Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 150 Brotherhood of the Black Hand
En and others were stunned and stood there stunned. For a moment, seven or eight people said, "Which bastard doesn't want to die!" They all picked up machetes.
"Don't get excited, we can discuss it if we have anything to say." Shen Zhimo's calm and cold voice appeared at the door, holding Karabo's apprentice's junk shotgun in his hand, and pretending to blow away the smoke from the gun. Aubrey and several Blood Ravens
The cousins followed and pounced on them.
Shane said angrily: "Brothers, come on, don't give me face!" The man who caught him cheating said disdainfully: "You have lost face a long time ago, what do you call it. Brothers, come on, don't give me face!"
Aubrey's broadsword intersected with his, and with a clang, the two of them separated. The thief who gave up his assassination skills was simply using his own shortcomings to attack others with his strengths. The Black Hand Brotherhood has been going through life and death all year round, licking blood from the blade, and fighting is still
The experience of group fighting is not inferior to that of the Dark Sunflower Society. Both sides are going back and forth, and the fight is very enjoyable.
The room is small and the crowd is crowded, so it is extremely difficult to perform. We all rely on instinct to fight. At this time, we just rely on everyone's strength and courage.
Aubrey was stabbed in the arm and was about to lose the twenty-pound broadsword in his hand. The one-eyed birdman slashed at him again. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice say: "Abandon the sword and jump back."
." Without thinking, he threw the sword forward and jumped back.
At the same time, fire broke out and a gun rang out. Nothing was left of Shane's originally intact left eye except flesh residue and a black hole, and blood spurted out like an arrow.
After filling up the ammunition, Shen Zhimo completed the second shooting, which was full of pleasure. He only needed to hook his fingers to achieve amazing results, which was very consistent with his character.
"Everyone, I have told you that it is easy to discuss things and don't be impulsive. Have you been baptized? I will send you to heaven for free."
No one dared to say a word. The people in the Dark Sunflower Club stepped back slightly, and the other party no longer pressed forward. They all felt the naked threat of death. They stared at the weapon in his hand with great annoyance. Although this garbage musket only had three
It has a range of ten meters, but at a close range of less than five meters, it is almost completely lethal.
Shen Zhimo loaded the gun again and put the muzzle of the gun against the nearest person's forehead: "Tell me, where is Sidney?" He was 1.86 meters tall and holding a dwarf's short musket. He looked out of place and very
Funny. But no one dares to laugh.
He grabbed the gun with one hand and put the other hand into the pocket of his robe. There was cold pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at a humble ant. He was so domineering that everyone in front of him felt extremely depressed. Sunflower
The members of the association were greatly distressed, and Aubrey thought to himself: "He is indeed the one who can control the situation. If it were me, I don't know what to do this time."
The man who was pointed at the gun was dripping with cold sweat. He even took a few steps back and said loudly: "No, you won't tell me even if you kill me. If you have the guts, just kill me!"
"Fulfill your wish." Shen Zhimo pulled the trigger, and a big hole appeared in the man's forehead, with brains and blood flowing out. Killing someone so calmly was a hundred times more shocking than killing someone in a fierce fight. Especially the blood seemed beautiful.
The flowers splashed in front of their eyes, and then fell to a corpse that was still warm. The hearts of countless people began to collapse. It is said that he was the one who took the seat of the Sheriff with real force and singled out the Griffin Knight. You are sure of it.
Can you avoid his gun?
He moved the gun to the other person's face and smiled: "I'm sorry, my patience is limited."
"Don't kill me, I say, I say everything, Sidney is happy with the girl on the second floor!"
"Click!" There was another sound of the trigger, and everyone's heart beat. Suddenly, the man's eyes turned white, his mind went blank, his crotch was soaked with urine, and he fainted from fright. Shen Zhimo said: "I haven't pretended yet.
As for ammunition, with such a moral character, the Black Hand Brotherhood still dares to violently resist the law and not pay management fees? Do you think the fugitives of the Lawrence Gang are more aware of current affairs, and how much more comfortable they are living now? Aubrey, the old rules, let this gang
The idiots were all sent to hang themselves on the fountain sculpture in the center of Rose Street. Oh, no, no, they are not nobles and cannot enjoy that kind of treatment. Kill them all and bury them on the spot. In the Thorn Bird City area, no matter how big the trouble is, I can suppress it.
Come down."
"Hang yourself on a fountain sculpture? Oh my god, you are members of the Dark Sunflower Society!" someone yelled in a pissed off voice.
Aubrey didn't realize that he was so famous and said with a smile: "Yes, your only glory is to die at the hands of the Dark Sunflower Society."
Chun Shui Street is still so lively, the Xiang Nai Er Tavern is full of singing and dancing, laughter, girls are being welcomed and sent off, counting the increasingly swollen wallets around the waist, no one will notice the bloody crying at the nearby Love Night Tavern
soaring.
All the security guards came to the Love Night Tavern to maintain order. On this night, the Black Hand Brotherhood's influence on Chunshui Street was uprooted. The boss Sidney died tragically, and the remaining men fled in panic.
Starting from this day, the police station will receive handouts every month
It was 20% more than before, and the Thorn Bird City area truly belonged to the surname Shen.
The weather is getting colder and colder, the trees on the street have lost their leaves, the sky is always gloomy, the air is dry, and the temperature is very low. The busy and lively streets in the past have long lost their luster, and migratory birds have flown to the south to spend the winter, and it is cold everywhere
It's a vast area, and when you look across from Qiangwei Street, you often can't find a single pedestrian.
This day is December 6th, and it has been nearly a year since Shen Zhimo came to the eredar world.
A biting cold wind blew in the sky, and heavy snow fell. The entire city of Elida was shrouded in a world of silver. This was the third heavy snowfall since the beginning of winter. The weather was much colder than in previous years. Many farmers and fishermen
, boatmen and craftsmen can only stay at home and wait for the long winter to pass as soon as possible. The Agate River is covered with a thick layer of ice. They wear skates with blades and wrap themselves up like bread to skate on it. This is only done by the aristocratic children.
are leisurely, while ordinary civilians are still working hard to make a living.
There are more beggars lying dead on the roadside than in previous years. The guards huddle in the police station to keep warm and don't even want to go out. There are always a bunch of poor people who can't afford charcoal gathered around the fire in the blacksmith shop, and the shop owners are too embarrassed to drive them away.
, who said this winter is so cold?
Little Mario, the son of the fisherman Mario on Rose Street, braved the wind and snow, walking on the street with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He is a young man of only twenty-two years old, handsome in appearance, tall, burly, and full of youthful vitality.
But he was shivering in the cold wind, like a humble and pitiful stray dog. He only wore a dirty and worn leather jacket. The threads on his elbows and armpits had cracked, revealing his skin that was purple and blue from the cold, and his body was covered with mud.
Extremely embarrassed.
Turning a corner, little Mario stood at the door of the grocery store and lingered for several minutes before pushing the door open. He shook off the snow on his body, stamped his feet vigorously, and then tried to squeeze out a smile. He sat at the counter with trembling lips and warmed his hands.
The man warming himself by the fire said: "Uncle John, the weather is really cold. By the way, can I get a kitchen knife? I will pay it back next spring. I found a good job on Chun Shui Street."
"Oh, it's little Mario, come in and have a cup of hot coffee, see you frozen like this." The grocery store owner greeted warmly.
"Uncle John, I want to get a kitchen knife." Little Mario stood still.
The grocery store owner pulled him to his side and said, "Little Mario, I know everything about your family, and I express my deepest condolences for what happened to you. Alas, they are all evil wolves that eat people without spitting out their bones. Don't be too aggressive."
I’m sad. By the way, what do you want a kitchen knife for? Do you want revenge?”
Little Mario's eyes showed determination: "Uncle John, I want to kill them."
The grocery store owner sighed heavily, sat back on the soft chair cushioned with fur, and said: "You are too naive. It is impossible to complete revenge with a kitchen knife. Have you ever thought about the fact that there are people around the murderer?"
How many guards are there, and how much power does he have? Even if you can appear within a hundred meters around him, it is considered a great thing. You may be arrested and thrown into prison before you even meet him. Little Mario, it is better to give up, there is always a chance
One day they will get their comeuppance."
"Can't... give up!" The young man's eyes burst into flames: "I want their whole family to be punished, let their blood wash away my pain, and let them pay back all the torture they have imposed on me."
John said: "But can you do it? My child, don't let your anger swallow your heart. Listen to your uncle. Only by retaining its wings can the eagle fly over the green mountains. It's better to find a place to be anonymous first, and come back after a while after the limelight subsides.
, there will always be a day of revenge.”
"But I can't wait any longer. Miss Danny's wedding will be held in two days. Uncle John, just give me a kitchen knife and I will never hurt you."
"Your idea is too simple and has no possibility of being realized. I can't harm you."
"I know, but I would rather die than live in this world."
John pondered for a moment and said: "Maybe there is someone who can help you complete your revenge."
"who is it?"
"You go to Qingshi Alley to find Mr. Adam. He is a craftsman who makes musical instruments and is also the legendary liaison. You can tell him what happened to you. Maybe you can do it. I still have twenty silver coins here. You can give them all to Mr. Adam.
, be sure to get his help.”
"Uncle John, thank you."
At dusk, little Mario stood uneasily behind Mr. Adam, looking at the layout of the surrounding buildings from time to time. They did not take the main entrance, but went directly to the second floor from the dark side door. The corridor was deep, and the wall lamps were not lit.
There was a thumping sound on the wooden floor, and the atmosphere was depressing and dull, as if it was leading to the end of hell.