old dream

Chapter 23 Unnecessary Things
To be precise, the fungus coeruleus does not stimulate the potential of the body. If it is simply like that, it may cause poisoning immediately, followed by extensive organ failure.

Capello's lampkeepers discovered that their target was a power in the blood that belonged to the past.

If the secretion concentration is too high, some people will have scales on their bodies when they have an attack, which unexpectedly confirms the rumor that the ancestors of the Cynthili were mixed with the blood of the scale people.

Giovanni had become accustomed to coexisting with these little things, producing antibodies in his body, keeping their concentrations within safe limits, and temporarily making them obediently a part of himself.

Now he drips the sparks that ignite them into his eyes.

"Once the box is opened, there are not many people who can control this thing."

Power emerged from the depths of the body, and Giovanni moved his limbs and said:
"It's a good day to meet someone like you."

Even if the kid can stay sane, he thought.

If you don't know how to make them stop, it's just death in the end.

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Standing on the elevated walkway, Colin slowly picked up Ricardo's bolt-action rifle.

When Ricardo was punched, the gun fell from his hand to the ground.And because Giovanni's right hand was injured, it was too late to deal with it.

The rifle had a five-round ammo capacity, and Ricardo had fired two shots, leaving three rounds.

Colin held the gun in one hand in a very casual posture, his eyes seemed to have no temperature.When Giovanni felt a little strange, Colin opened fire on the ground without concealment.

"boom--"

Giovanni tilted his head slightly, the bullet grazed his cheek, leaving only a faint line of blood.Giovanni's vision and reaction have improved a lot. As long as the distance is not too close, it is almost impossible to be hit again.

But it's not a good idea to stand at a low place like this as a target, it's already too late to use Ricardo on the ground as a cover, so he is going to maneuver a bit.

At this point the second bullet arrived.

The recoil of the rifle seemed to be non-existent. Colin pulled the bolt expressionlessly, and then fired a second shot.

With a muffled sound, Giovanni felt the heat on his shoulders, and a blood flower exploded.

The distance was too close, and the bullet pierced through Giovanni's limbs. If he hadn't been in a state of activating his blood, he might have been crippled.

And now, Giovanni's muscles contracted and wriggled as if they had their own will, blocking the front and back wounds.

Why was it hit?
It's not that the speed of the bullet has increased, but that his actions have been seen through.

He thought of Colin's absent-minded gaze, which seemed to be the other extreme from the madness half an hour earlier.

That kind of look is more than just regaining his senses.

The coeruleus fungus stimulates the power of the past in the "blood".

blood?Is he not a Sincilian?

What exactly did I evoke?
The sound of the bolt being pulled sounded, and the third shot was about to come.

Giovanni suddenly felt that he had come to an unfamiliar territory. If it was just a little unexpected before, now he has no concept at all.

unknown.

The next shot might hit something even worse.This thought flashed through his mind, and he accelerated his movement towards a safe place.

Below the elevated walkway, there will be a blind spot for Colin's shooting.

To actually let a person whose reaction speed is close to his own and who is condescending get the gun, it was too much before.

Why didn't you take care of this yourself?Because the right hand was injured by the coward who fired the cold gun?Or because you think that little monster should have died a few minutes ago?

"Bang——" The third shot resounded in the factory building.

Giovanni, who has entered the dead end of shooting, has a subconscious thought in his heart:
"Impossible to hit."

Then, he thought of the second point.

"It wasn't me who hit me."

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Forced Giovanni under the elevated walkway, Colin raised the muzzle of his gun, pointed at the cable hanging from the iron walkway, and fired with almost no aiming.

The cable was severed by rifle bullets.Colin turned around and raised the butt of his gun, smashing the already rusted bracket between the aisle and the wall.The force is so strong that it even makes the barrel out of shape and scrapped.There was a slight bend in the bracket, and then it deformed and broke under the pressure of other parts.

The abrupt withdrawal of two key pivots made the whole aisle make a sour squeak.Then it collapsed at a seemingly slow, but in fact extremely fast speed, breaking down into large pieces of steel in the air.

Because the roof part of the factory collapsed a few years ago, the metal walkway near the hole has been exposed to wind and rain all year round and has long since decayed.

