Chapter 796

General Kizaru has seen the glorious side of the Holy Roman Empire. Tonight, he fully witnessed the dark side of the empire in this historic subway station. There are always places in this world where the righteous light of the empire cannot be projected.

There are very few subway passengers on this train. Borsalino curiously looked in the direction of the carriages on both sides and saw only ten figures in total, most of whom looked nervous.

Gwen smelled the smell of leaves and quickly put on a hood to cover her face. Before reaching the tunnel, the school beauty did not want to cause trouble, let alone be noticed by some second-rate people.

Barry, a poor child, obviously often takes this night train. He pulled his cheap uncle and surrounded Gwen inside to reduce the attention of outsiders to the girl.

At first, Borsalino didn't know why Barry and Gwen became nervous. Soon he noticed two middle-aged men at the end of the carriage and began to patrol the entire carriage.

During the period, one of the thin men would spread out his palms for every passenger passing by. The passenger would skillfully take out the protection fee from his bag and hand it to the thin man. He would count the amount on the spot. If the amount was enough, he would not embarrass the passenger and collect the protection fee from the next passenger.

"It's a very strange body. It doesn't look like it was trained after birth. It's probably a trick to turn fat into muscle." Kizaru scanned the meat mountain bodyguard protecting the thin man through his vague observation Haki.

The "fat man" with a nose ring is conservatively estimated to be 300 pounds. The muscles of his whole body are very tight. He stretched out all the clothes on his body to achieve a perfect muscle drawing effect. This is obviously not something that ordinary humans can do.

Even if ordinary people have such a talent, they probably don't have the perseverance to reduce their body fat rate to single digits. It is obvious that the bodyguard in front of him has no self-control.

He almost ate while walking, eating high-calorie fried chicken food, and spilled it all the way, but the passengers around him didn't dare to make a fuss.

Because these night shift passengers have seen pictures of the victims, passengers who do not pay protection fees will be crushed to death by the muscular man in front of them, and he can even crush the skull of an adult male with one hand.

No one dares to provoke a monster with such power. It is better to pay the money to save your life than to have more trouble. Night shift passengers dare not provoke the Joker Gang.

The fat and thin couple have a smiling clown printed on their chests. They are formal members of the Joker Gang. Only this gang is qualified to collect protection fees for this subway. The underground forces that have grown in Central City have become the only ones in the Joker Gang.

The two Joker Gang members collected protection fees all the way and finally received them from Kizaru and the other two. Barry looked gentle in appearance, but he took money out of his pocket very quickly and paid the protection fees for the three people.

After counting the money, the thin man nodded and was very satisfied. Although he looked down on this kind of bookworm with glasses from the bottom of his heart, this kind of people can make a lot of money in the world above. Many of the goods produced by the Joker Gang are sold to this group of guys with glasses.

The thin man felt that Barry's uncle and nephew were very unfamiliar, and Kizaru's wretched face was not very attractive. He took out a red pill from his butt pocket and put it in Barry's palm. "This is a good thing. You will definitely enjoy the feeling after eating it. If you still want the goods, come here to find me every night. I have time in the past month."

The members of the Joker Gang felt that they had developed a potential customer. He looked down on the self-control of the guys wearing glasses the most. As long as they took the red pill, they would continuously send money to the Joker Gang, and finally fell into selling their wives and daughters, selling all the valuable things on their bodies, and they would never leave the little red pill.

Barry is a science student with a diploma. Of course, he knows what chemical components are in this red pill. After eating it, you can enter chemical bliss for a short time, and you will become addicted for life almost once.

Therefore, the red pill is also called the Red Skull. After eating it once, you will have it in this life, and you will never get rid of the Joker Gang and become a chemical slave controlled by this gang.

"I'll come find you next time"

Seeing the glasses man in front of him was very sensible, the thin man was in a very good mood today. He took his muscular bodyguard to collect protection fees from the next passenger.

There are always accidents on the way to collect protection fees. The clown couple who like to evade tickets and give the middle finger actually showed off their hair and clown makeup in front of the gangsters, wanting to get close to the clown gang without paying.

Facing this kind of brain-abnormal young couple, the thin man usually gives them one last chance, "Pay the money, I don't have the patience to wait for you."

"My girlfriend and I admire the clown gang..." The young man didn't understand what he said before he finished. The muscular man understood the thin man's hint, swallowed the last piece of chicken, raised his sandbag-sized fist, and hit the other person in the face.Punch.

The terrifying force directly knocked the opponent out, his face was sunken and his skull was broken. His body was finally blocked by the railing inside the car, so he was not thrown out of the window.

Faced with this sudden situation, the terrified female companion chose to scream at the first time, and the next moment she was slapped on her pretty face, "Who told you to scream, it's so noisy!"

The thin man slapped the woman again and made her faint, leaving a clear slap mark on her face. He touched the woman's clothes and found that she was a young and energetic woman. "Carry her away and vent the anger of the brothers. Two idiots who came to the door."

Looking at the members of the Joker Gang walking away, Borsalino frowned and didn't relax. He didn't expect that the other party would be so unscrupulous, hurting people in public on the subway, and directly snatching a young woman back as a slave. Is this really a modern society?

Such a barbaric atmosphere made Admiral Kizaru feel like he had returned to the past in an instant, back to the era when fists were the only way to speak. "The construction above is so good, is there no one to take care of the things below?"

Borsalino was very confused. The central city above his head was full of order and law, but after going underground, he had to follow the most primitive survival rules. There were two sets of orders above and below the ground. The sky was heaven and the ground was hell.

"Take care! Who will take care of it? The people in power don't have the ability, let alone the mood."

Gwen's cold words made Kizaru feel a little unhappy. The Holy Roman Empire was an empire established by the admirals of the navy. How could it allow the existence of this dirty world underground?

Even if the Joker Gang is stronger, can it be stronger than the admirals of the navy? It should be quite easy for the empire to send heavy troops to clear this place. Is there something unspeakable in it?

With all kinds of questions in his mind, Kizaru was pushed out of the car by Barry. The three of them were already very close to the destination of this trip.