Conan: The King of Villains System

There were about a dozen people in the building, and some of these people were people who wanted money but not their lives. With the order of their masters, only one of the two sides had to die to be considered a victory.

Because those who drink here can also appreciate the duels between slaves.

When the clowns got here, because there were very few people nearby, they planned to get off the bus, and everyone went into the bar.

Including those ordinary people.

When everyone came to this bar, the low-key and luxurious decorations brightened up in front of the ordinary people. They had never seen such decorations before.

And the two protagonists of today are among the richest people in the city.

Because they are rich, and they do some illegal activities, they will also have a few thugs or slaves in their hands.

And today is also a duel between slaves.

One person on both sides must die, and the one alive wins.

At this time, the bosses of Shuangfang were all sitting on the sofa, drinking and chatting, chatting about some recent events and things related to the economy, but they were not worried about the life and death of those slaves, it seemed like the two sides When playing poker, they don't mind losing the insignificant stake to them.

Ah Fu and the clowns walked into the hall and saw that the few people were very engaged in chatting, and the two slaves were also having a good time.

The clown walked forward, and everyone looked at the clown, even the two slaves stopped and looked at the clown, because the clown looked very strange, so these people thought for a while that it was hired by the boss here of.

"Who are you?" said a middle-aged man with a black beard and one eye.

"Hey, I'm a god." The clown said to one of the people with a smile.

"Are you here to make trouble? If that's the case, you've come to the wrong place. Which organization are you from?"

The black-bearded middle-aged man continued.

"Which organization am I? Hehe, I should ask you about this, but since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully." The clown shook his head proudly and walked to the table, using He picked up a fruit plate with one hand, and the fruit plate was full of cut fruits, and picked up a piece of fruit with the other hand and ate it.

"Have you heard of the Scarlet Overture?" The clown who ate a piece of fruit finally said.

And after saying this, the people present were silent, thinking that they were too familiar with the atrocities of that mysterious organization.

Scarlet Prelude is the most powerful and powerful organization in the current underground mafia.

There is not a single underground force who has not heard of Scarlet Overture, but they have only heard of it, or it is the news that Scarlet Overture deliberately released.

But no matter what, a middle-aged man stood up.

This middle-aged man is much more polite than the other middle-aged man, and he looks kinder than that middle-aged man.

Like a nice guy.

But what then?

"Excuse me, why is your organization here? Is there any business, or is there anything we can use it for, please let us know." The middle-aged man is the housekeeper here. It turns out that there is only one guest here today. The guest was the leader of a small organization, and he felt that there were a few people under him who made it up, and he also brought a group of bodyguards and a slave.

Even so, this dying bar still welcomes the VIP.

Because before the earliest, the Nohara family had an inseparable relationship with this bar, which could be said to be inextricably linked with him.

Now, the Nohara family is prosperous, and this bar is less and less needed, so it is almost deserted.

But there are still some up-and-coming stars who come to visit occasionally.

There are women, there is wine, and slaves can be sold and bought.

If the slaves of the guests beat the slaves to death today, then this bar will buy the slaves at a high price. As for how to use them, of course, they will be sold at a high price by relying on the power of the Nohara family.

That's the deal here.

Women can be used as toys, maids, servants.

Most of the men are used as thugs, as well as slaves, coolies, and even let them participate in some experiments, or go to the battlefield.

This information is also obtained by the katana through those ghost investigations.

So here is the second goal of the clowns.

"I'm a god, so of course I came here to be a god. Why, don't you understand what I mean? Haha!" The clown's gloomy appearance and terrifying laughter brought a great impact to the people here. It's like it's really like a god

But that is not a god. In their cognition, the appearance of a god should be full of light, but this god is a bit like a demon.

"Hmph, God of God, why are you not a god of water? You don't know how much water you have in these words. Come to make trouble and dream." The middle-aged man is no longer talking nonsense with the clown, because he knows that the clown will definitely not get it today. Good thing, because all the organizations related to Scarlet Overture in the past no longer exist.

Therefore, as the housekeeper here, you must defend your dignity here.

"Come on, let's do it." As soon as these words came out, several secret doors opened in the hall, and many thugs rushed out with weapons in their hands to beat the clown, but could the clown let them fight?

The B that he pretends to be must be rounded up by himself. If he asks other clown brothers or Ah Fu for help, then he is not the clown Sith.

So Joker took out two submachine guns that he had intercepted with Matsuda from behind, and after the transformation of the doctor, they were transformed into large magazines, light materials, high precision and high power, extremely low recoil, and extremely high damage. Although this is a submachine gun, it is no less powerful than a rifle.

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da!

After a 1.0 round of strafing, all the people who were about to pounce fell down. After seeing it, the butler took out a shotgun from the bar and prepared to spray it like a clown, and the clown was not a vegetarian. The two submachine guns were aimed directly at it. that housekeeper.

Da da da!

The butler was shot with more than 30 bullets, his head no longer exists, and his entire upper body was beaten like a piece of red rotten tofu.

Moreover, the two slaves who were fighting also hid when they saw this, and the boss of the organization who came to play was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "Please, don't kill me, I can be a cow and a horse for you. , I can give you money."

But it was too late to say this, and then there was another gunshot. Everyone here was gone, only the two slaves were left.

When the clown walked over to say something to the two slaves.