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Chapter 356 Slade Wilson

"Millions of people!"

Hearing Floyd's words, Geralt couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression like a teddy bear, and he couldn't help but let out an "ooh" from his mouth.

But Shiri in the back seat couldn't help but speak to Floyd.

“Millions of people, wow, that’s a scary number, but are you sure those people weren’t killed by Tang?

The first time I met Tang was in another city that looked similar to yours. That world looked very similar to yours.

You know, in that world, Tang killed hundreds of millions of people all over the world!

Of course, Tang killed all the guys who were committing crimes or involved in crimes around the world at that time, and by the way, he almost cleared out a city called TaoQ.

Before I met Tang, I thought that hundreds or thousands of deaths and injuries would be a catastrophic disaster.

But now, millions?"

Ciri sighed slowly.

"In the eyes of the gods, millions of people are probably not as meaningful as an interesting ant.

And, haha, don’t you think we are just ants around Tang?
But seriously, at least in the eyes of women, a bastard like Tang is very attractive.

He is not only handsome, but also full of security!

What do you think, Geralt?"

Ciri asked Geralt, then looked at him expectantly.

Hearing Ciri's words, Geralt took a deep breath and then shook his head.

"What do I feel? What do I have to feel?
If I were to say, I think you should stay away from Tang. This is my advice!"

After he finished speaking, Geralt turned around and looked at Ciri seriously.

Faced with Geralt's suggestion, Ciri was silent for a moment, then chuckled and shook her head.

“I don’t want to, because it’s hard for me to meet a guy like Tang again.

If I could have sex with him, wouldn't that be me taking advantage? After all, I was playing a god at that time!"

Gaba!

Ciri's words made Geralt clench his teeth unconsciously, and he couldn't help but clench his hand holding the Magnum revolver.

So the next moment...

boom!
After a loud bang, the bullet shot directly through the car window and hit the wall of a building on the street in the distance.

The sudden sound of gunfire alerted half of the street. At that moment, dozens of people on the street pulled out their guns and looked around vigilantly.

Gotham is known for its strong martial spirit, and there have been frequent incidents in Gotham in recent days, so even though there are not many people on this street, almost everyone has a weapon in their hands.

At the same time, two motorcycles parked on the side of the road started up at high speed and chased all the way to the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce.

While keeping a distance from the Rolls-Royce, the gang member on the motorcycle pointed a gun at Floyd.

Looking at the gun aimed at him and his group, Geralt gritted his teeth unconsciously and then spoke expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have damaged your car and attracted quite a lot of attention."

"Haha, it's no big deal, just don't get cut by the glass.

It's just a broken car. If Don and Bruce wanted, they could move the Rolls-Royce production line to their home.

As for the person outside who is targeting me, this is quite interesting. I hope it is not one of us."

Floyd said to Geralt as he took out his gun.

He then rolled down his car window, exposing his face to the gang members on motorcycles.

After one glance, the gangster was startled.

"Boss Death Shooter! Why are you driving? Could it be Boss Revenant sitting in the back of the car?!!"

"Ahaha, you're also a member of our Revenant Party again?"

Floyd shook his head helplessly, then put down his gun, and the guy on the motorcycle quickly took his gun back.

Listening to Floyd's question, the Ghost Party member gulped in confusion and then responded.

“Boss Deadshot, I used to be in the Irish gang.

But after the incident in Washington a few days ago, Boss Ozwald came to our territory and met with my boss.

I don’t know what happened, but after that meeting, even my boss became Boss Ozwald’s little brother.

Then, Mr. Ozwald, the boss's boss, assigned me to look after the business on this old street."

At this point, the gang members also felt a little confused.

In the past, the places these gangsters would go to were either bars or karaoke bars, and the more high-end ones would stay in casinos or other places.

But now, what the hell, the place I was assigned to was actually on the street!
Is this whole fucking city the territory of the Ghost Gang? Otherwise, how come gangsters are doing police work?

While the gangster was still thinking about it, Floyd was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and waved through the car window.

"Okay, get out of here. You have no right to know who is in this car!"

