DC Tyrant

In two days, Badi completely ruled the neighborhood of the original Brotherhood.

Gather all the members of the Brotherhood, kill the two leading rebels, and then improve their welfare, one hand is a carrot, the other is a big stick, if you don't accept it, you will kill it, and you will have more money than before.

Not many people in the suicide ghetto are really willing to do it because it's so bad.

Gang fires do not always happen. Sometimes after night, the **** who died in the stinky puddle doesn’t know who died.

Here, there is no sense of security, and everyone lives in fear.

Bardi's rule even brought a bit of a fiery morning and evening atmosphere to these neighborhoods, because in front of everyone, new rules were established.

From the original seven-thirds share of the female branch to five-to-five, let these people who live at the bottom and sell their bodies live a little better than before.

The activities of buying and selling organs and kidnapping children will be abolished.

For the high protection fee that was already on the verge of despair, it is even possible to pay the protection fee more than three times a day in a month, and clearly stipulate an amount.

There are also a lot of rules about restraining gang members.

This kind of rule is extremely harsh for the gang members who are unwilling to abide by the rules, and it is a complete tyranny.

Not that no one else is questioning, because then each of them feels tied down.

"Is this still a gangster?"

"It's not realistic at all."

"We've always been like this."

"It doesn't work that way."

Usually, they exploit whatever they want. It happens that different people collect protection fees several times a day. They just go in and pick up something when they pass by the store. They don't have to pay at all. Are we sure it's the underworld? Is it a gang? Is this still a slum?

They don't care about the anger of ordinary people at all.

Now that the new boss is playing like this, they might as well be good boys.

"I like that I have rules under me, and I am the only one who can be unscrupulous."

On the spot, there were a few people who had opinions. The person who complained was crushed by Bardi and splashed on his white clothes, like a demon.

No one dared to oppose him again, and Bardi also improved their interests a lot. Compared with these, it is very good to obey the rules, at least it is very safe, isn't it?

No one dared to make a sound anymore.

Mike looked at the back of his boss in horror, and for the first time realized the man's inner ambition from Bardi's rules for the neighborhood.

This is all about creating a country, and these people at the bottom, he gives them survival without hesitation.

Where he wants to rule, the people live in peace.

Where he wants to rule, the people can have food and clothing.

Where he wants to rule, the people can belong.

Where he wants to rule, the people can have loyalty.

Ordinary people are kept in captivity like sheep by him.

Captive, but also convince him, thank you very much.

He wants to stand high on the throne, look down at everything, and dominate the life and death of life. Those who obey him will have the ability to survive, and those who disobey will not have a good end.

He just wants to be a tyrant, a tyrant of the whole world, only he can be unscrupulous.

In this world, only he can be qualified to stand in the cloud and be unscrupulous.

Mike has never felt that Bade has such a convincing charm. On the way to the metropolis, he jokingly asked Bade's strength, what he wanted to do, and to recruit his subordinates, etc., but he didn't think he could resist. Nuclear bomb, I don't think he can conquer the earth and unify the earth like this.

But now, he felt that, under the white trench coat, he was brutal enough, cruel enough, capable enough, smart enough, and never cared about the life and death of others.

He was already a ruthless and tyrannical king.

There was a burst of blood in Mike's heart. There was a kind of person who wanted to follow the white back and step on this planet under his feet, making him the master of this planet, to dominate everything, and everything was for Bamulotti.

"For Pamulotti!"

In the fraternity nightclub, all the original fraternity members are there. It has been cleaned up. It is similar to a reception. Everyone is nervous and cold. Bardi challenges their fears every moment, and kills them at will, making them panic. .

The gang name Fraternity has disappeared.

They are now 'Bamulotti'.

Bardi did not change the name of the gang, but just used his own name casually.

"For Pamulotti!"

Mike raised the glass in his hand with a solemn expression, his throat emitting an infinite fiery, solemn fiery feeling, like a belief, shouting out a belief.

Leon was beside him and saw Mike holding the wine glass high, subconsciously, he wanted to learn, pulling the muscles of his arms hard, clenching his fists, and raising his right hand suddenly.

"For Pamulotti!"

Leon said a word, the voice is not loud, but in this quiet environment of fear of more than 100 people, the voice is a little small, but very clear.

His heart trembled, he had never been in front of more than 100 people like this... crazy, breaking through himself, and being eye-catching.

Like... he cut off that head.

Under the gaze of many eyes, his heart gradually became hot.

Burn up a little bit! The scorching heat spread from the heart, flowing through the whole body through the blood, making him excited and hot, his hair stood on end, goosebumps aroused, and he was so excited that he couldn't be himself.

Be watched by others, be watched by others, let the eyes of the world be on you!

This feeling! ! It's so good! !

"For Pamulotti!"

He roared loudly, blushing red.

Leon slammed his fist into the sky again, his hot body trembled, his face was excited, and there was fire in his eyes.

I belong to Pamulotti!

Leon's excitement detonated his partners. They heard that Leon followed Bardi into the Brotherhood's headquarters two days ago, killed the three brothers of the Brotherhood, and then ruled the neighborhood.

It's like a legend, and you create a legend yourself.

"For Pamulotti!"

Leon's friends raised their fists in unison, hit the sky, blushed and shouted!

They also have to do big things, and young people should not go unnoticed! !

The world should belong to them!

For young people!

The old order is gone, let us create a new world!

Leon and his friends are pounding their fists into the sky like crazy, as if they are about to break the suicide ghetto, break this poverty, break this hopeless place.

"For Pamulotti!"

Boiling is contagious...

Searing is contagious…

Madness is contagious...

Faith is contagious…

The original members of the Brotherhood looked at each other, and slowly, some people here raised their right fists and hit the sky.

"For Pamulotti!"

From the volume of several people, fists gradually raised one after another, until everyone raised their fists and roared with red faces.

As if it had become a demon, it was like a virus, contagious, and this name condensed everyone crazily.

"For Pamulotti!"

One after another huge sound waves gathered next to Badi.

One by one was driven, and the roaring slogans brought together everything they had.

The crazy and fiery temperature burned, and everyone stared at Badi with fiery eyes, roaring hoarsely, trembling excited bodies, and the converging voices aroused everyone's goosebumps.

Bardi's figure is like a pillar of the sky, and his stalwart body stands in the sound waves.

"Hahahahaha..."

He suddenly laughed, grinned, and laughed wildly, with a faint red light flashing in his eyes.

It feels so good, the whole world revolves around you and roars around you.

He held up his stalwart body, his smile stopped suddenly, and he punched the sky with his right hand.

Punching the air with one punch, the airflow fluctuated wildly in all directions.

The eyes of the surrounding people became even more fiery and crazy, and they slammed their fists into the sky in unison, their blood boiled, and their whole body trembled with excitement, roaring with all their strength.

"For Pamulotti!"