Chapter 381 151: New King


Chapter 381 151: The New King

"I've heard about you."

"Recently, there are rumors in the underground world of Sao Paulo that someone has provoked a supernatural murderer."

"Specially kill those of us who have done many evil things and committed serious crimes."

"I originally thought it would be my turn soon, but I didn't expect that I would still be alive until now."

The recognized underground emperor of St. Paul, the commander respected by outsiders, is currently sitting on his luxurious bed, holding a cigar in his left hand, and lingering on the expensive bed with his right hand.

Xavier walked up to him silently: "Do you remember how many people you have killed over the years?"

The commander shook his head and put down his cigar: "You only know that I have killed many people, but you also know that they are innocent? Or, if you kill a villain like me, does it mean that you are also guilty?"< br>


"Sophistry is of no use to me. The drugs, crimes, and rapes committed by your gang are too numerous to describe. I have already visited your [Royal Palace] and it is unsightly." It would be his greatest kindness to say something before they died.

Otherwise, he could just cut off the opponent's head and walk away.

The commander dropped the cigar without comment.

"What you said is right, but you haven't thought about it. This is human nature. Without me as commander, marshals and generals will come out. We are not destroying this city. On the contrary, we are maintaining more order and protecting more people. Many people.”

"Protect more people to provide you with a steady stream of income and troops." Xavier coldly exposed the commander's cover.

The commander shrugged and didn't think there was anything wrong with this: "Yes, but isn't that what the country does?"

"You have not experienced the past years. Our power is not so much snatched from the official hands, but rather that people made their best choices."

Xavier didn't want to pay attention to this sophistry, stretched out his hand, and an ice blade condensed in his hand: "If these are your last words, it's time to hit the road."

"Haha, it seems that those movies and TV shows that can make superheroes struggle psychologically with just a few words are all lies." The commander laughed at himself, then looked at Xavier seriously, "Kill me , this city will only get worse, you should understand this truth. Not only does my money go into my pocket, a large part of it can be said that I am the disgraceful glove of this country, even if I am on the surface. There has been a lot of confrontation with the authorities, but in some respects, we are complementary collaborators.”

"I believe I can solve it." Xavier popped out the ice blade and inserted it neatly into the commander's throat.

"Woo"

The commander didn't struggle, he just covered the wound, slowly lay down, and held on to the sheets tightly.

What flashed through my mind was the image of me lying on a cold straw mat on the floor of a slum as a child, swearing that I would sleep on a luxurious bed in the future.

At least, I got what I wanted.

And more people have fallen on the road to realizing their trivial wishes.

Thinking this way, his vision gradually blurred, as if he saw his former mortal enemies staring at him with malicious intent.

The blood soaked the bed quilt and dyed it into a blood flower. The commander gradually lost his voice, and Xavier was no longer in the room.

On the streets of Sao Paulo at night, a few pedestrians were shopping, but suddenly they felt a little cold on their cheeks.

"Is this snow?"

They touched the snowflakes falling on their shoulders and looked as if they had seen a ghost.

This is the Tropic of Capricorn!

January is the hottest month, so how can it snow!

It's just that these small snowflakes came and went quickly. In the blink of an eye, there was no trace of the snowflakes continuing to fall.

It almost feels like an illusion.

Xavier returned to his residence in Sao Paulo. The commander's words did not waver him, but he also fell into deep thought, thinking about whether there was a better solution to build this exhausted country.

The first thing he naturally thought of was Fei Du, his life mentor and benefactor.

So instead of continuing to collect criminal evidence from other gangs, he came back and wanted to talk to Fei Du.

"It seems that our vigilante has encountered something troublesome. Then, I am also happy to be the fat man next to the superhero, although I am not fat enough and I don't know how to hack."

Fei Du has completed today's experimental goal and is lying on the sofa watching the news to understand what happened in the past two days and official actions.

Xavier did not come back so early on weekdays. Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he was worried.