"Ah this...Okay Boss!"

The younger brother hurriedly slowed down, then rode his motorcycle back to his original position and talked about Floyd with several gang brothers who were patrolling together.

After he left, Floyd rolled up the car window and gave Geralt a helpless smile.

"I thought I was going to have a good street fight.

But you can see, this city has completely changed since I don’t know when, and I can hardly recognize it anymore!

By the way, it seems that it started from the Romans’ defeat. After that, Dom’s power became more and more powerful, and he had no rivals in Gotham City.

Apart from working at night, I hardly encounter anyone worth shooting during the day. If this continues, I will have to go to other cities to keep my touch..."

After he finished speaking, Floyd put the gun back in disappointment.

Geralt looked at Floyd with envy.

"Wouldn't it be the best thing if this city never needed you to use a weapon again?

What I want to do now is to find a city that is better for demon hunters and has fewer troubles so that I can live there peacefully.

Hell, I'd even give up on those girls in the brothel if that was the case!"

"Hey, Geralt, I'm still here, can you please not say that in front of me?"

Ciri raised her middle finger to Geralt in amusement, and Geralt rolled his eyes at her.

"You just talked more than I did, Ciri. I thought you had really grown up!"

"So being able to participate in issues related to brothels means you've grown up?"

"Otherwise, is there any other definition for growing up?"

Geralt and Ciri were joking with each other, and their interaction was too funny for Floyd.

As someone who has played The Witcher game, Floyd was sincerely happy for White Wolf and Ciri to live so happily.

Just as Floyd was listening to the two people's conversation, suddenly, a shadow suddenly covered the Rolls-Royce completely.

The next moment, Floyd raised his head in disbelief and looked in amazement at the silver-black dragon that was slowly floating above the car!
"What the hell!"

Floyd yelled, "Tang actually brought that thing back. I'm afraid scholars all over the world are going crazy!

It was okay for Tang before. Apart from his family members, few people knew what Tang was doing. Those people were even less aware of Tang's ability to travel to other worlds.

But now, haha, I can already guess how many people will forward the following news! ”

After he finished speaking, Floyd admired the handsome and ferocious appearance of the Silver Winged Evil Star with shining eyes.

While Freud was admiring it, the existence of this dragon began in Gotham, gradually sweeping the world with a violent news storm!

Just like right now in New York City, in a high-end cafe near the New York Stock Exchange.

Slade Wilson held the tablet in his hand, pointed at the live broadcast screen on it and spoke to the guy sitting opposite him.

"Are you sure that the person standing on this thing is the target you want me to accomplish this time?"

After he finished speaking, Slade Wilson was silent for a moment, then put the tablet on the table.

Slade said in amusement as he idly tapped the tablet with his fingers.

"For such a terrifying goal, you only gave me 3 billion. Are you kidding me, my friend?

That is a dragon, a silver-black dragon that looks at least a hundred meters long, and your target is standing on the back of that dragon!

Just think about how difficult it would be to deal with a guy who can control a dragon like this, especially since we don't even dare to say his name or code name while we sit here.

You want to get rid of a guy like me with 3 billion?"

After he finished speaking, Slade Wilson stood up and left.

Looking at Slade's back, his employer thought for a moment, then opened his palm with a heavy look.

"I can raise it to 5 billion!"

"Haha, 5 billion, that little money, you should use it to support your dozen illegitimate daughters.

If you want me to deal with that guy in Gotham, you'll have to put at least 50 billion in front of me.

And I have to control these 50 billion before I take action. That way, after I spend all of them, I might realize the truth and go to that guy in Gotham to seek death!"

Having said this bluntly, Floyd sneered, shook his head, and then walked further away.

He is indeed one of the best killers in the industry, with an undefeated mission completion rate.

But guess where he got that perfect task completion rate?

Of course it is the right choice for your mission target!

As for Downton, Slade felt that he would never take him as a mission target!
Because after carefully investigating Downton and analyzing Downton's abilities as much as possible.

Slade was quite sure that the guy could really throw himself into the middle of the sun!

