's hoarse and magnetic voice echoed in Morrow's ears with a strange charm.

"Now, poor, hopeless Morrow, who doesn't know if he can survive, let's talk about your past."

"You are strong and brave, not a womanizer, you obey orders, and you are ambitious. The only shortcoming is that you love money, but you also understand the rules of Sicily and understand that you are not a genius, not to mention the reputations of Lapland and Texas. The Hehe family was destroyed, so you thought of a good idea."

"We all know what ore disease is, how much pain and discrimination it brings to the infected, so in the face of those poor, stupid, stubborn people who are unwilling to sell their ancestral property to you for free, people……"

"Ha ha!"

Joker laughed in Morrow's ear with a tone of joy and joy.

"A silent Originium infection, suddenly exposed and infected Sicilian civilians, and it is said, according to rumors, that there is a special medicine that can suppress the Originium infection."

"Morro got everything he wanted. Even so, he still couldn't forgive these ordinary Luper who didn't give face. So every time someone bought special medicine from him or his men, he would say with regret, Sorry, sir, it’s just a dollar short. But the world is so cruel, this is business.”

"Even if these so-called special medicines only have analgesic effects in the final analysis, you are really amazing, Mr. Morrow."

When Joker's admiring words rang in Morrow's ears, his skin became sweaty at an extremely fast speed.

The thick and elegant clothes, which were specially made for solemnity, were soaked in large pieces with cold sweat.

"Even the 50 Longmen coins you just told me to pay for my life are not even a fraction of the plunder that I have made over the years.

Asking for leave until Thursday

There are very important things from Monday to Wednesday, related to graduation, and Ayan has to fly to deal with it. Don't worry, I will continue to update on Thursday!

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Chapter 37 One yuan, just one yuan ([-])

"No, I'm not the mastermind!"

Morrow subconsciously cried bitterly. When he was not yet a powerful gangster, but just a little gangster hiding in the stinky ditches of Sicily, this was his skill to make a living.

After he climbed up to the Black Star boss's seat little by little, such a posture of groveling and begging for mercy became an unknown black history.

In the eyes of the new gangsters, Morrow has always been a famous strong man, cruel, terrifying, and ruthless, but Morrow himself knows that in his heart, there has always been the conscientious young gangster who kneeled down and apologized immediately after hitting the iron plate.

This little gangster is the root of Morrow's heart. He is despicable, loves money, loves betrayal, but is afraid of more powerful forces. Like a hyena, he drinks blood and eats meat among wolves.

And now it's time for the hyena to perform again. Morrow must regret, suffer, and blame himself to win the pity of the purple suit and make this madman find him interesting and let him go.

"I have nothing to do with this plan. I can only be regarded as a scapegoat," he sobbed. "It was those gentlemen who came up with this plan because they saw that the common people were unhappy."

"I am also a commoner. No matter how crazy I am, I will never be able to do something that can only be done by a person who is just one yuan away from me!"

Morrow yelled innocently, blinking desperately while Zi Sui listened to him, trying to regain his vision, looking for a way to escape or a chance to fight back.

As tears filled his cracked eye frames, causing a sharp pain like needles, he was finally able to see where he was being interrogated:

This is a basement that can be seen everywhere in Sicily. The murderer carefully removed all the conspicuous signs, leaving only rough cement walls, two crudely made tables and matching tables, one of which was squeaking under Morrow's butt. Noisy chairs.

It was cramped and small, with no windows, and only the faint light from an Originium lamp brought by the purple suit.

This small space was unusually spacious due to the sparse furniture. For example, the remnants of the Black Star boss opposite Morro were clearly placed on the table in front of Zi Sui. For the whole night, Fungus felt that this once fierce and old wolf king was far away from him. .

Fear caused problems with his sense of distance.

What frightened Morrow even more was the purple suit. Joker looked like he was listening. This gesture in Morrow's blurred vision when he didn't recover made the powerful man guess that he was carefully thinking about the information he shouted.

However, the reality is that Joker did not listen to Morrow's confession at all. He put on an exaggerated and funny listening action unique to clown theater, and showed off in front of the powerful person.

In fact, the clown mask was wearing a joking smile, looking down through the holes at Morrow who was tied to the chair. At this moment, his trembling eyeballs made the green-light-emitting eyes in the holes curve into crescents.

Great panic struck Morrow.

He was not a fool. From Joker's joking behavior, he knew that this person did not trust him at all. The misfortune just now was just a joke for Joker.

But how did this person know?

Doubts flashed through Morrow's mind. All the insiders were either killed, or actively or passively obtained currency from the sinful dollar.

Some of them betrayed their former friendship, and some of them accepted the inheritance of their old friends without conscience.

Of course, the big head was eaten by Morrow, and the leftovers were eaten by some flies.exist

In such an environment where everyone committed the same crime, it was difficult for Morrow to imagine that anyone would reveal that he had done such a despicable and crazy thing.

If we really want to correct it in detail, everyone who knows it will be guilty of a heinous crime.It is precisely because of such a chain of crime that Morrow is not afraid of being discovered by others for his past deeds.

And the actions of the joker's magic weapon directly shattered Morrow's evaluation of human nature that he was quite proud of in the past.

The ever-changing natural disasters and environment in Sicily can make many people forget morality and kindness, and constantly lower the bottom line just for survival. In the end, all sin and kindness turn into dust, and there is no difference.

But the reality of being tied up in the basement now tells Morrow:

no difference?

There is always a difference in everything!

"My dear Morrow, keep talking! What you said is so beautiful and pitiful that it makes me feel that kidnapping you is a heinous crime."

"What a noble and majestic being you are. You endure the painful condemnation of your conscience and do sinister deeds. While you rebuke your disgusting behavior in your heart, you honestly put the blood and tears of exploitation into your pocket."

Joker mocked Morrow with an aria,

"Ah~~ I can't bear it so much. Such a lovely Morrow, please make a price. I'll give you a price to buy your life. Your boss also decided to give a price to buy his own life. Unfortunately, This stupid wolf always thinks that money is more important than life. He also tried to use the Marvolo family to talk to me."

"So I had to tell him with a cold joke that the money he offered was only enough to buy his head. Now isn't the life he redeemed right in front of you?"