Poseidon in Tomorrow's Ark

"Understood~"

Hearing the echo of the Angel of Power and Texas' subsequent call to the other side of the radio: "No."

Sora reported to Texas on the radio while looking around: "Hey... the suspicious people's movements today are very complicated, but they seem to be operating in two teams. It might be a trap--"

Before Kong could finish, Is appeared over the radio: "It's not that complicated. There is a problem within the enemy. This is an opportunity."

"Wow! You scared me!" Kong was startled by the sudden voice coming from the radio.

"...You're back too." Texas sighed, "Why did you have to hack into your own channel? Can't you communicate normally?"

Is listened to Texas' question and said leisurely, "This is faster."

"So where are you now?"

"Sad Cafe. I suddenly remembered that I should have a day off today, so I came to join in the fun." The sound of keyboard tapping came from Is's side. "The coordinates of Croissant and the newcomer have been sent to you. The speed of Longmen's intercity network is really comfortable."

Texas opened his phone, looked at the coordinates in the group chat, and nodded, "...In that case, after completing your respective tasks, go support them."

Xiyue also nodded and chimed in, "This is a good opportunity to fight back. Come on, everyone."

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"Mr. Capone, the leader's plan to raid Penguin Logistics seems to have failed." A gangster in a dilapidated house in the slums reported to Capone who was sitting on the sofa.

Capone nodded as if he had expected it. "Nonsense, that reckless man can do nothing. Don't bother with him."

The gangster hesitated for a moment and then asked, "...Is this really okay?"

Capone sighed and looked at the brightly lit street outside the alley: "What the family needs now is a place to stand. As for the last name, it doesn't matter at all."

Capone retracted his gaze: "Haven't you found the Rat King yet?"

The gangster shook his head: "No, the Rat King really leaves no trace..."

Capone nodded and consoled him, "Be patient. He is like a part of this city, like the shadow of Longmen. Although we don't have much time."

"But if we are not careful enough and the Rat King finds out, we will face pressure from three sides at the same time..."

Capone shook his head: "It's the same for everyone. If I'm at a disadvantage, I'd rather make the situation more chaotic."

"Any news on Gambino?"

The gangster pursed his lips and didn't reply.

Capone frowned and looked at the silent gangster: "Why don't you speak?"

Gambino walked in from the darkness: "How polite! If you have anything to say, can't you just contact me directly?"

Capone looked at Gambino: "...How did you get in here?"

Gambino grinned: "Not everyone can break the oath they made at their father's grave without any guilt like you."

Capone stood up from the sofa. "Vow? That's just because we're on the same path, but things are different now, Gambino."

Gambino looked at Capone who stood up and turned to sit on another sofa: "I have the final say now. You disappoint me, but I am willing to give you a chance to explain, old brother."

"Hmph. Seven years ago, the former leader was assassinated, and you sent me to Longmen at that time." Capone looked at Gambino who sat down and sat back on the sofa. "I came all the way here to build an unprecedented business bridge to support the family."

Capone looked at Gambino. "But in the end, you failed in Syracuse, escaped, and took over everything I worked so hard to run."

Gambino was silent for a moment, then said, "Forget it. You are not the kind of person who would get angry over such a small profit. Otherwise, you would have died long ago."

Capone leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. "Whatever you say, I just realized today that the most courageous fang in the family is the real culprit who hinders the family."

Gambino patted the arm of the sofa. "So you want to break your own claws and put a collar on yourself? Ha!"

Capone sat up again and glared at Gambino: "If you continue to do whatever you want in Longmen, we will be wiped out by those unstoppable forces sooner or later. This is not Syracuse!"

Gambino took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it between his hands. His tone was not sure whether it was sarcasm or something else: "I see, I am so moved that I am about to cry. I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful for the family."

"Each each other."

The two men stood up from the sofa at the same time, and the gangsters around them also retreated. Since neither side could convince the other with words, they could only use the most traditional method of Syracuse to decide who would be the leader.

Gambino quickly approached Capone and punched him hard in the face, but Capone was not to be trifled with and while being knocked back he raised his leg and kicked Gambino in the side.

