Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Because he discovered that this guy was completely different from the person he had expected.

This guy seems to always listen to P850, but he's completely unscrupulous. He doesn't care if his actions ruin P850's plans, or if he'll be arrested by the Ruicheng commando team for taking action in Ruicheng.

He has a kind of unbridled freedom that he can unleash at any time.

In this respect, Dark Morty is actually quite envious of Morty, because he can't do whatever he wants and has to execute everything according to his own plan and ensure that all unfavorable factors disappear.

But behind this carefree attitude, he is a battering ram used to smash everything.

This is probably why that old man regarded him as extremely important!

This is a tricky situation...

With no longer any intention to provoke Grandpa and Morty, and even planning to avoid them in the future, Dark Little Morty took out his phone and made a call, asking the other party to cancel his pre-booked attack package.

But...

"You want to cancel? Clients can cancel up to an hour before the operation begins. Once the operation is underway, our staff will shut down all communications. You should be able to see that in the contract."

"That's a five-million-word contract!!! Do you think I have the time to read five million words???"

"It can no longer be cancelled."

"Fuck!!! The customer is king!!! I paid!!!"

Dark Mo threw his phone aside, stood inside for a few seconds and thought for a moment before rushing out. But to his dismay, Morty was nowhere to be found!

Or perhaps this guy already has a teleportation gun, so naturally he doesn't need to go to the permanent random teleportation portal in Ruicheng.

So...

Despite his deep reluctance, Dark Mo knew he had to immediately head to universe C167 to warn or stop the assassins.

Otherwise, he would have to face an angry P850 and Morty.

The portal opened.

He went over there, thinking his presence would attract attention, but... they were busy arguing... nobody even noticed him...

"Fuck! Rick! This isn't my idea to bring her here! This is clearly not my fault! Why are you blaming me? She ran into me! It's not my fault!"

Jerry kept shifting blame and refused to admit his wrongdoing, which led to Rick coming over. He hid behind Beth and continued to deny responsibility even after his grandfather had been beaten and had his head broken.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him! Rick was just grieving! You've brought him back to his senses! Stop! We just lost Morty! Please don't hit him anymore!"

Somme, who was crying, went to pull Rick away. While trying to calm Rick down, she looked at her grandfather, who had been beaten and was bleeding from the head. Her grief was as vast as the ocean.

Morty died first, and now Grandpa has been brutally beaten, going from a 'walking corpse' who has lost everything to rolling on the ground in agony.

That's terrible! That's terrible!

How could such a tragic thing happen in this world!

Why would this female version of Rick be so cruel to her own grandfather?!

He just lost his beloved grandson!

He was immersed in pain for over ten hours!

He's already in such a terrible state, why do you still want to hit him?!

"I'm telling you guys...can you guys...can you just shut up for a second..."

He shouted a few times from the side, but found that no one paid any attention to him. Everyone's attention was on female Rick and her grandfather who was being beaten.

Dark Mo glanced at the clock on the wall and estimated the last time before the assassins arrived. He never liked to speak loudly, so he had no choice but to shout at the top of his lungs.

"You bunch of people! Quiet down!!!"

"Fuck you! What's all the fuss about! What's there to argue about! So what if he locked you up for decades! What's there to argue about such a trivial matter!"

Grandpa: "..."

Female Rick: "..."

Sangmei: "..."

Jerry: "..."

Beth: "..."

Seeing Morty, who doesn't seem to think much, appear here, and the group of unfamiliar faces, especially Sangmei, given her understanding of Ruicheng, her first thought was...

You ordered a new Morty?!

Damn it! Morty's only been dead for a short time!!! How could you! How could you replace him with someone else so quickly!!!

Then...

Jerry, Beth, and Rick rushed forward together, desperately trying to pull Sammy back to prevent her from actually killing her badly injured grandfather on the spot...

"Fuck you! Do you guys have any humanity?! Morty's dead!!! And he's already replacing Morty with another Morty so quickly!!!"

"And you! Female Rick! Weren't you yelling about killing him?! Hurry up and help me do it!!!"

Rick, who was trying to break up the fight, said with a dark expression, "I do want to kill him, but not all at once. I want to make him pay for all the torment I've suffered over the years! If you kill him outright, all that torment I've endured will be... Holy crap! His eyes are rolling back!!! Quick, quick, emergency help!!!"

Seeing the crowd descend into chaos again after his outburst, Dark Mo's face gradually crumbled...

What kind of monsters and demons are you all...?

