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Chapter 154. 153. Cicada, Praying Mantis, and Oriole
Chapter 154. Chapter 153. The Cicada, the Praying Mantis, and the Oriole ([-])
Caesar took the lead in attacking the table, slamming his foot on the slightly decayed square table, turning around and grabbing the chair under it, and smashing it hard.This is a typical way of street gangsters fighting, just like Jackie Chan in the furniture city, everything around him is a weapon.
But all people from Gattuso's background seem to have this innate quality, even if suits and money disguise them as polite gentlemen, when they are really aggressive, they will not use those so-called aristocrats. Fencing-like showmanship, only moves that can beat the opponent to the ground and beg for mercy are good things.But now, Caesar's rare outburst of anger made him even more fond of this kind of violence that hit the flesh with punches.
Before Caesar's bench could be knocked into place, a fist like a steel drill came out from the center of the table, and even when his vision was blocked, he still accurately grasped the legs of the bench.The square table suddenly cracked, and Garrincha smashed the old thing into pieces with his bald head.Lin Fenglong screamed strangely and rolled into the corner, several wooden thorns pierced his face, grinning his teeth in pain, he was like a frightened rabbit, there was no time to treat the wound, he ran into the back hall, obviously staying here If you go down, it's not just that face that will be hurt. These two lunatics are no longer human because of that worthless subway card.
The left and right sides of the bench were held in each other's hands, and the violent thrust made the ancient furniture make a rattling sound, and it only lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed into pieces.The two stepped forward at the same time, their fists sprinting with wood chips, their fists falling faster than the wood blocks to the floor.
Pure muscle collision, even if it is not the perpetrator of violence, he can hear the sound of bones cracking. It was the first official head-on confrontation, and Caesar actually suffered a dull loss. There was severe pain in the bones of his hand, and he was definitely fractured. up.
Caesar was slightly moved. Garrincha was obviously far superior to him in terms of pure strength. When he punched Caesar, he felt that he was not hitting a person at all, but hitting a steel plate with his own body. .
The subtle psychological changes were reflected in the face. Garrincha noticed Caesar's surprise, and his smile became more arrogant. He didn't give Caesar time to react. After the first punch, there were one after another stormy attack.
After the loss, Caesar didn't dare to take this kind of fist hard again. While avoiding it, he grabbed all the available things around him as weapons, porcelain cups, bronzes, and even unknown ancient swords, but these things were in Garrincha. His fists are like layers of ridiculous window paper.The cracked porcelain couldn't even scratch the back of his hand, and the bronze was bent forcibly by forceful violence. Caesar felt that he was using his body against the chariot shells through layers of protection.That ancient sword was even more ridiculous. The one Lin Fenglong placed in the store was actually fake. Caesar felt that the weight was wrong the moment he got it, but he still used it for chopping. As a result, Garrincha was fine holding the blade with his bare hands. It was also twisted directly into a twisted metal snake, forcibly pulled out of Caesar's hand, and nailed into the wall panel with his backhand.
"Fight back? Gattuso's boy! Do you only know how to hide!" Garrincha smiled ferociously, provocatively provocative with every punch, his face was full of flesh as if he had been indulging in luxury for a long time, but his movements were flexible and powerful.
He and the Gattuso family had a lot of trouble. It was a disgrace that his elder brother died at the hands of a seven-year-old Caesar. Garrincha felt disgusted when he heard that an adult was killed by a seven-year-old child.Later, they directly confronted the warship rented by the Gattuso family, and even slapped Frost several times, so that the Gattuso family never appeared in South America again.
Now facing the boy who is known as the designated heir of the Gattuso family, of course he doesn't need to hold back. Although it was only a few moves, he had already ignited Garrincha's boiling heart of war drums.The gang leader who is known as the South American horned eagle now does not have to do most things by himself, but this does not mean that he will slack off. Every punch is more fierce than the last punch, and the killing intent that he wanted to suppress has gradually Get out of the mood, kill a Caesar before killing the dragon, it sounds really wonderful, doesn't it!
Lin Fenglong's storefront is not big, and there are messy piles of small things everywhere, making it difficult to find a place to stay. Caesar was soon forced to a corner and had no choice but to curl up his arms to protect his head, which made him It does look like a kid being bullied.
