Lin Feng was once an ant stepped on by gangsters. His mother's life-saving money was robbed, and when he was about to die, he accidentally activated his infinite clone system.
From that day on, thousands of troops were hidden in his shadow——
There was a fight on the street, and the other party brought twenty people? He pulled out fifty clones every minute and surrounded him;
Seize the territory and establish the lair, the avatar explores the path and blocks the knife for him, while the main body sits firmly on the Diaoyutai;
The police who colluded with black and white and the ruthless gang boss had all their cards stripped away in front of his ubiquitous clone.
When others tried to fight for his younger brother, he tried to fight for his clones; when others played tricks, he relied on his clones to eavesdrop on the whole city.
From night market stalls to underground banks, from neighborhood melees to taking charge of the city's gangs, Lin Feng only used one sentence:
My clone is the rules of this city.
This is a cool story about relying on infinite clones to fight your way from the bottom to become an underground emperor.
Reader comments
If you don't belong to the underworld, I won't listen.
No, they all look the same. It's hard to hide them.
It's worth reading [please update] [add one to the bookshelf] [grass has been planted]
If you don't belong to the underworld, I won't listen.
No, they all look the same. It's hard to hide them.
It's worth reading [please update] [add one to the bookshelf] [grass has been planted]