Terra's Magnetic Field

The man from Liberia moved like a gentleman, elegantly and respectfully, wearing a Victorian-style suit with a sea-blue bow tie on his collar.

"Why do you bring this up? Don't you think what the Dark Knight did was wrong, Jack?" The white-haired Lupert man had his legs on the desk. He was wearing a white shirt with a red vest in the Syracuse style, and an exquisite light gold pocket watch on his waist.

In the early days of Colombia, the first wave of criminals who came here used various means to gain a foothold. After acquiring a large amount of wealth, they transformed themselves into the "nobles" of this place, leaving behind their past disgraceful past and becoming more sophisticated.

The white-haired Rupert took out a cigar from the drawer, cut it with a copper cigar cutter, and lit it. He inhaled the sweet smell of the burning cigar, circulated it in the air several times, and then reluctantly exhaled it.

For a moment the room was filled with smoke.

"No... that's not what I meant." Jack took the cigar handed over by the Lupo man, turned it over in his hands for a few times and commented, "Oh... this is produced in Sargon. They have the best tobacco in Terra."

"Not bad," the Lupo man hummed with satisfaction, and the pair of wolf ears on his head swayed proudly. "Each of these cigars was respectfully rolled by a beautiful virgin on her eighteenth birthday. Only chieftains can enjoy them in the local area, but a new friend I made recently gave me this box."

"If you taste this cigar carefully, Jack, you can

Do you feel the respect that is hidden in this cigar? "

"Maybe?" Jack cut open the cigar, lit it, took a few puffs, and frowned. "It does seem to be different from ordinary cigars."

"I'll invite you to my wine tasting room some other day. I recently collected a batch of wines from the oldest winery in Victoria. The most expensive bottle is said to be from the year Victoria was founded."

"Okay, it's a deal!" Rupert agreed.

Now, all the two men talk about are the most expensive and luxurious things in the world. Since gaining power, wealth and status, they lead a life of luxury every day.

Even Mario was sinking deeper and deeper into depravity. In fact, his mind had always been clear. He was only using these entertainments that ordinary people could not imagine to numb himself so as to make himself less painful.

After Mario's decisive battle with his eldest brother in Syracuse, his family suffered a devastating disaster. Family members died tragically one after another in the subsequent turmoil, and in the end even his wife left him and disappeared.

Although he can now enjoy all the good things in the world in Colombia, they are just golden bubbles that will disappear as soon as they are blown away...

Since it is a bubble, let it be more and last longer... so that he can have a golden dream peacefully...

Perhaps in the end, when he looks back on his life before he dies, he will find that this period of time was the most leisurely time he had ever lived.

"Now people on the street are very supportive of the Dark Knight, saying that he is a hero and that his appearance has made this place more peaceful than before," Jack continued the previous topic, "but do you think that's all that matters?"

"What's wrong with that? What have you been talking about since just now? Just be clear. You and I both know what the Dark Knight is referring to. There's no need to beat around the bush. You know I hate people telling me riddles the most!" When Mario said this, a green film flashed through his mind. He hadn't seen this film for several years, but that guy's voice made him feel annoyed!

"What I mean is that you can't just wear a black robe and rush over to beat up the other person whenever you encounter trouble. Maybe you Syracuse people all have such a simple and rough style of doing things, but this works in Syracuse, but not necessarily here. Colombians don't have the concept of "family"! What they need is clear legal provisions, not a violent law enforcer in black! You can no longer judge others' right or wrong subjectively..."

"Oh..." Mario took a puff of his cigar, and the smoke formed a ring in the air. "You mean we need laws to maintain order here? Jack, you know it's not feasible. Most criminals don't care about these things when they commit crimes. The so-called law is binding because it is operated by an absolute violent agency, and the order of this land has always been made by the strong and enforced by the strong!"

"But you can't deny the moral level of the general public. Most people still prefer written laws to maintain social order rather than violent sheriffs. Your approach can indeed make criminals think twice before doing anything, but it also exacerbates public panic, doesn't it?"

“……………………………………”, Mario said nothing after hearing this. He just stared at the empty space ahead and smoked his cigar. After more than 20 seconds, he broke the silence again:

"Jack, let's put this topic aside for now. I don't want to hurt feelings because of this. Maybe you are right, but this evolution will take a long time and cannot be completed overnight..."