This action aroused Garrincha's desire to kill even more. He crawled all the way up from that chaotic place. His hands were stained with too much blood. People who are powerless to resist always do this, they just run around and pray to God. redemption.
He clasped his hands together to form a hammer, and smashed it down from bottom to top, even making a sharp sound of breaking the wind.The target is Caesar's head, and I know how lethal my iron fist is. If Caesar resists him, he still has a chance to live. If it is because of previous failures that he did not dare to resist forcefully, then this blow can kill his body. Skull smashed.
Caesar suddenly raised his eyes, his golden pupils glowed with afterglow that soared to the sky, and the black muzzle of the gun appeared silently in the gap of vision that had been covered by his arms, and he calmly pulled the trigger.
This is a tactic of arrogant soldiers. Blindly retreating will make the opponent more eager to attack. Since Garrincha has a grudge against him, it is easier for him to fall into this trap. Caesar is waiting for this opportunity, no matter how powerful he is. The violence is no stronger than a bullet.
Amidst the huge crackling sound, the muzzle of the gun ignited as brilliantly as a flamethrower. After the modification of the equipment department, the power of this gun can no longer be called a simple pistol. Instead of bullets, it shoots out a flame dragon several meters long in an instant. .
One shot from the front of this kind of thing can directly send him to the hospital for severe burns, but at such a short distance, he still failed to hit Garrincha. Proud of violence, he rolled to the side, and the fire dragon flashed past him a second ago, roasting the old goods in the antique shop with a smell of burnt, some of which had already been ignited, old black grill marks on the wooden walls.
This could be called science fiction. The distance between the two was less than half a meter. Garrincha, who should have won easily, had no reason to give up the attack, but he did just that, perfectly avoiding the deadly fire dragon.
Caesar threw the pistol, because it only had one shot, successfully creating an opportunity for him to fight back, and the mission of the pistol has been declared over.
There was an unprecedented violent throbbing in the chest, each time stronger than the last one, just like a limit lover who is challenging to climb a peak. Far ahead, so some strength was squeezed out of the body, and the limit of oneself was refreshed and improved again.
It turns out that Chu Zihang has been using this kind of thing all the time. It is indeed an addictive feeling. When using it for the first time, every cell in the body feels like it has been reborn, and the unprecedented lightness envelops the whole body, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable. Feeling soft and weak, replaced by the strength that can be felt when holding the palm of your hand.
He closed his eyes, gave up his vision, the domain spread, and the goblin in the wind waved his sickle wildly, passing everything around to the master like a living sonar.Heartbeats, footsteps, burning crackles, together with those solid objects that would not react, a linear two-dimensional world constructed by sound appeared in Caesar's mind.The center of this world is Caesar himself, and Garrincha is right in front of him. The sound waves returning at high speed outline his shape, and Caesar can even hear the collision of a few coins in his trouser pocket.
Caesar's blood exploded, and his bloodline increased rapidly in a very short period of time.The low-ranking speech spirit of Kama Itachi really doesn't seem like the power that a Gattuso emperor should have. Although the living radar sounds easy to use, if it is put into the game, its function is nothing more than a small map. Caesar used to be small The young one envied Chu Zihang's Jun Yan, the human-shaped self-propelled bomb is obviously better than the radar, if it blows up all the opponents, do you need to scan the picture?
Now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. A low ranking means that it has a better upper limit. While the bloodline is being refined at a high speed, Caesar's word spirit has also evolved, and the fairy in the wind has grown sharper bone claws. With the sickle on the long tail, dazzling gold burst out of the pupils, the sickle weasel has changed from a fairy to a bloodthirsty thug, and the word spirit has evolved into an extremely aggressive vampire sickle!
No one knows about those silent cries. People living in this world can only see the terrible scene in this hut with their naked eyes. Some invisible thing seems to be raging at high speed in a small space, and every bite and fight will leave behind Half an inch deep crack, nothing can stop their attack.
