Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 318 The Tyrant of Kang Town

The development of the situation was completely in line with Kevin's expectations.

The video of Alan calling all the way from school to the police station was posted on the Internet and immediately caused a sensation.

Overnight, there were over [-] million clicks on the entire network, and there were tens of thousands of related discussion topics!
Initially, a hot topic of discussion was the authenticity of the video.

Most netizens believe that the content of the video is not credible.

The various exaggerated fighting scenes, especially the scene of destroying the police station building, must be movie special effects.

However, this topic quickly lost its discussion value in an unexpected way.

Just when the data was soaring, the major video sites seemed to have received hints from the relevant departments and deleted the video one after another.

When the video existed, people were happy to discuss its authenticity.

And when the video is deleted from the whole network, people have reason to think that the content may be true!
Countless netizens have already backed up the video in advance and republished it with a new look.

No matter how fast a website is deleted, it is not as fast as a virus can spread.

The more the video is deleted in an attempt to hinder its spread, the more it arouses people's curiosity to see how explosive the video is, so much so that it triggers an entire network ban.

What makes people even more puzzling is who or what organization, for what purpose, tried to prevent the spread of this video?

Various conspiracy theories were brewed from this, and the video quickly spread across the Internet.

The explosion of the video made Kevin very excited.

Before dawn, I called Allen.

Worrying about gains and losses, he asked him: "If a reporter comes to the door, can I be interviewed?"

"You took the video and you uploaded it. Whether you want to be interviewed or not is up to you. I don't care."

Allen said to Kevin.

Hang up the phone and sleep until dawn, only to be woken up by the noise coming from the window.

Old man Morgan went to the library early in the morning and left a breakfast for Allen.

Allen took hot dogs and milk and watched the excitement at the door while eating.

A group of uniformed men and women are marching through the streets, holding signs and shouting slogans.

After watching it for a while, Allen suddenly realized that it was the police union in Kang Town who was on strike.

"Hey! Good morning bro!"

Kevin came running across the street.

Pullover hoodie with sunglasses, looks mysterious.

Behind him, followed by a strange girl.

"Why are you dressed like this?" Allen asked Kevin.

"I'm afraid of being recognized and beaten." Kevin said with a bitter smile.

Without waiting for Allen to ask further questions, he rushed to introduce the girl with long legs and thin waist to him.

"This is Miss April, a reporter from the TV station, who came here to interview you."

Miss reporter is slender, with short brown hair, jeans, a beige bomber jacket, and white wedge heel boots.

She is not a great beauty, but she gives off a smart, capable and energetic impression.

Allen stuffed the hot dog wrapper and the empty milk carton to Kevin, and reached out to the female reporter.

"Hello, April."

"Good morning, Ellen!"

The lady reporter smiled a little forcedly.

"Alan, you should know why the police in Kangzhen went on strike."

"I really don't know." Allen shrugged and spread his hands, "Maybe they feel that they have been treated unfairly?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid! The live video of your murder at the police station yesterday has been spread all over the Internet."

April said angrily.

"You are famous, but the police officers you beat up don't want to act as a stepping stone to your fame. They are protesting and demanding that you be severely punished!"

"April, isn't this funny?"

Allen couldn't hold back his joy.

"According to the law, who should punish me?"

"police."

"So what are the police doing?"

"There's a strike..."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, April couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, let's change the subject, Alan, why did you beat the police officer and destroy the police building?"

"Frankly, there are two reasons."

Allen held out two fingers with a serious face.

"First of all, I was treated unfairly by the Kangzhen police."

"Secondly, I have the ability to deliver justice in a way that I believe is right."

"Well said! But have you considered the consequences?"

April's face was serious.

"Because of your atrocities, the police in the whole town went on strike. The criminals in the town really thank you very much!"

"Criminals?" Allen shook his head slightly. "As a law-abiding citizen, I hate criminals. Maybe I should do something to make those scum more honest."

April's eyes lit up, smelling the big news.

"Alan, tell me about your plan."

"My idea is very simple. Anyone who dares to cause trouble in the town will be arrested and beaten to death. The corpse will be hung on the street lamp for public display. It will definitely have a deterrent effect."

"Alan, you must be kidding me."

April's face was a little stiff.

"No, dear reporter, I mean it."

Allen gave her a meaningful smile, turned and walked towards the other side of the street.

