People were still coming and going in the noisy market. The seafood merchants were shouting that their seafood was of higher quality and cheaper. The flying seabirds were hovering over the market. Suddenly, these seabirds seemed to have noticed something and scattered and fled.
There is a chilling atmosphere in the air, but there is a solemn atmosphere in the seemingly noisy market. In some invisible corners, capable killers are hiding, waiting for opportunities. In the noisy and dirty alleys, there are a large number of people. The batters gathered together.
Even people with less sensitive nerves can notice that the atmosphere is unusual. Some shop owners have already closed their stalls early and started to close their stalls. Those who can open a shop here naturally understand the reason. Years of business experience have given them strong insight. They already knew whose territory this was.
Chen Xingtian and others strolled slowly in the market, picking up crabs in the water tank to look at them from time to time, or stopping at the tropical fish shop, as if they were completely unaware of the changes that had taken place.
Of course, this is just an appearance. In fact, Chen Xingtian pulled Ding Ruomeng very close to him, and Kongkong was put back into the travel bag. Only Bericon, who was not one of his own, kept a meter away from them. Like a light bulb.
Seemingly seeing that Chen Xingtian didn't move, and the person in the dark didn't move either, the three of them wandered around the market for a long time, as if they really came to visit the market, perfectly using the principle that the enemy can't move but I can't move.
An hour later, they had circled the entire market twice, although they didn't buy anything.
Even a veteran like Berican couldn't help but ask, "What are we here for?" He didn't understand why Chen Xingtian didn't take action yet.
Chen Xingtian glanced at him: "Take away their patience and wait for them to take action first, so that I can use self-defense as a reason."
"...Is this necessary? You don't look like you will be caught by the police. Are you afraid of going to court?" Berican held his forehead.
Chen Xingtian pondered for a moment, then said: "You take care of me."
Berican: "..."
However, in fact, the entire market has been included in his range of perception. Whether it is the gangsters gathering on the ground floor of the building or the assassins hiding in the trash cans, in his eyes they are completely bright and large light sources, and there is nothing at all. Escape.
It seems that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, but in fact, the enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark. If we attack rashly, we will only scare the enemy. It is better to end it all at once. The fighting ability of ordinary people is only that much anyway.
After about ten minutes, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and flew a poisonous needle towards Chen Xingtian, who had walked around to the main entrance of the market for the third time.
"Ding!"
Chen Xingtian raised his hand casually, and the poisonous needle accurately hit his wrist...the watch on his wrist, and then bounced away.
The one who took action was a killer who was hiding in the recycling bin used for dumping garbage at the edge of the market. He was hiding in the trash can containing seafood garbage, and relied on the two holes drilled in the barrel to monitor the outside world.
Unexpectedly, the target avoided his poisonous needle by chance.
Not believing in evil, he shot a poisonous needle again, but Chen Xingtian seemed to have been hit by a stone. He leaned forward and just missed the poisonous needle again.
The killer couldn't bear it anymore. He squatted in the trash can for more than an hour. During this time, people kept pouring garbage on his head. The key was that one of the garbage bags was leaking. The smelly fish juice slipped from his face and gradually fermented.
Chen Xingtian laughed at him a thousand times in his heart. It's not easy to be a killer these days. He even uses poisonous needles. This technology has been outdated since when. He really thought he was an ancient assassin. His evaluation of the Durban gangsters was different. Down a notch.
After a long time, the killer shot the third poisonous needle. After he calculated this shot many times and observed the surrounding situation, there should be no more mistakes, right?
The poisonous needle pierced Chen Xingtian's neck without any defense. If he was hit, the consequences would be disastrous.
This time Chen Xingtian stopped pretending. When the poisonous needle flew 20cm away from his neck, he moved the index and middle fingers of his left hand to instantly clamp it. This scene was a reference to the Fire Cloud Evil God, and it was full of force.
He turned his head to look at the killer's location, shook the silver needle in his hand, and looked at the killer with deep and sharp eyes.
"Oops!" (Afrikaans)
Seeing that he was exposed, the killer stopped hiding, jumped out of the trash can, and rushed towards Chen Xingtian with a dagger, not caring about the danger of Chen Xingtian himself.
"Attention, Scorpion is taking action, Moray Team is ready, keep an eye on him." (Afrikaans) A buzzing sound came from the headset of the killer codenamed Scorpion.
