The swordsman's tower returns from the other world

White glaze, refreshing!

After this incident, the atmosphere between the two became more ambiguous. Even if Neng Angel found a public restroom and rubbed his gloves properly, the residual smell on them still lingered like it had been pickled, even though it didn't look like it. No problem, but as long as she brought her hands to her nose, she could still smell the unique smell of white glaze.

She sat on the side seat obediently, not daring to tease Bai Glaze any more. She just held her blunderbuss on guard and sniffed her gloves secretly from time to time when Bai Glaze couldn't see her.

It's not fragrant, but fishy, ​​with a male body odor, but I can't refuse it, constantly stimulating the hormones in the body.

How could the innocent and lovely Angel know that the reason why this smell becomes more and more addictive is because all the silver honey mist he has inhaled in the past few days will penetrate deeper into his bone marrow because of the smell of white glaze, like a long-acting drug. Slowly makes the angel dependent.

"Sniff, sniff..." The angel became more and more fascinated as he smelled it.

Bai Glaze was driving his motorcycle. He took the time to look at his phone and said, "It's time for us to go find the Emperor and the others. The situation has changed."

"The Ritchie family is so anxious."

………………

"How ridiculous, the lost dog of Syracuse."

The emperor stood on the roof of the car. Although he was just a penguin, he seemed to be full of arrogance and domineering.

It looked around, and all around the jeep were members of the Syracuse mafia - they were the last elite of the Rich family.

Gambino held a Syracuse-style slender stabbing sword, looked at the emperor, bared his teeth and said: "Stinky Penguin, call those goods out, I can spare your life, the blood debt tonight is enough. "

"Blood debt? Are you talking about those of you who were killed by the Rat King's forces?" The emperor sneered: "Stop being so fucking funny. Who are you to talk to me about debts?"

“My cigars, records, and motorcycles—these precious treasures, do you know they are all orphans?” The Emperor raised the slingshot in his hand and pointed at Gambino in the distance: “In my eyes, they are all orphans. It’s worth more than your life.”

"You are still talking when you are surrounded. I think you are really desperate for your life!" Gambino roared angrily.

Texas said from the side: "You talk a lot of nonsense."

Gambino looked at Texas, snorted, and said, "Texas... just pronouncing your name makes me laughable."

"Who do you think you are if you still use such a name?"

He seemed to know something about Texas, or rather, all Syracusans knew its name.

Capone on the side aimed his crossbow at Texas.

"Do it!" Gambino yelled.

The surrounding mafia swarmed up and besieged the emperor and others.

Dozens of people swarmed over. Dadi might be able to survive, but he didn't want his employees to be injured, so he patted the roof of the car and said, "Drive quickly!"

It jumped into the car through the sunroof.

"There are people everywhere, where are you going?" Croissant asked loudly, holding up his shield to block the flying arrows.

The emperor pulled the rubber band, shot out a steel ball, and hit a mafia member's arm, shouting: "Kill those two losers who are trying to show off to me!"

Texas didn't hesitate and stepped on the gas.

And just when she was about to rush out, suddenly, sand and dust blew up on the street.

The sand and dust came without any warning, but they were extremely fast and spread on the street in an instant, blocking other people's sight. At the same time, something seemed to be shining in the sand and dust.

Those are tiny glass blades.

Gravels were transformed into sharp blades by Origin Stone skills. The tiny blades turned into extremely lethal meat grinders under the influence of strong winds, instantly cutting the bodies of countless mafiosi and blocking their attacks. charge.

At the same time, outside the sandstorm that spread throughout the street, figures wearing black hats and pockets on their heads appeared.

In the original plot, Black Cap itself was people's nickname for Shadow Guard.

But in this world, the Black Caps and the Shadow Guards are actually two sides of the same coin. The Shadow Guards appear as Wei Yanwu's personal bodyguards and special forces, while the Black Caps are the exclusive troops in Xiacheng District controlled by Wei Yanwu and handed over to the Rat King and Lin Yuxia.

