Overturned Tower

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At the very beginning, the strangling operation was also smooth sailing.

He only haunted at night, snatched what he wanted wantonly, and killed the mercenaries he saw passing by.For no other reason, and no hatred, just because he was strong enough, and because there would be no consequences for them being killed.

However, when he tried to kill a group of mercenaries after a hearty battle...the other party said that they were entrusted by the elf director.

--ha?so what?

"Then let him come down to the city to trouble me."

Hang Hang sneered indifferently: "I never accept threats from others."

After he finished speaking, he crushed the chip they escorted...

But after pretending to be coercive, Hang Kill cautiously killed all the mercenaries.

But for some reason, this matter still leaked out.

The uptown "sponsor" who originally contacted him and regarded him as a "treasure" was suddenly liquidated by the Executive Department, all businesses were sealed up, and they were expelled to the ground.

——The high and mighty figure actually ruined his family and life because of him, a humble ant.

The strangulation did not realize the imminent crisis.

It was Hanging's 24th birthday, and he went early to pick up the handmade luxury cake he ordered from the best cake shop in Uptown.

Because of this, he escaped by luck.

When he came back, he found that the place of the Black Tiger Group had been surrounded by people.

The men in black from the executive department all wore black trench coats uniformly, held non-lethal weapons, and uniformly colored light flowed in their pupils.

They came in groups to exterminate the "black tiger group that destroyed the director's important chip".

The leader was a youth with antlers and a stinky face.

From him, Strangling realized for the first time... what true strength is.

He also finally understood what he had done wrong——

The Black Tiger Group was the most powerful uncoded organization in the lower city at that time, bar none.

But the boy just flicked the lighter lightly, and instantly exploded the uncoded people who were holding heavy firepower within a few hundred meters in front of him into pieces.

A mist of blood spread across the block.The shattered corpse lay on the ground.

The real battle was over in an instant.

That overwhelming power deeply shocked the strangulation.

He realized that perhaps he was still not strong enough.He stayed where he was, not even daring to show his head.

Survivors shot at them like they were going crazy—or maybe they really were.

But the dense rain can knock down those men in black like mowing grass, but it still can't knock down the boy with antlers.

Ripples echoed around him, intercepting all the bullets.

Strangling didn't dare to confront him at all.

His first reaction was to go home quickly, pack up his things and run away.

However, Hang Ling discovered that all the prosthetic bodies transplanted on his mother had been deactivated. With the liquidation of his "superior", all the resources under his control were reset to zero within a day, and all the prosthetic bodies transplanted before had been deactivated. Remote deactivation by Cyber ​​Security.She was crippled again, and worse than before... due to the sequelae of her tuberculosis, she had her lungs modified into electronic lungs.

Hang Kill wanted to run away with her on his back, but the prosthetic body was too heavy.He can't disassemble the prosthetic body, and his movement speed becomes extremely slow.

And at this moment, those uncoded people started shooting at him.

——The execution department didn't even notice the strangulation, but the strangulation had offended those people before, and desperately wanted to drag the strangulation into the water.

At this time, the strangled mother blocked the bullets for him.

"Run away, Mahavira..."

She finally cried out: "Don't be controlled by others...it's my mother who is sorry for you...

"Run away, Mahavira! Don't be used anymore... The company in the upper city, the scum in the lower city, everyone is untrustworthy! And that damned man... Don't trust any of them anymore!

"Remember your name, Mahavira! You are not a strangler, you are Mahavira!

"You are a great hero - you live for yourself!"

After she said that, without even giving Hang Hang a chance to respond, she shot and pierced her own head.

She gave birth to him on her own, named him "Hero" on her own, left her last words on her own and died.

But at that moment, Hang Sha felt his sanity evaporate.

Knowing that this was a dead end, he turned around.Kill those who dare to shoot themselves first.

Afterwards, he decided to fight that antler boy with all his might.

That irrational action may be mixed with anger, or it may be remorse, or it may be that he simply does not want to live anymore.

Hang Kill thought to himself, it should at least be possible to exchange one for one and kill the leader of the opponent.

But at the moment when strangled tried his best and touched the opponent's body.

He only heard a loud bang in his head, and he bled from his orifices in an instant and completely lost consciousness.

During the whole process, the boy didn't even look him in the eye.His shoulders were always relaxed, even if he was approached by strangulation, there was no trace of fear or tension at all.

What is finally engraved in the memory of the strangulation is the indifferent, calm, and ironic glance of the young man.

When Hang woke up again, he found himself in an uptown hospital.

And an elf boy with black hair and red eyes was sitting by the bed, looking at him with a smile.

No one knows exactly what they talked about.

When Stretch returned to the lower city again, his character became calm and low-key.

It took him three months to find his father who had escaped without any injuries and even took away a lot of property.

He's already restarted boxing rings in other parts of downtown.

Go to the end of Road 302, Area F, Regeneration Factory Area.It's too small, not even one-tenth the size of the boxing ring that Strangling grew up in.

But this time, Strangling made his debut as a challenger.

After easily defeating his father, who was beginning to grow old, and ignoring the other party's pleadings and hanging him without hesitation, he obtained the ownership of the boxing ring and the other party's forces according to the rules of the underground black boxing.

After that, Hang Ling stripped off his father's tiger skin and made himself a tiger skin vest.

His mother left him many last words.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of these are obvious and impossible to do.