Anyone who is not poison feels like he is almost becoming an expert in Chicken Soup for the Soul, but who makes Xavier his most important experimental material? No one can do without Xavier, so he must provide adequate care, but don’t Long and crooked.

"Teacher, can we really make this country a better place with our own strength?" Xavier asked slightly confused.

"This is not certain. Maybe tomorrow we will be jointly strangled by Ito and the Paladins and disappear directly into history. It is also possible that we will find evidence of their collusion with the Voodoo Cult, redress your grievances, and let everyone see clearly. Their true faces. No one can predict what will happen in the future. Even Naimai, the saint of the Kingdom of Ba, who is said to be able to see the future, was attacked by the extremists of the Kingdom of David recently. "
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"So, things like the future are really unpredictable. That's why we have reasons to fight for it before everything is decided."

Fei Du drank another bowl of thick chicken soup, and Xavier's complexion finally became relaxed.

Very good, the non-poisonous chicken soup has been cooked with experience and flavor. He feels that even if he does not join the soul gathering and follows his original life path and becomes a success master, he may be able to live a good life.

"By the way, have you met any of the choir members?"

"Not yet. I feel that they are very nice people. They have saved many people in the church."

"Maybe, but I hope you won't delay important events because of temporary kindness after encountering them. And now you also need some suitable opponents to exercise your abilities. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to surpass Ito Seigang and Pastor Brand."< br>


"I understand."

"I believe you." Feidu patted Xavier on the shoulder and stood up, "Okay, it's time for me to rest. If you can collect any materials from those extraordinary people, remember to bring them with you. Maybe It can help me develop the antidote for the resurrected corpse.”

Xavier's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he nodded affirmatively, taking this matter to heart.

One of his few relatives died from the Resurrection Corpse Poison, so as long as it does not violate the principles of non-poison research, he will definitely agree unconditionally.

It's like he doesn't feel much about money, and he doesn't have much desire for it. As long as he can maintain an ordinary life, it doesn't matter even if he eats poorly.

But considering that non-toxic research may require the purchase of precision instruments, so after he went to clean up those gangs, he would give 70% of the money to the orphans whose families had been destroyed by the gangs, and he would keep 30% to save it for the non-toxic gangs. can be taken out when needed.

Although he didn't know how much Fei Du had saved, they had spent a lot of money on the way from Bello City to Sao Paulo to buy a house, so he had to make preparations in advance.

"Let's go to bed early today."

"Robbing someone on the street? And then found the victim who was dead and assaulted in a park not far away? Are you so arrogant?"

In the police car, several detectives were discussing a case that happened this morning.

"It can be seen that the murderer is a homeless man with very strong physical fitness. He directly carried the victim on his shoulders and walked as fast as flying. This kind of physical fitness is already the standard of an athlete." The captain of the team added a few words and shook his head.

"I feel like a psychopath, be careful of him resisting later." the vice-captain warned. It was said to be a reminder to be careful, but in fact it was a reminder to shoot as soon as the procedure was complied with, so as not to give the person a chance to live to face trial.

"It would be terrible if he met the vigilante or the two orthodox men."

"We can handle this matter, we can't rely on those extraordinary beings for everything."

Someone asked weakly: "Do you think it's impossible for that person to be extraordinary?"

The voices in the car fell silent for a moment, and he looked at the detective who had just spoken.

"Uh, I'm just talking." The detective scratched his head in embarrassment.

"No, go on, what is the basis for your judgment?" The vice-captain handed over the tablet, which repeatedly played the scene of the homeless man rushing into the crowd and carrying the person away.

"Don't you think he did it too easily? Also, the strength of his legs was as if he was not bearing any force at all, and how could a homeless man have so much strength?" He explained according to his own understanding. .

Everyone listened, it seemed to make sense.

Because this case is too obvious, and although the murderer appears to be a bit powerful, he does not appear to be beyond the scope of human beings, the tone set is that of a homeless man who has good physical strength but may have mental problems.

