I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

"Brother Long" saw this scene, his originally calm expression became quite gloomy, but he is a person who has seen the world after all, while shouting to boost morale, he winked at the green-haired confidant beside him, and moved his hands Touch the inside of the windbreaker.

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Main World 3: Chapter 256 Chapter 240 Don't shoot!My own people!

"Don't be afraid!"

"Go together!"

"Fuck this Shabi's XX!"

"Boy! Don't run! I'll screw your head off!"

The order of "Brother Long" received enthusiastic response from the thugs, but although most of the quite experienced old gangsters shouted loudly, they deliberately slowed down a few beats with their feet very wisely, and some even just waved the flag and shouted outside .

Almost all of them just spend every day with the mentality of passing by, drunk today, and worrying about tomorrow, wanting them to be like well-trained soldiers, and they are not afraid of death. nonsense.

If you win, you don’t necessarily get any rewards. If you lose, you can get reimbursed for medical expenses, which is considered kind of the boss. From their point of view, they just got called by their big brother to help them out. Yes, there is really no need to risk yourself.

In the end, there seemed to be a mighty thirty-odd people. Only the seven or eight idiots who had joined the group recently and were eager to show off were wielding baseball bats or various knives indiscriminately.

Seeing this scene, Zaimuza became even more convinced of his previous judgment. Although the gang in front of him seemed to have a large number of people, in terms of combat effectiveness, they might not be as good as the lowest-level kobolds in Azeroth.

"A bunch of bastards, the children of Stratholme are braver than you!"

Said a taunting words that made the other party puzzled, Cai Muzuo raised his right hand, and easily hit the wrist of the enemy who was rushing forward with his stick, then slapped the opponent's waist severely, and finally kicked him away .

At this time, the support of several other young thugs finally arrived, and a scuffle started with Zai Muzao.

But these gangsters were soon surprised to find that the other party was like a martial arts master in those movies or a superhero in comics. No matter how hard they slashed, it was difficult to touch even a piece of Caimuzuo's clothes.

Even if he launched a sneak attack from his back, Zaimuza could avoid or block in advance as if he had eyes.

But if the opponent doesn't make a move, that's all. If he makes a move, one of his side will lose his fighting power.

The agile movement and quick, accurate and ruthless stick technique made Zaimuzao look like a nimble brown bear. In less than a minute, there was only the last of these thugs rushing forward.

The last lucky one was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, panting constantly, and his hands holding the club were constantly shaking.

Stabbing people is actually a physical activity. When stabbing, you must have enough force to ensure the lethality, and if you don't have the appropriate force and force skills, it will consume more physical strength. In practice, it is more powerful than punching People are even more tiring, and he has dropped out of school for three years, his body has long been hollowed out by pornography, gambling and drugs, so he is naturally tired and out of breath.

"monster!"

In the end, this lucky guy couldn't bear the pressure, and after a roar, he dropped his weapon and fled back in a hurry, while the other old fritters also retreated one after another to make way for him.

Brother Long, who was watching secretly from behind, couldn't help cursing the monster in his heart.

He couldn't help recalling what he had seen and heard when he was young and a little pony. He was also incredibly agile. He once wiped out all the local bosses in Chiba City, and only a few people survived. And it was this crisis, It was only then that he was favored by those big shots and became one of the new local snakes.

As for the final outcome of the expert, he was sent by the big men, and a dozen gunmen who had ambushed indiscriminately shot into a hornet's nest.

So without hesitation, he took out the pistol he had prepared, opened the safety and loaded the bullet.

On the other side, Cai Muzuo sneered, and was about to catch up, but he didn't want a strong palpitation to suddenly appear, and the sense of danger that hadn't appeared for a long time came online again, making him bend down instinctively and roll forward, and then he felt something Something rubbed against his own scalp and flew past.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gunshot from not far away, and the lucky man who had escaped turned into an unlucky guy, clutching his chest and falling to the ground.

Zaimuzuo caught a glimpse of "Brother Long" aiming at the gun, his eyes froze, and he immediately chose to rush towards the thugs in a zigzag way, using the crowd to block the opponent's aiming sight, betting that the opponent would not shoot rashly.

But he seemed to have underestimated the courage of this "Brother Long", and the other party fired one after another without hesitation, and immediately, blood spattered from the thug's hands, and wailed everywhere.

The morale of the old fritters who were backstabbed by their boss instantly dropped to zero, and they rioted.

"Don't shoot! Your own!"

"My own people, hit Nima!"

Some people were cursing or begging, hoping that "Brother Long" would stop, and those who were the smartest chose to lie down on the ground immediately, holding their heads in their hands to show that they were not threatening.

Timuzuo also turned a blind eye to these people and didn't bother to pay attention.

As for those who ran away in a panic, they became the human bunkers of Zai Muzuo close to "Brother Long". Although these bunkers could not completely block the bullets, they were enough.

"Brother Long" who was shooting didn't care about his subordinates' begging for mercy. In his opinion, these low-level gangsters came and went as soon as they were called.

