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Qingze nodded with satisfaction. This ability is stronger than telekinesis in daily life and is definitely a must-have ability for lazy people at home.

He threw the phone, which a shadow soldier caught and put back in the bedroom.

Then he thought, and these shadow soldiers lost their human form one after another, approaching him like a tornado.

Wrap up the whole person and merge into the world of shadow.

……

Invisible darkness enveloped the palace.

Since the shadows inside the palace are very light in color, shapes that can be distinguished by the naked eye are formed in this dark shadow world.

Dark flames like flames swayed between the shadow pillars.

The shadow version of the Iron Throne is on the nine steps. Qingze seems to have fallen above the throne from the dome. He is looking outside the palace, thinking in his mind, how can he use this ability to jump to other places?

Just go there directly...

Qingze made a decision in his heart and planned to use the movement method of the shadow soldiers. He would give it a try and silently turn into a beam of black shadow and rush towards the darkness outside the palace.

In the world of shadows, he kept rushing forward, unable to distinguish the direction, up, down, left, and even his own speed. Everything was shrouded in the darkness of the shadows.

When he felt that there was a distance, he wanted to emerge from the shadow, and stopped his body in an instant.

Qingze wants to try to see if he can use the ability of catalytic sensing inside to observe the situation outside the shadow.

After all, the Shadow Emperor could only allow him to enjoy the clarity of seeing things in the shadow world, but he could not directly peek outside the shadow world.

Using the ability of catalyst induction, his vision seemed to be rising, and his mind reached a height of no desire or desire.

Within a radius of one kilometer, every place with a shadow is within the range of his eyes and ears.

Qingze, who was hiding in the shadow world, could observe the outside. There were no people and no cities, just a mountain forest. He could see running animals and hear the chirping of cicadas on the trees.

where is this place?

This thought flashed through Qingze's mind, and he found that it was true that the Shadow Emperor had a global skill, but he couldn't tell the direction, and it felt like it was more convenient to use Global Travel or Schrödinger's Cat.

In other words, keep using the catalytic sensor to sneak around the shadow world?

Thinking of this, Qingze did not turn off the ability of catalyst sensing, but directly maintained this ability, and then turned into a shadow to sneak.

In an instant, countless images and sounds came in. It was when he used the catalyst sensor to see clearly outside that Qingze discovered that he was turning into a shadow and sneaking around so fast.

It can't be compared with the almost teleportation speed of Schrödinger's Cat and World Travel, but Qingze estimates that Shadow Sneak is at least forty or fifty times the speed of sound.

It also convinced him that he was running to a Chinese-speaking country, and just now he actually ran out of Japan.

It’s fine if you’re familiar with a country. If it’s a country you’re not familiar with, it’s still more convenient to use Global Travel, and there won’t be any nonsense.

Shadow Emperor does not carry language translation capabilities.

Qingze thought that he would use his ability to travel around the world and jump directly to another country to test the Shadow Emperor's combat effectiveness.

……

New York, Queens.

Since the new mayor David took office, various measures have been implemented in this bustling city, one of the world's leading.

Qingze used the ability to travel around the world and jumped directly to the streets of New York. He hid in the shadow of the building and observed the scenery outside the shadow world through the ability of catalytic induction.

It can be seen from the buildings on both sides that this was originally a slum. The houses are obviously dilapidated, and the windows of some buildings still have traces of being smashed.

But the ground is completely different from before.

There are no needles and garbage littered on the ground, or tents everywhere along the street. The street looks clean and tidy, like an area where rich people live.

Qingze still saw the changes here through short videos on Douyin and YouTube.

After all, New York is so famous.

Some people praise the series of measures taken by David when he took office, while others naturally feel that such behavior is somewhat unfree and undemocratic.

After all, David is not a laissez-faire towards homeless people and drug abusers. The former provide jobs instead of simply distributing relief food to them.

Those people who are notoriously lazy are naturally unhappy with such changes. They are used to not having to work, just waiting in line to receive relief food, which is not a day or two without dignity.

For the latter, David took full coercive measures to control them, forcing them to quit the habit of abusing drugs.

They even want to try to collect taxes and audit accounts of charities, and bring charities under the jurisdiction of the city hall to carry out real charity.

That series of drastic reforms, no matter how many of them are put into practice, is changing New York.

Can the experimental target be found here?

A doubt flashed through Qingze's mind, but he still decided to take a look around New York.

He didn't quite believe that in such a short period of time, David could fundamentally change New York.

Qingze took a slow speed to go around, which was different from rushing around at first. After he discovered that the speed of the shadow was very fast, he had an understanding that allowed him to adapt to the speed of the shadow.

Let him not appear in the place where he doesn't know where he is without paying attention.

Qingze had already found the experimental subject he was looking for before he even walked around New York.

PS: As the end of the year approaches, the project for older singles is online. I’m going on a blind date today.

Chapter 479 I only want elites and not pleasure.

New York, Brooklyn.

In the lobby of a red-brick double-story mansion, Marcelo was looking at the M4A1+ carbine in his hand.

There were still fifteen minutes left before the agreed time for action. He had already finished the things he used to kill time. He had nothing to do but look carefully at the thing in his hand.

