Sigma Man

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Releasing Selina's face, Downton strode down the corridor, leaving her with nothing but his retreating back.

Once Downton had completely vanished, the vacant smile on Selina's face collapsed instantly.

What kind of person was that!

It wasn't the first time she'd been insulted, but terms like "stupid woman" and "useless piece of trash"...

Was that how all Asians cursed people?

She had truly learned something today!

She had really broadened her horizons!

Downton, was it!!!

Shaking her head violently, Selina tried to shake those hellish words out of her mind.

While Selina's heart was a whirlwind of mixed emotions, Falcone, inside the private room, picked up his wine glass after a long silence.

"Victor."

Swirling the red wine in his glass, Falcone spoke.

"Take more men and clean up Sabatino's territory."

Hearing this, Victor nodded and then asked, "As you command, Boss. But how should I explain the cause of Sabatino's death to others?"

Hearing Victor's question, Falcone exhaled and took another sip of red wine.

After setting the glass down, he tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Isn't the Dimitrov Family currently at war with the Sabatino Family? Since Sabatino's death is destined to make them want to challenge me, I must strike first and crush their restless ambitions! Don't get hung up on the cause of death; just wipe out the Dimitrov Family, then let all sorts of rumors brew and spread throughout Gotham."

"I understand."

Hearing Falcone's words, Victor grinned.

"Once Sabatino is dead, we'll make a big move and wipe out an entire family. That way, even if we don't explain anything, people will assume the Dimitrov Family had something to do with Sabatino's death. Compared to our massive operation, even if Downton stood up and publicly claimed he killed Sabatino, people would still be more inclined to believe our grand display!"

"That is part of the reason; not explaining makes it easier for people to fall into speculation."

Falcone gave a slight nod of approval to Victor's assessment, though only a slight one.

Falcone continued, "But more importantly, it is to ruthlessly shatter the covetous hearts of every family in Gotham. My name has hovered over Gotham for too long. It's not just Maroni and Fish; the other families are the ones most eager to challenge me. Although Sabatino's brain wasn't as sharp as Maroni's or Fish's, and certainly not as sharp as Oswald's, he was quite formidable when it came to fighting. Losing such an old friend truly pains me. So, Victor, what do you think of Downton?"

"Downton?"

Victor's smooth brow couldn't help but furrow.

He was naturally bald, lacking even eyebrows, so when he furrowed his brow, he looked incredibly ferocious.

He pondered viciously for a moment, then revealed a cold, intrigued smirk.

"Boss, you know me. Seeing a strange guy like Downton, I just want to test if he's truly unkillable!"

"That is indeed your style."

Victor's answer made Falcone chuckle softly, and then, he couldn't help but look toward the door of the private room.

Staring at the door through which Downton had departed, Falcone didn't just see a door; he clearly saw Downton pushing open the future of Gotham!

This world was never ordinary, and Gotham was especially so. In the past, Falcone had witnessed the prowess of a Talon and had even met with the seven-hundred-year-old Demon Head.

Yet, even if they were formidable, their shadowy sense of mystery cast a veil called "legend" over the supernatural world, preventing ordinary people from seeing the true height of such legends.

But since Downton's appearance, the face of the supernatural had begun in Gotham and would eventually be seen by the entire world.

That guy Downton really didn't hide anything at all!

Thinking of this, Falcone steadied himself and turned back to speak to Victor.

"By the way, Victor, send people to investigate Downton thoroughly. His personal abilities are indeed a problem, but I don't fear those. I only worry that he is a lone wolf with nothing to lose. How do we defeat an invincible man? We simply need to give him love and hope."

As he spoke, Falcone thought of something, and he cautiously rubbed his ring.

After a brief pause, Falcone patted Victor on the arm.

"Also, have Sofia come to Gotham."

"Huh?"

Victor, who had remained unflappable until now, was startled by Falcone's final order and looked at his boss in disbelief.

"Boss, are you sure?"

Sofia was, after all, Falcone's favorite daughter!

Watching Victor's astonished face, Falcone's brows furrowed slightly.

"What, do you think I was joking just now? Or has my family become so arrogant and foolish that we no longer value the gift of immortality? That is an extraordinary talent; even the Queen of England would want to bring such genes into her own family if she knew of it. If successful, it would only take a few hundred years of inheritance for that extraordinary blood to flow through the Falcone name. However, for now, let's just have Sofia stay in Gotham for a short visit. After all, I am not yet sure of the origin of this talent; I don't know if it comes from a magical object or if it is his own innate ability. If he truly is the most unique one, can this talent of his even be inherited? And if Downton's extraordinary nature stems from some external object, then he is in for a world of trouble. By then, even I would be unable to deal with the hands reaching out to him from across the globe, and he would get to witness the world's most extreme greed! Good luck to him, heh."

With a soft chuckle, Falcone waved his hand, signaling for Victor to go and attend to the matter.

With that, Victor exited the private room, leaving Falcone sitting in silence.

Looking at the few side dishes that had barely been touched before his guest departed, Falcone sighed melancholically.

The future of Gotham was destined to be even more spectacular.

But he, the former protagonist, was now old.

Meanwhile, at the Iceberg Lounge.

Seeing Downton swagger out, Oswald narrowed his eyes in surprise.

"Downton, my good friend, Boss Falcone is indeed a very reasonable man, isn't he?"

After the pleasantry, Oswald embraced Downton for a moment. As they pulled apart, Downton grinned.

"You're right, Falcone is far too reasonable. He not only allowed me to blow Sabatino away right in front of him, but he even wants me to be his son-in-law, haha!"

Laughing, Downton slung an arm around Oswald's shoulder.

Hearing Downton's words, Oswald froze for a split second.

Falcone's vision and capacity were truly extraordinary, and this man Downton was indeed sharp-edged!

Ignoring Oswald's daze, Downton continued while still holding him.

"It's a pity, though—being a son-in-law is out of the question. Men who get married aren't good men; good men don't get married at all. But that's a conversation for another time. Why am I even telling you this? Let's go. Didn't you say you were going to buy me a drink? After taking out that prick Sabatino, I could certainly use a couple!"