But he couldn't help but pay attention to Zai Muzao's ghostly body, approaching him at a very fast speed.

"Brother Long" calmly aimed at the beginning, and gradually evolved into constantly pulling the trigger, hoping to use the rate of fire to make up for the mania of accuracy, and finally turned into fear after the "click" of the pistol.

Because according to the usual practice, this kind of group fight with the meaning of negotiation is mostly impossible to fight. After all, most gangs are unwilling to let others take advantage of each other. During the negotiations, the pistol was only carried for the purpose of suppressing the formation as usual, so there was no spare magazine.

"Block him! Otherwise we're all going to die!"

"Brother Long" roared at his confidants.

The four people headed by the young man with the green hair and nose ring are all old people who have followed "Brother Long" for many years.

Anyway, according to their observations, although this mysterious stunned young man was highly skilled in martial arts, he kept his hands everywhere. At most, he was broken into a bone and went to the hospital to lie down for a while, so they gritted their teeth and rushed towards the wooden seat with a machete.

These people are real outlaws, and there is some tricks in their coordination. Two of them rushed to the wood seat, and the other two were ready to outflank.

But for Zaimoza, who had absorbed the soul fragments of the orc sword master, their movements were still too slow, and their formation was still full of loopholes.

"Since they want to put me to death, why should I hold back! A tooth for a tooth! Blood for blood!!"

Smelling the bloody smell wafting in the air, and seeing the ferocious expressions of the four outlaws, Zaimuza felt as if something had been activated in his brain, and his face gradually became ferocious.

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Main World 3 : Chapter 257 Chapter 240 [-] The dead are more useful than the living

In an instant, a desperado who was preparing to attack on the far left suddenly felt a palpitation, and felt that something was wrong. He quickly observed the enemy's movements, and saw Cai Muzuo smiling at himself, with a red light flashing in his eyes, and said secretly. good.

But before he could react, it was as if his soul had been hooked out of him suddenly, and he froze on the spot all of a sudden, entering a trance state.

This is exactly the ability Zaimuko inherited from the Dread Demon King except for the evil energy, hypnotism.

But just like the evil energy that can only emit small flames, the hypnotism that was able to put a small team of elite guards into a deep sleep in the palace hall has also been weakened in this world. The target can't be too far away, otherwise he can shoot as early as when the opponent draws his gun.

"Even so, it's enough!"

Cai Muzuo snorted coldly. After losing one member of combat strength, huge loopholes appeared in the originally loose formation of the outlaws, and his left wing was temporarily safe.

Holding a stick in his right hand, he blocked a machete that was coming diagonally at will. Then, he flipped the stick and pushed lightly, controlling the direction of the opponent's machete and slashing towards another outlaw, which immediately made the latter flustered for a while. A lazy donkey narrowly escaped by rolling around.

When he climbed up in embarrassment and was about to yell at his companion, he was horrified to find that his previous companion had fallen down clutching his neck, and Cai Muzuo walked up to him with a butterfly knife that was dripping blood in his left hand, with an indifferent expression on his face looking at him.

He wanted to fight back in a panic, but his machete was also easily picked up by Cai Muzuo, and then wiped his neck with a look of horror.

This time, among the four thugs, only the green-haired young man with a nose ring who was clamoring at the beginning can fight.

Seeing Zai Muzao kill the two of them so easily and still look indifferent as usual, even he who has been responsible for several murders can't help but feel his hands and feet feel cold.

It's not that these so-called desperadoes are not afraid of death, but they just haven't encountered suitable enemies, especially those who are stronger and more ruthless than them.

Under the pressure of terror, the green-haired young man obeyed his heart immediately, dropped the machete, and knelt on his knees with a "plop", his once proud head now wishing he could tuck it into his crotch.

"Please…………"

But Cai Muzuo didn't even bother to listen to his words of begging for mercy, he grabbed the weed-like hair, grabbed his head, and suppressed the thought in his heart of wanting to split the whole head off, a bloodstain suddenly appeared between his Adam's apples.

Next, Zai Muzao woke up the hypnotized idiot who looked like a scared fool to outsiders, and then sent him to reunite with the three brothers under the blank eyes of the other party.

In the end, there was only the so-called "Brother Long" left, with a fat face so gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water.

He thought about surrendering and begging for mercy, but who knew that Zaimoza, who was merciful like a superhero in a Hollywood blockbuster before, suddenly became a more cold-blooded executioner than any gangster.

He also thought about running away, just like a little gangster running around after he started shooting, but after thinking about the other party's ghostly body skills, he gave up this idea.

Anyway, sooner or later you're going to die, it's better to die with a bit of backbone.

He simply threw away the loaded pistol, took out a dagger from his shirt, and quickly took off his shirt, revealing several terrifying scars on his body.

"Little bastard, I'm fucking you! My life was picked up 20 years ago! Every day I live is earned! I have earned enough now! Come on!"