The battle was about to break out. Chen Xingtian instantly pulled Ding Ruomeng behind him. Looking at the approaching killer, he casually picked up a stone scattered on the ground and threw it at the killer. It had a terrifying telepathic power attached to it.
From the killer's point of view, this is an object like a cannonball, and the shock in his eyes is reflected in his eyes. It can be seen from his not-so-professional killer qualities that if he is hit by this thing, he will either die or be injured, at least it will be a comminuted fracture. .
His half-hearted professionalism allowed him to stop at a high speed on the road and use a brick stall to turn. However, even so, it was not enough to completely avoid the range of the entire stone's sensory attack in such a short period of time.
"boom!"
The stone hit the killer's left shoulder, causing a comminuted fracture above the shoulder blade. The person and the stone were thrown five meters away, collapsing four stalls one after another. He collapsed on the ground motionless and lost consciousness.
The surrounding vendors were frightened and did not run away. Instead, they took a wait-and-see attitude. After all, this was not the first time that this happened. Except for those sensitive people who fled after hearing the news, the rest were still somewhat confident. After all, gangsters did not collect protection fees. It was all in vain. It was Chen Xingtian who caused the trouble, not them. The gangsters could not blame them.
However, their expressions on Chen Xingtian were quite playful, with some pity and some gloating. Chen Xingtian didn't care what these people thought. The only killer was solved, and the rest only needed to deal with the main members of the gang.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was a sudden faint vibration on the ground. It was chaotic and chaotic. It seemed that a large number of people were coming. The expressions of the vendors changed. Those guys above had never caused such a battle.
The vendors closest to Chen Xingtian had begun to curse, urging them to leave quickly. There were many derogatory and curse words in their words. The translator translated the words "you are dead", "get as far away as you can", "foreign bastard"... ...There are also various words to greet your eighteen generations of ancestors. Chen Xingtian was stunned for a moment when he heard them. As expected, there are so many vulgar words everywhere.
He slapped the cursing vendor to the ground and looked at the dense crowd pouring out of the building. It was conservatively estimated to number 100 people.
The onlookers finally couldn't help but fled in all directions. It seemed that the seafood market was about to change.
Chen Xingtian narrowed his eyes, turned around and told Berican: "Take Ding Ruomeng and hide at the dock, and I will handle the rest."
Bericon also looked at the black people who were overwhelming the army with serious eyes. He used to only think about beheading and killing the gang boss. He had never imagined such a ridiculous scene, but after seeing Chen Xingtian's fighting power, he no longer wanted to I think it is impossible to fight one against a hundred.
The worries in his heart finally turned into a sigh: "Be careful." With that, he pulled Ding Ruomeng and rushed towards the dock quickly.
Sensing their departure, Chen Xingtian lowered his eyes, because a group of gang members also rushed towards the dock in separate groups.
'Don't let me down. '
Gangs are a stubborn disease that can never be eliminated in capitalist countries. They are a cancer in the city, tools that do dirty work for the capitalists. Their existence is unreasonable, but it is inevitable.
The gangs in Durban formed with the trend of history, but were unable to grow because of the prosperity of Durban. Although they were all crooked, their numbers were huge and they could give Chen Xingtian a lesson.
Finally, Chen Xingtian showed a bright smile. There is a sense of oppression when there are many people. Only in this way can you have fun beating people. Otherwise, what is the use of telekinesis.
The situation is now very clear. The market where Chen Xingtian is located between the pier and the building is bleak and desolate with debris scattered on the ground; the gangsters are downstairs, and everyone has weapons in their hands - steel pipes. , clubs, machetes... everything is available, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
The two form a sharp contrast, and there is quite a tragic feeling of one person fighting against thousands of troops. For details, please refer to "Avengers 4".
At the same time, on the gang side, a commander standing in the crowd asked: "Boss, do you really need to use all your troops to deal with this guy?" He found it unbelievable. In the past, gangs could only use half of them to seek revenge. member, why do you have to use all your strength to deal with one person?
"Don't ask so many questions. Let's take down this kid first, and then go after that old guy Berican..."
"Boom!"
Before the commander could finish speaking, two huge supports flew toward the crowd, knocking over 10 people in an instant. The power was extremely powerful.