"Hmm..." Jack nodded, agreeing with this statement. What Colombia needs is not powerful gangs like them, but a strong government...

(Wanbao: What? Are you thinking about me? I will never let the Colombian people down!)

There was a noise coming from the double doors in front of the desk, as if there were several people walking outside. Then, the two people in the room heard a rapid knock on the door. Mario knew who was outside the door and said:

"come in."

The door opened, and several men from Mario's gang led a bruised middle-aged man in. Looking at the haggard appearance of this old man, it would be difficult for ordinary people to associate him with Mario, who was only thirteen years older than him! This old man was only almost forty years old, and he was one of the few remaining members of the Laplande (Saluzzo) family.

Mario didn't show much concern when he saw him like this, and just said calmly:

"Lazio."

This Lazio was Mario's childhood playmate, the child of a family servant, and the first person in the world to call him "Xiao Er"...

Although he came to Victoria with Mario after his family was destroyed, he lost contact with him soon after, and Mario thought that he no longer needed his useless friend. There are always some Syracuse people who want to break away from their original families and start a new life in this new place. At that time, the family that once served as their umbrella is just a burden and a past that they cannot bear to recall.

Mario never blamed the old man in front of him for this. The old man seemed to be much older than the last time they met, perhaps due to his increasing busyness in this place.

Lazio stood there, his old face showing a look of joy and sadness. He was touched that the man opposite him still remembered him! He moved his lips but did not say anything. After more than ten seconds, his attitude finally became respectful, and he clearly shouted:

"master!……"

Mario seemed to shudder after hearing this, because Lazio was clearly calling him humbly like his parents. He knew that there was a gap between him and Lazio.

Mario couldn't say anything decent about it, and the sweet cigar turned bitter.

"Haha... I am a master now..." Mario said self-deprecatingly, and Jack beside him just shook his head.

"Tell me, who gave you the wound on your face? Do you want me to help you?" Mario didn't want to talk about the past, as he knew that this was an awkward situation for both parties.

"Master..." Lazio kept calling him like that, his head hanging down the whole time, looking absent-minded. He only slowly said:

"I'm already this old, it doesn't matter when I die, but you have to make the decision for my daughter!"

Mario and Jack didn't say anything. They just listened to the old man at the door continue:

"I believe in Colombia... This new country made me rich, so I taught my daughter the Colombian way. I told her that this is a free country and she can do what she wants, but I also told her not to bring disgrace to the family because she has Syracuse blood..."

"She had a boyfriend. He wasn't from Syracuse nor Luper. He was just a local from Columbia named Vaifan. His ancestors were also engaged in a despicable business. Once she went to the movies with her boyfriend and came home late at night. I didn't blame her. After all, she was a young girl. Who hasn't been young before?"

"Her boyfriend and another film boy took her out for a drive three days ago in a stolen red convertible. They forced her to drink and drugs and tried to take advantage of her."

"My daughter resisted and saved her reputation. She didn't give in to those two bastards. So they beat her like an animal. They broke her nose with a crowbar and smashed her jaw with their fists. Now she has to tie her face with steel wire, which makes her feel so painful! It makes her unable to cry!"

Lazio spoke word by word, trying his best to make the sentences sound coherent while suppressing his anger.

"She is my only daughter, my most precious little princess. I regard her as the most precious jewel. Now she is no longer beautiful..."

"Hey..." Jack sighed subconsciously, and said, "Sorry, please continue..."

"Then I... I was like a law-abiding citizen. I called the police and went to the local sheriff. I thought there were some laws in this place... Those two bastards were sentenced to three years in prison, but the sentences were suspended. They were released on the spot! The laws of this country are a joke! This kind of thing would never have happened in Syracuse, in Lapland!"

Mario seemed to have guessed how Lazio got the injury on his face.

"So when I got home I told my wife that I was going to find the master. He could get justice for us. He was always fair..."

"Why didn't you come to me first before calling the police?" Mario interrupted Lazio. "Do you think the laws here are more useful than mine? It seems that living in Colombia for so many years has made you forget about your family and made you no longer trust me..."

"You only thought of me after you were completely fooled by this country. Lazio, you don't value the relationship between us. From the beginning to the end, you just treated me as a thug who was easy to talk to. You called me master all the time but didn't respect me at all..."