April shivered suddenly, and dense cold sweat broke out on her back.

"April, let's go, there must be a good show to watch!"

Kevin urged.

The reporter hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to chase Alan side by side with Kevin.

The police station building was razed to the ground, and the police station was replaced by a temporary office.

Allen kicked in the door and broke into the director's office.

Holding Mr. Director's neck, he had a cordial and friendly discussion and was authorized by the Director.

During the police union strike, Allen will assist the police in maintaining law and order in Cong as a vigilante.

Putting on his uniform, Allen came to the parking lot.

"Kevin, can you drive?"

"Yes, yes, but I don't have a driver's license. Is that okay?"

Kevin tried to sit in the driver's seat of the police car, but was pulled out by Alan.

"How dare you drive a police car without a driver's license? Just pretend that I, the vigilante, don't exist!"

"Let me do it." April sat in the driver's seat, "Mr. Vigilante, I will be your exclusive driver."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Allen sat in the assistant's seat and turned on the police radio.

The security situation in Kang Town has always been good.

However, no matter how good the law and order is, there will always be a few gutter mice.

Especially when the news of the strike by the police union came out, the local hooligans and thieves in the town took the opportunity to become active and actively participated in the profitable "zero yuan purchase" business.

The police car dangled on the street for less than an hour before receiving several calls to the police.

Allen didn't even need to get out of the car and directly opened the over-limit area.

Kang Zhen's business district is not big.

The radius of the field is sufficient to cover.

The streets and lanes are all under domain surveillance.

As soon as the robber was about to leave the crime scene, he was locked in by Allen's mind, driving the Taotie source and absorbing the essence.

Covered with a hood, only his eyes were exposed, the gangster who was running wildly, staggered and collapsed on the street as if he had been cramped.

Similar scenes appeared in different crime scenes, attracting countless passers-by to watch in amazement.

It's time to go out and show your face and build a wave of reputation.

Allen signaled April to stop, tightened his belt, put his hands on his hips, and swaggered onto the street.

All the half-dead gangsters were stripped naked, tied up, and hung upside down on the street lamps, like a flock of swaying chickens.

It is true that it is illegal to deal with it like this, but he doesn't care.

As long as you're happy, you're done.

April took over the camera from Kevin, and truthfully recorded the whole process of Allen as a guest vigilante and ravaging criminals in the town.

One of the most newsworthy clips happened the next evening.

A robber attempted to rob the town's bank at gunpoint.

Hear the siren and take the bank employee hostage.

Allen got out of the police car and walked straight towards the robber.

The robber was hysterical, yelling, and threatened Allen, "If you take a step closer, you will shoot the hostage's head off."

Allen ignored him and didn't slow down at all.

At the same time, the gluttonous black ball is driven to stimulate the source of annihilation.

The desperate robber finally pulled the trigger.

Little did he know that the firing pin had been decomposed into its original substance.

The gunfire did not sound as expected, and the robber fell into a daze on the spot.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Allen walked up to the robber and raised his right hand.

puff!
His index finger suddenly dug into his forehead.

"You are already dead."

In the next second, the robber's head, wrapped in a black hood, exploded!
The broken head was like a watermelon smashed with a stick.

This bloody scene spread all over the Internet that night.

April called Allen "the Batman of Contown" in her live report.

Netizens responded with polarization.

Some people support Allen's response to violence.

Some people criticized him for abusing violence and using cruel means.

"It's more like a native than Batman."

……

Allen's career as a vigilante in Kang Town lasted only three days.

The police chief and union representatives came to his house and begged him to give up the part-time job.

In return, the union agreed to end the strike.

The police officers returned to their posts and performed their duties of maintaining public order in Kangzhen in a less simple and crude way.

April's report triggered a fierce public response.

Early on Friday morning, the lady reporter rushed to Alan excitedly, saying that her immediate boss, media tycoon Jonah James, was very optimistic about Alan's potential and invited him to have lunch to discuss in-depth cooperation.

It was a pleasant meal.

As a self-media person, Allen sold the exclusive broadcasting rights of his video works to Mr. James's online media group at an astronomical price.

Allen also helped his buddy Kevin by the way, and signed a contract with a good salary. The main business is to be his assistant.

April also received a promotion and a salary increase, and joined Alan and Kevin's live broadcast team.