At this time, Bai Glaze still didn't know how different the Arkworld of Tomorrow he came to was from what he knew.

After all, even the Ark that I originally knew could be eaten at any time.

The black raincaps walked through the sandstorm and stood quietly, but just standing there made everyone afraid to move.

If they move any further, death will really be the only thing waiting for them.

"It came so fast..." Gambino said through gritted teeth.

"Break out with me!" he roared angrily, raising the rapier in his hand.

But he felt his other hand suddenly become empty.

He turned his head in surprise, only to find that Capone, his good brother who had grown up with him and often looked at each other, had snatched the silver suitcase and held it tightly in his hand.

The crossbow in the other hand was aimed at Gambino.

The shock quickly turned into anger and an evil smile: "Capone... I thought you would be smarter and engage in internal strife with me at this time. Do you know that we will all die here?!"

"This is not internal strife, this is saving the family." Capone looked at Gambino coldly: "From the moment Hei Li made the announcement, our chances of making a comeback were slim, Gambino."

"I have indulged you enough until now."

He raised the suitcase high and said without looking back: "Ms. Lin! Or Mr. Rat King! The Rich family is willing to return the things!"

Lin Yuxia slowly walked out of the sandstorm, holding a long sword made of countless gravel in her hand, staring coldly at Gambino and Capone not far away.

"It's quite smart to step back from the cliff," she commented.

"But things won't end that easily tonight. You broke the rules of downtown."

Capone turned his head and looked at Lin Yuxia, holding up the suitcase carefully: "We know, Miss Lin, we are willing to accept punishment and compensation, but I also want to make a condition."

"That is, the Rich family will continue to stay in Longmen."

"We have nowhere to go but here." Capone said with sincerity in his eyes, "We are no longer Syracusans."

"But we are still Sicilians!" Gambino roared, reaching for his sword.

The stabbing sword suddenly penetrated Capone's left hand, causing the silver suitcase to fall.

Mutual betrayal came so suddenly, or so it was with the Syracusans.

In Syracuse, there were intrigues between families, and the internal struggles of a family were also accompanied by blood.

Gambino reached out to fish it out, grabbed the suitcase in his hand, and roared: "No Sicilian will admit defeat!"

"Capone, you deserve to die!"

Capone staggered back, then ran towards Lin Yuxia: "Miss Lin! Save me!"

Chapter 172: The plot is for exploitation

For Lin Yuxia, the breakup of the Rich family came suddenly, but it was reasonable.

Capone is a steady man. As early as when the Rich family began to lose power, he had already come to Longmen to operate the family's new foothold. When Gambino had no choice but to withdraw from Syracuse, this place became Rich's new home. The only remaining territory of the family.

Gambino is an impatient, or a guy who is obsessed with "restoring the glory of the Sicilian". His style of doing things is full of the directness of the Syracusans, which is incompatible with the city of Longmen.

Longmen likes to talk business and deal with each other, but they don't like disputes. In the chaos of Longmen's early years, the Rat King and Wei Yanwu had witnessed too many disputes and too many deaths.

The older generation of people in power are tired and do not want to see their hard work turned into a puddle of muddy water.

This is where the Rich family made a mistake.

Even without today's incident, they would still be torn to pieces by the angry Rat King in a certain dispute.

It's just that today the reason is more solid. They touched something they absolutely shouldn't touch, the hope of the infected.

Capone rushed towards Lin Yuxia, his eyes full of will to survive.

Lin Yuxia looked at the Syracusan in front of her with a little pity in her heart. She was not as decisive as the Rat King. She was still young and had a weakness, that is, she was soft-hearted.

Facing the enemy begging for mercy, her heart sank slightly but she did not raise her hand to stop him.

This gave Capone an opportunity. He came to Lin Yuxia, raised his bleeding arm, and said loudly: "Ms. Lin, a member of the Rich family... is willing to become a vassal of the Rat King! Please accept."

