Black Hand Over the Sky

Chapter 5: Big Daddy Returns

With nothing to watch on the television, Antony switches the signal bar to the internal signal of Caesar's Palace, and begins to observe the operation of his gold den through surveillance cameras almost all over the building.

Well, there didn't seem to be any trouble at the casino. When the casino below was just opened, all the ghosts and monsters came at it like sharks smelling the smell of fish. The masters of the rival casino, wandering away... Fortunately, Anthony had a great man under him, Dick. Siven, a senior member of the Original Rage Gang who has been with the Antony family since his grandfather's generation, is the elder of the bunch and one of only three mutants Antony has under his command.

Dick is a Level 2 mutant according to Antony, according to Marvel's understanding, or the bottom of the level 2 mutant class, but the ability is rare dual-power mutant.

Although Dick's ability is not high, but it has to be admitted that his ability to use in the casino is unique, Dick has two abilities, one is eagle vision, is a third perspective of the ability to observe things, this ability allows Dick to see around a certain range, anything he wants to see, such as the opponent's playing cards, covered dice and so on.

The other is mass exchange, which is to exchange things of equal quality within a small range. This ability allows Dick to swap his opponent's cards without anyone noticing.

Of course, in the final analysis, it is a second-level mutant, and its limitations are also great, such as the limited scope of eagle vision, some people and things with high magnetic fields can not be observed, special materials, radiation interference, etc., will interfere with Dick's ability, but it is still more than enough to stand alone in Anthony's casino.

Well, the underground trading market is OK, the flow of people is quite good, Anthony changed a channel, here is Anthony recently arranged, an equivalent to the existence of the original world black market, the beginning is that Anthony wants to set up a specific channel to sell some of the things he got in the world of "National Treasure". After all, the tap to be paid by other people's channels is not a small number, it is not as good as to build a trading channel.

I did not expect a casual decision here unexpectedly prosperous, because Anthony set up an underground trading market security in place, some black or gray, not easy to sell some things, around the relevant personnel will be traded here, Anthony's gang is responsible for maintaining order and security, of course, the personnel involved in the transaction will pay a certain percentage of the f*e.

After a few random switches, Anthony turned off the TV to his satisfaction.

Anthony put the remote control aside, lying on the bed, counting the days, it is once a month lottery time, although by this messy lottery system pit several times, but this lottery system is now the foundation of his achievements in the world, so even in the pit, Anthony in the monthly lottery time still open the system board on time, Try the luck this time.

Start the draw, the big wheel of the draw starts to spin, the wheel has 108 cells, which is nothing, the point is, while the wheel is spinning, the contents of the cells change, one second it may be super good, the next second it may be a bag of kleentowel or something rubbish.

Anthony is also very helpless, but also asked the system, such a drawing, there is no turntable what difference? The answer of the system is also very sharp, lottery system, there must always be a lottery appearance, a turntable, there is a sense of sight.

Bad taste! Anthony's assessment.

Looking at the spinning wheel, Anthony took a deep breath, and whether it was useful or not, all the gods he could worship quickly worshipped: "Stop!"

Antony opens one eye and peeks. The lower world invites rolls (random)! Another never-before-seen item, more reliable than kleenex or a lighter. Look at the introduction of the system: Low world invitation volume (random), tear this invitation volume, enter a low world at any time, enter the world type random, resident time ratio random, carrying the life limit of 3 people, in non-combat situations can return to the original time and space at any time.

Good stuff! Equivalent to a plane copy, free to come and go, but we don't know what world it will be, but if it is a lower world, presumably there will be no supernatural forces to destroy the sky.

These few days to prepare, such as dad out of prison, gang inside the things settle, enter the world of this low copy, see if you can get useful things.

Turn off the lights and get some rest.

After attending a few obscure so-called high society parties, dealing with gangs and business, Anthony finally got some good news.

"Yeah, it's finally done, well, I'll be right there, tell the people down there to be ready, I wasn't able to when my father went in, and now my father comes out with a beautiful scene, and the security work should be done well, don't let nothing happen in the prison, and it will fall short, understand?" Anthony ordered into the telephone.

"Well," Anthony continued after a pause, "Find some cars that don't want to do anything, and have them all carry heavy weapons behind them, just in case. Oh, and some high-tech weapons from the black market. That's it."

After that, Anthony washed himself, then put on his formal suit, trench coat and top hat, took his cane, and drove off in the direction of the prison surrounded by a group of his men.

The prison gate opened and Anthony's father and lawyer Carl came out surrounded by three or four other gang members. Anthony led the way and gave his father a big hug.

"What's all this formality for? And with so many people." Anthony's dad, James. St watched everything that was going on behind Anthony.

"I just want all of New York to know that the former boss of the Angry Gang is back in town!" Anthony responded with a swagger.

"It's still a little eye-catching. It's better to be careful, not like me." James spoke as he had done before.

"Don't worry, it's all arranged." Anthony assured with a smile.

"Well, how's your mother now, by the way?" 'asked James, on the subject which concerned him most.

"Well," Anthony sighed and said bitterly, "the doctor said it might have to wait."

"Those bastards!" 'snarled James, with a frown on his face.

'Just get in the car, Dad. We'll finish the rest.' Anthony let himself go.

"All right," James nodded, got into Anthony's extended Lincoln under the protection of the crowd, and then sped off amid the mixed eyes of the prison crowd.