A tearing pain bloomed on Garrincha's face, before he even had time to realize what it was, the spray of blood blurred his eyes.He yelled and waved his arms, trying to drive away the invisible creatures, but it was in vain. The speed of the weasel mob was equal to the sound, and the flying speed in the air was 340 meters per second. Unless Garrincha turned into a supersonic fighter, otherwise He definitely can't run away from those weird lunatics.
The blood sprayed in the air further activated the rage of the blood-sucking weasels. Garrincha covered his face and fled the small antique shop. The weasels followed closely behind, and Caesar had to follow closely. .This is the price of the evolution of the word spirit. The original range of sickle weasels in the air can cover the perimeter of a cathedral, but now they can only be limited to ten meters around Caesar. Beyond this range, the vampire sickle will be out of control, Kai Sarah is not crazy enough to let this group of invisible creatures run amok in human society.
The moment Caesar stepped on the threshold, the slight sound of several metal collisions was brought back by the weasel group. He suddenly turned back to the room and pressed against the wall. Murderous intent came like a torrential rain, and the sound of gunfire was deafening. The old wooden door hung with light gauze had rotted away, leaving bullet holes piercing through.
Outside the antique shop, a Porsche parked at the end of the alley blocked the entrance. Four men in black fanned their guns at the old wooden door. Anything that appeared there would be mercilessly shot.
Hearing the gunshots, the bosses of other stores cautiously poked their heads out of the windows for a glance, then quickly retreated and closed the doors and windows tightly. The alley was completely emptied for a while, and no one dared to take their lives in the firefight. joke.
It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. The antique industry is simply profiteering. There will always be unclean people sticking their hands and feet here.
The men in black are very satisfied with the sensibleness of the other bosses. They are the friends brought by Garrincha, and they can be called the pro-guards.The moment the boss came out of the store injured, this group of people had already entered a fighting state. They were like this in their hometown. They didn't need special orders or even glances. They could understand what they should do based on the situation on the spot.
It's crazy, live ammunition is used in this city, Caesar thinks that people outside who heard the gunshots should have called the police, and the local police will arrive soon, and the police have the right to shoot and kill mobs with live ammunition Yes, Garrincha's people are expanding the personal grievances between the mixed races to the general society. In doing so, they will become the public enemies of other mixed races. No one wants to force the secrets related to the dragons to be made public.
But before the police came, Caesar had to find a way to get out of this predicament. The other party kept a very careful distance, which happened to be within the limit attack range of the vampiric sickle.Those invisible thugs are both strong and weak to a certain extent. Garrincha's men couldn't see the vampire scythe, and they couldn't defend against the high-speed attack of 340 meters per second, but the vampire scythe couldn't completely kill them within a few breaths. A hybrid loses its combat effectiveness. They use their claws and the sickle on their tails to attack. The cuts are very shallow and cannot be fatal instantly.
At this moment, Caesar misses his Desert Eagle a little bit. If he has two guns in his hand, he will be a deadly gun god with a weasel, and he will not be suppressed by a few pistols. Caesar, who has always been conceited, understands the meaning of the classic Chinese sentence. The so-called tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, and Longyou's diving is played with fish, which is probably what he feels now.
Caesar looked through the gap under the window paper, and Garrincha gestured to one of the men in black. The man in black nodded knowingly, dialed his cell phone, and the Porsche parked at the entrance of the alley got off. A man in black with white gloves carried a large briefcase from the trunk and handed it to Garrincha.
Garrincha opened the briefcase, sat there and began to slowly assemble the parts inside. His subordinates came over and lit a cigar for him, and wiped the blood off his face. forming.
Caesar probably recognized what it was. The French-made Apajex 122mm smart rocket launcher was originally a smart weapon deployed to block roads, but now Garrincha uses it in urban areas, and it is even manually operated. , This means that this group of gangsters from South America don't care about the security forces in this city at all. For them, killing their enemies first is the most important thing.
"To be honest, I don't like to use this kind of thing, because it doesn't really feel like killing a person." Assembled, Garrincha picked up the bazooka and aimed it at Lin Fenglong's antique shop, "But Mr. Gattuso, you used it first Hot weapons, then I have no choice but to invite you to have a taste of this feeling. In bare-handed fighting, fouling is absolutely not allowed!"
Garrincha used broken Italian because he knew that Caesar's weasel could hear him from this distance, and it was a cordial farewell.
