Chapter 521 The White Lion Group and the Law of Silence

At the beginning, the strangulation operation went smoothly.

He only comes out at night, steals what he wants, and kills the mercenaries he sees passing by. There was no other reason, no hatred, just because he was strong enough and because there were no consequences for them being killed.

However, when he once 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 just let him come to the lower city to cause trouble for me."

Hangzhou sneered nonchalantly: "I never accept threats from others."

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

But after showing off, Strangler still cautiously killed all the mercenaries.

But for some reason, this matter still leaked out.

The "sponsor" of Shangcheng District who was originally in contact with him and regarded him as a "treasure" was suddenly liquidated and sealed by the Executive Department, and all businesses were sealed and expelled to the ground.

——The high and mighty man actually lost his fortune and life because of a humble ant like him.

And Strangler didn't realize the approaching crisis at all.

That day was Strangler's twenty-fourth 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 narrowly escaped.

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

The group of men in black from the execution department were all wearing black trench coats, holding non-lethal weapons, and their pupils had a uniform color of light flowing in them.

They came in large numbers and in groups to annihilate the "Black Tiger Group that destroyed the director's important chip."

The leader was a boy with antlers with a foul face.

From him, Hangzhou experienced for the first time... what true power is.

He finally understood what he had done wrong——

The Black Tiger Group was the most powerful uncensored organization in Xiacheng District at that time.

But the boy just flicked the lighter and instantly exploded the entire street of uncoded people with heavy firepower within a few hundred meters in front of him into minced meat.

The diffuse blood mist spread in the neighborhood. The shattered corpse lay on the ground.

The real battle was over in an instant.

That overwhelming power deeply shocked Strangler.

He realized that maybe he was not strong enough. He stopped where he was, not even daring to show his head.

The survivors were shooting at them like crazy - maybe they were really scared.

But the dense rain could knock down the men in black like mowing grass, but it could never knock down the boy with antlers.

Overlapping ripples echoed around him, intercepting all the bullets.

Hangzhou didn't dare to confront him at all.

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

But Hangsha discovered that all the prosthetic bodies transplanted on his mother had been deactivated. As his "superior" was liquidated, all the resources under his control were reduced to zero in one day, and all the prosthetic bodies transplanted before were deactivated. Cybersecurity is deactivated remotely. She became crippled again, worse than before... due to the sequelae of her tuberculosis, she had her lungs transformed into electronic lungs.

Strangler wanted to carry her and escape, but the prosthetic body was too heavy. He couldn't disassemble his prosthetic body, so his movement speed became extremely slow.

At this time, the uncoded ones started shooting at him.

——The executive department didn't even notice the strangulation, but those who had offended him before were trying to drag him down out of desperation.

At this time, Hangzhou's mother took the opportunity to block these bullets for him.

"Run away quickly, Mahavira..."

She finally cried: "Don't be controlled by others anymore... Mom is sorry for you..."

"Run away, Mahavira! Don't be taken advantage of anymore... The companies in the upper city, the scum in the lower city, no one is trustworthy! And that damn man... don't trust any of them anymore!

"Remember your name, Mahavira! You are not strangled, you are Mahavira!

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

After she said that, she shot herself through the head without even giving him a chance to respond.

He thought of giving birth to him, he thought of naming him "Hero", he thought of himself and left his last words and then died.

But at that moment, Strangulation felt that his reason had evaporated.

Knowing that this was a dead end, he turned back. First kill those who dare to shoot at you.

Then, he decided to fight for the boy with antlers.

That irrational behavior may be mixed with anger, regret, or he simply doesn't want to live anymore.

Strangler thought that he should be able to at least kill the opponent's leader one by one.

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

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

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

What was ultimately engraved in the memory of the strangulation was the young man's indifferent, calm, and sarcastic glance.

When Strangler woke up again, he found himself in the hospital in Uptown.

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

No one knows what they actually talked about.

When Strangler returned to downtown again, his character became calm and low-key.

It took him three months to find his father, who had escaped smoothly as soon as possible. Not only was he unscathed, but he even took away a lot of property.

He has reopened boxing rings in other areas of the lower city.

Go to the end of Road 302 in Area F of the Regeneration Factory Area. It was too small, not even one-tenth the size of the ring in which Strangler grew up.

But this time, Strangler made his grand appearance as a challenger.

After easily defeating his father, who was starting to look a little old, and ignoring his pleas and hanging him without hesitation, he obtained the ownership of the boxing ring and the opponent's force according to the rules of underground black boxing.

After that, Hangzhou peeled off his father's tiger skin and made himself a tiger skin vest.

His mother left him many last words.

But unfortunately, most of them are obvious and impossible to do.

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

Become a great hero? Live only for yourself?

...It's like a fairy tale.

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

Her last words must be taken a little more seriously. I have to do at least one of them.

After thinking about it, I felt that I could only do one thing.

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

——Ah, it feels so fun to talk about it.

He should have died long ago.

After using the jujitsu he first taught him to strangle the man who had inflicted pain on him since childhood. Strangler felt that he was finally free - he was no longer a thug, but became a "boss" and a leader.

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

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

He immediately proposed the "Law of Silence": No one is allowed to attack big figures in the upper city, and no information about the lower city is allowed to be leaked to the upper city - in short, no one is allowed to cause trouble, and no one is allowed to betray.

He has paid a bloody price to test this law.

Compared with those young people in Xiacheng District who know nothing about the world...at only twenty-four years old, he has become as cautious, timid and mature as a middle-aged man.

After much thought, he gave up the name Mahavira.

With the death of the last person who knew his name, no one in this world knew about the man who should never have been born in the first place, whose hands were stained with blood, whose body was stained with human life, and who deserved death.

At some point in the past, he was called...[a great hero] by someone.

I originally wanted to take leave today, and cats are the king of taking leave, so they don't miss this day... But I lay on the bed and thought about it again, but such a serious thing is not suitable as an excuse to take time off to fish. Because at the moment of taking leave, I felt relaxed and happy. So I immediately realized what I was really thinking - I wanted to take the opportunity to be lazy. Well, I think, at least I shouldn't take leave on this occasion and with this excuse. this is not right.

So I got up in the middle of the night and wrote two chapters. It's now 4:34, and I can sleep peacefully this time... But tomorrow's typos may be corrected later...

Of course, this is my request for myself. Don’t use this to kidnap other authors. After all, everyone’s personality, approach and understanding are different...

at last. A moment of silence.