Spellcasting Gods

The method of punishment was also very simple: regardless of the crime or motive, everyone was executed in one fell swoop.

Under this insane and brutal repression, the situation stabilized completely in less than a week.

To be precise, the security situation is ten times better than before. Even petty thugs and gang members dare not come out to rob at night, for fear of accidentally dying on the street.

Of course, as a price, two thousand people were faked to die in various accidental ways by the "cleaners," and several hundred more went missing.

If Congress hadn't mobilized numerous government agencies, including the police, the FBI, city hall, and hospitals, the media across the United States would likely have exploded.

Through this iron-fisted crackdown, the entire North American underworld has come to realize just how terrifying this newly elected New York councilman is, and how he simply doesn't value human life.

Some idle fellows even gave him a nickname—the Bloody Witch King.

With the entire Brooklyn area under his control, Zhang Cheng, who had been constantly busy, finally had a moment to relax. He began recruiting lords to strengthen his power and also prepared to participate in the upcoming auction.

This state continued until the eve of Christmas, when an interesting piece of news disrupted his peaceful life.

"My lord, in the restaurant that used to belong to the witch of lust, Catherine, there's a young woman who claims to be your woman," Polman reported in a low voice with a strange expression.

As one of the earliest people to follow Zhang Cheng, he has now completely bid farewell to his humble past and exudes a mature and steady aura.

"My woman?" Zhang Cheng raised an eyebrow in surprise.

To be honest, in all his memory, he had never slept with any woman in the world...

Chapter 0538: All Old Acquaintances

Catherine's Kiss Restaurant was Zhang Cheng's first stop after his time travel, and also the place where he first came into contact with supernatural forces.

Despite the recent upheaval in Brooklyn's underground scene, this restaurant has remained largely unchanged, maintaining its original character with a moderate number of customers, mostly white-collar workers from the surrounding area.

The only difference is that its original owner, the Witch of Desire Catherine, has died in the Fragment World. Normally, it should return to the Council and then be handed over to the next lord who rules this area.

Interestingly, a young woman who calls herself "the woman of the newly elected councilor" has taken over the place and is pocketing all the profits.

Zhang Cheng was eager to see who dared to use his name to swindle people after experiencing such brutal suppression.

He quickly arrived at the familiar underground bar after passing through the dark and gloomy underground passage.

Having suffered two major blows, the place looked rather deserted, with fewer than twenty people drinking and chatting.

The burly bartender, whether dead in the fragmented world or hiding somewhere, has been replaced by a non-mainstream girl in her early twenties with exaggerated smoky makeup and large tattoos on her exposed arms and back.

"What would you like to drink?"

The new bartender clearly didn't recognize Zhang Cheng and raised his chin to ask him.

"No, thank you. I'm afraid we don't have any drinks I like here. Besides, I'm here to find someone, not to drink."

"Oh? Who are you looking for?"

"Of course, it's the old man here..."

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, a piercing scream suddenly came from the room behind him.

"what!!!!!!!!!"

The unconventional female bartender's expression changed drastically in an instant. She pulled a Remington shotgun from under the bar and rushed out.

The guests in the lobby seemed to be used to it and continued doing what they were doing.

The bizarre scene made Zhang Cheng frown subconsciously, but he ultimately chose to follow behind.

Before long, he saw a muscular black man with his upper body naked in a dark corner, holding a torn piece of clothing in his hand. A few meters away, a girl was squatting on the ground, covering her private parts with her hands.

It goes without saying that this was the scene of an attempted rape.

The unconventional bartender, who had rushed over, pointed a gun at the burly man's head and roared, "Get out of my way! Stay away from my sister! Or I'll smash your head in!"

"Hahahaha! Smash my head? Are you sure this toy can hurt me?"

With unrestrained, maniacal laughter, the black man suddenly took a few steps forward, revealing an extremely ugly face.

Coincidentally, Zhang Cheng also knew the owner of this face.

The other party was none other than Paul, the bully who tried to extort protection money from him.

"Fuck! Die! You filthy nigger!" The unconventional bartender, undoubtedly hot-tempered, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!boom!

After two gunshots, Bohr was thrown into the air and crashed heavily to the ground.

Within twenty meters, the terrifying impact of a shotgun is unparalleled; even an elephant would be forced to lie down if hit by it.

Just a few seconds later, the black gorilla staggered to its feet, and the bullet hole on its forehead healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, even squeezing out the small steel ball.

Enraged, he snatched the shotgun, snapped it in two, and grabbed the bartender by the slender neck, cursing, "You bitch! You actually dared to shoot me!"

"Let...let me go! You...you...scum!"

"Scum? Fine! I'll be scum for once today!"

With a savage grin, Paul ripped off the bartender's clothes and began to ravage her body without restraint, leaving large bruises in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the plot starting to veer towards R-rated content, Zhang Cheng had no choice but to slowly emerge from the darkness, teasingly saying in a playful tone, "Yo! Long time no see! Isn't this the supreme overlord of the bar—Lord Boer? What's wrong? Can't collect protection money lately, so you've resorted to taking your anger out on women?"