After talking about the business, April drove Ellen home.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I realized something was wrong.

There are figures flickering and sneaking in the window.

Allen left April and Kevin in the car and got out alone.

Just after crossing the lawn, the first floor window suddenly opened!

Two pitch-black gun barrels stretched out, and the muzzle sprayed flames.

chug chug! !
The sound of semi-automatic rifle fire is thrilling

Allen sneered and opened the Taotie Domain.

Since merging with the divinity of the ancestor Leviathan, the Taotie Domain's ability to decompose matter has been greatly enhanced.

The rifle bullets fired head-on, entered the radiation range of the field, and instantly decomposed into the original dust.

Allen exerted strength on his feet and rushed to the window.

Swish!
The afterimage was still there, and the two gunmen had been dragged out of the window by him and thrown onto the lawn.

After some interrogation, Allen learned that the two thugs were from Dongyang Street in the city, and they were both members of the "Orochi Club".

The "Big Snake Club" on Dongyang Street is a gang with the same reputation as the Hong Gang.

It is said that this organization is a sub-organization of the "Volcano Esoteric Cult", which is responsible for doing dirty work.

The reason why Orochi found Allen was from Bruce.

Bruce is not only a member of the Orochi Society, but also a formal member of the Volcano Secret Cult, and is highly favored by the church's senior leaders.

Bruce was beaten into a vegetable by Allen, and the news was sent back, which angered Francis Yamamoto, the president of the Orochi Society.

This person belongs to the high priest in the volcano esoteric sect, and is known as the "Great Snake Immortal".

Bruce is one of his disciples.

Originally, Orochi planned to send someone to kill Allen immediately.

Later, I learned that this young man was not simple. He called the wind and called the rain in Kang Town and did whatever he wanted. Even the police dared not provoke him.

Chairman Yamamoto suspects that Allen may have extraordinary power similar to him!

So four gunmen were sent to kidnap old Morgan while Allen was not at home.

Two gunmen were responsible for escorting old Morgan back.

Two gunmen were left behind to ambush Allen secretly.

It goes without saying if he can be shot.

If the assassination fails, send a message to Allen.

Send him into town and meet him at Warehouse Number [-] on the Dock.

Before dawn, President Yamamoto will not see Allen at the agreed place, and old Morgan will be stuffed into a cement bucket and buried in Long Island Sound.

……

Under the blue moonlight.

A red Ford Raptor speeds down the interstate.

April was driving, sitting beside Kevin who was checking the camera equipment.

Neither of them was interested in chatting, and the tension on their faces could not be concealed.

Allen sat in the back row, casually playing with his phone.

When approaching the dock, the Taotie Domain captured a suspicious target.

There are hundreds of heavily armed gunmen hidden in the container.

Allen sneered silently.

Activate the Taotie Source to extract the gunman's life essence.

When the car entered the dock, the gunmen who were ambushing in the dark had already quietly turned into mummies.

After the car stopped, Allen told April and Kevin to stay in the car for safety.

Allen got out of the car alone, put on his headphones, and turned on the music player on his phone.

Cut the song to "Bohemian Rhapsody", stepping on the beat of the music, and went straight to warehouse No. [-].

Suddenly the warehouse door flew open.

On the opposite side, a group of thugs in suits and sunglasses stood side by side.

All armed with submachine guns, they fired wildly at Allen!

The bullets whistling out of the chamber were within the radiation range of the Taotie domain, and they disintegrated into metal dust after flying less than one meter away.

Behind the gunmen stood four masked men in red robes.

Seeing Allen walking calmly in the hail of bullets, unscathed, he quickly raised his hand and recited the mantra.

Fierce magic power gathered in the hands of these four acolytes of the Volcanic Esoteric Cult.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a fireball the size of a washbasin, flew out of his hand, and smashed towards Allen with a howl.

Allen casually pushed forward with a palm.

The shock wave exploded! !

The four fireballs were blown back and exploded one after another!
The gunmen in front of the warehouse were all blown to pieces.

The four red-robed acolytes were also reaping the fruit of their own accord, and were blown all over the ground by the blast of the fireball explosion, very embarrassed.

Allen took another step forward, his eyes turning cold.

The gunman and the acolyte were all spurting blood from their nostrils, ear holes, and wounds on their bodies.

A red-robed acolyte, with trembling palms, firmly pressed on his blood-spitting chest.

