Poseidon in Tomorrow's Ark

Capone sat on a trash can and cleaned the sand from the crossbow in his hand: "Sand, Originium skills, spells, hum."

Capone shook his head, feeling that his previous thoughts were ridiculous: "Come to think of it, the monster that controls the dark side of Longmen can't really be a mere show-off."

"Is that what Mr. Capone meant?"

Capone looked at his men and said, "Of course, he is the last person you should mess with. What else?"

"Rat King? But don't we have to deal with the leader, Penguin Logistics, and..."

Capone looked up, smiled, and sighed: "There is still half a gantry left. That's right, the situation is not optimistic, so we can't make any mistakes."

Capone seemed to have finally cleaned the sand off the crossbow in his hand. He lifted it up, put an arrow on it, pulled the bowstring and pointed it at the gangster who had just asked the question.

The gangster who was pointed at looked at the cold arrow and quickly stepped back: "Mr. Capone, what are you doing? Please put down the crossbow!"

Capone looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes: "Do you think betraying the family is really a trivial matter?"

"They are willing to follow me and take root in Longmen. They are ready to betray Gambino to survive. I remember the faces of every one of them." Capone pulled the trigger. "And you are not among them, Gambino's lackey. Die."

Looking at the impaled man, Capone calmly pulled the bowstring again and looked aside: "Get out."

Gambino looked at the gangster who was shot and then at Capone who was pointing a crossbow at him: "I thought you were just an ungrateful bastard, but it seems you are good at winning people's hearts."

Capone looked at Gambino and said, "Come to think of it, you taught me this."

Gambino raised an eyebrow: "Why don't I remember?"

Capone took a deep breath, "You've earned my loyalty once before, and I will not let you down again."

Gambino looked at Capone with increasingly fierce eyes: "You should understand what betrayal means."

Capone looked at Gambino's fierce eyes, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Betrayal is the dirtiest crime in Syracuse, but unfortunately, the honor you espouse is worthless in Longmen."

Gambino tossed something from his clasped hands toward Capone: "Take this."

Capone reached out to catch the light from the corner of his right eye and looked over. When he saw the object clearly, he frowned: "Jack of Spades?"

"I told you, you're too slow in hiding the cards!" Gambino pounced on Capone the moment his attention was slightly diverted.

Capone watched Gambino sidestep the sword and kicked it away. "Your sword has become duller, Gambino. Did you get hurt in the fight with Penguin Logistics? Or is it a relapse of an old injury?"

Gambino stood up while holding onto the wall. "Your cowardice chills my heart. I was just thinking about what kind of bloody end would be befitting a traitor."

Capone looked at the stubborn Gambino and raised the crossbow in his hand: "Now, you are the extra card."

Capone looked at Gambino who was dodging arrows by rolling and asked, "What next? What are you going to do? Defeat Penguin Logistics, defeat the Rat King, defeat the Dragon Gate Guards, and then defeat Wei Yanwu?"

Capone's voice gradually became louder: "Since we are going to dream anyway, why not wake up!"

Gambino stared at Capone, who was furious. "Don't worry, at least I will send your ashes back to Syracuse. Or, let your hometown grind your body into powder."

"If you have the ability, just try it. Maybe I will do this to you!"

At this time, a gangster shouted from the entrance of the alley: "Stop, you are, ugh!!!"

Just as Gambino turned his head, a figure flew over: "What?!"

Capone looked at the gangster wailing in pain on the ground, then raised his head to the entrance of the alley and said, "It looks like someone is messing up."

Gambino stood up and looked towards the entrance of the alley: "...It's my fault for not being able to kill you sooner, but let's greet the outsider first."

Chapter 45: The Law of Noise (VIII)

———Longmen City, Square, Open-air Party——

Baisong looked around at the streets filled with people: "Although we followed the instructions, why... is it an open-air party?"

After carefully putting the gun away, the Archangel pointed at the huge candle in the distance: "See that candle? It's so big!"

