“Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence....
But Fang Zhiyi was in the upper city at this time. Mia had already sent the pager here. In front of them was the son of a councilman. He was stripped and tied up, and Dai Si was writing and drawing on him with a marker.
"For what you've done, your organs are far from meeting the compensation standards." said Dai Si, who was wearing a mask.
The gadget-mouthed dandy was so frightened that he could not speak.
"The judge found you not guilty, but we do not accept this result." Dai Si slapped his face with a sharp scalpel.
The pager rang, and Fang Zhiyi walked over and pressed the answer button.
"Who are you?"
The moment he heard these words, many images flashed through Fang Zhiyi's mind.
"We? We are the maintainers of order. Night Owl, you will be judged." Fang Zhiyi hung up the phone.
Ye Xiao was stunned, and then he was filled with murderous intent. No one had dared to speak to him like this for a long time!
At this time, the punishment for the murderer had already begun. Fang Zhiyi walked over to a sitting man and put his hand on his shoulder: "Do you understand the corruption in this city now?"
The man looked at the murderer who killed his daughter with red eyes, gritted his teeth and nodded.
Fang Zhiyi smiled and stopped talking.
The news of the death of the congressman's son made the abandoned city police very busy, and they found almost no clues.
Over the next year, murders continued to occur in the upper city. The victims included businessmen, playboys, and even officials. The traces left at the scene were unique, some were clean, while others were covered in blood.
There were no witnesses, or rather, many people chose to keep their mouths shut.
"Those maggots in the lower city did it!" The burly councilman slammed his desk. He'd already been blinded by his daughter's rebellion, and that night owl-like bug dared to threaten him? Then clean up the lower city. Do they think they're aristocrats just because they have money and formal attire? No! They'll always be maggots!
The Upper City Council passed this resolution because the power of the Jackal Group was gradually expanding, and there was a tendency for them to compete with them. This was something the rulers did not want to see, especially since Night Owl actually used the mineral resources of the Lower City to negotiate conditions with them.
While Ye Xiao was still thinking about the person behind the communicator, his subordinates came to report in a panic that a large number of troops had been sent to the city.
He was a little flustered, but soon calmed down and began to command his private troops to move forward.
This time the war between the upper and lower cities came earlier than before.
In an abandoned building, Fang Zhiyi looked at the object from afar with the exaggerated telescope made by Mia.
The system asked, "Host, what exactly do you want to do? You actually let them start a war in advance. Many people will die."
Fang Zhiyi still ignored it.
The system said with a hint of sarcasm: "Host, you don't think that you can deal with the hero by training a few killers? No way? You still have to rely on me. It's not too late now..."
"Shut up."
The system actually sneered, "I can't see the hatred in your heart. You're such a weird person. I gave you a chance, but you didn't want it."
During the war, assassinations continued to occur. The dead were not key figures, but they all had close ties with the key figures of this war.