Chapter 429 Disgusting Dark Little Mo

"Ah~ this Ruicheng-style Mexican burrito is so delicious~"

"Wow! After being in this world for so long, I finally have the chance to enjoy a peaceful meal in Ruicheng without being disturbed. It's really not easy..."

"Huh? Who called me? Never mind! Too lazy to answer!"

Instead of heading straight back as Dark Mo had predicted, Moty was happily enjoying local specialty snacks at a street food stall in the Moty district of Ruicheng.

Grandpa was never stingy when it came to giving money.

So Morty always has a few hundred dollars in emergency funds, plus a supplementary gold card that can be used to pay in any parallel universe.

This naturally allows him to obtain what he wants in a more civilized way without having to beat up another Morty.

After finishing a mildly spicy Mexican-style burrito, Morty was a little tempted to go back, but he thought that it wouldn't look good for Sangmei if he went back so early.

After all, he had died in front of her once.

Although it was all for the sake of completing the final time loop, being deceived still leaves one feeling uneasy.

Therefore, the wisest choice for me is to let my grandfather bear the brunt of Sang Mei's anger, and then shift the blame onto him when I get back.

Yes! It was all Grandpa's secret instruction! That's why I had to fake my death!

So, where should we go next?

Morty, wanting to kill some time, looked around. Facing this unfamiliar city, he didn't know where to go.

But Morty's deep-seated thirst for adventure meant he would never just find a random place to have a smoke.

Since we're here, we should check out what unique services Ruicheng offers!

Yeah! The serious kind!

After making inquiries for about ten minutes, Morty, standing in front of the Morty District nightclub, looked at the Morty pole dancing sign made of dozens of neon lights and fell into a strange emotion.

Although he knew he wasn't the person on the sign.

But this body of mine is that of the person on the signboard, so with such a strong sense of immersion, this feeling becomes extremely unpleasant...

Why the hell does a nightclub like Morty even exist?!

fuck~

"Brother, is this your first time here?"

Just as Morty was about to leave, a large, overweight Morty with a mustache walked up from behind, casually placed his right hand on his shoulder, and asked him a question in a very familiar manner.

You can tell from the tone of this person with the mustache that they are very familiar with this area.

Morty shook off his hand, then turned and left, because this Morty Nightclub... he didn't even want to look at it! What a horrible, eyesore this place was!

Morty has no idea how much psychological trauma he would be left with if he walked in and saw a Morty doing pole dancing!

Just imagining that scene terrifies Morty.

But then the man with the mustache stopped him with a single sentence: "Hey! Why are you always so serious? I've already taken care of everything you asked me to do. Where's my money?"

Upon hearing this, Morty thought for a moment and realized that this matter must be related to Dark Morty, because almost all the Mortys that Ruicheng allowed in were those whose danger was controllable.

It's safe to say that in the entire city of Rui, besides Dark Mo, who else would be involved in such a conspiracy?

So...

The handsome young man turned around, took out his grandfather's supplementary gold card, transferred money, and obtained a complete set of fake identities that had already been entered into the Ruicheng Information Management System.

"D870 Morty, you really haven't given up..."

Looking at the innocent expression on Dark Morty's face on the yellow ID card, Morty not only inwardly praised the actor's acting skills but also harbored a tiny bit of wicked thoughts!

To be honest, Morty actually really wants to compete with this guy, who is the second most popular character in the entire Remo comics, besides C137.

Just like if you were transported back to the time of the Qin Dynasty's destruction, you would definitely want to fight alongside Liu Bang and Xiang Yu for the world, rather than sailing to Japan.

The strongest! I am the strongest!

Morty just hasn't had much of an opportunity to do that.

So... given what someone did before, which caused quite a bit of trouble for him and his grandfather, it shouldn't be a problem for me to use his identity to do some bad things, right?

Thinking of this, Morty's mischievous spirit, fueled by the red blood flowing through his veins, was completely ignited.

Previously, I was always the one who passively caused trouble.

This time, he's going to take the initiative and cause trouble!

But to create something that would upset Dark Morty without making him so angry that he'd cross universes and start killing people would be a real test of Morty's skills.

Fortunately... he was in a place that would make the other person extremely uncomfortable in the future.

Taking a deep breath, summoning the fighting spirit he only had when he broke with his grandfather, Morty gritted his teeth, turned around abruptly, and called out 'affectionately', "Morty with the mustache, what's included in your most expensive set meal?"

The man with the mustache, who had already stepped halfway into the nightclub, and Morty, the thug guarding the door, both shuddered, their eyes practically overflowing with disbelief.