Not controlled by the company?Don't hang out with the scum?

To be a great hero?Live only for yourself?

...like a fairy tale.

But, that was his mother after all.He was the only person in this world who didn't want to kill him even after making him angry.

Her last words must be taken a little seriously.At least one should be done.

Strangling thought about it, feeling that he might only be able to do one thing.

That is to put the "damn man" to death.

——Ah, it's very fun to say.

He should have died long ago.

After strangling the man who had given him pain since childhood with the Jiu-Jitsu he first taught him.Hanging felt like he was finally free—he was no longer a thug, but a "boss", a leader.

From that dilapidated little boxing ring, a new organization was established.

The White Lion Group, which is the complete opposite of the Black Tiger Group, is the name of his organization.

He immediately put forward the "Law of Silence": No one should attack the big shots in the upper city, and no one should leak information about the lower city to the upper city. Simply put, no one is allowed to cause trouble, and no one is allowed to betray.

He has paid the price of blood to prove this law.

Compared with those ignorant young people in the downtown area... At only 24 years old, he has become as cautious, timid and mature as a middle-aged man.

After much consideration, he still gave up the name Mahavira.

With the death of the last person who knew his name, no one in this world would know that man who should never have been born from the very beginning, with blood on his hands and human life all over his body, deserves death.

At some point in the past, he was called by someone...【Great Hero】.

Chapter 51 Hello, sister

"By the way, you put the strangulation and the inferior... is it okay?"

Delphinium asked curiously and worriedly: "I remember being beaten by bad guys before strangling. In other words, there are not many people in the lower city who haven't been beaten by bad guys... You let the two of them be alone, Won't the inferior be strangled for revenge or killed?"

Russell's class reunion didn't last long.

After all, we are all very sensible adults.

Although they used to be classmates, they are good friends who talk about everything.But after so many years, it is impolite, unhealthy and unrealistic to want to tie old friends to your side.

A reunion is like a glass of fine wine.Just have a taste of it, and experience the relaxation of being slightly drunk and the beauty of being out of boring affairs.

If there is no temperance, it will lose its reason, become ugly, and be disgusting.

Only an hour and a half later, Chen Sha proposed to end the party.

Rejecting Chensha's request to drive Russell and the delphinium back, Russell took the delphinium to wander the streets of Sogo Island at night.

"No," Russell said with certainty, "Don't listen to Mr. Hang saying that he wants to take revenge on me... On the one hand, it's because of his excess self-esteem, and on the other hand, it's because he has a strong sense of inferiority complex.

"Under the influence of these two kinds of psychology, he will pay special attention to his every move and his own face. Let alone revenge on the inferior, he will definitely help the inferior even if something happens to the inferior. Even if it is When he was in danger, he couldn't tolerate the inferior being in danger in front of him.

"There is such a personality... probably because he had an unfortunate childhood."

"Have you read his mind?"

"Of course. I just haven't read yours."

"Didn't I allow you to read it?"

Delphinium was a little dissatisfied: "Did you take it as my kind words?"

"That's not true, it's just because it's unnecessary... because I don't have the desire to control everything. And we have enough tacit understanding, don't we? There is no need to read minds, I can understand you, and you can understand me .”

"That's right. I thought just now that I would be the villain in the end."

Delphinium walked in front with her hands behind her back, turned her head slightly, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "For example, when your party lasts for more than two hours... I will jump out and say inexplicably, 'Your Mr. Russell last night because of I was so excited to go back to my hometown, I barely slept', and then dragged you back to sleep.

"After all, you are all friends. If it's like Chensha, it's okay if the host announces the end of the meeting... If someone suddenly says that he has something to leave, but the others are happy, it will be too disappointing. It hurts feelings. But at this time, there is no problem if an 'outsider' like me brings it up - after all, you are just accommodating me, and I am the one who is not polite."

"You understand well, Ms. Flordy."

Russell looked at Delphinium teasingly: "Can you be so thoughtful about such a small matter?"

"I learned it from TV."

Delphinium stopped in front, hugged Russell with one hand, and whispered to his neck: "But rather than saying 'you understand, ma'am'...I want you to say 'you are so good , my sister'."

"...You agreed, don't touch me when you go back."

Russell begged for mercy in a low voice: "Maomao is very sleepy. Really sleepy."

"I remember. Just to scare you..."

Delphinium smiled meaningfully: "A dog can always tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal."

Russell shrank his neck and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, is there any program that will teach this kind of thing? I don't remember it."

"Because there really isn't."

"Did not you say……"

"That's because when I'm watching some animations, novels, TV series or movies, I often see some lovable characters suddenly make some rather stupid operations. Either they don't use their brains, or they are too self-righteous , or you are too anxious to do things, or you are not considerate of others..."

Delphinium tilted her head, remembering.

"That's because the screenwriter has a problem with his brain," Russell complained. "The relationship is already very good, but he wants to delay it. So he imposed conflicts to cool down... How about dragging the audience?"

"No, that's part of what you said. But anyway, it would be nice to remind me."

Delphinium shook her head and said seriously: "When I feel that certain behaviors are not good...for example, it will make people feel embarrassed, or it will raise other people's blood pressure, or it will be self-defeating and drag others down. Sometimes, I will write it down carefully. For example, when a teammate calls you 'quick go' after the break, and then cries over there, 'I won't go, I won't go' and other mentally handicapped plots..."