Beauty Comprehensive 1999

Chapter 14 Blood Eyes

The gap in numbers put Xie Zihao at a disadvantage, and the impatient showing of a revolver by the big one of the two gangsters made him understand that he might not have a chance in hand-to-hand combat.

Although his body is not short, he is still a little thin. After all, his predecessor was only engaged in academic research, not sports.

On the contrary, after he obtained the talent of superhuman physique, his body has become much stronger in the past two days, and his body has slightly raised the outline of muscles, but he is not so arrogant that he can easily defeat two people who are good at one against two just after gaining a little strength. The level of a gangster in a street fight, let alone the other party has a gun?
He regretted why he didn't learn some boxing skills in advance. Now that he has only improved his physical fitness, he has no matching skills and no fighting experience at all. He will suffer a lot if he goes up to fight.

But quickly put aside all these years, looking at the black hole of the opponent's gun, he knew that even if he had kung fu now, he probably wouldn't be able to handle bullets before his body surpassed the level of a mortal.

"It seems that today is difficult to be kind!"

So he looked left and right to see that there was no surveillance camera here, and then he pretended to be subdued and put down all his things, stepped back a few steps, and only held the wooden box behind him in his arms.

"Calm down, buddy, my stuff is here, it's all yours..."

Seeing that the target was submissive, the two punks couldn't help laughing complacently, but they didn't notice the sharpness in the eyes of the little white face in front of them.

As little bastards with little talent, these two favorites are picking soft persimmons, and they haven't opened for a long time, it's rare for them to meet today's fat sheep, although this guy is not the kind of Asian target who will be obedient when he is scared But it doesn't look like a master who dares to resist desperately.

"Haha! Today is indeed our lucky day!"

The black boy came over with a smile, squatted down excitedly and flipped through Xie Zihao's big and small bags.

Then the federal curse was issued.

"Vacco, what the hell are these things?"

Obviously, as punks with no culture, they didn't know how expensive the seemingly inconspicuous "grass root bark" in the bag and the strange powder in the bottles and jars were.

The other big man pointed at Xie Zihao with the pistol he took out from his fat hip-hop style trouser pocket, and aimed at the box that Xie Zihao deliberately held on his chest and said:

"What's in the box? Open it!"

The little man also immediately said:
"Yes, it must be a good thing to hold so tightly, open it!"

Xie Zihao, who had done it on purpose, pretended to be reluctant, hesitated for a while, and then opened the front cover of the spade wood box under the urging of the gangster.

This performance immediately made the big man's eyes show greed, and he felt more and more that there must be something good in this box.

The lid of this simple and exquisite box was opened, and there was a beautiful doll standing inside. It was a doll in a red cloud and black robe, with a slightly thin body, long black hair, pale skin, and a sickly face. , a red-eyed young man with black hair and a crow standing on his shoulder, holding his handprint with one hand.

What is strange is that the crow has a pair of blood-red pupils like a man's eyes.

While opening the lid of the spadewood box, Xie Zihao was holding the box in one hand, secretly making a formula with the other, muttering something in a voice that could not be heard a few meters away.

"Fire Ninja Hermit, Wudun Blood Successor,..., the flag is called urgently, and there is no stopping. The magic weapon is as urgent as a law!"

The big man ignored Xie Zihao's strange movements, surprise flashed in his eyes, he pointed a gun at Xie Zihao and asked curiously.

"What is this? A limited edition doll?"

Obviously, this guy has never read the island country comics, so he doesn't know what this doll represents.

The reason for such a reaction is that the recycling price of such dolls in second-hand stores is generally not low for them, and they will be willing to spend money to buy them for collection when they meet someone they like.

Hearing the words, the little man couldn't help raising his head to look at the doll in the box.

But in a trance, I saw two pairs of blood-red, black tadpole-like eyes zooming in on the field of vision, and then there was no more. The little gangster seemed to have lost his ability to think, and he maintained his current posture in a daze on the spot. .