That also means it's in the shadows next to the beam of light from the ceiling breach.Under the strong light and dark contrast, it is impossible to see the details at all, which is the so-called black under the lamp.

So for Giovanni, who just walked into the factory, there is no way to know the specific conditions of the fulcrums on this aisle.

And Colin checked them one by one beforehand.After entering a certain state of emptiness, all conditions are clearly displayed before his eyes.

Of the sixteen fulcrums of the aisle, nine can no longer bear the force, and the weight distribution is uneven.As for the two places that play most of the supporting role, one is not far from him, and the other can be hit with a gun.

The plan was finalized the instant he stooped to pick up the gun.

The collapsed walkway hit the ground of the factory building, and the loud noise made people confused. It was a rumbling sound similar to a landslide.Cloud-like smoke rose up, temporarily obscuring the beam of light at the crack in the ceiling, and the factory fell into complete darkness for a short time.

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Colin let Ricardo's arms straddle his neck, draped his body to the place where the leather bag was stored beforehand, and sat down slowly.

After recovering from the loud roar of the collapsed aisle, he found that he had completely collapsed, his consciousness gradually became weak, and he felt that he was about to sink into the darkness.

He checked Ricardo's condition, he was still alive, but he didn't know if his spine was injured.Prepare to take a sip of water from the leather bag.

At this time, among the pile of wreckage not far away, there was the sound of metal components being moved again.

There's no end to it, Colin thought.

In the dust mist, a figure exuding a lot of heat stood up from it, shook the bones of his whole body, and made a series of crisp sounds of joints.

"You're not very lucky." Giovanni's voice came from afar.

He moved a metal plate aside and slowly stood up straight.

"I thought I was dead."

Giovanni walked steadily towards Colin:
"It's kind of boring to make it like this."

He looked down at Colin, holding in his hand a metal rod wrung from the wreckage of the walkway.

The metal rod was raised high, and Colin sat on the ground, staring at the rod that was about to fall.

"You never hit the head." He asked suddenly:

"Does the Lantern Keeper have a way of getting information from dead people's brains?" Colin said:

"So he asked you to take the corpse back."

Colin guessed right, so Giovanni shook his head with the expression of laughing at someone talking nonsense.

"That trash is useless to us."

"Here's the dynamite," said Colin suddenly.

In his hand, he held a small box of things wrapped in black cloth.

"The two of us die together, and the lampkeeper behind you has no clue. Julio is dead."

"Two people?" Giovanni tilted his head in confusion: "There are four of you."

Colin was startled.

Myself, Ricardo, Mr. One.Who is the other one?
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps in a shadow not far away, and a man walked out with his hands raised, and his face was not covered.

Colin saw his face clearly, it was Luca.

"I just came in." Luca said lightly, "I couldn't sleep last night, so I thought I'd better come and have a look."

In his hand was a blade that had been broken in two. It was the knife in Giovanni's hand before. After being hit by a bullet and flying far away, Luca might have just picked it up.

"Are you, Cestalo's 'old friend'," said Giovanni thoughtfully.If the person on the opposite side is also a five-handed person, or even an "old friend" comes forward in person, then the approach of the light watcher to himself may not be the best solution.

"He doesn't know where Julio is, so he doesn't come here." Colin said the truth: "Tell me how to control the germs, or else I'll die anyway, and I'll detonate it now."

"Okay." Giovanni calmed down and said, "I just wanted to see if you are that kind of person."

"Is it someone who dares to set off explosives?"

"Anyone who can bring explosives on the train," said Giovanni.

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Before entering the warehouse, Giovanni inspected the surrounding area, but found no trace of carriages or cars, and no horses.The southern suburbs are too remote, and this is just near the station, so they should have come here by train.

"It's Saturday now, and the train in this direction is probably full of parents and children who are out camping."

"Are you the kind of people who would bring explosives to that kind of place?" he asked curiously.

"Old friend" Luca may associate with such people, but will he come to rescue them in person?

What's more, just now, the two of them were still shy and afraid to shoot their companions.

Too tender and haven't cleaned up the unnecessary stuff yet.

Giovanni showed a sneer, and once again smashed the iron rod in his hand.

(End of this chapter)