Overturned Tower

There is no doubt that this is a great victory for the barber.

Even voting and voting are no longer needed.

Because when the barber's words reach this level, it is impossible for anyone to support Quan Miao. No one would jump out and stand with him at this time.

It is the same whether it is other mages who belong to the eternal cycle of reincarnation, or those mages who were persuaded by Tovatus before and belong to the Veil of Ignorance.

Except for Quan Sheng, who was teased by the barber, everyone else could only give one answer - that is, obey the barber's opinion.

The only loser was Full Ripe, whose face was as black as charcoal.

It's not just well-done, it's already medium-rare.

The barber knew in his heart that Quan Sheng undoubtedly hated him... his hostility and murderous intention could be said to be completely concealed.

But that doesn't matter at all.

Because he is not afraid at all.

——A mere fraudster and murderer dare to look at me like this?

I'll change my vest later and put on the bad guy. I'll catch you and bring you to justice!

The barber thought fiercely.

At this time, the way other people looked at the barber changed from more or less contempt to equality - even respect.

When they looked at the strangulation, their eyes even showed some jealousy.

Where did you steal such a good deputy?

Why wasn't this dug out by our organization?

——Before this, even the most trusting barber didn’t think that the barber could say anything meaningful. He was even ready to lend a helping hand.

Because what Tovatus said fit the needs of everyone present.

Fighting against the angels is the crisis they face;

Attacking the church is the hatred they inherited as mages;

Making people uptown feel uncomfortable is what criminal organizations like them have always loved to do;

Causing trouble for the company is what they expect as uncoders.

Tovatus's words were like intoxicating wine, filled with poison that manipulated people's hearts.

Unknowingly...even before he realized it, he had been deprived of his rationality and transformed into the shape Tovatus desired.

But at this moment, the barber's words were like thunder.

Even when they were resisting to listen and understand, bit by bit it grabbed hold of their hearts and forcefully pulled them out of the intoxication - making them completely sober.

Looking back now, all the leaders present could very clearly recall their thoughts being pulled back and forth by the two men, constantly twisted and rewritten.

Although there are no projectiles or blades, there is no doubt that... an extremely fierce battle has taken place between the "Discordant" and the "Barber".

It can even be called a war...a war on the ideological level.

The thoughts of the rest of them are the battlefield of those two people, the chessboard controlled by them.

However, the young, inexperienced, and weak barber actually defeated an immortal species head-on and shattered his conspiracy.

The way the leaders looked at the barber had completely changed.

This man, who always squints his eyes and looks gentle and gentle, is undoubtedly a wise and decisive warrior.

Even though he has only been a mage for a short time, he will eventually become one of the most powerful helpers among them!

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Tovatus couldn't help but applaud.

"Wonderful...wonderful!"

The young boy seemed to be indulging in fine wine, savoring the intoxicating taste. He closed his eyes and slowly shook his head, admiring from the bottom of his heart: "Such a wonderful speech, such outstanding wisdom, such clear thinking... If You were born uptown and could be on the board of directors before you were thirty.

"what a shame."

"What's a pity?"

Malt Liquor frowned, and asked without fear: "Is it a pity that your carefully crafted conspiracy was discovered by the barber guy?"

"This has nothing to do with me."

Tovatus shrugged: "I'm just the relayer and executor. I'm an outsider. The one who decides all this must and can only be the board of directors of your local head office.

"You may not know that I am the chairman of Taoyuan Commercial Bank's branch in Xingfu Island. Of course, to a certain extent, I can exempt myself from the resolutions of the head office's board of directors... But unless the board of directors of the parent company puts forward clear opinions, we usually They tacitly obey the board resolutions of local giants.”

"In other words, it was the board of directors of Tianen Group who proposed this plan, right?"

Regardless of what was there or not, Strangler directly filtered out the key words from Tovatus' words and determined the real enemy.

"Of course, of course."

Tovatus nodded repeatedly, and his childish smile looked extremely innocent: "How could I do such a vicious thing?"

But before he finished speaking, Tovatus made a more dangerous statement: "Not to mention... this plan is too boring.

"I'm not afraid to tell you... In addition to this plan to establish the 'necessity of the destruction of downtown', the board of directors has also spun several other conspiracies.

"——In the final analysis, your downtown area is no longer of use value. Then it’s time to consider how to squeeze out the last drop of blood."

He leaned forward suddenly and stared at the barber with burning eyes: "What a shame... It would be better if you were born in Uptown."

“Why did I have to be born uptown?”

"In that case, I can openly stand up against you."

Tovatus replied without hesitation: "I have almost thought of a game that I can play with you."

The barber's heart moved slightly.

……game?

Is it the "games" he plays against the inferior?

The barber vaguely felt that he seemed to have touched the reason why Tovatus tortured the inferior.

But there was no trace on his face, showing a sarcastic smile:

"--ha?

"I don't want to play any games with a bad kid like you. It doesn't matter if I'm uptown or downtown."

"No, no, that's not what I meant..."

Tovatus paused slightly.

But considering that he was really in a good mood now, he decided to go into more detail: "It's the difficulty. The difficulty of the game.

"Don't you think...if I use the power of the company to surround you wholeheartedly, you won't be able to survive for long?"

The young son with black hair and red eyes said with a smile: "Playing games means you have to do your best, otherwise it is meaningless. So it can only be that you are in the upper city and I am in the lower city - this is only fair."

The barber's heart moved.

He remembered the surprised expression on Tovatus's face when he told him that the fate he was bearing was "discord" in the Beehive Nightclub.

The inferior must know their fate.

So what is he surprised about?

...Did he vaguely confirm that the leader of the Veil of Ignorance was Tovatus at that time, so he remained silent beside him?

We have to squeeze out some new information, the barber thought.

So he asked: "Is your game just to fight against others?"

"Of course, I am a 'discordant'!"

The result was a fraud.

Tovatus is unconcerned about "concealing the truth": "I was born to be at odds with others.

"Since you are looking for a playmate, you should naturally find someone as interesting as possible. If you can't be serious for the rest of your life, wouldn't this long life be too boring?

"So of course I have to come down. That high position makes it impossible for me to exert my strength."

The discordant shook his head and looked at the barber with great pity: "It would be great if you were a spy sent by Uptown.

"In that case, I will be in an absolutely disadvantageous position. In that case... I will be able to do my best to destroy you."