My clone invades all realms

Luo Ya took the file bag and tore open the seal.

Inside were several printed photos, along with a few pages of information.

Name, identity, background, recent activity patterns, and frequently visited locations are all clearly marked in bold.

"These are all people I suspect," Vivia's voice came through.

Luo Ya's gaze swept across the faces of the people.

"Can you find that guy named Kubia?" Roya asked.

Luo Ya still remembers that debt.

Vivia shook her head: "We can't find him. That kid has vanished into thin air. It's not just my people looking for him; as far as I know, several other groups are also looking for him. It seems he's tricked more than just me."

Luo Ya raised an eyebrow; this grudge would be a bit troublesome to avenge.

"There's one more thing," Vivia reminded Roya. "You were initially captured as an accomplice of Kubia, and that news has probably already spread."

"So, those people will also actively seek you out."

"That amount of money is enough to make many people do anything."

Roya's gaze fell on the first document in the file bag, a man named Marcus Mobila, one of Vivia's competitors.

The information stated that he would be appearing at a private club in the west of the city tonight.

Luo Ya closed the file folder and stood up.

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

"I hope I can hear good news." Vivia raised her glass of red wine to Roya.

Roya tucked the knife back into his waistband and said, "Don't worry, you'll hear good news."

Vivia's face only held that captivating smile. She was indeed infatuated with Roja's face, but between men and power, she knew very well which to choose.

However, she did not believe that Roya would fail.

...

Luo Ya walked out of the building's main entrance and looked up at the neon sign next to him.

Mobila Group.

No matter how powerful a criminal organization is in this world, it still needs a legitimate company name on the surface.

It's not that they need to save face, but rather because of V5's existence.

Even the Hunter Association, which has countless Nen users, has to act according to V5's wishes. Even the chairman, who was known as the strongest fighter, was eventually forced to sacrifice himself.

So-called gangs are nothing more than shady couriers working for those in power.

This is also why gangs can continue to exist.

Luo Ya came out of the building and glanced at the dark sky.

The city isn't large, but the neon lights still illuminate the night sky.

The pedestrians on the street all seemed to be in a hurry.

Luo Ya walked slowly towards the west of the city. The streetlights flickered, and the faces of the office workers in suits were full of fatigue.

From a corner of the street, a few screams could be faintly heard.

Those who heard this quickened their pace and chose to move away.

This is a city controlled by gangsters; darkness is the constant theme here.

But what Luo Ya didn't expect was that he would be targeted so quickly.

A feeling of being watched made Roya stop in his tracks.

Luo Ya quickly turned around and saw a group of people in black suits walking briskly across the street. They immediately dispersed and formed a circle around him.

A group of tall men in black surrounded Roya.

"Roya." The leader took off his sunglasses, revealing a scar at the corner of his eye.

Luo Ya looked at the man in front of him, remained silent for a moment, and then asked, "You're wearing sunglasses at night, can you really see where you're going?"

Luo Ya was genuinely curious about this question.

The man in the lead froze.

After a moment, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Teach him a lesson."

Several men in black nearby immediately cracked their knuckles as they approached Roya.

The man in the lead turned his head and waved towards the distance across the road.

Several dull thuds of doors closing came from behind me.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the distance, a black sedan started up and slowly drove towards them.

The man's plan was simple: teach him a lesson first, then stuff him into the car and take him away. If they continued fighting here, they might accidentally kill him.

But when he turned around, ready to have Roya dragged away, the sight he saw made his expression freeze instantly.

His men were all gone, lying on the ground groaning in agony.

Roya cracked his fist and said, "Cleansing up you bunch of trash is easy."

The physical constitution of ordinary people in this world is completely different from that in the world of One Piece.

Any ordinary naval soldier from that world would be considered a mini-superman here.

Moreover, in the world of One Piece, Roya is no longer considered a mere low-level soldier.

According to Roja's own estimation, his current strength is roughly the same as Zoro's when he first set sail.

The leader opened his mouth, but all the harsh words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.

A man who took down his entire group of men without a scratch—if he were to utter any more threats, his fate wouldn't be any better than those men on the ground.

Luo Ya completely ignored his thoughts, walked straight to the black sedan that had just stopped, opened the door and got in.

The car door closed.

Luo Ya noticed that the car hadn't moved for a while, so he rolled down the window and impatiently spoke to the scarred man who was still standing there, stunned.

"Where are you taking me? Let's go!"

"Oh! Oh!!" The man finally realized what was happening, as if he had been startled awake. He quickly ran to the passenger seat, opened the door, and got in.

He didn't begin to fall into deep thought until he was settled in the car.

Is there something wrong with this process?

"Drive," Roya commanded from the back seat.

The driver next to him looked at the scarred man, who then came to his senses and said to the driver, "Let's drive."

In his view, this kid was just a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers.

He knocked down a few people, but what if it were a group of people? Or even a group of people with weapons?

A sinister smile crept across the scarred man's face. He looked up at the rearview mirror, his gaze meeting Roya's with a menacing look.

next second.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Luo Ya reached out from the back seat and slapped the scarred man on the back of the head.

The man's head slammed solidly into the car window, instantly cracking the glass. He passed out without uttering a sound.

"That smile is really ugly. Don't smile like that next time." Roya pursed his lips and withdrew his hand.

The driver froze, glanced at Luo Ya through the rearview mirror, and then looked at the unconscious boss next to him.

He probably can't hear anymore.

Let's get the person there first.

The vehicle restarted and drove smoothly down the street.

Roya patted the file bag containing the documents in his pocket. It seemed that Marcus was going to escape unscathed tonight.

But it doesn't matter, let's deal with this one first.

Vivia's only requirement is to eliminate all her enemies.

The vehicle drove on, leaving the bustling city center, and finally entered an abandoned industrial area, stopping in front of a huge warehouse.

When the vehicle came to a stop, the heavy iron gate of the warehouse was pulled open from the inside.

Dozens of men, all dressed in black suits, emerged from inside, their waists bulging, clearly concealing guns.

These people quickly lined up in two rows at the warehouse entrance, clearing a path leading into the depths of the warehouse.

A young man dressed in a flashy purple suit with a fur coat draped over his shoulders, a cigar dangling from his mouth, slowly emerged from the shadows of the warehouse.