The commander's eyes were horrified. He recognized what it was. It was a bracket used to shade the market. Because of the violent sea winds, stone piers were often needed to stabilize the base. But now, this bracket was thrown together with the stone piers. Come over.
Before he could react, Chen Xingtian rushed towards the crowd as if he had lost gravity. The wind of his fists carried the terrifying power of telekinesis, and he punched the most marginalized gang members.
The black man wearing tattered jeans didn't even pay attention to the situation in front of him. He seemed to be bragging to his colleagues. Unexpectedly, the next moment his vision was spinning. What followed was severe pain coming from his ribs, and he was bumping into other people from all directions. Pain that comes together.
Cowboy Lao Hei was suddenly treated as a bowling ball, and he flew backwards, just like the black man who went to arrest Berican and was beaten away. Only this time, Chen Xingtian no longer held back, and used more force than before. Great strength.
In an instant, more than a dozen people fell down. The commander finally reacted and yelled: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Beat him!"
The gang members finally came to their senses and attacked Chen Xingtian brazenly. Immediately, all kinds of sticks, swords and guns took turns, hitting his vital parts, as if they were in a desperate situation in an instant.
The gang members were also fired up, and their strength was amazing. With hundreds of us, we could pile you up to death.
The dense attacks washed away like running water, almost from all directions and without blind spots. Even with such an attack, even if it had three heads and six arms, it would be powerless.
However, Chen Xingtian was unusually calm and rushed in one direction despite the overwhelming attacks, which was where the support was located.
Except for the slightest effort in observing Ding Ruomeng, the remaining 8 points were used for unloading and attacking. Various weapons hitting him were like hitting marshmallows, and the kinetic energy they carried would disappear instantly. Newton called him an expert when he saw it. .
However, Chen Xingtian's punches were like flying dragons riding on the face. One move flew away, and the other punched a big boss.
If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a truck crashing into the crowd and knocking everyone away in the same straight line.
It has to be said that when the number of people reaches a certain level, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes. Even Chen Xingtian was tired of coping. After all, the attack frequency was too fast and he could not use his telekinesis openly, so the beating was very frustrating.
Finally, he reached the position where the bracket was embedded in the wall. He was overjoyed. He picked up the bracket on the ground and swept it in a circle. All the gang members within the radius of the bracket were swept away.
"Lingtian ring sweep!"
Don't worry about whether you hit the right mark or not, just shout it out.
"Crack the ground!"
Chen Xingtian jumped nearly two meters high, swinging the support and slamming it down to the ground. The ground suddenly shook, the floor tiles shattered, and those who were close were knocked unconscious.
"Chaos cloak hammering technique!"
He picked up the part of the stone pier below the support and smashed it randomly. The gravel flew and smoke filled the air. The black people who were hit by the stone pier screamed in agony, which was enough to prove the terrifying power of this thing.
Three sets of combos almost knocked the entire gang's arrogance to the ground. The terrifying power that Chen Xingtian disguised with his telekinesis completely shocked the hearts of everyone present.
At this moment, the two-meter-long bracket is in hand. No weapon is longer than it. The weight of the bracket connected to the stone pier exceeds 100 kilograms. There is no weapon heavier than it. This is a heavy war hammer.
A strong person can barely pick it up, but how can he swing it like Chen Xingtian? If he is hit in the head, he will probably die on the spot.
At this moment, everyone was on guard. Looking at their colleagues who fell to the ground and groaned in pain, their hands and feet were trembling. However, in order to show that they were still trying to deal with Chen Xingtian, they had to keep a distance from him.
So there was a situation like this - everyone was circling around him, but no one dared to take action. It was like a religious sacrifice scene, and the scene looked quite strange.
Chen Xingtian twisted his neck. He no longer cared about whether the crooked melons and jujubes of the people around him posed a threat to him. Instead, he looked up at the gang boss standing on the third floor. Oh, this guy's name is Buck. He smiled and said, "Stop it. It would be bad if all your men were disabled."
At this time, Buck, who was standing on the third floor, was trembling with his hands. He finally knew the reason why person No. 30 had gone and never returned.
The guy in front of him was simply a humanoid tyrannosaurus that was completely unbeatable. He could only pray that the team sent to the dock could capture his companions so that they would have room for maneuver.