"... Let's resolve your own internal strife first." Lin Yuxia did not lower her head to look at him: "The Rat King does not need a team of internal strife."

This is permission and approval.

The implication is also very simple. Since you are fighting among yourself, you should kill each other first. Only those who survive will be qualified to decide the future of the Rich family.

Capone was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at his former compatriots.

Gambino stood next to a large group of Mafiosi, the rapier still dripping with blood, looking at Capone.

Capone's throat surged, and he swallowed, hesitating, hesitating.

If he bows to the Rat King at this time, he will definitely survive, but his family will be cut off from now on. Gambino, his best friend since childhood, will undoubtedly not survive either.

Brothers killing each other, is this the fate of the Syracusans?

He had obviously cultivated cronies who would disobey Gambino, but Capone hesitated at this moment. He thought about countless situations in which he could break up with Gambino, and even calculated in his mind how to break up with Gambino in every alley. How to fight him.

But he never thought of doing such a thing in this situation, under the watchful eyes of the Rat King.

Seeing that he seemed to be hesitating, Lin Yuxia sighed.

"I gave you a chance." She whispered.

The black man next to him drew his sword.

The sharp long knife cut open the crossbow in Capone's hand in just a moment, and the cut was smooth without even a burr.

"I will spare you two lives. This is... your family members promised me." Lin Yuxia said softly.

From behind her, walked out the family member in civilian clothes who Bai Glaze and Enangang had knocked unconscious before.

After being knocked unconscious by the capable angels, they met Hei Li who came to deal with the scene. After waking up, the mafia realized that the situation was irreversible and negotiated a deal with Lin Yuxia.

Capone's eyes were filled with disbelief.

………………

"It seems I'm late." Bai Glaze said slowly.

The locomotive was moving forward turbulently. After a whole night of rampage, the locomotive was on the verge of collapse, and the sound it made was as harsh as a tractor.

Obviously, the engine could not be saved, and it was a miracle that it was still running.

He and Nengang arrived late, and when they arrived at Shabao, Hei Li and Lin Yuxia had already evacuated, leaving only the Syracuse Mafia alone.

There was also the emperor who was slumped on the jeep and resting with his tongue hanging out. Looking at him from a distance, he thought he had burped.

"Hey, Great Emperor~" Bai Glaze raised his hand.

The emperor struggled to raise his head and looked at Bai Glaze, and then his eyes suddenly widened behind his sunglasses.

That locomotive, which made a sound like a tractor, was shaky when driving, and had scratches all over its paint, as if it had just driven off the Kazdaele battlefield, was...

Is it your favorite car?

——The indescribable penguin scream——

"Bai Glaze, what have you done!?" It slid off the jeep and came to the front of the motorcycle with small steps.

"My car! My car!" It stroked the body of the motorcycle sadly.

Bai Glaze sighed and said in a very emotional voice: "Great Emperor, your car is a hero."

"It carried us to chase down countless mafia gangs, escape several life-and-death encounters, and help us get rid of death threats that harvested our lives."

"It saved me and the powerful angel!"

He stretched out his hand and touched the car body lovingly, his expression as if he was bidding farewell to a hero.

The capable angel on the side wanted to laugh but didn't dare. This car would become like this, wasn't it because Bai Glaze drove the car and went on a rampage?

The emperor hugged the car body and wailed: "My records, my cigars, my motorcycle——!!"

Seeing its reaction, Bai Glaze quietly lowered his head and said in the voice of only the two of them: "How are those Syracusans? Will they reimburse you?"

The emperor pretended to cry, choked twice, and then replied in a very low voice: "It's a big deal, it's great."

"Happy cooperation." It quietly extended its hand.

Bai Glaze slapped it in the face.

Texas came over carrying a silver suitcase and said, "I got my stuff back."

Bai Glaze straightened up, nodded towards her, and then said: "Where are the Rat King's people?"

The capable angel was still confused: "Ah, who are the Rat King's people?"

Texas narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Glaze with a somewhat meaningful look: "Is it really you who called the Rat King?"