"Archangel, be quiet." Texas patted Archangel's head and sniffed: "The air is too sweet, it's a little uncomfortable."

Croissant looked at the crowds of people around him and said, "Well...if I apply for a stall here next time, I should be able to make a lot of money."

Sora leaned closer to Texas and said, "Texas, any news about the boss?"

"Not yet. Maybe he's drunk somewhere." Texas shook his head, then suddenly fell silent, looking at Exiah who had a smirk on his face.

"...Excalibur, take that thing off my head."

"Why?" Exia smiled at Texas' tall party hat and pointed at the halo on her head. "Because of this fluorescent light, I can't wear such a tall party hat. I'm really envious, aren't I?"

Sora looked up at the shining halo on the head of the Angel of Exiah, and became curious. He took one from the person distributing them nearby and said, "What would happen if I force myself to wear it?"

Exiah took a step back from looking at the hat in Sora's hand, pointed at the halo on his head and explained, "It's like waking up from a hangover and finding yourself high and mighty in the passenger seat of Texas."

Croissant stroked his chin and said, "...That's incredible."

Sora put down his hat and said, "You know so much, but you haven't really tried it, have you?"

The Angel coughed twice and pretended to look around: "So, where is the boss?"

Baisong looked at the huge crowds of people around him and showed a worried look: "There are too many people here. If the enemy catches up here, ordinary people will be dragged in..."

Xiyue looked at the float in the distance and replied casually: "It's okay, don't worry, no ordinary people will get hurt."

"what."

"…It's you, Penguin Logistics."

Texas turned around and looked at the little tiger over there: "I remember you are...the girl working in the detective agency..."

Angel of Energy also turned around and saw Jie standing next to him: "Is this the person next to him the branch leader who was rumored to have escaped from the dock alone with a single sword?"

Jie quickly waved his hands and said, "No, uh, how come there is such an exaggerated version..."

"I'm just an ordinary small vendor. Ah, I'm also a fish ball chef tonight."

"Are you Texas?" Huai Hu stared at Texas, "Don't say you don't know what happened tonight."

Jie pulled Huaihu: "Huaihu, there's no need to be so aggressive, they should just be..."

Huai Hu nodded: "I know. But this kind of incident happens so often that it's humorous."

"It would be fine if you didn't involve other people." Huai Hu stared at the Penguin Logistics team in front of him, "You harmed innocent people and caused civilians to suffer property losses. Don't you have the awareness of being a legal citizen?"

"..." Texas just ate the pocky in his mouth without saying anything.

Compared to Texas who looked indifferent, Baisong looked a little embarrassed: "It seems that there is no way to refute it!"

Texas looked at Huai Hu: "...So?"

Huai Hu slowly opened his stance: "So, it is necessary to correct your bad habits."

Kong looked at Huai Hu who was already preparing to fight and quickly raised his hand, trying to stop him, saying, "There's no need to start fighting right away. We know we've caused a lot of trouble to everyone tonight, but let's talk it out nicely."

Texas bit off the pocky in his mouth and stretched his body slightly: "Okay."

"Texas!?"

"Let me be clear. What happened tonight was equally inexplicable to me. Besides, it was very tiring." Texas also slowly got ready. "So I'm not in a very good mood right now."

"do you understand?"

"One on one, I win. From now on, you have to obey the law." Huai Hu thought for a moment, "...at least one month."

“One month is enough!?” Baisong was still preparing for the other party to put forward any special conditions, but unexpectedly, the other party’s conditions seemed surprisingly simple?

Texas also spoke up: "Now that I win, I'll ask you guys who are always idle to focus on your own work and mind your own business."

Huai Hu nodded: "That's true... But I won't show mercy! Get ready!"

Ji shook his head and looked at the two people confronting each other, a little speechless: "Alas, how did it become like this?"