"I can't remember the last time I visited your house. Maybe it was when I first arrived here? When your daughter was born, you didn't even invite me to give her your blessing. I didn't even know there was this new person in the family."

"You abandoned us long ago, and now you want us to get justice for you?"

"You are afraid of owing me a favor because in your eyes I am no different from other criminals. Now that you have been cleansed and are a law-abiding citizen, you don't want to have anything to do with me anymore."

"I understand all this..." Mario lowered his voice and spoke calmly. His calmness was only for the outburst that was to come.

"But now you've hit a wall, you realize this country can't provide you with asylum, so you come to me for help! Lazio! Lazio! What the hell did I do wrong to make you disrespect me like this?! If you come here as a friend, then those bastards who hurt your daughter will be punished! Then they will fear you as much as they fear me, and respect you..."

"That's enough!" Jack interrupted Mario. He looked at Mario first and then at the old man standing like a sculpture at the door. He shook his head, stood up from the desk, and straightened his clothes. "If you are so reluctant, I will do it! I will help him get justice!"

Jack couldn't bear to watch this scene any longer.

Mario stood up and said, "No! This is Syracuse's business. The girl has Syracuse's blood! So it has to be solved in Syracuse's way. It has nothing to do with you Victorians! Just let me go..."

(Jack: I was just pretending. I didn’t expect this guy to be so honest…)

Mario walked past the desk, stepped forward and patted Lazio's shoulder, and then touched Lazio's forehead with his forehead. This was the courtesy of the Syracuse family, which meant that he accepted the commission and that Lazio owed him a favor. Mario might never ask Lazio to repay this favor in his lifetime, but he still accepted it because it was the [rule] and the [contract] that connected the Syracuse people by blood!

Mario walked to the door, took a black leather jacket from the hanger, and threw it on skillfully.

Tonight, the Dark Knight will once again use violence to maintain order...

That’s all for today.

Xiao Wai: I am the night! I am revenge! I am...

Wanbao: You can die like a hero, or you can live long enough to watch yourself slowly turn into a villain.

Rafi: Boss, you didn't just do that one thing wrong, did you? This is the best day for me! Dio volendo! (pulls out a gun and shoots)

Little Saria: Okay, okay, I must be your worst follower again, as if you had other disciples before...

Lafite: That’s not necessarily true (two barrel faces)

Chapter 339 Bakugan Boy

"My father Alberto always liked to hold an orange in his hand. He never ate it, but just kept it in his hand and turned it over and over. No one knew why. He was a man who valued family more than anything else. He could sacrifice himself to maintain his family, and he could also sacrifice other things for his family, such as his lover and children...

He had no love for our mother and only saw her as a machine that could produce powerful offspring. He taught me and my brothers and sisters to abandon emotions and so-called "love" since we were young, because this would make us stronger.

Later I did it, so I killed him, just to prove that I really went to the extreme of [ruthlessness and righteousness]

In the end, my father Alberto overlooked the most important point, which is that a family is connected by kinship and love. How can a family without love be united?

Many people described me as a cold-blooded person in my early years. Yes, I killed countless people when I was young. Some of them were my enemies, my acquaintances, and even my father and relatives. They died in my hands because I felt at that time that they were blocking my way forward.

Someone once said that I did a lot of wrong things when I was young, but I never regretted it. Regret is the privilege of cowards. The real strong people should face everything in the past calmly. So when my past catches up with me, I will calmly knock them down one by one! "

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"The giant beast [Guvira] that landed at the offshore dock of Colombia seven days ago was hit by an unknown blue light ball, causing a huge explosion on the spot. Currently, the local government of Colombia is discussing how to deal with the disaster caused by the giant beast..."

"This scene is very similar to when [Gabra] emerged from underground a month ago..."

"And earlier, Nelonga attacked the power station..."

"What on earth is that blue ball of light?"

"Maybe it's a cosmic being. After all, its behavior fully demonstrates that it is sentient. It could be some kind of high-dimensional life form that I cannot understand with my current wisdom..."

"I feel that it is the embodiment of the will of this land itself. I see divinity in that ball of light. Since ancient times, similar descriptions have appeared in this land in times of crisis, and the earliest can be traced back to the Taiping Fengtu Ji in the East..."

"Let's randomly interview a few passers-by..."

"Why do giant beasts always appear in our country?"