As if to embolden himself, and as if he really saw through life and death, Brother Long yelled at Cai Muzuo, and finally took the initiative to charge.

It's a pity that in such a tragic scene, only the two of them and a few corpses were present. All the other punks who were still alive, even the two unlucky ones who were shot in the legs, also exploded with amazing vitality, limping even Get ready to escape from this place of right and wrong.

And the subsequent development of the matter is not so tragic.

As the so-called boxing is afraid of the young and strong, Brother Long, who has not done it himself for many years and is pampered, is actually not as good as those few desperadoes before. Cai Muzuo just swayed, and escaped his decisive blow, and then on his ass With a fierce kick, Brother Long fell hard on the lawn in the park, and fell to the side with the last dagger.

Brother Long coughed twice, wiped off the dirt around his mouth, and struggled to climb towards the dagger, but just when he was about to pick up the dagger and fight again, Cai Muzuo stepped on his outstretched hand, throwing away his last hope. snuff out.

"If you want to kill, you have to cut it quickly! Grandpa, I'm in a hurry... ah!!!"

Brother Long let out a scream like killing a pig, because Cai Muzuo directly nailed his palm to the grass with a dagger,

Looking around, there were nine corpses lying in disorder in the park, among them four outlaws died at the hands of Cai Muzuo, and the other gangsters were buried in Long Ge's random shooting.

As for the other thugs, they had already disappeared without a trace.

"It's trouble, and someone needs to take care of it."

Cai Muzuo sighed, thinking to himself.

Maybe he can defeat or even massacre this gang of social dregs, but he can't stop them from running away. If someone really foolishly calls the police, even if it's just publicizing the incident, it will be a trouble for him.

So he turned his gaze back to Brother Long who was enduring the severe pain on the ground, gave him a death sentence with a reprieve in his heart, and said.

"Can we have a good talk now?"

"You're not going to kill me?"

Brother Long heard the implication, and asked in disbelief.

"I never intended to kill anyone, it was you who forced me to do it."

Cai Muzao lied without changing his expression, before he did have the desire to drive all these people to death, but who knew that those gangsters were so spineless, so he could only force himself to calm down.

"If you have any requirements, you can say."

It's better to die than to live. With the hope of survival, Brother Long is not as stubborn as before. He only hopes that the evil star will finish his terms soon. His hands are still bleeding!

"First, I don't want anyone to talk about what happened tonight. Can you do it?"

"can!"

Brother Long agreed without hesitation, even if Zai Muzuo didn't ask for it, he would issue a gag order when he goes back today, so as not to spread it to the ears of those big shots and doubt his ability to handle affairs.

Cai Muzuo nodded in satisfaction. He didn't even expect that Brother Long would really help him completely conceal these things, as long as he could delay for a while until the promotion ceremony was completed.

"Second, those of your dead brothers, can I use them?"

Although Long Ge was full of doubts about the use of dead people, but at this moment, people are offering swords and I am fish and meat, so he had no choice but to agree.

Now Zai Muzuo is more satisfied, for him, the dead are sometimes more useful than the living.

PS: The high fever is like a downhill, and the low fever is like a throbbing. Now the cough is severe, and the throat is like a knife. Although there are individual differences, I feel that the north is generally more serious than the south, which may be caused by the temperature, especially the humidity. ]q skirt 16 bar 217⑦⑥

Main World 3 : Chapter 258 Chapter 240 Chapter [-] Really Fragrance

"Third, who are you working for?"

Zai Muzao wanted to know the real mastermind behind the scenes, assess the opponent's strength, and decide his own attitude based on this, but this time he didn't get an answer for a long time.

So he took out the butterfly knife again and provoked the opponent's attack.

"There is an old saying in the Heavenly Dynasty, those who know the current affairs are heroes. I just promised not to kill you now, but I didn't promise not to leave some souvenirs. Don't you think that the title of 'One-eyed Dragon' is not much more handsome than your shit 'Brother Long' ? Of course, from an aesthetic point of view, you need to maintain symmetry, so you can still call it 'one ear'? How? Have you considered which ear and eye to keep?"

Seeing the fearful expression in Long Ge's eyes, Cai Muzuo knew that the heat was almost ready, and he just needed to add a little more fuel, and began to use a knife to keep gesticulating on Long Ge's face, showing a cruel smile:

"If these still don't satisfy you, I know some special techniques. I heard that someone survived after being cut more than 800 times. My knife skills are not very good, but if you are willing to cooperate..."

"Enough! I say! You're a fucking demon!"

Brother Long suddenly shouted.

"Thanks for the compliment, you can start telling your story."

Zai Muzuo smiled and pulled out the dagger stuck in the back of Long Ge's hand, and then threw him a bottle of hemostatic powder and a bandage. This was what he had left behind to prevent himself from being injured, but he didn't expect that the enemy would use it first.

"I'm just running errands for the big shots, and only the thinnest of them."

"And how many legs do they have?"

"As many as centipedes!" Brother Long smiled wryly, and then began to describe everything he knew in detail.

"……………………"