And myself...

I have not yet avenged myself with that bastard Xingcheng, and I am not so bored as to seek death!

Even though he really wanted to challenge Downton, who was the ultimate prey that he could never hunt.

But before that, I have to at least kill that other bastard!
And if his intelligence was correct, that bastard Oliver reappeared in Star City, the home of Team Rocket, three days ago!
I have already lost everything, but you still want to go back to my old life and even inherit your wealthy fortune?

Oliver, wait for me, I will get to you, I will!

Thinking of this, Slade Wilson's expression became even more severe.

At the same time, the guy at the coffee table who almost became Slade's employer stood up and spoke to Slade from a distance.

“If you don’t dare to attack that guy, just say you don’t dare.

Fifty billion, haha, how dare you say that, you are so shameless..."

call out! ! !
Before the guy could finish his words, a flying knife had already accurately pierced his heart!

Looking at the knife handle that suddenly appeared on his chest, the employer didn't even have time to feel the pain before his brain was filled with fear and adrenaline.

"How dare you attack me? I'm from the DuPont family..."

"Shut up, that'll give you a few more seconds so you can see how you're dying, asshole!"

Slade turned around and interrupted his employer, then walked back to his employer and raised his finger to touch the hilt of the knife on his employer's chest.

“My flying knife is very fast. If you don’t pull it out, you can hold on for a long time.

But do you think I'll leave this carefully crafted throwing knife on you?

The DuPont family, haha, I admit that this family has some background, but they are them, and you are you. You are just a glove they put on for themselves before doing the dirty work! "

At this point, Slade raised his hand and grasped the small handle of the throwing knife in front of his employer's horrified expression.

Watching Slade's actions, the employer raised his hand with a distorted expression and spoke in a pleading tone.

"No, don't pull it out, please!
I am the glove, I am the glove you are talking about, but I also have some savings of my own.

I can give you 200 million to buy my life, please don't draw your knife, and call an emergency number for me, I...? ! ! "

呲......

With a crisp sound, Slade pulled out the flying knife while taking a step back to the left.

Chi Chi Chi!
The surging blood rushed straight out of the employer's pericardium and splashed all the way onto the nearly five-meter-high ceiling of the cafe.

This cafe is a place for various important people to have private discussions, so its privacy is well maintained.

But no matter how private this place is, one cannot allow a person's blood to become a fountain and spray onto the ceiling without being discovered by others.

Screams suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of alarms and so on.

Listening to the chaotic sounds outside, Slade picked up a napkin, wiped his throwing knife, and put it back into the lining of his coat.

Then Slade pushed open the screen heavily and shouted to the people who were gradually gathering around him.

“Come help, damn, this bastard accidentally stabbed himself through the heart with a dinner knife and he fell down!

Help, someone come and help, hurry up and get the milk!

He is a member of the DuPont family, and his status is terrifyingly high. He absolutely cannot die here!!!"

After briefly guiding the thinking of the guys around him, Slade blended into the crowd skillfully and disappeared soon after.

Meanwhile, in Gotham.

Watching the giant dragon suddenly appearing in the sky in the city center and listening to the thrilling roar of the dragon.

In Arkham Asylum, all the doctors and patients suddenly seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, and one after another stood there in a daze like statues.

In only one ward, a patient known as the Mad Hatter looked at the window opposite the restraint bed in disbelief and opened his mouth in astonishment.

"What the hell is going on? What's going on in Gotham now?
First there was the Greek God, then there was Doctor Who who had appeared during World War II, then there was the troublesome young master of the Wayne family, and then there was the scary guy whose name must not be mentioned.

Everything has changed since that guy showed up in Gotham, and I really miss the days when Roman was still around."

After he finished speaking, the Mad Hatter took a deep breath and then closed his eyes.

But just as he closed his eyes, a shrill scream suddenly reached his ears.

"It's so strange, what's wrong with everyone, why are they all motionless?
I understand. Are you playing a game with me? Is this game called Statue?

As your dean, how can you play games without me, haha!"

(End of this chapter)