Whether the operation can be successful or not depends on whether this M4A1+ carbine is as powerful as the big brother said.

In addition to him, there were six killers from different gangs involved in this operation.

Either tall or short.

The most conspicuous one among them is the African-American man sitting blankly on the single sofa. He is more than two meters tall and his arms are longer than his knees. He seems to be atavistic.

Marcelo had heard of the reputation of the stupid big guy, the killer of the K5 K Gang, and was known as the wild beast.

Due to the atmosphere within the Kung Fu Gang, anyone who is not a white person is considered an inferior person in their eyes.

So they didn't give the wild beast any name, they just called this person the wild beast.

The man's brain is not very good, but he has very terrifying physical fitness. He once climbed up the Empire State Building with his bare hands and killed a media boss who lived on the 40th floor and offended the K5 KG, which made him famous.

The Five K Gang brought out the wild beast this time, which was considered to be an attempt to completely extinguish David's fire of life.

Under the mayor's New Deal, the major gangs in New York were dealt a heavy blow. It was a blow on all aspects, from stealing to selling drugs and firearms. Without exception, they were all slashed on the main arteries.

The choice left to the gangsters is to leave New York and develop elsewhere.

Or stay and kill David.

Between the two, gangsters naturally choose the latter.

They ran to other people's territory, and they had to go through a bloody storm before they could seize the territory.

Stay and only need to kill David.

As for whether David is protected by God.

This is not a difficult problem to solve in the minds of gang bosses.

Marcelo is a good example.

He assassinated David. He was initially panicked, thinking that God was going to punish him. After staying at home for two or three days, he realized that he had thought too much.

God did not punish him at all, which gradually made him bolder.

Just like the first time he killed, Marcelo felt a little scared, but the second and third times left him with excitement. After killing more, only numbness remained in his heart.

If God only heals David and does not punish them, then they only need to beat David to the point where even God cannot save him.

Six M4A1+ carbines, twenty-three grenades, two flash bombs, plus a beast that tears human bodies with its hands.

The seven of them could defeat David without even a complete human form.

For peace of mind, Marcelo and the others tattooed Satan directly on their bodies.

Not all gangsters believe that they can be forgiven by God if they abandon evil and do good. They prefer to directly tattoo the king of hell, Satan, and let the one from hell cover them. If they go to hell in the future, they will continue to work for Satan.

Damn it, Marcelo just wants to do evil, kill, rob, fuck, girl!

"Come on, God will show up soon! Let's see if labor can do you!"

This sentence has recently become the most common words shouted by gangsters in entertainment, which can give them the greatest degree of satisfaction when they commit violence against women, as if God is afraid of his own power.

Marcelo paused in wiping his gun, then shook his head in disdain as he watched his companion press a fair-skinned woman under him.

Women mean nothing.

He liked the male owner of this family more, but unfortunately, he went too far and killed him early.

"Ha ha!"

The tall, strong African-American man laughed with satisfaction. When he was satisfied, he tightened the wire in his hand.

The iron wire wrapped around the woman's neck had iron spikes, which were directly embedded in the flesh and blood, piercing her aorta. Blood spurted out instantly and landed on the brown sofa.

The pair of tear-filled eyes lost their luster and turned into dead eyes as the body trembled.

"Phew, it feels so good."

"Sark, don't make your legs weak."

"Haha, Marcelo, I have no problem fighting for another 300 rounds."

Sack let go of the wire in his hand, letting the woman fall down on the sofa and look at her dead husband.

His principle is to have a great time without thinking about the future or the past, and just be immersed in the happiness of the present.

Before taking action, it was Sark's suggestion to randomly select the houses of wealthy people.

He likes to do things before doing things.

Power and status are of little use in front of firearms.

The devout faith can't save them, it will only make Sac feel satisfied from the bottom of his heart. This feeling of trampling on the order and trampling on the gods is really great.

"Is it almost time?"

"Well, David's going to be patrolling the Labor Party in Brooklyn at seven o'clock in the evening."

"To do something like that and hang around all day instead of staying in the city hall is simply looking down on us."

"The noble Holy Son probably thinks that everything can be solved with just one sentence."

"Haha."

The people present laughed wildly, and only the beast sat there quietly.

Before he received the order, his eyes were dull and devoid of any threat.

Suddenly, the wild beast sensed an unusual danger and shouted, "Roar!"

He let out a low growl, not waiting for Marcelo to ask why.

Darkness enveloped their vision.

It was like suddenly entering the bedroom at three o'clock in the morning in winter, without turning on the lights.

……

The sudden darkness made Marcelo almost unable to see and fell into a temporary state of blindness.

A little, he saw vague outlines.

The flat ground and magnificent dome seemed to be huge pillars supporting the dome. There were lanterns on the pillars, and there seemed to be a thick black flame floating inside that was different from the light black around it.

"what is this?"

Marcelo screamed in surprise, his eyes swept around, and then landed on the throne on the nine steps, "Who are you?"

He yelled, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If there's anything to be thankful for, it's that the other person doesn't look like God.

A dark crown was placed on his head, and black clothes like flowing water covered the surface of his body. A pair of red eyes looked down at them condescendingly.