Trafford's Trading Club

Earlier, in a Spanish restaurant, he had briefly mentioned the jungle expedition to a domestic friend he had known only for an hour or two, sharing about encountering terrifying giant boas, but never mentioning to anyone that he obtained such an ancient round badge during the venture—or perhaps calling it a badge was more accurate.

The Badge of the Sun God…

Since he didn’t know its origins, Song Haoran had already named it accordingly.

With his palm clutching the Badge of the Sun God carried close to his body, Song Haoran tightly closed his eyes.

And at this moment, his mind seemed to detach from his body, a light feeling making his soul also feel joyous, but the body seemed like a heavy shackle, letting him simultaneously feel a sense of binding discomfort.

The detached mind at this moment was spreading like ripples, gradually extending to the theater’s edge.

And within his mind, this grand theater began to reconstruct.

Thus, he ‘saw’ everything within the theater…

Naturally, including those hiding in the shadows and the terrifying items buried capable of destroying this place.

Moments later, Song Haoran opened his eyes again, his forehead already covered in fine sweat beads, while feeling the fatigue coming from his body.

The Badge of the Sun God granted him this full-range perception superpower, but every use consumed his strength and spirit greatly; Song Haoran dared not to overuse it.

“There are seven bomb locations.” Song Haoran recalled the locations of what he had ‘seen’.

“Twenty-three criminals; the leader is Roger…”

Regarding Roger, ordinary citizens may have already forgotten, or never knew.

However, for Song Haoran, who mixed within the dark side of this land, it was naturally clear.

The Iris archives detailed dangerous figures from various South America countries—Roger was indeed one of them.

The son of the Former Imperial Capital Command Chief…

And the ‘Imperial Command’ was undoubtedly the most powerful faction in this country’s underworld.

“A Senate Speaker, guests from various countries, and many upper-class members of society were used as bargaining chips to negotiate with the government; it seems sufficient.”

Song Haoran took off his suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves, and then loosened his neck, revealing a captivating smile.

He enjoyed adventures…

This was just a very nice adventure.

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…

“Bucky, Doflamingo, Moria, and Crocodile!” The Senate Speaker, an elder, now looked with a heavy expression at this madman before him.

He had finally recalled who Roger was…

The son of a gang leader who had once named his gang so audaciously as ‘Command’!

“The people you want have already been extracted from the places where they were imprisoned.” The Senate Speaker swiftly said, “But you know, bringing them from different places takes time, less than thirty minutes remain, they can’t be delivered here in time!”

“If anyone is late by a minute, I kill one.” Roger said carelessly, “There are quite a few people down there, aren’t there?

Even if they are late by two or three hours, it’s more than enough.”

Madman!

Scum!

The Senate Speaker’s eyes were increasingly filled with anger, yet he couldn’t resist…

He even looked helplessly at the small item thrown on the table by Roger.

To be precise, it was a remote control, with just one red button…

However, this simple thing controlled the lives of all the hostages on site.

Explosives strong enough to destroy the entire theater…

Just thinking about such a dreadful thing buried under his feet, the Senate Speaker couldn’t remain calm.

As for the ‘Greedy Fat Pig’, he was even more unbearable, sweating profusely, trembling all over.

However, listening to Roger’s threatening words, the Senate Speaker had no choice but to quickly dial the phone number again.

Not long after, the elder hurriedly said, “Moria can arrive the quickest, after all, the prison where he is held is the closest to here!

Roger, please don’t completely anger the government, you should know that by extracting people immediately, we show our sincerity.”

“Hmm…

very good.” Roger nodded, “I haven’t seen Moria in a long time.”

Roger smiled, and the Senate Speaker slightly relaxed…

At least this guy wouldn’t do anything too extreme now, right?

Bang——!

“But I’m still very bored.”

The shot hit a member of the orchestral stage in the cheek, passing through from the left cheek to the right.

After this shot, whatever happened below, the Senate Speaker couldn’t even imagine; he just stared in horror at the man’s face with a devil-like smile.