I am a working emperor in Lobotomy City

The tattooed man with a spiked leather belt around his neck came over aggressively, not giving in at all just because they outnumbered the other side.

He raised his hand to poke Du Jue in the chest, but was firmly grasped by the mechanical arm.

"My name is Du Jue, I have something to ask Jing Mei, take me in."

"Who the hell do you think you are?!"

With a backhand move, he twisted the belt man's arm and knocked him down. In an instant, all the tattooed men around him surrounded him, and many stall owners quickly evacuated with their treasures.

In just half a minute, almost everyone in the market ran away.

"How dare you! This is the deal between Jingmei and me. Can you afford to mess it up?"

He put on an arrogant attitude and found that the people here seemed to have not received the news that they were hunting him, which made him feel more confident.

Sure enough, as soon as Jingmei’s transaction was mentioned, these people immediately hesitated.

After all, their boss has the final say and has accumulated power for a long time, so no one thinks Du Jue would dare to use Jingmei's name to trick them.

"Then you just wait here, and tell these guys to get out of here. Do you want to start a war with us?"

Even though his arm was twisted, the belt man stood up without acting rashly. He gritted his teeth and told the people around him not to act rashly.

"Are you going to make me stand here and wait? Humph, you have no class etiquette at all, and you have no sense of morality."

"Just tell Jingmei that the deal fell through because of you, let's go!"

Don't give the other person any time to think and never just turn around and leave.

The three iron men and the mice were all stunned. They were just playing here. It was you who asked them to come, and it was you who wanted to leave.

"etc!"

While the man in the belt was adjusting his own bones, he signaled his younger brother to move the shelves to reveal the hidden passage behind.

"Only you can go in and wait. I'll go inform the boss now."

After saying that, he took out the communicator.

"and many more!"

"I'm warning you, don't provoke me again and again!"

The man in the belt held his cell phone in his hand, and the anger in his eyes seemed to want to eat Du Jue.

"Hey, we're all buddies. I was just joking with you."

Without stimulating the blood pump, one can clearly see the bruises on the belt man's shoulders and his increasingly ugly expression.

Bang!

A shadow flashed by, and the man with the belt fell to the ground after being hit hard on the temple by an elbow.

Du Jue frowned at the surprised members of the Bereaved Dog Group and the rats, and swung his right arm.

"What are you waiting for? You didn't really think I was just a guest, did you? I already said it was just a joke."

"Hurry up and grab it!"

coax!

The entire factory was in chaos in an instant.

Chi Chi Chi.

The sound of gas leakage made Du Jue's scalp tingle. Who knows whether it was addictive gas or poisonous gas.

"Come on, let's go in!"

Du Jue led the Iron Man towards the hidden passage that had just been opened, picked up a crowbar and swept away the members of the Bereaved Dogs who were blocking the way.

The blood pump made him feel like a little superman, except that he would breathe heavily during activation.

"What the hell, who are you!"

Following the passage, Du Jue arrived at a place that was suspected to be the employee dormitory area. There were neatly arranged six-story dormitories on both sides, and a plastic running track in front.

The members of the Bereaved Dogs who were playing cards at the stairs on both sides noticed the intruder and immediately ran upstairs.

Du Jue initially thought they were cowardly and wanted to escape, but his face immediately changed when he discovered that there were two fixed large crossbows on each floor of the dormitory.

There are guns in cities, but they are very expensive, and even their caliber and power are restricted by laws.

There aren't many workshops with proof of producing guns, and the bullets in a magazine can be more expensive than the gun itself. Even the thumbs of Urban Star prioritize hitting people with the butt of the gun.

The sound of a gun is worth a fortune.

"Follow me, you guys go to the right!"

Avoid crossing the stairs to the second floor on the left in just a few steps.

The dormitory area was too spacious. If they rushed in, they would definitely be shot into pieces by the crossbows on both sides.

call out!

Du Jue, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, pulled the spear to block the crossbow arrow for himself, and then rushed out like a cheetah.

"Du-Dujue, you bastard!"

Click.

With precise grip on the enemy's jaw, he twisted it upwards with all his might, breaking their neck in an instant.

Du Jue then took over and fixed the crossbow and shot through the remaining two people.

Then they rushed at full speed and finally arrived at the factory director's office.

The floor was littered with cigarette butts, and the table was covered with all kinds of precious ornaments, many of which were stained with fresh blood.

