I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

"Do not!!!"

Kapil actually jumped onto the gambling table and rolled over and over, examining the dice repeatedly with suspicion, and then beat his chest in pain.

clang!

The spearhead aimed at his head was easily blocked by Du Jue. Isabel, who was holding the gun, immediately narrowed her eyes and asked, "Finisher, do you know what you are doing? Don't gamblers have any sense of hierarchy?"

Du Jue kicked Kapil off the table and raised his head to command Kape, who was standing with his arms crossed, and the notary who was taking notes: "Give me what I want now!"

Kapil, feeling disheartened, immediately became energetic upon hearing this. He turned around and threatened, "Wen Duo! Just wait for me. I won't break the bet, but I won't lose again next time!"

Du Jue, who had held back his curse words, finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Isabel. The other party's face was frosty as if she was offended, which made Du Jue sneer.

"I've killed countless minions like you in the northern part of the city. How dare you talk to me?!"

Both Cape and the ordinary gamblers found this unbelievable, not to mention the Thumb members.

Even though Isabel was well-educated, her face turned pale and she said, "No more words are needed between us!"

Bang!

Two icy bullets carrying a cold current were fired. Even though Du Jue took a step back very quickly, the bottom of his boots was still frozen to the gambling table.

Even though this level of ice could be torn apart by Du Jue with just a kick, it could still effectively hinder the enemy.

coax!

The incendiary bombs that spurted out in an orderly manner were like scorching rays, causing the temperature of the Golden Casino to rise rapidly almost instantly. Du Jue, who was hit, was completely covered in fierce flames along with the gambling table.

"Hmph, keep chasing Kapil, he must die today!"

Isabel gave the order coldly and was about to lead a group of soldiers across the human-shaped bonfire.

call!

The heavy sawtooth, with both speed and power, smashed the five soldiers walking in front without any hindrance. Their bodies and guns were all shattered like building blocks, and bones and flesh flew everywhere.

"Flame? You're just showing off your skills before an expert!"

The violent gust of wind raised by the crusher actually suppressed the flames on the gambling table, revealing a strong body covered with red scales, and the other hand holding the spiral gun was ready to go.

Seeing the gun pointed at her, Isabel's face changed drastically. She retreated and ordered: "Load armor-piercing bullets! Aim at his head!"

boom!

Du Jue didn't know what the effect of the armor-piercing bullet was, but he knew that the spiral heavy gun he threw out would undoubtedly crush the person and the armor together.

Isabel, who hastily raised her gun to block, was directly pressed to the ground by the unimaginable force. Then she could only feel an irresistible hard object violently rushing into her chest, which instantly suffocated her and made her dizzy.

puff.

Du Jue jumped off the gambling table, pulled out the spiral gun nailed to the ground, and looked around at the thumb soldiers who were still aiming their guns.

"No matter what the situation is, it should be eradicated directly!"

"At least you didn't show any disrespect before you died. I salute you."

This group of guys have a completely different style from the Vacuum Fist. At least after beheading the Vacuum Fist, the morale and strength of its members will drop a lot, but the Thumb Soldiers are very stubborn and disperse and continue to fight in an orderly manner.

The subsequent continuous scattering caused the scales on Du Jue's body, who was standing in place, to fly everywhere, and the heat accumulated in his chest quickly increased to a boiling level.

Do not use Qianlong!

Time immediately slowed down as the heat evaporated.

No matter how these thumb soldiers crossed their fire or dispersed their positions, they could not escape the giant guillotine in this slow world.

Bang bang bang!

By the time everyone reacted, the bodies of the soldiers with exploded heads fell one after another. The first floor of the casino was in tatters due to the fierce battle, and the huge pinball machine in the Golden Tournament was full of potholes.

"Yes! They are all here!"

Kapil, panting, held the target in front of Du Jue, touched his pale face, and immediately squatted down to lick the fresh blood from his thumb, which restored some of his strength.

"Don't look at that disgusting guy!"

As soon as Du Jue picked up the target, he felt himself being roughly pushed back. He turned around warily and found that it was Elena with a stern face.

Elena, who had hurriedly dragged Du Jue out of the Golden Casino, finally let him go. However, her expression was still somewhat grim as she hesitantly asked, "Could you please not take on missions involving the Blood Demon next time?"