Gambino held his waist and said, "You're getting slow, Capone."

Capone wiped the dust off his face and said, "The wound you left in Syracuse wasn't easy, Gambino."

Gambino shook his head: "Give it up, I don't want to kill you."

Capone looked at the pretentious Gambino and laughed: "No, you think a lot."

"Ha! You really know me!" When Gambino wanted to continue rushing forward, the wall on the side suddenly collapsed.

"Varied……"

Croissant poked his head out from the dust and saw the confrontation between the two. He was stunned: "Oh? I was planning to break through the wall and leave... but it seems that I have run into an incredible scene?"

Croissant smiled at the two of them and said, "It's okay, you guys continue, we'll take another route."

The gangsters' voices rang out from the other side of the wall: "Chase them! Don't let those two get away!!"

Baisong looked back and shook his head: "...It seems that there is not much chance."

Gambino looked at Croissant and Baisong with cold eyes: "It's just right, the troublemakers are all here, then I'll kill you--"

The other side of the house collapsed with a loud bang, like a gel-like stream of water slowly emerging from the smoke and then quickly retracting.

"What happened this time!?" Gambino stared at the wall that had just collapsed.

The halo of the Archangel scatters light from the dust, and the light can be seen before the person arrives or the sound comes.

"Hey~ We're here!"

Texas also stepped out of the dust: "...What a coincidence, it's all here."

A layer of light circle popped out from the dust, pushing away the surrounding dust. Xiyue stood behind everyone and looked at the scene in front of them: "Maybe this is what they call "coming early is not as good as arriving at the right time?"

Sora nodded as he looked at the scene in front of him. "Hmm, is this the final showdown? Isn't it a little early?"

"It doesn't matter. The sooner we solve this farce, the better." Texas stared at the two people in front of him, "Just do as the boss wants and throw them into the river."

Capone stepped back slightly to avoid being caught in the crossfire between the two sides: "Humph, the more chaotic it is, the better it suits me."

Capone looked at the current three-way confrontation and said, "It seems that whoever can walk out of here standing will be the winner tonight."

Chapter 42: The Law of Noise (V)

Gambino wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Haah, haah..."

Not only had he just endured a slash from Texas, but he had also been kicked hard in the chest by Capone.

Capone was not feeling well either. Not only was he hit on the shoulder by Croissant's hammer, but the Archangel next to him also fired several bullets at him. Even though they were rubber bullets, he still felt bad at such a close distance, and bloody holes were left on his face.

Capone gasped, "Come on, Penguin Logistics!"

Exia looked at Gambino, who was kicked against the wall and gasping for breath, and then looked at Capone: "Aren't you two on good terms?"

"Tsk!" Capone made a disdainful sound from the corner of his mouth.

Croissant and Baisong are being besieged by a group of gangsters.

Croissant looked at the gangsters who kept attacking him and was a little speechless: "Why are you coming for me? Take my hammer!"

Gambino was tripped by a gangster and almost ran into the blade swung by Texas: "Ugh! Whose side are you on!?"

The gangster who fell down quickly stood up and explained: "No, it wasn't me who did it! It was that angel!"

The Angel of Power smiled and weighed the broken board in his hand: "Hey, it doesn't matter if it hits the wrong way."

This thing was picked up casually by Archangel Exiah from the ground. Anyway, when Xiyue just broke the wall, there were a bunch of them scattered on the ground. It is very suitable to be used as a secondary melee weapon.

Just now, Angel used it to slap away the gangster who had just attacked her.

"Now is the time - it's dangerous! Why are you hacking at me?!" Seeing Xiyue standing behind the crowd, seemingly unprepared and without a weapon, a gangster tried to rush forward, but was almost hit on the shoulder by another gangster with a knife.

"I'm sorry, but I still think I should be loyal to my leader!!" The knife-wielding gangster continued to swing his weapon, as if he had made up his mind to stab his companion.

The hatted gangster glared at his immediate companion, "But so am I!"