鏮鍶錔 and 錒鍩鍀 immediately opened the body bag on the ground and frantically stuffed things into it.

Du Jue, who was keeping watch at the door, picked up a guide to cooking human flesh on the ground. It was an advertising flyer for a restaurant.

"What kind of bullshit is being advertised?"

Avoid crumpling it into a ball and eating it.

[Working Talent: Garbage King]

[Description: The real garbage king can even eat plastic]

[Effect: Your digestive and immune abilities are greatly increased]

The talent he gained from joining the garbage collectors doesn't allow him to eat plastic raw, but he can easily eat a ball of paper.

Unfortunately, there is no superior-subordinate relationship between the garbage man and him, leaving no room for him, the working emperor, to perform.

Luo couldn't wait to smash the lock of the cabinet under the desk, and when he opened it, he saw gold and banknotes everywhere.

"I-we sent it!"

10 Crimson Mist

"Give me the money"

"W-What are you going to do?"

"Give the stray dog some trouble, or he'll come looking for you tonight."

Luo reluctantly counted all the cash to Du Jue while the other two were checking the loot.

After the great harvest, they ignored the rats and ran straight back to the prosthetic clinic.

"I'm the boss and I manage the money. You guys just wait here."

Avoid standing at the door and observing for a while and then rushing out.

He had already made an agreement with the garbage collectors and asked them not to hang around him and the stray dog for a week.

Now it's time to plan the next step.

"Finn, what a coincidence."

Du Jue sighed that the garbage man's network of connections was really useful around here, and as soon as he arrived, he saw Finn at work.

"You're the one who caused me to get scolded by Run last time, and I still have to work overtime to handle those commissions. Most of the clients refused to pay me when they heard that I'm not from a good firm."

"I'm a ninth-level finisher, you liar! Even your claim of knowing my sister is a lie!"

Du Jue looked at the angry Finn who was still standing there arguing with him, and felt that he was too relaxed in the city.

If it were Jingmei or Luo, they would have already taken action.

What a high-quality leek, I will come to you next time!

"You're wrong about that. Let me ask you, did you do what was commissioned?"

"Jun said that there's no point in doing a thousand of those rubbish commissions!"

"So he's just an eighth-level finisher, he has no vision!"

Finn suddenly looked at Du Jue strangely.

"Are you a seventh-level finisher?"

Du Jue smiled mysteriously, knowing that the child had taken the bait again.

"Have you heard of the Crimson Mist? The color finisher from Alley 23"

"You wouldn't say you are the Crimson Mist, would you?"

Finn's eye twitched, feeling that Du Jue was treating him like a fool.

"Don't you realize that she and I have something in common? I'm from Lane 23, too."

"Are you neighbors?"

"Uh, she killed all the neighbors, I live across from her."

Hearing this, Finn laughed at himself for wasting his time with a liar.

Du Jue saw the other person turn around and leave and did not immediately follow him.

"Hey, let me tell you a story about the Crimson Mist just becoming the final one. It's absolutely authentic!"

“That’s the secret to her success with color.”

"Do you really know her?"

Finn, who had retreated at some point, was skeptical.

"Nonsense, I've seen her when she was seven years old."

Refers to game images.

"Carly became a cleaner at the age of 20 and gave some money to the neighbors who took care of her."

Finn's eyes lit up, as if he saw his idol.

"You actually even know her name, but I remember Crimson Mist was a good person. Why did she kill these neighbors?"

"Nothing, just a kidnapping and robbery by the neighbors while she was sleeping."

"You didn't even participate in the kidnapping, let alone say you saved her."

"Brother, are you stupid? She didn't give me any money. Besides, she can break free and start killing people at any time. It's just that I can't accept it for the time being."

"After experiencing betrayal, Carly no longer trusts others easily"

Finn was silent for a long time, because this story was completely urban.

He spoke with some difficulty.

"So you're telling me not to trust others?"

"Wrong again. Crimson Mist later believed a certain speaker and followed him to establish the current Lobotomy Corporation."

"If you ask around at the association, you'll find out that Crimson Mist is working at Lobotomy Corporation."

"hiss"

Finn stared at Dujue in disbelief, wondering how Dujue could know so many secrets.

“I mean, investing is an art.”

"Look at those neighbors, they are pure bad stocks, but making mistakes in investment is inevitable."