I give the world destruction and rebirth

In Tang Ji's era, the so-called crime rate had already exceeded the socially acceptable peak at the beginning of the century, so much so that no one even kept statistics on the crime rate.

How many people die in accidents every day in Night City? How many of these people died as a result of criminal acts?

From the Dead Man's Lottery, an event that draws prizes at regular intervals every day, we can see that Night City people are free and easy and self-deprecating about the city's crime rate.

Tang Ji himself had never bought Dead Man's Lotto, but he knew that many people in the bureau had been buying this thing. Sometimes completely unnecessary street wars broke out between law enforcers and street fighters in order to manipulate the results.

But on the first day the Thousand Faced Killer entered Night City, the final winning number of the Death Lottery more than doubled from the previous day.

The Thousand-Faced Killer, this nickname has become a new buzzword in Night City due to Daoud's unscrupulous killings. Some enthusiastic citizens filmed the entire process of Daoud's transformation with their mobile phones and posted it online.

Such weird superhumans almost immediately caused panic among humans. After being baptized by the wave of superhumans, people can accept that their neighbors don't need lighters to light cigarettes, and they can accept that they don't need refrigerators to cool down.

It is even acceptable for someone to fly in the sky without wings, but to be able to look like someone else at will. This is crossing the line.

How do you know if the friend you were drinking with today is really your friend and not some perverted murderer?

How did you know that the mayor who appeared on TV today and asked the Law Enforcement Bureau to arrest the new Thousand-Faced Killer as soon as possible was the mayor himself?

The appearance of the Thousand-Faced Man has caused cracks in the already fragile order of Night City. They have begun to experience the pain of the human resistance organization when facing players.

In order to prevent being infiltrated by beings like the Thousand-Faced Man, the Ark Organization invested heavily in the new base, using flexible screen materials to lay the floor, accurately mapping the steps of each entrant, collecting biological information, and verifying it in real time.

The Enterprise Joint Investigation Office controlled by Mikkelsen simply let Mikkelsen fill all important positions part-time, and the external employees were only responsible for handling odd jobs and had no access to core secrets.

Those with money and strength, while other small organizations can only take more primitive methods and regularly check whether personnel have been replaced.

Daoud has clearly felt that his actions in Night City are getting more and more unsatisfactory. The simple folk customs of this city make its residents shoot decisively when facing possible risks.

After being injured by a reporter, when Daoud was looking for an opportunity again, he was shot into his body armor by a grumpy bar owner with a shotgun because he failed to match the code.

Thank God, he was used to wearing armor in the previous world. Not wearing a body armor in this world was as awkward as not wearing underwear, so he only broke two ribs.

"I underestimated Tang Ji, and I underestimated the world." Daoud sat in a bar full of corpses, poured himself a glass of wine, and communicated with his companions in a spiritual dialogue: "They still have some ability. "

"You have at most one and a half minutes to complain, their drones are very fast." The tired voice of my companion came from my mind: "I don't know why you are wasting your time drinking here, but there are still nineteen more In a few hours, I will end this mission."

"No, it won't take that long. I plan to give up this mission now. I admit my failure." He tasted the aroma of the strong wine: "I really love this world. Their productivity is so high that it can be used for waste. It’s not advanced enough to plan the distribution of stellar energy like we do.”

"I don't want to hear you complain about the social system, Daoud. Like you, I have enough contribution points to offset the impact of this failure." The companion reminded before leaving the psychic network: "You still have forty-two seconds. Time to leave.”

After his ears became clear again, the melody of the classic songs in the bar slowly reached Daoud's ears. At this time, he disguised himself as a tall black man.

As water surged all over his body, a relatively thin, short white man revealed his true face. This was the original appearance of this body.

He had already heard the sound of sirens in the distance, and it was obvious that law enforcement officers had surrounded the place.

Daoud did not want to lose this body, because he was the native body of the [Silent] ability. Once he lost this body, the pioneers' progress in developing this ability would be locked up.

However, this ability is relatively unattractive. No other pioneer besides him is willing to spend time to practice it, so if you lose it, you will lose it.

He couldn't kill Tang Ji in a short time, and the Virtue Seven planners had already been activated. In order to occupy a position, he could only make a choice.

Daoud finally filled his wine glass again, emptied it in one gulp, took out his mobile phone and turned on the video function and pointed it at himself: "Tangji, you won this round, we will meet again soon."

After leaving his 'last words', Daoud heard the footsteps outside the door and without hesitation took out his pistol, aimed it at his chin and shot himself.

Death is the fastest way for them to break away from their bound state. Although it will cause a certain degree of soul loss, it is better than facing Tang Ji directly, right?

Daoud pulled the trigger with absolute certainty, without any hesitation. When the gunfire rang out, several Valentino Gang gunmen who walked in through the door looked for bunkers and shot indiscriminately at the place where the gunfire rang out. .

"Ceasefire! Damn it! Ceasefire! We're too late!" A small leader shouted while looking at the corpses filling the bar.

Their people deliberately drove behind the law enforcer's patrol car in order to get here earlier and find an opportunity to kill the Thousand-Faced Killer first.

Not only for Tang Ji's reward and favor, but also for his own benefit.

Compared with the officials and law enforcers of Night City, these street fighters are the ones who suffer the most. The people of Night City have long been accustomed to the situation where law enforcers are always slow to show up. It is not surprising that they cannot deal with the Thousand Faces Man.

But for several major gangs, first Tang Ji single-handedly suppressed the entire underground order of Night City and had to bow its head, and now people with thousands of faces are running rampant on the streets.

The successive occurrences of such accidents have shaken the order they have established over decades. Not only the outside gang members feel that they are weak, but also the emerging superhumans have begun to ignore them.

The most intuitive example is that in the past, when low-level street fighters collected protection fees, they only needed to make a phone call or go for a walk and spend money. But now they had better put on body armor and load their bullets.

Because you never know whether the honest person who was submissive yesterday will wake up and become a superhuman being just after taking a nap.

Although they don't want to admit it, several major gangs are indeed living in dire straits recently.