At this moment, the white-haired woman in a cheongsam had a wistful look in her eyes.
A trace of sorrow seemed to show on her pale, smooth face.
She stared at Rorschach several meters away.
With a troubled expression, she said:
"What a pity, child. You heard something you should not have heard... After you die, poor me will probably never again have the chance to taste food from my homeland..."
As an old customer of the restaurant,
Madam Gao had clearly recognized Rorschach.
However, before she had finished speaking,
a miniature ladies' pistol suddenly flipped out of her palm.
It was aimed at Rorschach without the slightest tremor!
This Madam Gao...
Her words were honeyed, but her heart was venomous!
At the same time,
the blond white man with a vicious grin had been glaring fixedly at Rorschach with sinister eyes.
His raised hand swayed slightly.
The metal playing cards between his fingers were about to fly!
As an assassin, he was not as long-winded as Madam Gao.
Besides, Bullseye never talked to dead people!
Yet just as the confrontation between both sides grew tense,
and battle was on the verge of breaking out,
"Heh heh..." Rorschach, his eyes narrowed, suddenly pulled a cruel smile across his lips.
Then, that cruel smile rapidly turned into crazed laughter.
"Ha ha ha—" The instant Madam Gao heard Rorschach's manic laughter, she instinctively frowned.
She could not help looking at Rorschach with utter disgust.
Even the blond white man, still wearing his vicious grin, seemed unable to bear Rorschach's laughter.
He glared at Rorschach and asked:
"Little rat, did fear drive you insane?"
"Hey! What the fuck are you laughing at?"
"Ha—" Yet Rorschach's laughter abruptly stopped.
He suddenly raised a hand that he had hidden behind his back at some point!
In his palm,
a crystal sphere the size of an infant's head,
continuously giving off a brilliant, terrifying green light, exploded into powder!
Crack! Bzzzz—
In an instant, accompanied by a shrill hum that made one's heart tremble,
tiny metal scarabs, each no bigger than a needlepoint, poured forth in a torrent.
They swiftly formed a terrifying cloud of metallic mist before Rorschach!
This metallic mist seemed to possess an independent consciousness.
Before Madam Gao, frozen in shock, and the blond man trying to swing his hand could fully react,
Bzzzz— The terrifying metal mist lunged at them in the blink of an eye.
After tightly enveloping their heads, it teleported into their brains!
"Ah—" Madam Gao let out only a short scream.
The miniature pistol in her hand fell to the floor.
She staggered backward and collapsed onto the carpet.
"Hah hah..." At the same time, the blond man's face twisted as he fell to his knees in unbearable pain.
Even large amounts of a crystalline, unknown fluid seeped from his nose and mouth!
Only then
did the expressionless Rorschach suddenly take a deep breath.
He coldly said to the two people locked in their final struggles:
"I'm laughing... because I suddenly remembered something happy!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
both the blond man and Madam Gao suddenly stopped struggling.
Several seconds later, their movements went from stiff to practiced as they rose from the floor.
The two expressionless figures came before Rorschach and slowly knelt.
"My lord! Please give your orders."
Rorschach narrowed his eyes as he looked at the two people who had been shouting about killing him just seconds ago,
but whose minds, lives, and deaths were now under his control.
He could not help sighing.
"Why bother? You made me waste my things..."
And this little Necron toy...
The Mind-Lock Scarabs were terrifying indeed!
After falling silent, Rorschach lowered his head and glanced at the blond man before casually asking:
"Name?"
The blond man knelt on the floor, raised his head expressionlessly, and respectfully answered:
"Lester Jangus, assassin codename: Bullseye."
Bullseye... Rorschach, his eyes narrowed, suddenly let out a cold laugh.
He said with certainty:
"If I'm not mistaken, that so-called Underworld King is Kingpin, right?"
Upon hearing Rorschach's question,
Bullseye obediently replied once more:
"Kingpin is Wilson Fisk... He does not like people calling him by his name. To rule the gangs, he chose the name Kingpin."
However, Rorschach neither confirmed nor denied the answer.
In fact, when he had first learned of the Underworld King's existence,
Rorschach had already vaguely known who the man was.
He was merely a supervillain obsessed with ruling a criminal empire...
To the current Rorschach, that was all he was.
Rorschach narrowed his eyes and suddenly shifted his gaze.
He lowered his head and asked the equally expressionless Madam Gao:
"How many subordinates do you have?"
"There are over fifty people currently in the chamber of commerce, and three hundred and ten scattered outside... There are also some subordinates elsewhere beyond the Americas..."
"Have the people in the chamber of commerce leave first. Then gather all your subordinates and tell them to fully arm themselves. The more weapons they bring, the better..."
Rorschach gave Madam Gao the order in a calm tone.
Next, the expressionless Madam Gao slowly stood up.
She returned to the room, picked up her phone, and began making calls.
Then Rorschach gave Bullseye another order:
"Go back and tell Fisk that the Triads defied his orders and chose rebellion! In three days, they will attack Kingpin's lair... Do your best to persuade him to gather every gang in New York for the defense!"
"Remember! Every gang!"
"As you command, my lord!"
Bullseye, his expression numb, swiftly got to his feet.
After wiping the transparent fluid from his face,
he hurried downstairs.
Clearing out the local "bugs" in New York and pulling up the "weeds."
That was the plan Rorschach had come up with on the spot.
It would save him from running into some gang scum again while delivering food next time,
or offending someone without even knowing it.
Besides, as long as Rorschach continued living among these vermin,
how could he ever live a quiet, peaceful life afterward?
Actually, if Rorschach had not accidentally overheard their secret meeting this time,
he would not have wanted to meddle in other people's business.
That was the duty of the local police and Superheroes.
Unfortunately, the Necron-made Mind-Lock Scarabs
were exceptionally effective and far too useful.
Since Rorschach had already controlled two gang talents connected to Kingpin,
he might as well exploit the conflict between these gangs
and let them tear each other apart like dogs!
Rorschach left the chamber of commerce with a smile on his face.
He carried the still-heavy delivery box in his hand.
Naturally, it did not contain boxed meals.
It contained the gang funds Madam Gao had left in the chamber of commerce.
A little over six million.
To Rorschach, it counted as Madam Gao's compensation for his distress, as well as a delivery tip.
He strolled down the street at an unhurried pace.
Kavenka was completely stuck.
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