After Kelsen walked out of the door, the two sides who had just been at war with each other calmed down. There was no cliché plot of harsh words, nor did they start fighting like wild beasts on the spot. They are all the emperors of the night in the city of Kongsbode. They all have room to maintain their grace before all the pawns in their hands die.
The convoys from both sides parted ways on the streets, and the battle began before the vehicles reached their respective base camps. The fingers of the entire dark hand organization began to take sides, and the first step in voting for a certificate was to step on the opponent's plate.
The battles between street gangsters are just shootings. Most of the time they go to the opponent's lair and decide the outcome indoors. Many new gang members had never seen this kind of scene. Dozens of people rushed into the bar, and only one or two bloody men crawled out in the end.
And when Antoine and Quincy returned to their "throne", the real hard work had just begun. Uncontrolled or even controlled guns are loaded by thugs. Unlike those novice gangsters, this is the method of violence they really rely on.
Most of these gunmen are retired soldiers or mercenaries, as well as rebel soldiers who have fled from small countries. Their captains are all former non-commissioned officers and even nobles, who have received national awards and been promoted to extraordinary professionals.
When these people were fighting on the streets, the low-level and middle-level police officers could only stay away temporarily to avoid being affected by random gunfire. After all, it’s only a few silver coins a month, so what’s the point of playing with your life?
But in the end, it has to be a battle between kings and kings.
Gray broke Jamie's tibia with a kick, lifted him high while he was off balance, and then hit him in the back to break his spine. Jamie, who was paralyzed, stared at Gray fiercely and tried to stab Gray's joints with his fingers. Gray had already recovered the long knife lost in the fight and beheaded Jamie.
But he also lost strength and fell to the ground. He was ambushed by the gunmen sent by Quincy. He relied on his secret skills to kill the entire gun team, and even managed to kill Jamie, who was at the same level as himself, despite his injuries. At this moment, the side effects of the secret technique have taken effect, and his weak body cannot hold on.
He looked towards the other side of the battlefield, where Antoine and Quincy met. They could only survive one of them, but it no longer mattered who survived. He suddenly regretted joining the gang. If he had not indulged in the pleasure brought by money, he might have been able to start a family and enjoy family happiness.
Unfortunately there will be no answer, the life has disappeared from his eyes.
On Antoine's side, the battle gradually heated up. Both sides understood that there was no room for reversal in this matter. The winner could eat everything the loser had, and quickly escape from the period of weakness, becoming Constable's real underground leader. king.
Quincy is already desperate, and he is the best at desperate efforts. The alchemy life runes carved on his body are activated, which enhances his physique at the cost of burning the user's life ether. He held a charged thunder hammer in his hand and struck Antoine hard.
The runes of life circulated, and there were countless fine blood-colored lines on Quincy's body that glowed darkly. His body did not change at all, but he released destructive power far beyond his size. The flashing metal hammer hit the ground, making a thunderous collision. The ground cracked like a spider web, gravel and dust flew everywhere, and a huge pit appeared on the ground.
But Antoine was nowhere to be seen, as if he had been smashed and disappeared. Quincy was alert to the surroundings, and suddenly jumped high, dodging the shadow spikes protruding from an angle. Looking in the direction of the spiritual dissipation, Antoine had already jumped to a high point relying on the shadow rift.
He is actually a mage who is proficient in shadow magic!
Antoine shook his head regretfully: "I thought your trump card would be more interesting."
"Really? It's enough to kill you." Quincy started charging the thunder hammer in his hand again.
The rain fell in torrents.
Kelsen on the tower in the distance was watching this tragic battle with a delicate monocular telescope, and Gene next to him was holding an umbrella for him.
"Smash it, why don't you hit Antoine? First hit the street lamp under his feet and don't let him stand on the high ground. Then hit the floor with energy to break his shadow rift! He has teleported through the rift again! I... "Kelson almost said the quintessence of Chinese culture out of habit, but luckily he held back at the critical moment.