He put the target into the suitcase and stopped sending excited messages to Sanchao. He was just waiting to get the recommendation letter, then his entry into L Company would be a sure thing. Then he looked at Elena in confusion.

"Elena, don't you care about your own kind? Besides, I didn't kill him."

When Du Jue thought about joining L Company soon, he couldn't help but look forward to the work talent he would get, but he suppressed his excitement and cared about Elena.

Moreover, based on Kapil's previous performance, Du Jue doubted that this gambler could use gambling to replace his desire for blood. He really had never seen a lunatic who would continue to gamble even with a gun pointed at his head.

"But those blood demons all look disgusting. I just don't want you to see that. It's not my fault!"

Elena lowered her eyes, a rare sight. Even her tone was a little low as she couldn't help but complain, "If only all the other blood demons were dead."

No, aren't you the Blood Demon?!

Du Jue scratched his head, finding it difficult to understand Elena's thoughts. However, since this wasn't a big deal, he quickly agreed: "Of course. For the sake of my good friend, I won't accept any commissions involving the Blood Demon in the future."

Elena immediately smiled happily, and just as she was about to hold Du Jue's hand, she suddenly took a step back and became alert.

Du Jue followed her gaze and saw Gan Jian carrying a plastic bag.

"Uh, didn't I ask you to investigate the survivors of the Emerald Row? What are you doing?!"

Faced with this cloned mother who only had him in her heart, Du Jue felt a headache and hurried to comfort Elena who was confused behind him.

"Don't worry, Mommy only looks but doesn't touch. These are all for me."

Gan Jian stood there nervously, closing his boots, then carefully threw the plastic bag over.

Du Jue took a look and saw that they were all bank cards with passwords written on them with a marker. He immediately rushed forward and grabbed Gan Jian's hand to check. Not finding any blood, he hurriedly asked: "Mom, you didn't go out to rob people, did you?"

"No, that was from the Fist of Vacuum. I saved it because I didn't have much use for it. It should be very useful to you, right?"

"I really don't lack anything, Mom, you don't have to keep looking at me!"

In order to avoid getting annoyed, I felt it necessary to ask Roland for his experience. It was indeed difficult to communicate with an experimental subject who lacked common sense.

What Du Jue didn't notice was that Elena next to him was looking back and forth at him and Gan Jian in a somewhat inappropriate manner, her eyes full of disbelief.

Just at this moment, the communicator rang. Du Jue took a look and found that the other party was not San Chao, but Ke Keqi.

172

Chapter 172 Beautiful Blood.

"Who is this?"

Elena came over curiously, but found that Gan Jian ignored her completely. She looked hesitantly at Du Jue who was answering the phone.

Du Jue suspected that Ke Keqi was here to find him to settle accounts, but he was stunned when he heard the other party's first words.

"Dead Poets Society, what an imaginative name! And this is also the artistic palace that I, as a master, should dedicate to the Ring Finger."

Kekeqi indulged herself for a while before continuing, "And you need to bring my invitation to Lead Gray Music."

"What the hell?"

Judging from the tone, the previous incident at the Impression Museum should be over, and I feel a lot more at ease after Du Jue has finished speaking.

Ke Keqi sighed before explaining, "I've invited Lead Gray Music to join the Ring Finger as a special connoisseur. Of course, I wouldn't let such a master who enjoys free creation do anything deliberate. Furthermore, I want to thank him for the gift of inspiration he gave me."

"Oh?"

Du Jue immediately became interested. Of course, he would accept anything that came his way for free. The reason he hadn't responded to the ring before was simple - it would be easy for an association to smell the scent and come after him. "What gift?"

"I really don't want to say this to a barbarian like you, but I'm very happy today and I'm going to talk to you reluctantly."

Ke Ke Qi's words were filled with disdain, but she still spoke: "I noticed a problem with Lead Gray Movement's performance costume. Do you know what it is?"

Hey!

What's wrong with this?

Could it be tracked down and discovered? But that thing was taken from the death squad of this guy Wei Ban, and it was even sprayed with a layer of lead gray paint.

"It's a duplicate! Dresses are supposed to be disposable!"

Kekeqi suddenly became excited: "Of course, perhaps the lead-gray movement is intended to express the heaviness and grayness of death, but according to my style, it's time to change into a new suit of clothes!"

