I Was Reborn in Japan, and Opened the Unparalleled in the Supernatural Drama

Oh my god! Could it be that there is a trebuchet prepared on the opposite side? No, even if there is a trebuchet, you can’t throw this kind of thing!

The impact of the carriage was like a bomb, shaking the guards and guests around the bunker to their knees. A few unlucky ones were crushed by the carriage and lost their breath on the spot.

A rampant voice came from the other side.

"My dear father, old Fustil, this is my birthday present to you. At this moment, several figures appeared on the other side, and the one standing at the front was a man in a gray trench coat, wearing a A young man wearing a white hat and a black and white square scarf around his neck

"How could it be you?"

Old Fustil recognized it at a glance. This was his biological son and the next heir of the Kesijia family, Giles.

Chapter 554 Clean Up

Gillespie Miksica, the son of Fustil, is also considered to be the next head of the Kesile family.

Fustil has several sons, but the youngest son Giles is the one he values ​​most.

Everyone can see that Fustil has always raised his son as a future heir. No one could have imagined that this promising next heir would betray the Kanker family at this time , For Fustil, this is undoubtedly a ruthless army. "It's... that's impossible, why you, Gilles?"

Fustil was dumbfounded, he never thought that the person who betrayed him would be his most valued son.

"Dad, I didn't expect to come to this day either. I thought that you would at least notice a clue, but now it seems that I overestimated you."

Giles sneered. There were three men and a woman standing beside him. All four of them were wearing brown coats, and they were full of military atmosphere. It was easy to think of them as guards from the army.Fustil had never seen these three men and one woman, and he could only recognize one or two of the gunmen behind Giles, and it seemed that most of them were people outside the Kesijia family.

(This brat didn't touch his own men, damn it, he got them from there...  

In Fustil's mind, thoughts were spinning rapidly. When he saw a group of guards surrounded by Giles, he had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

"Giles, who are you cooperating with? Do you even know? What kind of consequences will it bring to the Kesijia family if you do this yourself!"

Old Fustil looked at his youngest son and yelled: "You will destroy the Kersica family. You will also destroy Belmont!"

"Hahahaha! Dad, you can really talk," Giles said disapprovingly, and he laughed and responded, "Who wants to destroy the Kesijia family? I don't think it's me, but you, mine Dear, Forstil.

Old Fustil smiled instead of anger, his eyes were red and he almost wanted to spit out fire.

You said that I was going to destroy the Kersica family, how dare you speak so boldly, you know how much effort and sacrifice I have made to make the Kersica family develop to this point!

"That's enough. You can only say such naive things as an old man," Giles sneered disdainfully and said, "I also admit that you have made a lot of contributions to the family in the past, but that was decades ago. Maybe you used to have the idea of ​​working hard for the family, but after so many years, you have long since lost that drive and become old and stupid.

Mr. Luciano also frowned, and asked in a deep voice: Gilles, what exactly do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is very simple, you are too old, you have good ideas and attitudes, and you still hold those thoughts that have been abandoned long ago. "Boss" Most of the people in the organization, you have ignored this... Giles unhurriedly took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it. He said calmly and calmly: There is a lack of entertainment in this city. Purification, a head-to-toe cleansing activity, can bring Belmont City back to life, and the old things like the three major organizations should also recede from the stage. Next, I will personally govern and integrate the forces of all parties to rebuild the city. Create a new organization, and hear what Giles said. The faces of Fustier and Mr. Luciano changed drastically. They all heard some details in Giles' words, such as "purification", Words like "cleaning up" sounded a little bit wrong.This also made the two of them unexpectedly vigilant, and Fustille said loudly, "Giles, when did you get so stupid as to mingle with 'anti-Asian' radicals and say such things!" "

That's right, when they heard Giles' remarks, both Fustille and Luciano thought of radical anti-Asian ideas. In fact, discrimination against Asians is also a trend of thought in this country. Radicalism, but Fustil did not expect his son to have such a mentality.

"Don't get me wrong, old guy." The Promised Land, but because of the demi-human race, we have become a thorn in the side of the government and the military. It is precisely because I have seen through this point that Belmont must be dealt with. Hearing what his son said, Forstil seemed to think of something vaguely. He gritted his teeth and said, "Have you really teamed up with the military? You idiot, they are just using you. People in the military can't be trusted at all, and they don't have a seat in parliament, those guys have no chance of doing anything.

"No, #isn't the military." Giles chuckled. Stretched out a finger and swayed it left and right.

"I have already connected with a more trustworthy big shot. If the plan goes well, the rewards I can get are far more than I imagined!"