"Who?!" Paul, no longer able to take advantage of the situation, quickly turned around.

"What, don't you recognize me?" Zhang Cheng took a few more steps toward the light source.

moment!

The ferocious expression on Bohr's face disappeared!

Instead, there was deep fear!

My whole body was trembling violently and uncontrollably!

He will never forget that young Asian face!

I can't forget the agony of hovering on the edge of death for a whole month!

If the area behind him wasn't completely blocked off, he would definitely turn around and run away!

"Ah! It seems you recognize me." Zhang Cheng was undoubtedly satisfied with the big, clumsy man's reaction, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped!

A blinding white arc of electricity struck the target's chest directly, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"Ah! No! Don't kill me!" Paul screamed as he knelt down and begged.

Although the electric shock he had just received was not strong, it involuntarily reminded him of pain and death.

Staring at this typical lazy, shameless, low-IQ, bullying-the-weak Black man, Zhang Cheng sneered and asked, "Give me a reason not to kill you! Tell me, besides creating garbage, what value do you have?"

"I...I...I can serve you! No matter what it is, just give the order and I promise I will do it without hesitation."

"Sorry, I'm not a recycling center, I don't need trash."

After saying that, Zhang Cheng once again shot out white lightning from his fingertips, instantly burning Bohr into black carbonized matter.

As an even stronger, more pungent smell of burning filled the air, the unconventional female bartender finally snapped out of her daze and cautiously asked, "Who are you? Why are you helping us?"

“That’s the question I should be asking! Who are you? Why are you being targeted by Paul? You know, he’s not one of those street thugs who’s only interested in anything over $100,000.” Zhang Cheng said, as he walked around to the back and looked the two young women over with interest.

"Sir, don't you recognize me?"

The younger sister, who had been hiding in the corner without saying a word, slowly stood up, revealing a face that bore an eight or nine-tenths resemblance to the witch of desire, Catherine.

"You are...Elizabeth?!"

Although they had only met once, Zhang Cheng still recognized the girl who had once stirred a strong desire to possess her.

But since gaining psychic abilities, he has been able to be himself, face his desires, and not fall into a state of losing control.

"That's right! It's me! Thank God! You finally showed up!"

Elizabeth was clearly still under the influence of Catherine's magic. She pounced on Zhang Cheng and hugged his neck tightly, bursting into tears. Tears streamed down her face, quickly soaking a large area of ​​her shoulder.

Chapter 0539 Elizabeth in a Dire Situation

Fifteen minutes later, Elizabeth's agitated emotions finally calmed down. She took a few relatively inconspicuous clothes from Catherine's wardrobe, changed into them, and then went back to a relatively secluded private room in the underground bar to sit down.

The female bartender, wearing heavy smoky makeup, went to the bar and mixed three low-alcohol cocktails, then sat silently to the side without saying a word.

Judging from the calm expression on her face, she seemed completely unconcerned about the assault she had just suffered. She sipped her drink while eyeing Zhang Cheng with curiosity.

The silence lasted for about two or three minutes before Elizabeth finally couldn't help but ask, "Is my grandmother really dead, as the rumors say?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Cheng made no attempt to hide anything and nodded slightly.

"So that's how it is... No wonder they dared to treat me like that." The girl subconsciously clenched her fists, as if she had thought of something terrible.

"What do you mean? Who are they referring to? What did they do to you?"

Although Zhang Cheng could use his psychic abilities to directly read the other person's thoughts and memories, he did not intend to do so.

If he uses psychic abilities in similar situations, he will soon become a complete psychopath, just like the Mind Flayers of Faerûn, who see all living beings except themselves as slaves and food.

Elizabeth, clearly unaware that she had just escaped a disaster, explained with a wry smile, "It's a problem about guardianship and inheritance."

First of all, my grandmother wrote a will some time ago, and I am the sole heir to that will.

Although she is now dead, from a legal perspective, she can only be considered missing, and it will take seven years before she can be considered dead.

So right now, not only am I not getting a single penny, but I've also lost the allowance I used to receive every month, making it impossible for me to make a living.

Secondly, due to my grandmother's sudden disappearance, I lost my legal guardian, and child protection agencies wanted to send me back to my original foster family.

What's even more frightening is that many people, after learning that I am the heir to a large fortune, have started to have ulterior motives.

Whether it was the so-called 'parents' or Bohr, they all longed to get a large sum of money from me.

There was even a mob boss who threatened to force me into prostitution if I didn't hand over five million dollars in cash within a month.

"So you pretended to be my woman to intimidate those scheming guys?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He had no idea that the accident in the fragmented world would bring such a terrible disaster to the girl in front of him, and he never expected that she would resort to such despicable means first.

Not to mention the bizarre superpowers that emerge in the underworld, even a normal person with a brain wouldn't easily believe them.