Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 225 Shocked!

Garcia quickly went through the four pieces of paper in his hand, but the content on them was different.

There are some serious analysis, some malicious speculation, and some very serious ones.

Soon, his cheeks moved, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Isn't some of the content on this too exaggerated?"

Ryan said cheerfully: "Don't worry about it, just print it.

I stayed up all night to write this, and it took care of the different needs of different groups of people. "

Of course, there are printing presses in this world, and with the innovation of technology, some people have invented rotary printing presses, which can reach 3600 prints per hour.

There is also a printing shop in the small town, which has a printing machine, which is enough, and it takes less than two hours for 5000 sheets of paper.

Shrugging his shoulders, Garcia didn't ask any more questions. He moved his mouth at the top and broke his legs at the bottom.

He adjusted his gray cowboy hat, lit a cigarette for himself, and went out quickly.

"Boss, then I'll go arrange the manpower." Suzanne's clear and melodious voice sounded.

"Go ahead, let someone set up a platform in the central square of the town." Ren ordered.

"Yes, Boss, you really know how to call people." Suzanne glared at him with beautiful eyes, and her tone was a little dissatisfied.

In order to find those extras, she worked all morning, and even went to the small theater in the town to find a few professionals.

Ren spread his hands and said indifferently: "It's not bad that I didn't let you warm the bed."

Ren felt that he had a conscience. As a new director, at least he didn't give her away.

Dai Mei raised her eyebrows and didn't complain too much. Accompanied by the sound of squeaking footsteps, she quickly walked out of the Little Widow's Hospital.

Susanna knew Ryan's overall plan. Although the matter was not too urgent, there was no time to waste it.

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner, and Ren directly lay on the wicker chair and began to take a lunch break.

It also takes time to make up blind chickens. I only slept for two hours last night and was a little sleepy.

The red sun is gradually falling to the west, and the sun is no longer dazzling. At four o'clock in the afternoon, in a shady alley somewhere in the center of the town.

"Just send it out as a newspaper, and plug it in when you meet pedestrians, whether they want it or not."

Garcia gave an order, and there were more than 20 people standing in front of him, most of them were members of the Ax Gang, and the others were newsboys.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded, and quickly ran out of the alley, waving the "newspapers" in their hands and spreading them in all directions.

"Daily! Free daily newspaper!"

Newsboys in ill-fitting work clothes and suspenders ran across the street with high-pitched voices.

He held the old gray beret on his head with his left hand, and his little face was nervous.

As a teenager delivering evening papers, he has been in this business for three years, and today is the most dangerous "newspaper" he has delivered since working.

The friends didn't dare to post it, and he didn't want to, but the hunger in his stomach made him unable to refuse the reward of a gold coin.

"Give you!"

The newsboy stuffed a newspaper directly into the hands of a young man with a cut head, and ran away under his astonished gaze.

The young man was wearing a blue and white striped shirt and black trousers. He subconsciously glanced at the exquisite paper in his hand, which read:

Shocking insider! "Iron Fist" Ugo died in battle!
Early yesterday morning, the Skeleton Gang attacked the Kangao tribe and suffered heavy losses. At present, there are less than 40 members left in the gang, and their strength has been greatly damaged!

Residents of Orange Town, unite!Right now is a good time to sanction traitors. In the evening, in the town square, see you there—the Ax Gang!
The sun shone on the paper, with a hint of heat.

The complexion of the young man with inch hair and brown pupils changed, and his palms were sweating. He looked around and found that all the passers-by on the road had strange expressions.

They stared at the leaflets in their hands, and many people were whispering and discussing.

"Hahahaha!"

A porter just took the newspaper, looked at the ink on his hand, frowned, but then, he laughed like a pig.

He wanted to stop laughing, but his face turned red and he couldn't stop. The young man poked his head curiously, and glanced at the leaflet in his hand:
Shock!Ghost-handed Marcello, son of a whore, ill-bred!

A 3-year-old stole a chicken, a 5-year-old touched a dog, and a 7-year-old peeped at a village widow taking a bath! …When I was 18 years old, 10 sows in the next door house screamed in the middle of the night. The neighbor came out with a light and saw that it was Marcello in Japan...

If you want to know what will happen next, in the evening, in the center of the town, the Ax Gang will reveal the secret exclusively for you!

"Ha ha!"

Thinking about the scenes of Marcello and Zhu Na, the young man couldn't help laughing.

As if the contents of these papers were different, he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and walked up to a middle-aged aunt carrying a vegetable basket.

Seeing this, the aunt asked in a loud voice: "Young man, I can't read, what's written on it?"

The young man with an inch hair glanced at the flyer in her hand, and a few lines of large characters were very conspicuous:

Showdown!I'm Higer, I admit it, I'm Marcello's father!
This rebellious son is so mad at me, if I knew he was a scourge, I should have shot him on the wall in the first place!

Tonight, in the central square of the town, I'm going to make a break with this unfaithful, unjust, benevolent, and unfilial person!
I just want to tell him that your father is still your father!
…………

With the spread of these leaflets, the entire Orange Town became lively, with discussions, quarrels, and laughter everywhere.

More than 20 people sent these leaflets to all parts of the town. Of course, no one was so stupid as to send them to the skeleton gang station on the green street in the south.

An hour later, in a warehouse on the east side of the town, a group of men in black were standing or sitting on wooden boxes, arguing constantly.

Judging from the logo on the clothes, they are not a group of people, but belong to 7 gangs.

It can be said that apart from the Skeleton Gang, other gangs in Orange Town have come here.

One of them, a bald man with a big shoulder and a thick waist, stared at the four leaflets with different contents in his hand, and touched his shiny forehead: "Is Higgs taking the wrong medicine? How dare you humiliate Marcello like this?

I didn't realize it before, he's so awesome, he actually wants to be his father, that's amazing, man! "

This bald and strong man is Isam, the leader of the Guards Gang, nicknamed "Brother Tie".

"Humph!"

A tall and thin man with pot-covered hair snorted coldly. He was Roy, the leader of the Fried Chicken Gang.

Roy's expression was a little puzzled: "Sig is really impressive this time, he is so bold that he dared to threaten to make a break with the ghost hand.

But he is not a fool, who gave him the courage? "

Roy couldn't figure it out, even the strange man Zolo wouldn't be so arrogant, leaving no room for slaps in the face like crazy.

Higg is just a Tier [-] Berserker, how dare he offend Ghost Hand like this?
Issam smiled, and said carefreely: "Didn't he always boast that his cousin is the Pirate King of the North Sea, maybe it's because of the backing?

Or he has broken through to the fourth level [Burning Berserker], and he is confident that he can smash Marcello's dog's head! "

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(End of this chapter)