Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 618 Return of Violence

Pompeii Gattuso is a stallion, and the meaning of a stallion is a beast used for breeding.

It has to be said that, judging by this standard, the stallion Pompeii is quite qualified. He has been working hard every day and has given birth to the next generation of heirs for the Gattuso family. At the same time, he is also quite a beast.

As a stallion, if you look at it horizontally, Pompeii is probably considered a very rare wise man among the stallions. He graduated from Kassel College and has a considerable degree of intelligence. Using this intelligence to pick up girls has never been disadvantageous.

In Caesar's memory, his father always brought women of different shapes and skin colors back to the room, and after a night of fun, he came out of the room as if nothing had happened.

Interestingly, even if Pompeii worked so hard, Caesar was the only child in the end, and Percy still had to rely on test-tube baby technology to give birth. It can only be said that flesh and blood are indeed weak, and sometimes mechanical ascension is still needed.

For Passy, ​​as an experimental subject, he was more likely to come into contact with the dark side of the family. His life as a marginalized person in the Gattuso Manor since he was a child also allowed him to see the wild side of the patriarch.

For example, the water stains and stains that covered the bed and walls, and the small electric shock props that fell on the ground.

Because Caesar hated his father very much, every time Pompey brought his lover back to the manor, he would hide in his room and avoid seeing him, but Percy was different, the child born in this laboratory always saw it one step earlier to the ugliness of the world.

Just like the man, woman and dog that I accidentally saw back then.

Now, Caesar calmed down, and followed his mother to the distant manor. He and Gullweger didn't speak, but Percy who was on the side could feel the anger rising in their hearts, and moved aside involuntarily. move.

In front of him is the gate of Gattuso Manor, with a gold-plated pattern on the gate, and plant-like patterns spread over the gate, forming a vague eye shape. If you look carefully, you can find that it is the pride of all mixed races.

Their burning golden pupils.

Caesar stood in front of the gate, his fists clenched, just like what Passy said, he originally wanted to have a good talk with his father, but what mother said was right, Pompeii is a man who can't be beaten if you don't hit him in the face. Bastard who doesn't know pain.

And now, Caesar was coming to slap his father in the face.

Standing in front of the gate, the divine power from Bahamut fluctuated with Caesar's breathing, covering him like a cloak, and then he raised his fist high and smashed it on the iron gate in front of him.

boom!
The gate dented, the iron bars bent and deformed under the force, and then the hinges of the gate were overwhelmed and shattered in the final bombardment.

The gate fell slowly, revealing the luxurious manor in front of it, where the former Gattuso family received worship from their subordinates. At that time, they were still the emperors of Sicily.

But how can little Sicily satisfy the desire of these greedy mixed races, they yearn for more, more, so the Gattuso family began to thrive.

They invested in real estate, and made money in the light industry of food and daily necessities. With the help of Angers' founding of the Cassel Academy, the Gattuso family also flourished in the United States, and won many industries that could support many family members for countless generations.

Now, the family's property is moving outside of Italy, and the old house in Sicily has become Pompeii's palace and the place where the family cultivates the next generation. Caesar spent part of his childhood here.

But now, he smashed down the family's gates so that all within could feel his wrath.

"Master Caesar, what are you going to do?" A man dressed in a housekeeper's uniform stood in front of Caesar. In Caesar's memory, he should be the new housekeeper in the family for the past two years, responsible for taking care of the garden.

Caesar strode forward and said calmly, "I want to talk to my father."

The butler was in his forties, with a strong build. He used to be a member of the family elite, and was once an enemy of Deadpool and Dragon Clan, but in front of Caesar, he turned his head involuntarily, not daring to look him in the eye.

"The owner of Pompeii is on vacation in the Caribbean..."

boom!
Caesar punched the flower bed next to it, and a corner of the ceramic flower bed was instantly missing: "Of course I know, but he won't talk to me honestly."

The butler had already heard something was wrong, and took advantage of the moment when Caesar made a move, he jumped up and stabbed his young master's throat with five fingers together.

"That's not okay, just wait." But Caesar was faster, and grabbed the opponent's wrist with great strength to stop the butler's attack. face.

The wrist grasped by Caesar creaked and twisted a little bit by Caesar, and then the offensive reversed, Caesar stepped hard, and a beautiful joint technique suppressed the butler under him.

"Okay, the first one, I hope you like the feeling of waiting in the field." Caesar took out a tie from his waist and bound the butler. At this moment, the butler's eyes suddenly turned golden yellow.

In the flower bed that was broken by Caesar just now, specks of dust were blown up by an inexplicable evil wind, and the dust was blown towards Caesar's eyes by the wind.

The yellow sand blinds the eyes, which is a despicable tactic, but for the housekeeper who was born as an elite in the Gattuso family, it is a tactic he often uses.

The butler's speech spirit is Yinliu, a speech spirit that manipulates the air flow, the wind it blows is not strong, and it can only blow things like thin iron sheets.

But the housekeeper likes this word spirit very much, because it can easily spread the poison powder, assassinate the designated target unconsciously, or like now, blow the dust into the opponent's eyes, so that he has Time to escape.

Caesar loosened his hand slightly, and the butler under him galloped out like a wild horse, and the words were carried by the wind to Caesar's ears: "Master Caesar, you still lack combat experience. reasonable."

In this regard, Caesar calmly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and even closed his eyes, relying on the hearing enhancement brought by Yanling Kamaitachi, he locked on the butler who ran away in front of him.

Boom!
"It's called a pistol. Times have changed, butler."

Passy looked at the housekeeper who was stunned by Frigga's bullet, covered his forehead and complained silently: "So why didn't you use it at first?"

"Because it's cool to use fists," Caesar waved his bloodshot right hand, "so use fists."

Afterwards, Caesar looked at the fallen butler, shook his pistol nostalgicly and said, "He said I was inexperienced, so I suddenly remembered that I once learned a trick from a guy who knew how to fight, that's what you saw this."

"This is called Brass Dragon Unrestricted Fighting Technique Pistol Style."

　One more, I'm so busy every day that I don't even have time to make glue, let's make glue first
　　
　
(End of this chapter)