"Quincy can't stand it any longer. Act according to the original plan and sprint!"
The two put on their raincoats. Kelson took the lead and climbed down the railing. Gene followed Kelson with a waterproof bag.
The victory over there had been decided, and Quincy fell to his knees, unable to lift the heavy hammer in his hand. The engraved runes on his body became dim, and his skin began to dry out and fall off, indicating that his life ether had been burned out.
The fatal injury was a huge penetrating wound in the chest and abdomen. Antoine broke through the rune's defense with a strike of the Shadow Spear, pronouncing Quincy's death sentence. Quincy didn't beg for mercy, he was just a winner and a loser. The other party had no reason to let him go, and he had already lost all his money.
The dark spell swept across, and Quincy's head rolled to the ground, swirling in the puddle. Not much blood could flow out of the exhausted body, and it was all washed away by the heavy rain.
Antoine breathed a sigh of relief, and the severe pain finally surged up at this moment. His shoulder was rubbed by the thunder hammer, and the terrifying force directly shattered the entire shoulder bones. Coupled with the power of the electric current, his shoulder was burned to a bloody pulp.
But it's over, he will have the entire Dark Hand in his pocket, and he will be the godfather of the new era.
"Brother, have you solved it? I've fucked off a few of your fingers."
Antoine got excited and tightened the magic cane in his hand. The other fingers had probably already decided the winner. He wanted to be wary of the surviving guys. But what he saw when he turned around was Bruce, and he felt relieved. Now that he has no enemies, Bruce has no reason not to follow him.
He calmly recovered and responded: "Yeah."
boom!
The bullet pierced Antoine's chest as he looked in disbelief. The bullet was a specially made silver bullet that could destroy spiritual circuits. His spells could no longer be condensed.
"Bruce! Why?"
"You don't believe me in your heart. We will reach this point one day. I might as well take action while I have a chance of winning." Bruce said coldly, but his trembling hands betrayed his inner peace.
A few days ago, he was called to his study by Antoine and asked him to hand over all the goods in his hand for safekeeping. Only then did Bruce discover that his eldest brother, who had left none of the money he earned to his brothers, was dead and was just a suspicious old man.
The guy named Kelsen came to him at this time, handed two mithril bullets into his hands, and told him something that completely shook him:
"He who cannot control power will be destroyed by power."
Bruce let the rain streak across his face, but Antoine could tell he was crying.
"Farewell, brother."
boom! There was another gunshot, and there was a bullet hole between Antoine's eyebrows. He stared at the sky with empty eyes, and he never figured out why he was not the winner until his death.
"Come on, come on, give our new godfather a close-up!" Kelson appeared from the side at this time, while Gene used a waterproof bag to cover the alchemy camera in his hand, and shot Bruce to death with a click. This scene of my eldest brother was filmed.
"Smile, why don't you smile? You are the new Tattoo Palm, isn't this worth being happy about?" Kelson raised the corners of his mouth with his fingers, showing an exaggerated smile.
"What tricks are you playing!" Bruce roared, raising the gun and pulling the trigger, but the sound of an empty chamber came from the pistol. Only then did he realize that he had only loaded the pistol with two rounds of silver bullets given by Kelson. : "You! You planned everything from the beginning!"
"Yes, after all, a simple-minded and easily swayed scum like you is simply the best puppet." Kelsen finally showed his sinister side: "According to me, you traffickers are still selling leaves to get married. Those scumbags who force people to die like this deserve to die. But I can still use you now, so be glad that your one-way ticket to hell is delayed."
Kelsen was like a oriole with its sharp beak exposed, and the demonic blood seemed to reflect in his pupils: "Do you want to be the scum on the road to kill Big Brother tomorrow, and be chased to death? Or do you want to become the palm print on the face? , but behind the scenes it’s one of my dogs.
In the latter case, at least you can enjoy the rest of your wealthy life, but this is just my personal suggestion, the choice...is yours. "
In the pouring rain, Bruce collapsed and fell to his knees.
