Casting spells

Chapter 537 An Arm

"Welcome? Really? Why do I feel that some of you here are quite hostile to my arrival?"

Zhang Cheng sneered and glanced at several members of the New York Sub-Council, unscrupulously releasing the surging magical energy in his body, as if an attack would be launched in the next second.

In such a tense atmosphere, not to mention the lords who came to handle affairs, even the other three councilors couldn't help showing strong vigilance.

They didn't expect that the first time they met in a formal capacity, the other party showed unparalleled aggression, and the power they mastered far exceeded their expectations.

boring!

Depressed!

After a full 10 minutes, Venus, who ruled Queens, finally couldn't help but comforted him: "Dear Zhang, I can understand your anger. But please don't forget, this is the parliament, we should negotiate first. Solve problems instead of fighting to the death like gladiators in the arena."

"That's right! It's a civilized society now, and negotiation is the only way to solve problems. If you have any dissatisfaction, you might as well speak up, and we can help you." Quentin, the ruler of Manhattan, also chimed in.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, our values ​​may be a bit different. In my eyes, violence will always solve all problems. If you can't solve it, it can only show that you are not violent enough. Now answer me, who is involved in Brooklyn? The current chaotic situation in the district? Who stretched out their hand over the boundary?" Zhang Cheng showed no intention of easing up, narrowing his eyes and issued an ultimatum.

He originally came here today to stand up, and only by fully demonstrating his own strength can he prevent future troubles

Just like most normal people, they may occasionally tease the nice people around them, but they will never provoke a grumpy lunatic.

"Are you questioning us?" Brenda, who had always been somewhat arrogant, obviously couldn't bear such an attitude, and a chill appeared on her pale face.

But Zhang Cheng nodded nonchalantly: "That's right! If I don't get a satisfactory answer today, I will cut off an arm of all of you!"

"Insanity!"

Brenda stood up abruptly, setting off a cloud of red blood mist, and rushed forward at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

But the moment he reached out and tried to grab his neck, he suddenly found that Zhang Cheng had disappeared out of thin air!

next second...

puff!

Dazzling red blood splattered in all directions!

His right arm drew a graceful parabola directly in the sky, and fell to the table with a thud.

Shock!

Puzzled!

fear!

No one in the entire meeting room knew what happened just now!

"The first arm! You can roll now! Remember, if there is another time, I will directly dig out your heart and soak it in holy water." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng took out a tissue, Gently wiped the black great sword full of gaps in his hand.

You don't need to ask to know that he just used the nine-ring spell that the wizards of Faerun mainland love most-time stop.

"I swear! You will regret what you did today!"

Brenda's pupils were blood red, and she didn't even dare to pick up her arm, and quickly turned into a cloud of mist, passed through the wall, and disappeared without a trace.

Because in just a few seconds of fighting, he realized that he was no match for the young man in front of him.

At least until the mystery of why the arm was cut off without warning, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Zhang Cheng just smiled disdainfully at the harsh words of a bereaved dog, and then put the weapon that originally belonged to the God of War Tempus on the table, and asked the remaining two members softly: "Why?" So, what are you thinking about? Give me a satisfactory answer, or leave an arm?"

"What kind of answer can satisfy you?" Quentin asked back, holding back his anger.

As the oldest member of the entire New York sub-parliament, he has never been threatened by anyone like this.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power and violence, he has no other choice but to surrender.

"It's very simple! Hand over the lord you've fished for, and promise that you won't cause me any trouble in the future. I hate dealing with endless troubles, so I prefer to solve the troubles from the root. Zhang Cheng explained with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Three days later, I will hand over the person involved to you."

Quentin was obviously about to go crazy, and he gritted his teeth and gave an affirmative answer.

It was foreseeable that after this incident, his status in New York's underground world would plummet.

After all, no lord would be willing to pledge allegiance to a trash who couldn't even keep his own subordinates.

In contrast, Venus's reaction was much calmer: "No problem! If anyone has anything to do with this matter when I go down, you will see his people within 24 hours."

"Very good! So today's meeting ends here, I still have a lot of mess to clean up. Oh, I almost forgot to remind you, don't try to fool me, or the consequences will be very serious."

After saying this threatening sentence, Zhang Cheng immediately put away his sword in both hands, led his men to leave the office building in a mighty manner, returned to Brooklyn, and began to clean up those guys who dared to take advantage of the chaos and violate the rules.

The method of punishment is also very simple, regardless of the crime or motive, all are executed in one strand.

Under this crazy and brutal suppression, the situation completely stabilized in less than a week.

To be exact, the law and order environment was ten times better than before. Even the gangsters and gangsters dared not come out to rob at night, for fear that they would die on the street if they were not careful.

Of course, as a price, 2000 people were disguised by "cleaners" as various accidental deaths, and hundreds more disappeared.

If the Congress hadn't mobilized many government agencies including the police, the FBI, city halls, and hospitals, it is estimated that the media in the entire United States of America would collectively explode.

Through this iron-fisted crackdown, the underground world in the entire North American region has clearly realized how terrifying this newly elected New York congressman is, and he doesn't take human life seriously.

Some guys who are full and have nothing to do even nickname him the Bloody Witch King.

With the entire Brooklyn district under control, Zhang Cheng, who had been busy all the time, finally relaxed a little. He began to recruit lords to enrich his power, and prepared to participate in the upcoming auction by the way.

This state lasted until the eve of Christmas, when an interesting news disrupted his peaceful life.

"My lord, in the restaurant that used to belong to Catherine, the Witch of Desire, there is a young girl who claims to be your woman." Polman reported in a strange voice.

As one of the first people to follow Zhang Cheng, he has completely bid farewell to his humble identity in the past, and he exudes a mature and stable atmosphere.

"My woman?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

You must know that in his memory, he has never had sex with any woman in this world...

Chapter 538 It's All Old Acquaintances

Catherine's Kiss Restaurant is Zhang Cheng's first foothold after crossing, and it is also the place where he first came into contact with supernatural power.

Although the underground world of Brooklyn has been turned upside down recently, this restaurant has not changed much. It still maintains the same old style. There are not many customers, and most of them are white-collar workers working nearby.

The only difference is that its original owner, the desire witch Catherine, has died in the Fragmented World. According to normal circumstances, it should be returned to the parliament and handed over to the next lord who rules this area.