"Recently there are giant beasts and aliens. This country is almost doomed..."

"All of this is caused by the people of this country becoming increasingly devout. It is a divine punishment from the Lord! It is the root of destruction!"

"It doesn't matter. The light ball will take action anyway."

Hardware stores are much quieter at night than during the day, and store employees often listen to the radio to kill time. The frequent appearance of behemoths in recent months is undoubtedly the most talked-about topic, and almost every radio station is discussing it fiercely.

"Welcome," the clerk said without raising his head after hearing the door open. He felt someone approaching him, and the shadow of that person covered him completely. He looked up and saw a white-haired Rupert man wearing a black leather jacket. The man's height gave him a sense of oppression.

"So high..." the clerk sighed inwardly.

The man pointed at something hanging on the wall behind the clerk, his face expressionless. His eyes gave the clerk the feeling that he was ready to kill at any time, and it could be seen that he was restraining his desire to kill at all times.

"I want that bike lock, and that crowbar..."

The clerk gave the man what he wanted, and he paid and left. When the man's back completely disappeared into the darkness, the clerk breathed a sigh of relief.

On a street not far from the hardware store, two Colombian thugs were discussing a bad thing they had done before. They beat up a Lupo girl who resisted them a few days ago and got away with it. They were shameless and showed off to the people around them as a great achievement, but what they didn't know was that a very unhappy thing was quietly walking towards them.

(How can a big guy who is over two meters tall be so quiet...)

"Simon, I think we should drive farther away when we do this kind of thing in the future. Then, no one will watch even if that bitch shouts louder." The Vayfan gangster said to the Filin gangster next to him. This Filin gangster looked more like his beastly relative, with a chubby head and a much larger body than the average Filin.

"Ok?"

Simon noticed that passers-by nearby were leaving them as if they had seen something horrible, as if there was something behind them... He twisted his body and was hit on the head by a crowbar, falling to the ground with a scream. He felt that his brain was about to be beaten out by the crowbar! His nasal cavity was also filled with warm and sticky liquid, and several teeth flew out of his mouth!

"Ah?!" Before Vaifan could retreat, he was grabbed by Mario's neck. Mario held him like a chicken and locked him with a bicycle lock.

He was tied to a telephone pole by the neck.

"You bastard!" Simon climbed up from the ground with great pain, but Mario kicked him in the balls and knocked them off, then hit him on the head with a crowbar, blood splattering everywhere. This time, he was completely knocked unconscious.

"Ugh!..." The Vaifan gangster who was chained to the electric pole was so scared that he couldn't even beg for mercy. Simon's balls were blown away by the cold wind at night and rolled to a far place...

Later, Mario used a crowbar to beat the Vaifan thugs who were chained to a telephone pole. He did not use any [force], but just beat them in the simplest way, using the crowbar to give these thugs the pain they had once given to others!

Mario used a crowbar to break the nose of the Waifan thug, shattering his jaw and also smashing one of his balls, turning him into Bakugan Boy.

Mario did not feel any pleasure in the process, it was just a routine job for him, beating up the scumbag could no longer make him happy. He completely ignored the other party's screams of severe pain and vented his suppressed anger with a crowbar!

He said nothing the whole time. He neither said anything to educate the other party nor threatened them not to do it again, because he felt that it would be useless to say anything more to such people.

He is not here to educate them, but to punish them!

(Sareya: Horrible...)

After thinking that he had given the two thugs the punishment they deserved, Mario threw the deformed crowbar far away. A crisp sound was heard in the distance. The hot breath he exhaled formed a pale white mist in the cold air. He was about to leave this place that made him unhappy.

"I never thought you would do something like this in the dark. When did beating ordinary people become your way of entertainment?" The woman's voice came from the direction of the crowbar, which made Mario unhappy. He hadn't seen the owner of this voice for many years, that annoying guy...

"Wan..." He called the other person's name tentatively, and two women walked out from the darkness opposite. One was the Wan he mentioned, and the other was a woman he had never seen before.

Wan's look was also very different from the last time she met him. She was not wearing the common vest cape, but an exquisite black and white suit uniform. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her face, and dressed like a shrewd career woman.

"You know how to dress yourself up. Do you think you can become a cultured person by putting on this outfit?"

Wan just smiled at Mario's taunting and said calmly: