The glass was shattered, countless dust particles were flying in the light, and breathing was heavy.

"Hiss~" The King Cobra lowered its front body and swam toward the window.

The 'Lord' turned his eyes to Yafelona and Phoebe: "Go and let me see your strength."

"Yes!" Yafelona said with a sullen face.

In front of the ‘Lord’, I was betrayed!

Just after receiving the reward, he was betrayed by his subordinates? Incompetent!

She glanced at Phoebe, Don, Gaynor, and Cottey, and her mistress's weakness and sympathy were no longer in her eyes.

"Let's go." She said with a cold face and cold voice.

Gray Mist held a scythe and stared at the four people like a messenger of death, like a ghost escorting prisoners into battle.

Phoebe swallowed, and Tang's whole body became cold. Gaynor and Cortey held each other tightly, squeezing each other's hands.

Following the King Cobra, the five people walked out of the hotel.

The 'Lord' also got up and walked outside. When he passed by Renaldo's bloodstain, he picked up his identity card.

"What a pity." Yang Qinglan said.

"Hmm." He looked at the identity card which had no features at all.

King Cobra's attack was too careless, and a good experimental subject was just gone.

fine--

Li Changzhou put away his identity card and continued walking.

——There are many more out there.

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It's not the superpower battle you imagined. There are gunshots everywhere, firelight splashing, and stray bullets flying.

Calvino and Hurd hid in the dark, did not go to the front line, did not meet, and communicated by phone.

"Reynardo failed." Calvino said solemnly.

"It doesn't matter." Hurd didn't take it to heart at all. "It's just a few more people killed. Yafelona, ​​this bitch, must be killed tonight!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Hurd doesn't care how many people die, as long as there is a "gang initiation ceremony" and he can recruit as many subordinates who can work hard.

Calvino's "torture" is far inferior to his counterpart in this regard.

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Rhoda hid in the alley, breathing heavily.

He is a member of the mafia. He only started practicing gun training a month ago. Today is his first actual combat.

Hearing the sound of his teammate's Browning pistol, he hurriedly leaned forward, fired two shots quickly, and then hurried back.

The enemy was the "Camorra" of Naples, but he had no idea where the enemy was or how many people there were.

No more bullets.

He took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and reloaded with trembling hands.

"Calm down, calm down, Rhoda! You're fine!" He comforted himself in a low voice while changing the bullet.

Holding the pistol tightly, he decided to see where the target was before shooting!

Everyone's bullets have special markings. As long as you are shot once, you will get 10,000 euros. If you kill one person, you will get 100,000 euros!

Roda slowly poked her head out, and in front of her was a small square. Between the black and white floor tiles, unknown trees were full of flowers. Bullets grazed it, and flowers fell like rain.

The lights were dim, and the bullets' flames were brighter than them.

Rhoda's eyes slowly swept around, trying to find the enemy.

"Hiss~"

The trembling of the hands and the beating of the drum stopped as if frozen.

Rhoda looked at the soles of his feet, and a thick shadow slowly rose from behind, covering him.

The moment he wanted to turn his head, his vision fell into darkness, and all light, color, and sound were completely extinguished.

A large amount of bright red blood spattered to every corner around like a rainstorm, staining the petals that were shot away by bullets, making the night even more seductive.

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The battle only lasted five minutes. The opponent had a large number of people and was well hidden. However, in front of King Cobra's highest-definition thermal imaging, the difficulty was equivalent to playing hide-and-seek in a classroom.

Several players were directly beaten into blood balloons by its 12 points of speed, 11 points of strength, and unexpected sneak attack.

Yaferona's gray mist was like a butcher walking into the chicken coop with a butcher's knife. When the sickle passed by, the remains of limbs and arms were broken, and the internal organs were washed away.

Any ordinary person with a gun (including some players) is like corn on the stalk in front of the gray fog, and they can break it off however they want.

There were no casualties either.

Kotai and Don are dead.

The reason why Phoebe and Gaynor were able to survive was because they had no fighting ability and were not forced to fight by Yaferona.

Yaferona's gray mist lost six lines.

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"erda!"

Hurd cursed in a low voice and retreated under the cover of his men.

He never imagined that so many people and so many guns could not kill Yafelona!

The players are strong, but when faced with a large number of guns, unless they have skills like telekinesis shield, they can only pick up their butts and run away like a dog.

If you fail to dodge even once, you will either be seriously injured or die.

Yafelona's group of gray mist men are not afraid of bullets, of course he knows that, but Yafelona herself is no different from ordinary people, and he also knows this!

He failed, and now he has no choice but to escape. His instinct is to "join the gang", and he is no different from ordinary people.

"Hurd." Two figures suddenly walked out of the alley ahead and blocked the way.

Hurd's heart skipped a beat and his eyes narrowed.

"Calvino." He looked at the other person and licked his dry lips.

"There's something I want to talk to you about." Calvino has a strong figure, but his eyes are as sharp as a thin man's.

"Of course, but how about leaving here first?" Hurd's expression was calm, his eyes calm and calm.

The men walked up to him silently and protected him.

Calvino glanced at these people.

"ah!

"A scream that ripped apart the throat.

These people collapsed instantly, the veins near their temples were as thick as earthworms, and they scratched their necks with their fingers, leaving bloody traces.

Within a second, several people's entire bodies were wet with sweat.

Calvino looked away and looked at Hurd. Hurd subconsciously stepped back, but the men at his feet were still screaming.

One of them violently knocked his head against the steps, killing himself alive.

This was not the most terrifying thing. When the other people saw that he was dead, they actually showed expressions of relief and banged their heads against the steps.

Worried that they were not dead, these people used great strength. When the blood flowed down the steps, it washed away like rain.

"I heard," Calvino said, turning a blind eye to the tragedy on the ground, "that as long as you are included in the 'gang initiation ceremony'."

Hurd's face was sullen, he understood what Calvillo meant.

"Your purpose tonight is not Yafelona at all, but me, right?"

"Both of you are," Calvino couldn't restrain his expression and showed a proud and arrogant smile, "but you are more important than her."

As long as Hurd is conquered, it is equivalent to him having a "gang initiation ceremony", coupled with his own "torture"... Calvino doesn't know, who else can't be conquered by him?

Not the cardinal, not the nuns, not the pope!

"Hurd," Calvino breathed out a hot breath, barely pulling back the emotion of being about to go berserk, "as long as you swear to me, you will always be the deputy chief and my most trusted family member."

"...Yes, you will be my most trusted family member."

Looking at the smile that slowly appeared on Hurd's face, Calvino felt a chill in his heart for no reason. How did the other person's way of controlling his emotions look so similar to his own?

boom!

Calvino was suddenly subdued and his face was pressed to the ground.

The one who took action was his most trusted subordinate, Gregory.
To be continued...