(End of this chapter)
Caesar took the lead in attacking the table, slamming his foot on the slightly decayed square table, turning around and grabbing the chair under it, and smashing it hard.This is a typical way of street gangsters fighting, just like Jackie Chan in the furniture city, everything around him is a weapon.
But all people from Gattuso's background seem to have this innate quality, even if suits and money disguise them as polite gentlemen, when they are really aggressive, they will not use those so-called aristocrats. Fencing-like showmanship, only moves that can beat the opponent to the ground and beg for mercy are good things.But now, Caesar's rare outburst of anger made him even more fond of this kind of violence that hit the flesh with punches.
Before Caesar's bench could be knocked into place, a fist like a steel drill came out from the center of the table, and even when his vision was blocked, he still accurately grasped the legs of the bench.The square table suddenly cracked, and Garrincha smashed the old thing into pieces with his bald head.Lin Fenglong screamed strangely and rolled into the corner, several wooden thorns pierced his face, grinning his teeth in pain, he was like a frightened rabbit, there was no time to treat the wound, he ran into the back hall, obviously staying here If you go down, it's not just that face that will be hurt. These two lunatics are no longer human because of that worthless subway card.
The left and right sides of the bench were held in each other's hands, and the violent thrust made the ancient furniture make a rattling sound, and it only lasted for a few seconds before it collapsed into pieces.The two stepped forward at the same time, their fists sprinting with wood chips, their fists falling faster than the wood blocks to the floor.
Pure muscle collision, even if it is not the perpetrator of violence, he can hear the sound of bones cracking. It was the first official head-on confrontation, and Caesar actually suffered a dull loss. There was severe pain in the bones of his hand, and he was definitely fractured. up.
Caesar was slightly moved. Garrincha was obviously far superior to him in terms of pure strength. When he punched Caesar, he felt that he was not hitting a person at all, but hitting a steel plate with his own body. .
The subtle psychological changes were reflected in the face. Garrincha noticed Caesar's surprise, and his smile became more arrogant. He didn't give Caesar time to react. After the first punch, there were one after another stormy attack.
After the loss, Caesar didn't dare to take this kind of fist hard again. While avoiding it, he grabbed all the available things around him as weapons, porcelain cups, bronzes, and even unknown ancient swords, but these things were in Garrincha. His fists are like layers of ridiculous window paper.The cracked porcelain couldn't even scratch the back of his hand, and the bronze was bent forcibly by forceful violence. Caesar felt that he was using his body against the chariot shells through layers of protection.That ancient sword was even more ridiculous. The one Lin Fenglong placed in the store was actually fake. Caesar felt that the weight was wrong the moment he got it, but he still used it for chopping. As a result, Garrincha was fine holding the blade with his bare hands. It was also twisted directly into a twisted metal snake, forcibly pulled out of Caesar's hand, and nailed into the wall panel with his backhand.
"Fight back? Gattuso's boy! Do you only know how to hide!" Garrincha smiled ferociously, provocatively provocative with every punch, his face was full of flesh as if he had been indulging in luxury for a long time, but his movements were flexible and powerful.
He and the Gattuso family had a lot of trouble. It was a disgrace that his elder brother died at the hands of a seven-year-old Caesar. Garrincha felt disgusted when he heard that an adult was killed by a seven-year-old child.Later, they directly confronted the warship rented by the Gattuso family, and even slapped Frost several times, so that the Gattuso family never appeared in South America again.
Now facing the boy who is known as the designated heir of the Gattuso family, of course he doesn't need to hold back. Although it was only a few moves, he had already ignited Garrincha's boiling heart of war drums.The gang leader who is known as the South American horned eagle now does not have to do most things by himself, but this does not mean that he will slack off. Every punch is more fierce than the last punch, and the killing intent that he wanted to suppress has gradually Get out of the mood, kill a Caesar before killing the dragon, it sounds really wonderful, doesn't it!
Lin Fenglong's storefront is not big, and there are messy piles of small things everywhere, making it difficult to find a place to stay. Caesar was soon forced to a corner and had no choice but to curl up his arms to protect his head, which made him It does look like a kid being bullied.