The knife-wielding gangster's face froze: "Uh."

Gambino looked at the chaotic scene and roared, "Why are you all lying on the ground? Those who are not dead, get up!"

The gangsters staggered to their feet: "Yes, yes!"

Xiyue shook her head and looked at Gambino with a smile: "It's not good to force your subordinates like this. Do you have medical subsidies? It seems that there is no. What a black-hearted company~"

Texas looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and sighed, "...It's a bit confusing, but anyway, we just need to knock down all the people wearing black clothes, right?"

"Is there a possibility? Texas~" Xiyue pointed to the black windbreaker on her body, "I also wear black clothes~"

"It's such a mess." A voice suddenly sounded from behind Baisong.

"Yeah - eh!? Miss Mostima?" Baisong replied casually because it sounded familiar, and turned around to see that the person coming was Mostima.

Mastema smiled and nodded: "But you seem to be quite energetic."

"Oh, there's another guy in black from Texas~"

"Xiyue, don't make trouble..." Texas looked at Mostima who was standing there at some point in time: "...When did you come?"

Mostima spread his hands and said helplessly: "The boss asked me to come. Ah, hello, Miss Xiyue, nice to meet you."

"Hello, Mastema, nice to meet you." Xiyue also waved to Mastema. Neither of them cared about the chaotic battle that was going on.

"Tsk, it's that weird Sakota man." Capone curled his lips as he looked at Mostima who suddenly appeared.

Gambino didn't care about Capone's reaction and rushed forward with a punch: "Get out of my way!"

Mostima looked at Gambino who was rushing towards him with a smile, pulled out a black stick from behind him and blocked Gambino's fist.

"Alright, calm down." Mastema looked at Gambino with a smile, "What will happen if we win here? Let's both take a step back."

"She blocked the leader!?"

Another gangster noticed the stick that Mostima used to block Gambino, and immediately realized something about the strange decoration on the other end: "No! That's a staff! Chief, be careful! She's a sorcerer!"

Capone was silent for a moment as he looked at the scene in front of him: "...It seems that not fighting her head-on was the right choice... Hey, don't get close to them yet!"

Gambino stared straight at Mostima: "...I have never seen a Sakota like you. No, you are a Sarkaz? What are you?"

Mastema smiled and replied, "An ordinary messenger, what else?"

Gambino's face darkened when he heard Mostima's answer: "You are just being mysterious!"

Gambino swung his fist, but it was easily blocked by Mostima.

"Damn it!"

"Let's take a break..." Mastema looked at Gambino's angry expression and continued, "I guess you won't listen."

Gambino looked at Mostima who looked relaxed, and couldn't help but get angry: "Are you looking down on me?!"

Mostima did not continue to pay attention to the furious Gambino in front of him, but turned to the others: "How are you, everyone? How long has it been since we last met?"

Gambino saw that Mostima didn't care about him at all, and his anger burned even more. "Where are you looking at!?"

"How many years? Or a few months?" Croissant waved his shield to hit a gangster who rushed over and replied casually:

"Guh!"

Sora swung the short stick in his hand and said, "Life is too full, and people will forget the time."

The Archangel who had been talking the most murmured at this moment: "...Almost four years and three months, Mastema."

Mostima looked at the serious-looking Archangel and nodded: "Well, it's been a long time."

Exiah stared at Mostima who seemed to be indifferent.

Being stared at by the Archangel, Mastema smiled and said, "Don't make that expression. If you are even a little serious, I will think you are sick."

The Angel of Power took a deep breath: "Isn't this a touching reunion!?"

Mastema swung the staff in his hand and knocked Gambino to the ground again. "Whether it's touching or not, now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

Texas raised his eyebrows, as if he understood something: "Are you really going to do it here?"

Mastema smiled and nodded: "Just some exercise."

Texas nodded: "...Well, it seems that the boss is really angry, remember to show mercy."

"No problem." Mastema nodded, "Besides, there is another guest waiting for me."

Mastema raised her staff slightly, and a flash of light appeared on the staff, and the orange light enveloped the building.