Neuropathy!

"You're right. Give me a place for the contract and the gift. I'll get them right away."

Du Jue was too lazy to argue and just wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible. He had two women to deal with.

"Hmph! Don't mess this up for me, the Impression Museum issue isn't resolved yet!"

Du Jue felt a little confused after putting away the communicator. Few people gave him gifts in the city, even though Ke Keqi's perception was a little biased.

Seeing Du Jue finish the call, Gan Jian immediately opened the plastic bag with both hands and looked inside, then asked softly: "Isn't this money enough?"

Elena noticed that Du Jue was hesitant to speak, so she tried to remind Gan Jian again: "Du Jue's gambling is over, and there is no need for these now."

However, Gan Jian still stared at Du Jue and ignored Elena. This strange reaction finally made Elena realize that she was simply ignoring others.

Elena immediately retreated to Du Jue in confusion, and began to suspect the relationship between Gan Jian and Du Jue.

"No, I'm not short of money. Mom, don't save money. For example, buy some workshop weapons or high-end clothes. I'm actually quite worried about your safety."

Du Jue immediately stuffed the middle section of his index finger into the depressed Elena's mouth, and waited until she took a few sips before persuading her to leave happily. Then he smiled weakly and went to greet Gan Jian.

"Why did she bite you? Was it a blood demon? You must not be bitten by that filthy thing, or you will become one of them."

Gan Jian stared at Elena's back suspiciously, seeming to be ready to make a move.

"It's okay! I have the blood demon vaccine, so I won't turn into a blood demon."

Du Jue, who was responding casually, obviously noticed that Elena quickened her pace and must have heard Gan Jian's words.

[Sanchao: All targets have been met, and the commissions have been completed for you. I'm afraid our connection will end here. It's been a pleasure working with you, Wenduo. My superiors will contact you later to discuss the letter of recommendation.]

Very efficient!

Du Jue felt that dealing with World Wings was not very difficult, it was just that their commissions were abnormally difficult. At least for now, the other party showed no signs of defaulting on their debts.

"Mom, I have to go hand in a commission. You should go back and rest early. It must be tough on the Vacuum Fist side too."

Who knew Gan Jian just shook his head and said, "I spent a long time entering and understanding the city, searching carefully one by one. Joining the Vacuum Fist was just to make things more convenient."

"I just want to watch you like this, no matter what you do."

Du Jue finally understood why the other party had only come to him now. It turned out that Gan Jian was unwilling to give away even his portrait, let alone his name. Even the 7th Association, which mainly engaged in intelligence business, was helpless.

This cloned motherly love was too heavy to bear. It was difficult to even speak up and drive her away, so I had to use Gan Jian's three chapters.

"Mom, if you really like it, just watch from a distance. I'll call you if anything happens."

The main reason for preventing this is that Gan Jian gets too close and triggers another half-body attack.

Gan Jian nodded seriously and agreed: "Yes, but Xingxing is good, and I have to think carefully about making friends with him. Then you can get what you want."

"and many more!"

Du Jue immediately became alert, "Mom, tell me the truth, can that guy contact you?"

"Well, maybe you can hear it sometimes when you're stargazing, but it's intermittent. Isn't that a good thing?"

Gan Jian smiled expectantly, but Du Jue's hands and feet felt cold.

"Absolutely not!"

Don't yell in excitement. Let's wait until he grows up before dealing with this kind of thing. By then, who knows who will be the winner!

However, Gan Jian just lowered his head, tickled his fingernails, said nothing, and disappeared silently.

Hey!

How could he forget that Gan Jian was from the Blind Society? That group of lunatics might have instilled some weird worldview into Gan Jian, as can be seen from that bizarre fairy tale.

Leaving the notary office's closeout person to deal with the chips and the casino, Du Jue immediately rushed to the address given by Ke Keqi. As soon as he walked into the street, he was attracted by the faint fluorescence on the pedestrians. Almost everyone was wearing sunglasses.

This should be the territory of the Fluorescent Gang that belongs to the Ring Finger. The sign of the fluorescent nail salon at the street entrance is so bright that it is a bit uncomfortable.

"I want to dye this thing glitter red."

Takumaha pointed at the carotid artery on his neck and spoke excitedly. After paying the money, he was led into the blood beauty clinic.