Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Seeing the owner of the Magic Pig Bar coming out, Lin Yu remained calm.

Indeed, the "butcher" is a well-known figure in Gray Third Street. He seems to have a long gang experience and a reputation accumulated through fighting in his early years.

But Lin Yu still doesn't need to take the other party too seriously.

Lin Yu looked at the other person, then adjusted his hat while sitting on the chair: "Oh, butcher, huh? I've heard of you."

"But why do you think you have face in front of me?"

At this time, a lot of people had gathered at the door of the Magic Pig Bar. When Lin Yu said this, the butcher suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

But he still maintains the dignity and composure of a senior "Gray Third Street boss".

"Hahahahahaha, Detective, you really know how to joke."

He pulled up a chair and sat at the entrance, looking at Lin Yu from across the bar.

"I know you have close ties with many nobles and have many connections in the inner city. I also know you are good at investigating and solving crimes, and you have recently demonstrated extraordinary combat prowess..."

"But, Detective, this is Gray Third Street after all. Gray Third Street has its own rules. Even if nobles come, they have to show some respect and courtesy to us local tycoons..."

The butcher said, then changed the subject: "Whether you killed the three middlemen or not is still debatable, but do you really want to turn against us on our turf?"

There was a hint of menace in his voice.

Lin Yu looked at the other person's serious expression and laughed.

"You're tying myself to the entire Gray Third Street and making me stand against the entire Gray Third Street?"

"That's a pretty good rhetoric," Lin Yu glanced at the increasing number of Gray Third Street members gathering outside, then sarcastically said, "But is it possible that even if all of you Gray Third Street members were tied together, I wouldn't really care?"

Lin Yu's words made the "butcher"'s face change slightly.

Because the person in front of him not only saw through his thoughts, but also chose to continue mocking him after knowing what he wanted to do.

In other words...what you consider to be "reliance" and "power" may not be something worthy of praise in the eyes of the other party.

Sure enough, Lin Yu’s next words directly expanded to attacking everyone present.

"How funny, your territory... How come, after living here for a few days, you feel like the land beneath your feet has your surname?"

"You have the title deed? You don't plan to pay taxes to the nobles? Are you planning to build a new city here, a city within a city?"

"I really think the noble lords are being so polite to you when they come to your shabby street because they are afraid of your power. That's purely because they are well-mannered and educated. They must be patient with their own dogs. Why are you kicking your own dog for fun?"

"Next time, find a noble and show your teeth to them, and see if you can get kicked in the back... Wake up, everyone. The nobles in the inner city who really have power can buy your lives with their everyday clothes - and they can buy your lives three times."

As Lin Yu spoke, he leaned back slightly and placed his hands on his knees.

He looked around, saw the angry expressions on the faces of the people around him, and laughed.

I have to say that Fu Luo's way of speaking is quite enjoyable - he is unscrupulously mean and exposes people's shortcomings in a humorous and sarcastic way, which really gives me a different kind of stress relief.

The butcher's lips trembled with anger and he stood up with his fists clenched.

"Folporlo, you bastard! I wanted to have a proper talk with you and find out what the grudge is between you and those three, and where the Black Snake went..."

"Now it seems...it's simply because you are bloodthirsty, evil and cruel!"

As the butcher spoke, many mercenaries and gang members gathered outside the door became indignant.

"Kill him immediately and avenge the poison needle!"

"Damn it, this guy is too arrogant. Let him see how powerful we are in Gray Third Street!"

"Fuck him! Fuck him!"

"Killing him is too easy. We need to capture him and torture him for two days!"

The gang members shouted.

Lin Yu looked at them and sneered again.

"Oh, bloodthirsty, evil and cruel... I thought this was considered a good quality in your Gray Third Street."

"And... normally you all seem to take pride in being anti-parliament and anti-aristocratic, believing you're the clear stream of the City That Never Sleeps, unruly and uncontrolled by the nobility. You think everything the officials say is bullshit, and everything in the newspapers is a conspiracy, a ploy to fool the masses... Now that the City That Never Sleeps Public Security Bureau says I killed three middlemen, you actually believe it and rush here to seek revenge?"

"However, it doesn't matter whether I killed him or not - if any of you want to fight me to the death in the name of 'revenge', I don't mind!"

As he spoke, Lin Yu pulled out two long swords that shone coldly and smelled of blood, and chopped them on the bar next to him.

"Come on, where should we start?"

Lin Yu said this proudly, and for a moment, no one in the crowd dared to step forward.

Even the butcher's momentum weakened a bit.

From the beginning, Lin Yu's words hit these people's pain points - that's why they were defensive and impatient at first.

But when they got to this point, they were already intimidated by Lin Yu's aura and began to hesitate whether to take action.

However, the huge Gray Third Street is home to all the lunatics and desperadoes in the city that never sleeps, so naturally there are indeed some guys who are not shaken by Lin Yu.

soon……

Several extremely dangerous-looking guys walked out of the crowd. These guys were dressed similarly to the people next to him, in the style commonly seen among mercenaries and gang members.

Leather jackets, boots, tactical jackets, stain-resistant colors, metal jewelry, tattoos...

But their temperament is completely different from the guys around them.

His professional, cold, and silent temperament can be seen at a glance. If the people around him are minions, then these should all be... the existence that can be called BOSS.

Lin Yu watched them appear and let out a long breath.

"Huh...predictably tough."

If you want to play Fu Luo well, you always have to make some necessary efforts - for example, the part of Fu Luo that is easy to offend people usually has to be reproduced perfectly.

Of course, compared to Fu Luo's surrender, Lin Yu has a better solution.

After all, the princes, nobles, and powerful people in the inner city are trying to muddy the waters...

In Lin Yu's plan, these mercenary gangs in the outer city cannot be allowed to live in peace and tranquility and watch the fire from the other side of the river.

In the next few days, no one in the city that never sleeps can remain unscathed!

"Everyone, do you intend to fight to the death, or just call it a day?"

"Are we going together, or one by one?"

He jumped off the bar chair and made a beautiful knife flower with the long knife in his hand.

And what answered him was a flying chair!

"court death!"

"Clap!"

Accompanied by loud shouts and the sound of wooden chairs being split, the scene suddenly fell into chaos!