"Wait! Calm down! After all, fighting in the city center is a bit too..." Baisong looked at the two people who were becoming more and more tense and tried to stop them.

But before the two could finish their words, they started fighting each other.

As for the people around them, they automatically made way for them, and some drinkers raised their drinks and shouted, "Great Kung Fu, great fighting!"

"Don't lose, Miss Wolf! Fight! Watch your back!"

"I haven't seen such beautiful Yan country Kung Fu for a long time! Show me more moves!"

Baisong looked at the people around him who were making a fuss and felt a little speechless: "This is not a performance!"

"Relax, this is the characteristic of this dragon gate. If you complain about everything, you will become the complainer tonight~" Xiyue patted Baisong's shoulder.

After thinking for a while, Kong took out a bunch of fluorescent colored sticks from somewhere and waved them in his hands: "Go Texas! Come on!"

Exiah also directly became an outside spectator and cheered: "Watch your step! It's a feint!"

"Don't join in the fun!" Baisong's expression was probably more than just speechless when he looked at the two of them.

Jie came over from the side and said, "Soda, do you want some?"

Croissant took the soda: "Ah! Thank you. But don't you want to mediate a little?"

Jie shrugged: "I can't stop it. It seems you know it. Didn't you stop it?"

"...are we just going to watch?"

After thinking for a while, Ji said, "How about refueling?"

Just when Baisong began to suspect that he was the one who didn't fit in.

There was a sudden noise from the radio in the square.

Baisong looked up: "...What's going on?"

"Hey! All the good citizens who are attending the Requiem Party!"

"What?" The drunkard who was in the middle of a fight raised his head, "What's going on? What's wrong with that guy?"

"Can you hear me~?

"Hey, you're so noisy!"

"Not bad, not bad. It seems you can hear it."

"Now, please be quiet! Be quiet! Thank you!" The person on the other end of the radio seemed very satisfied with the crowd's response. "Then prick up your ears and worship me."

"What's wrong with that guy!?"

Just when everyone was still confused, a drinker suddenly pointed at the figure on the podium and said, "Wait, he's the emperor! Hey, it's the rap god of Siren! Come on!"

"Shouldn't he be in Columbia? Why is he in Longmen?"

Baisong looked at the figure on the platform in confusion: "...Mr. Great Emperor, what are you doing?"

Angel shrugged and looked at the emperor on the platform with interest: "Boss always calls himself a musician."

"That's true, actually." Sora corrected Exiah's statement.

Croissant spread his hands and explained: "Of course, our funding source is not only the logistics business itself. The boss's funding channels are very complicated. And -"

"Anything else?" Baisong looked at Croissant who suddenly stopped.

Croissant waved his hand, "No, forget it. I feel like it would be bad to say too much."

Xiyue, who was standing by, patted Baisong and pointed at the question mark he had just created above his head: "Look, isn't it better to have an automatic question prompt like mine at a time like this?"

"I don't think it's a question of whether or not there is a reminder at this time?"

Texas's punching motion suddenly stopped.

Huai Hu's counterattack seemed to be slowed down: "What's wrong? The movement has slowed down!"

Texas stopped and looked around: "...The movement of people is too orderly. Something is wrong."

Huai Hu hadn’t given up yet and re-positioned himself to stare at Texas: “Don’t try to make excuses!

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"The Great! The Great! The Great!" The tourists who were attending the party in the square raised their arms and shouted to the person on the platform, "The Great! The Great! The Great!"

The emperor opened his arms and enjoyed the cheers from the audience.

Just as Dadi was still enjoying it, a voice came from behind.

"...It's so noisy." The Rat King came over from the Emperor's blind spot. "Today is Requiem, Mr. Emperor. Your noise can even wake up the dead."

"What!?" The emperor turned his head suddenly, and the bird's face was full of surprise. "You were, when...behind me..."

"Good night, Mr. Great, and happy Requiem."

The emperor covered his pierced abdomen and said, "...Stinky rat, remember this..."