And the big man who had been staring greedily at the doll had the same reaction.

Seeing the two of them standing still, Xie Zihao put down his hand and heaved a sigh of relief. Although he had experienced similar situations many times in the streets late at night, to be honest, this was the first time he faced this kind of robbery in broad daylight. , he was still very nervous.

That's why he checked to see if there were any cameras around him just now.As a result, of course, there were none. Such a remote alley is not the entrance of a bank, so there is no need to spend money to install surveillance.

Presumably, in the late 90s, there were not many monitoring equipment, and the Federation was unable or not suitable to install monitoring everywhere due to various reasons.

Even if the world of Xie Zihao's previous life had entered the 21s, the surveillance coverage in cities in the United States was far inferior to that in Great Xia across the sea.

Coupled with the fact that my Great White Eagle Federation has its own national conditions here, one can imagine the social security situation.

In the previous life, there were any black and evil organizations in the Xia Kingdom, and they had to be hidden, and they dared not be made public. Gun fire and.

Relieved, Xie Zihao thanked his eldest son:

"Thank you, Itachi!"

There was a red light in the eyes of the doll in the box, as if it had moved a bit, but it seemed to be an illusion again.

Then Xie Zihao did not choose to run away or attack the two punks with his bare hands, because he, who has more experience, knew that doing so would wake them up from the hallucinatory state.

Taking a few steps forward, he carefully took the gun out of the big man's hand and took it into his own hand. Then he looked around and picked up a trash can lid left in the corner of the alley. It was a federal trash can lid in this era Still metal.

"This is what you asked for!"

After finishing speaking, he used the edge of the heavy bucket lid, skillfully aimed at the knees of the two punks and smashed them down hard.

"Ah! Vaco!"

"Oh! It hurts..."

Two shrill screams echoed in the alley.

Just now, the two punks only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and only remembered the strange blood-red eyes. They seemed to have lost their ability to think, and then the sudden sharp pain in their legs woke them up, and they fell to the ground with a scream.

But he found that the little boy in front of him had put the box on his back at some point, and was pointing at them with a pistol, and that gun looked very familiar.

While the big man was screaming, he saw that his hand was empty.

That was obviously his gun.

This is not right!

"To shut up!"

Xie Zihao waved his gun impatiently and let out a loud shout.

The two punks immediately held back their voices, facing the muzzle of the gun that was swaying towards their heads, the big man hurriedly shouted:

"Don't, don't shoot!"

And when the little man on the ground saw the black muzzle of a familiar pistol pointed at him, although he didn't know what happened, the little gangster immediately raised his hands instinctively and proficiently, and then his mouth was like rapping. said:

"Hey brother, calm down, don't shoot, it's my fault, behind here is the territory of the XX gang, you don't want to be wanted by our gang, do you?"

Hearing that the other party didn't know the truth or falsehood, Xie Zihao said without showing any weakness:
"XX gang? This is the territory of the Tang people, you don't want me to call those people here, do you?"

Seeing that pulling the tiger's skin didn't frighten the little boy, the two punks grinned in pain and couldn't help but speak dumb.

The little man smiled distortedly in pain, "No, I was just joking..."

They are just low-level gangsters in the neighborhood, and the only thing that can be related to the XX gang is the brother-in-law of a cousin who is no longer a relative in the XX gang, and the other party is just a younger brother, not even the leader. .

If they are really going to fall into the hands of the Tang gang, if they are found to have crossed the border, if the other party is in a good mood, they will probably be beaten up and thrown to the XX gang's territory. Are you feeding the fish?
For them, the Chinatown gang and the XX gang are behemoths that cannot be offended, and wanting to deal with them is just a matter of words.

Thinking of that result, the two punks couldn't help but tremble in their calves.

　I have received an internal letter from the signing station today, ready to sign a contract, and now it seems to be an electronic contract, thank you for your support!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)