Fustil and Mr. Luciano looked at each other, and they both felt that Giles was not talking nonsense. With their experience, they could vaguely see that this matter was not simple.

At the same time, Giles unhurriedly took out a pocket watch, looked at the time, and said slowly: "It's almost time, and it's time to send you on your way."

Bang bang! And it was Mr. Forstil and Luciano who made the move in advance. They held guns with both hands and shot at Rugires. M swished, as if a flash of lightning flashed, and two figures actively blocked Giles.

These are two strong men with giant statures. They wear oversized trench coats, and their faces are like twins. Both of them dance forward with their fists clenched. A little spark exploded in the arm.

"Oops! Steel skeletal reformers!" Fustil was well-informed, and he could tell at a glance that the two were reformed soldiers who had undergone reformation surgery.hiss!!

A big man standing on the right side of Jires let out a loud roar, and a terrifying roar echoed from the entrance of the hall.Ordinary people would feel pain in their eardrums when they heard such a roar, and Fustier and Mr. Luciano who raised their guns to shoot, as well as the guards behind, trembled all over, showing a dejected expression.With a bang, a strong man on the left grabbed forward with both hands, lifted a tall marble statue, and smashed it forward.

For such a large marble sculpture, it would take a lot of manpower and material resources just to transport it into the hall of the manor. However, this strong man raised both hands and threw it out. Just seeing this scene, few people were shocked.And Fustil's eyes narrowed, and there was also a look of horror in his eyes. He had also heard about the power of the steel-skeletal reformed soldiers on the battlefield, but he didn't know that it would be exaggerated to such an extent. The two exclaimed , the marble statue pressed down like a black shadow, and fell on top of his head. When the colossus pierced through the air, it also fell down with a violent whimpering sound.

"Star stream deflection

A figure suddenly appeared, and his single arm stretched out, drawing an arc towards the air, coincidentally coincident with the trajectory of the marble statue.According to common sense, doing so is undoubtedly the move of Mantis Xiao. The impact of such a large stone sculpture is like a meteor falling to the ground, unstoppable.

Who knew that with a light wave of this hand, the trajectory of the stone statue's straight fall deviated to the right, and it hit a big stone pillar with a bang, and after the smashed pillar, the momentum continued to collapse a piano.

"Good strength!

The corners of Fang Jing's mouth were slightly curved, and he could feel that the strength of the reformed man who had undergone the steel skeletal surgery just now was quite good.In this way, I can also play a little longer

Chapter 555 Not bad

The strength is inferred according to the value of one's own attributes, which is close to the state of 6-7 points. ζRefer to ↑ Ba ↑ Reading ↑ Book ζ Replace it with the strength value that martial arts and fighting masters can cultivate on the other side of the earth.It's just that I don't know what speed and physical fitness are like. Fang Jing's eyesight is sharp, and he can tell the strength of the strong man throwing stone sculptures at a glance.

"Andy, why are you here!" It was the old man Luciano who spoke, who would have expected that Fang Jing would rush out the moment the falcon rose and fell, and his movements were too fast, and not many people were watching clear his movements.Fustil was only distracted when he noticed that the statue flew towards the other side.Fang Jing also had no chance to respond to the crowd. The enemy was not a fool, and the fighting environment was in the middle of the battlefield in the hall. He just stayed where he was, and someone raised a gun and shot at him.

(Water-cooled old machine guns are useless, and the threat of old guns to me is limited... )

Fang Jing acts cautiously. His current strength is far inferior to that of the past. He can't block firearms with his own body alone. Ordinary firearms can also dodge with the help of "gale wind and blue haze", but if they encounter heavy weapons such as machine guns, he It is also difficult to escape.Boom!! The violent trampling and gunfire sounded almost simultaneously. One of the strong men rushed towards Ruo Ruo himself. Its momentum was like a carriage that hit it.Du Han Youwu slashed horizontally like a broadsword, towards the square mirror beside him.

The thick hand bones are like steel blades. There is a restless whistling sound in the air.

..The strength is not bad, but the speed is not satisfactory!"

(The stamina value will not exceed 5 points, and the speed is even more pitiful, it will not exceed 3 points)

Fang Jing had a calculation in his mind, he took a step back, avoiding the predicted ballistic trajectory, his body slipped, and he appeared on the right side of the strong man like shrinking to an inch.Hiss His right arm was bent, and the arm was thrown out like a long whip, and his fingertips shot out like spears.Shooting stars! Fang Jing grinned slightly. The strong man's right-handed slash is extremely terrifying. But it is useless if he can't hit himself.

On the contrary, my own "star-shooting posture" is taken from the killer move of Huanyao Mixingquan.