Demigod Mage in America

David slumped in his chair, looking utterly defeated.

How could he afford such a high price? It would mean he would be a cripple from now on.

"And what about the other one?"

Ryan tapped the table: "From the moment the deal is done, you will lose your freedom, and you will have to work for me until your death."

David's mind started working. If he was only offered a job, wouldn't it be better if David just denied it?

Raine could tell what he was thinking at a glance, and he smiled and said.

"You can try to run away, or you can try to disobey my orders."

As for what would happen to him, he didn't say, he just smiled and looked at David.

This gangster wasn't exactly clean, but Ryan didn't care; he only cared about the person.

For him, accepting someone is simply a matter of whether they suit his taste; he doesn't care about their strength or loyalty.

David's expression shifted several times, and he stammered, "What does my job involve?"

Raine replaced the Hawkeye view with an overhead view of East Harlem.

"Look, right now, as we're talking, there's a museum burglary on Fifth Avenue, and right now, a shooting is taking place in front of the Harlem courthouse."

Every time Ryan comes here, he always sees something quite magical.

Examples include robbery, public smoking of marijuana, and dragging women into alleys—sometimes not even women.

But what about West 96th Street, which is just a park?

Saying they live in peace and contentment might be a bit of an exaggeration, but at least they have a normal life there.

Occasional disturbances occurred, but they were all kept under control.

David watched the scene unfold—the burglars breaking into a house and the female judge who had been shot in the head—with a calm expression.

got used to.

"This kind of chaos is not what I want; I want order, not chaos."

Ryan didn't want to see a chaotic neighborhood, filled with robberies, murders, burglaries, rapes, and drug trafficking—those were not things he wanted to see.

I directly reject things I don't like.

"I want you to run this bar, and from there, gradually control the entire East Harlem underworld, then the whole of New York, and even America. I want all gangs to follow my rules."

David's first reaction was that it was impossible. How powerful were the Manhattan gangs? How could Ryan alone try to subdue them, not to mention the other gangs behind them?

But then there's the wild boar that was immobilized later, this strange agency, and its mysterious trading rules.

It seems...it appears...it's probably not impossible?

"In return, I can give you invulnerability, teach you more knowledge, your wife will get the offer she's always dreamed of, your son can go to a high school in New York, and your parents will not be troubled by illness for the rest of their lives."

David's breathing quickened; there was no doubt that the price offered by Ryan was very tempting.

But what will be the price?

He needs to pay for his freedom, exchanging it for the rest of his life.

"Will my family be unable to see me anymore?"

Ryan gave him a strange look: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why would I restrict your communication with your family?"

A contract was generated in the void and slammed down in front of Raine.

"Accept or not accept".

David swallowed hard. He looked at the terms of the deal; the contract was very broad, and could even be described as an unfair contract.

From now on, he must work for Ryan and cannot betray or disobey him. In return, Ryan must pay his share of the price.

After accepting him, I lost my freedom.

If he doesn't accept it, looking at the group of people behind him, he'll probably die, right? And his family will die too.

Since that's the case, there's no need to hesitate!

He placed his palm on the contract, and then the contract transformed into golden light and entered his body.

Transaction complete.

Raine snapped his fingers, and a yellow barrier flashed around him. The barrier was actually four longswords encircling him, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Blade Protection

Immediately afterwards, the notebook in David's hand began to heat up, and the magic circle that Rein had drawn on the last page began to absorb magic power.

For Raine, creating a magical item was not difficult, especially after he saw David's scalpel.

The so-called extraordinary methods in this world are actually a special way of concentrating magic power onto an object to achieve a magical effect.

So he simply copied the cat and made one in the same style.

"Go now, show the world your strength."

When he came to his senses, he found himself in a bar, a scalpel in his left hand and a notebook in his right.

Ryan's words still echoed in my ears.

Inside the bar, the people who had been immobilized by Raine had now regained their freedom of movement.

The wild boar spotted David standing next to it immediately.

He roared at the bodyguards, "What's wrong with you guys? How come you can't even hold one person down?"

The bodyguard was also completely bewildered.

Wait a minute, how come the person who was just pinned down by them suddenly ran to the side?

However, they reacted very quickly, reaching out to draw their pistols and pointing them at David.

David also snapped out of his reverie about the transmission of knowledge.

In the notebook that Ryan gave him, besides surgical knowledge, there was some other information as well.

For example, regarding the function of the magic array on the last page.

He picked up the scalpel and began to slowly and deliberately scribble on his notebook.

"What are you all standing there for? Get him down! All that money we give you every month, are you just sitting around doing nothing?"

The bodyguards, who had been reprimanded by him, did not dare to be negligent. They formed a small team of 12 and demonstrated excellent tactical skills.

Eight men brandished guns from four directions as a deterrent, while another four men attacked from the front and back.

Normally, David would have been completely unable to resist their combined attack.

Normally speaking...

*Thud! Thud!* David gripped the knife handle and opened the notebook.

A scratch was left on the paper. Common sense dictates that a scalpel's sharpness should easily cut through paper, but in reality, it did not.

David had to use all his strength to leave even a faint mark on it.

Just as he was about to finish slashing the blade, the bodyguards who had been crowding around suddenly collapsed to the ground, their legs buckling.

The notebook that Ryan gave him allows him to remotely apply his abilities to targets, all he needs to do is leave a mark on the notebook.

What he did was to sever the bodyguard's tendons.

"Don't go over there! He's suspicious! Shoot!"

The wild boar had already realized something was wrong. He withdrew his hands from the two girls and shouted at them to stop.

The two girls tried to get closer, but he slapped each of them across the face.

"What are you? Get out of here! I'm not in the mood to look at you right now!"

Upon receiving the order, the bodyguards simultaneously pointed their guns at David and pulled the triggers without hesitation.

boom!boom!