However it didn't work.

The high-pressure blood flow tore his palm, and he continued to hurl outwards.

All these bloods merged into streams in the air and poured into the gluttonous black ball.

In the blink of an eye, all the killers lurking inside and outside the warehouse were killed by Allen.

At this time, Allen's footsteps had already stepped over the warehouse threshold.

Deep in the dim warehouse, a figure could be vaguely seen.

A bald man in a kimono with a samurai sword hanging from his waist.

Sit on the floor with your back to the door.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he got up and took off his shirt.

His bare back reveals brightly colored tattoos.

Like a fiery red snake wrapping around him.

Allen could guess it without asking.

The bald tattooed man is the leader of the Orochi Society and the high-ranking priest of the Volcanic Esoteric Cult, Francis Yamamoto!

Chairman Yamamoto turned around and slowly drew out his samurai sword.

Swish!
The light of the knife turned into an arc-shaped flame, slashing towards Allen from the air!

Bang!
Allen didn't change his face, and punched forward.

The force of the fist collided with the flaming sword energy, stimulating violent airflow.

The warehouse door was pushed by air pressure and closed with a bang.

In the parking lot, Kevin and April are shooting the fight scene between Allen and the members of the Orochi Club with a telephoto lens.

The warehouse door was closed unexpectedly, and the decisive battle between Allen and President Orochi could not be photographed. The two looked at each other with anxiety in their eyes.

April was unwilling to miss this most exciting scene, so she was cruel and jumped out of the car with the camera in hand.

Kevin quickly chased after her and shouted at her, "I'll open the door!"

In the warehouse with the closed door, there was the sound of fierce fighting.

Kevin and April approached apprehensively, thinking about how to open the door, when there was a thunderous roar in the warehouse.

The two of them were caught off guard, their ears buzzing from the shock, and they could barely hold the camera equipment in their hands.

Before he could recover, the roof of the warehouse suddenly exploded!
A fiery red python poked its head out of the hole in the roof, raised its head towards the night sky, and spewed out a fiery pillar of fire!

April and Kevin were so frightened by this terrifying and spectacular scene that their legs trembled.

Fortunately, I still relied on my instinct to raise my camera and mobile phone to record this scene.

The big red python shook its head and roared repeatedly, its expression seemed to be in great pain.

Large pieces of snake scales peeled off, and the whole body was soaked in blood, which was seriously injured.

It tried to escape the warehouse through the hole in the roof.

However, the tail seemed to be being pulled by some irresistible tyrannical force, and it was finally pulled down forcibly.

Full of unwillingness, the big red snake finally spewed out a bloody flame, and the sound of struggling and roaring gradually became weaker.

Until it returns to silence.

Bang! !

The iron door of the warehouse burst open suddenly.

The boy in a white hoodie and headphones kicked through the iron door and walked out of the warehouse.

Allen was spotless from head to toe.

With his right hand he supported the weak old man Morgan, and with his left hand he dragged a dying red snake.

April and Kevin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and hurried over.

Allen left old Morgan in the care of April and asked Kevin to continue filming.

The dying Francis Yamamoto, unable to maintain his atavistic form, contorts and twitches under the camera.

Soon it transformed from a red boa constrictor breathing flames into a human form with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

His naked body was covered in blood.

Allen squeezed his neck, picked it up with one hand, and stuffed it into an empty gasoline can.

There are ready-made concrete mixers on the pier, which are rumbling.

Allen controls the mixer and pours cement into the gasoline drum.

President Yamamoto moaned and struggled in the barrel, until only one head was exposed from the cement slurry, his eyes were full of panic and despair.

Cement takes time to set.

During this period, Allen, with the assistance of Kevin and April, filmed a short video, using his native language to challenge the saints of the Volcanic Esotericism.

"The head of the Volcanic Esoteric Cult, Ashura Yoko, right?"

"You may be someone in Kyoto, but in my territory, you are nothing!"

"If you dare to come to Kangzhen and give it a try, I won't be able to reap the benefits without you!"

Vigorously pointing his middle finger at the camera, Allen picked up the oil drum with one hand and threw it out.

Accompanied by the camera, the oil drum flew up a hundred feet high.

It drew an arc in the night sky, and finally sank into the bay with a plop, together with Yamamoto solidified in the cement.

……

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