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"Boss, should we chase them?"

A member of the city guard team looked at the unremarkable leader and asked.

The man simply touched the black and red theatrical mask on his face... and after a moment, waved his hand:

"No need to pursue them. Simply list the crimes these people have committed in recent years and make them public. Say they died as a result of the liquidation. Ten deaths would be enough for those crimes."

Hearing this, the people around him did not refute. These guys were a real nuisance in the city, bullying men and women, raping and looting.

"But the people above them..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party, saying, "I have some connections up there too.

I heard that the people above them met with disaster without paying attention, and even their thrones of power disappeared.

I guess, with such a big thing happening, they don’t have time to care about these trivial matters.”

In response to the captain's words, the few people who were originally hesitant immediately agreed and started to clean up the wreckage.

The captain followed the scattered bloodstains and found a place in an alley.

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In the damp and dark alley

Under the dim neon light, a man dressed as a clown leaned against the wall, as if waiting for someone.

"She wasn't hurt, was she?"

"No, I'm just exhausted. Hey, you're worthy of being my offspring. You're a third of the way I was back then."

"Yeah, I'm finally grown up."

Click! A beam of fire briefly illuminated the darkness. Two red lights were lit, and wisps of white smoke wrapped around the dim light bulbs.

a long time……

"Ha, we can't keep in touch for too long."

"Well, time to go."

A half-smoked cigarette butt fell to the ground, sending up a few sparks. A thin wisp of smoke divided the alley. The clown stepped into the shadows, the masked man among the crowd.