"Okay, there is some truth, but this alone cannot convince the superiors to apply for the two extraordinary assistance. However, we can use the maximum firepower and take precautions." To be on the safe side, the captain changed the firepower configuration and action plan.

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The two cars quickly arrived at the area where the murderer was. That was the picture captured by the surveillance camera. It was clear that he could choose to bypass the surveillance camera, but he just showed up in such a swaggering manner, as if he was not afraid.

"Carnival Bar, the favorite of young men and women. Fortunately, their boss just died a few days ago, otherwise we would have run into a lot of trouble if we came here."

"Have you told the current bar manager?"

"I told you, but he refused to evacuate. He said he would find the people himself and throw them at the door."

The vice-captain raised his eyebrows, which was in line with the style of these gangsters.

They are just murderers. They have a lot of talents and weapons, but they don't have any criminals.

How could someone who could open a bar in Sao Paulo be so easily intimidated?

"Make another call. We can't just stand here and wait for someone to be thrown at the door." The vice-captain murmured at the two tattooed gangsters at the door.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang from the door of the bar, and a person was thrown out heavily.

"Is it really thrown out?"

Listening to the DJ noise coming from the open door, the captain led people forward to identify whether the man was the murderer.

The next second, two more people screamed and were thrown out. At this time, they all saw clearly that the blood on the ground had gathered into a stream and flowed towards the captain's feet.

The two gangster doorkeepers realized that the person who was smashed out was one of their own. They cursed several times with ugly faces, pulled out their guns in front of the police, and rushed into the bar without saying a word.

"Hey! Don't be impulsive!"

The captain did not follow, but arranged for someone to go to the trunk to take out the rifle and other things.

Bang bang!

Amid the noise, two gunshots were faintly heard, followed by screams.

After a while, with a crash, a group of men and women dressed like a group of dancing demons ran out.

"Damn it, everyone, keep your eyes open, don't let the prisoner escape in the crowd!"

"Go and arrest someone and ask what happened inside?"

The vice-captain summoned a hot woman dressed as a vampire with one hand: "What happened inside?"

"Killing! Killing! There are gunshots!" The vampire looked very excited and explained while jumping. The two lumps shaking with it made it difficult for the deputy captain to concentrate.

After asking for some more key information, but the woman also followed the crowd and didn't know much, the vice-captain reluctantly let her go.

"Captain, two people said they met a man dressed as a tramp, but it happened to be a costume party tonight, so they didn't take it seriously."

"We have requested support from the bureau. In order to prevent the other party from taking hostages, we must evacuate those people immediately."

"Yes! I am. Captain, look."

Amidst the wide-eyed gazes of several people, they saw a homeless man covered in blood at the door of the bar, carrying two heads with frightened faces, and walked out slowly on the bloodstains.

"Are you here to welcome the new king?"

Lucy smiled charmingly.

"Shoot!" the captain ordered immediately.

In an instant there was a loud burst of gunfire and sparks flying.

Lucy was bruised and covered her eyes and vitals. She picked up a corpse to use as a human shield and rushed to one of the police officers.

"You——"

Snap! The officer's head was sunken by a punch.

"This is——"

Another person had his gun taken away from him, and Lucy shot him in the crotch, causing a shrill scream.

"How disrespectful!"

The captain looked at his intestines that had been torn out, and the gun in his hand dropped weakly, and he slowly fell to the ground.

"I am the new king of St. Paul! I am your master! All of this belongs to me!"

After killing all the detectives, Lucy raised her hands and shouted excitedly, like a victorious general.

Woohoo!

Not far away, police sirens began to form an encirclement. Lucy laughed twice, rushed into the crowd, knocked away a few guys who were blocking the way, kidnapped his target, jumped onto the roof, and walked away.

Only a place of blood and fear was left.

"God."

When the police officers who came for reinforcements saw this scene, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and widen their eyes.

(End of chapter)

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