This action aroused Garrincha's desire to kill even more. He crawled all the way up from that chaotic place. His hands were stained with too much blood. People who are powerless to resist always do this, they just run around and pray to God. redemption.
He clasped his hands together to form a hammer, and smashed it down from bottom to top, even making a sharp sound of breaking the wind.The target is Caesar's head, and I know how lethal my iron fist is. If Caesar resists him, he still has a chance to live. If it is because of previous failures that he did not dare to resist forcefully, then this blow can kill his body. Skull smashed.
Caesar suddenly raised his eyes, his golden pupils glowed with afterglow that soared to the sky, and the black muzzle of the gun appeared silently in the gap of vision that had been covered by his arms, and he calmly pulled the trigger.
This is a tactic of arrogant soldiers. Blindly retreating will make the opponent more eager to attack. Since Garrincha has a grudge against him, it is easier for him to fall into this trap. Caesar is waiting for this opportunity, no matter how powerful he is. The violence is no stronger than a bullet.
Amidst the huge crackling sound, the muzzle of the gun ignited as brilliantly as a flamethrower. After the modification of the equipment department, the power of this gun can no longer be called a simple pistol. Instead of bullets, it shoots out a flame dragon several meters long in an instant. .
One shot from the front of this kind of thing can directly send him to the hospital for severe burns, but at such a short distance, he still failed to hit Garrincha. Proud of violence, he rolled to the side, and the fire dragon flashed past him a second ago, roasting the old goods in the antique shop with a smell of burnt, some of which had already been ignited, old black grill marks on the wooden walls.
This could be called science fiction. The distance between the two was less than half a meter. Garrincha, who should have won easily, had no reason to give up the attack, but he did just that, perfectly avoiding the deadly fire dragon.
Caesar threw the pistol, because it only had one shot, successfully creating an opportunity for him to fight back, and the mission of the pistol has been declared over.
There was an unprecedented violent throbbing in the chest, each time stronger than the last one, just like a limit lover who is challenging to climb a peak. Far ahead, so some strength was squeezed out of the body, and the limit of oneself was refreshed and improved again.
It turns out that Chu Zihang has been using this kind of thing all the time. It is indeed an addictive feeling. When using it for the first time, every cell in the body feels like it has been reborn, and the unprecedented lightness envelops the whole body, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable. Feeling soft and weak, replaced by the strength that can be felt when holding the palm of your hand.
He closed his eyes, gave up his vision, the domain spread, and the goblin in the wind waved his sickle wildly, passing everything around to the master like a living sonar.Heartbeats, footsteps, burning crackles, together with those solid objects that would not react, a linear two-dimensional world constructed by sound appeared in Caesar's mind.The center of this world is Caesar himself, and Garrincha is right in front of him. The sound waves returning at high speed outline his shape, and Caesar can even hear the collision of a few coins in his trouser pocket.
Caesar's blood exploded, and his bloodline increased rapidly in a very short period of time.The low-ranking speech spirit of Kama Itachi really doesn't seem like the power that a Gattuso emperor should have. Although the living radar sounds easy to use, if it is put into the game, its function is nothing more than a small map. Caesar used to be small The young one envied Chu Zihang's Jun Yan, the human-shaped self-propelled bomb is obviously better than the radar, if it blows up all the opponents, do you need to scan the picture?
Now he doesn't have to worry about it anymore. A low ranking means that it has a better upper limit. While the bloodline is being refined at a high speed, Caesar's word spirit has also evolved, and the fairy in the wind has grown sharper bone claws. With the sickle on the long tail, dazzling gold burst out of the pupils, the sickle weasel has changed from a fairy to a bloodthirsty thug, and the word spirit has evolved into an extremely aggressive vampire sickle!
No one knows about those silent cries. People living in this world can only see the terrible scene in this hut with their naked eyes. Some invisible thing seems to be raging at high speed in a small space, and every bite and fight will leave behind Half an inch deep crack, nothing can stop their attack.
A tearing pain bloomed on Garrincha's face, before he even had time to realize what it was, the spray of blood blurred his eyes.He yelled and waved his arms, trying to drive away the invisible creatures, but it was in vain. The speed of the weasel mob was equal to the sound, and the flying speed in the air was 340 meters per second. Unless Garrincha turned into a supersonic fighter, otherwise He definitely can't run away from those weird lunatics.
The blood sprayed in the air further activated the rage of the blood-sucking weasels. Garrincha covered his face and fled the small antique shop. The weasels followed closely behind, and Caesar had to follow closely. .This is the price of the evolution of the word spirit. The original range of sickle weasels in the air can cover the perimeter of a cathedral, but now they can only be limited to ten meters around Caesar. Beyond this range, the vampire sickle will be out of control, Kai Sarah is not crazy enough to let this group of invisible creatures run amok in human society.
The moment Caesar stepped on the threshold, the slight sound of several metal collisions was brought back by the weasel group. He suddenly turned back to the room and pressed against the wall. Murderous intent came like a torrential rain, and the sound of gunfire was deafening. The old wooden door hung with light gauze had rotted away, leaving bullet holes piercing through.
Outside the antique shop, a Porsche parked at the end of the alley blocked the entrance. Four men in black fanned their guns at the old wooden door. Anything that appeared there would be mercilessly shot.
Hearing the gunshots, the bosses of other stores cautiously poked their heads out of the windows for a glance, then quickly retreated and closed the doors and windows tightly. The alley was completely emptied for a while, and no one dared to take their lives in the firefight. joke.
It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. The antique industry is simply profiteering. There will always be unclean people sticking their hands and feet here.
The men in black are very satisfied with the sensibleness of the other bosses. They are the friends brought by Garrincha, and they can be called the pro-guards.The moment the boss came out of the store injured, this group of people had already entered a fighting state. They were like this in their hometown. They didn't need special orders or even glances. They could understand what they should do based on the situation on the spot.
It's crazy, live ammunition is used in this city, Caesar thinks that people outside who heard the gunshots should have called the police, and the local police will arrive soon, and the police have the right to shoot and kill mobs with live ammunition Yes, Garrincha's people are expanding the personal grievances between the mixed races to the general society. In doing so, they will become the public enemies of other mixed races. No one wants to force the secrets related to the dragons to be made public.
But before the police came, Caesar had to find a way to get out of this predicament. The other party kept a very careful distance, which happened to be within the limit attack range of the vampiric sickle.Those invisible thugs are both strong and weak to a certain extent. Garrincha's men couldn't see the vampire scythe, and they couldn't defend against the high-speed attack of 340 meters per second, but the vampire scythe couldn't completely kill them within a few breaths. A hybrid loses its combat effectiveness. They use their claws and the sickle on their tails to attack. The cuts are very shallow and cannot be fatal instantly.
At this moment, Caesar misses his Desert Eagle a little bit. If he has two guns in his hand, he will be a deadly gun god with a weasel, and he will not be suppressed by a few pistols. Caesar, who has always been conceited, understands the meaning of the classic Chinese sentence. The so-called tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, and Longyou's diving is played with fish, which is probably what he feels now.
Caesar looked through the gap under the window paper, and Garrincha gestured to one of the men in black. The man in black nodded knowingly, dialed his cell phone, and the Porsche parked at the entrance of the alley got off. A man in black with white gloves carried a large briefcase from the trunk and handed it to Garrincha.
Garrincha opened the briefcase, sat there and began to slowly assemble the parts inside. His subordinates came over and lit a cigar for him, and wiped the blood off his face. forming.
Caesar probably recognized what it was. The French-made Apajex 122mm smart rocket launcher was originally a smart weapon deployed to block roads, but now Garrincha uses it in urban areas, and it is even manually operated. , This means that this group of gangsters from South America don't care about the security forces in this city at all. For them, killing their enemies first is the most important thing.
"To be honest, I don't like to use this kind of thing, because it doesn't really feel like killing a person." Assembled, Garrincha picked up the bazooka and aimed it at Lin Fenglong's antique shop, "But Mr. Gattuso, you used it first Hot weapons, then I have no choice but to invite you to have a taste of this feeling. In bare-handed fighting, fouling is absolutely not allowed!"
Garrincha used broken Italian because he knew that Caesar's weasel could hear him from this distance, and it was a cordial farewell.
(End of this chapter)
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