"Very good, gangster, I'm very interested in your combat power. Let's fight well. I'll beat you down, and I will win, you will destroy, if you defeat me, then you will win and enter the next level."

Bugalati: "What? There is another level?"

Gaqiu: "Are you bastard looking down on me? Damn it! A naughty! A fool! Fight me first! White album!"

From the moment Gachu shouted out his substitute name, the temperature in the entire restaurant began to drop sharply, and the ice began to spread around with Gachu as the center. The low temperature in the room caused the air pressure to drop sharply, and the doors and windows began to creak, and water mist filled the entire room.

Whether it was Bugalati or Apaki, they all felt a biting chill.

"The temperature dropped very quickly!" Bugalati looked at the frost that had spread to his feet in shock. When he raised his feet, he found that the soles of his shoes were hard.

Misda took out his pistol and aimed at Gachu, the center of the center, and Apaki also called out the melancholy blues and stood by.

"Bugalati, please give orders!"

Bugalati: "Okay, then let's start!"

"Very good, sexy pistol!"

Misda shot six times in a row, and the bullets hit Gachu's body surface, but only a few ice flowers splashed out.

"Bastard, there seems to be ice around this guy's body!" Misda wanted to change the bullet, but at this time he found that the ice surface had covered him.

"Hiss, it's so cold..."

The ultra-low temperature air conditioner slapped on people, and at this time, what I felt was not only cold, but more pain.

"Melancholy Blues!"

Apaki also launched an attack. His attack was not a physical attack like Mista. If it was just solid ice, it would not be able to stop the melancholy blues of the mind.

"Although my melancholy blues' attack power and speed are not very good, I have received police training and are not an ordinary gangster. I'm going to die, a scum!"

Melancholy Blues kept attacking, and two fists hit Gachu like pounding garlic. The frost condensed by Gachu seemed to have no effect on Melancholy Blues.

But Apaki's expression was not very good, because the feedback brought by the melancholy blues did not hit the soft human body, but hit the hard object, and there was a situation!

Crack! The ice surrounding Gachu was cracking.

Apaki, who couldn't see the situation clearly, wanted Melancholy Blues to retreat first, but it was too late. Gachu in the icy mist grabbed Melancholy Blues' hand and pulled it back, then used his other hand to hammer it at Melancholy Blues' head.

"Bastard! Idiot! Bitch raised! Who asked you to interfere in the battle between me and that kid? Who gave you the courage?"

One punch and one punch fell on the melancholy blues' face, and it fell on Apaki's face. After four or five punches in a row, Apaki felt that he was almost in trouble.

Misda was furious and fired six shots again.

The sexy pistol people shouted: "We must have hit the bullet on that person's forehead, but it's too hard and can't be opened at all!"

"Steel chain finger!"

Bugalati quickly rescued the scene and called out the steel chain finger and flew towards Gachu.

"Your opponent is me, Gachu!"

Gachu didn't listen at all, and prepared to punch him, which made Apaki lose consciousness directly, but the speed was still too slow. During this period, the steel chain fingers had successfully charged to him.

"Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali Ali!"

The steel chain fingers kept vocabulary of unknown meanings, and at the same time, both fists quickly landed on Gachu, like a tireless pile driver.

Gachu was beaten backwards step by step, not caring about the melancholy blues in his hand, so he could only let it go and free up his hands to deal with the steel chain fingers. However, at this time, Gachu's substitute's shortcomings began to be exposed.

The White Album is a substitute that can reduce the surrounding temperature, and can solidify a set of air armor similar to a diving suit around the body of the substitute messenger. It can withstand a very large impact and can also exert strong power by the substitute messenger.

However, due to Gaqiu's reaction speed, his ability to deal with fast attacks was quite weak. After fighting two punches, he could only give up the idea of ​​fighting for fists and could only block his arms on his head to resist the attack.

Although he was in a passive state, he was not in a hurry at all, because the current ambient temperature had broken down to minus 17 degrees Celsius. In the near future, the dethermic disease would defeat the enemy in front of him, and all he needed to do was wait.

"Bastard, my legs are out of control!" Mista said tremblingly, "The temperature is too low!"

Apaki also frowned. His clothes were thicker, which was a habit left by him as a policeman. Melancholy Blues was not afraid of cold, but the problem was that Melancholy Blues could not be the norm.

“Bugalati!”

Now I can only rely on him.

"I see!"

Bugalati made the steel chain fingers speed up the attack rhythm, but no matter how the steel chain fingers move, Gachu was like a stubborn stone, without any wavering.

"Did you rely on low temperature to condense armor on your body to fight?"

Bugalati had a countermeasure in his mind: "It's your bad luck to meet me today, because I'm not afraid of your armor at all, it means nothing in front of me!"

"Steel chain finger!"

The blue stand-in nodded, and then quickly opened two zippers on Gachu's arm armor. As Bugalati's ability continued to be activated, the zippers were automatically pulled open, revealing the fragile body inside.

"Has no one told you that you need to understand your opponent's substitute abilities and then start a war?"

Dongdong! After two fists, Gachu's arm broke in two days.

"What? It hurts so much! Damn it, my armour has been exposed but it has not continued to condense?"

Bugalati smiled and explained: "Because the object cut by my zipper is not really broken, it is just a real illusion caused by ability!"

"Bastard, what's going on? You cheater!"

Gaqiu was angry and increased the output of the air conditioner. The sharp cold air made the other three people present no longer feel the end of their limbs. At this speed, in a few minutes, they would become several ice sculptures here.

But Bugala had already prepared something in advance, and the steel chain fingers came to Gachu's side in the blink of an eye.

"Do you still have to fight back? Then the next one that is blown away is your head, steel chain fingers!"

"Ali!"

With the steel chain's finger punched, the protective suit on Gachu's head was opened, and then Gachu's head was pulled out with one hand by the steel chain's finger, and the other fist was placed on Gachu's face.

"Hmph! It's so unlucky!" Gaqiu stopped his ability helplessly.

Bugalati moved his numb limbs for a while, and then he realized that his skin had become hard, and waves of pain and itchy sensations came from his body, like countless little bugs were eating.

But he was not in the mood to care about this now, but asked with Gachu's neck, "Are you planning to send another person out? Gachu has failed!"

There is no way. Although Jiaqiu's cold air is almost unsolvable, its range is too short to kill the target instantly. Another ability is that it is tightly restrained by the fingers of the steel chain. It is already very decent to be able to beat this result.

"Really, I didn't expect your ability to restrain Gachu so much. This can only be said to be a mistake in my work. I'm sorry, Gachu."

Another strange voice came from the mirror fragments on the ground, and he continued, "Bugalati, since you defeated Gachu, then this is the best test for you. Do you want your partner to survive? Come on this mirror fragment!"

Suddenly, fragments of a mirror floated up from the ground.

"How about it, dare you?"

Apaki and Misda: "Bugalati, don't go there!"

Bugalati smiled indifferently, then knocked Gachu out with one knife, handed him to the other two, and said, "Then I'll go!"

“Bugalati!”

Bugalati stood next to the mirror without saying a word. Through the flat mirror, he could see that in the mirror, a strange man was staring at him.

"I admire your courage, Bugalati, come here!"

The man opposite, he activated his ability and pulled Bugalati into the mirror.

"I have a problem..."

"you say."

"Why don't you look panicked at all?"

Bugalati: "Because panic is useless emotion, and I won't panic either."

"Can you tell me why?"

"I don't think you want to kill me..."

Iruso: "Hmph, that's just because we have hostages in your hands."

Bugalati: "No, after you said this, I'm even more sure that you didn't come to kill us, right?

A unknown novice gangster has never left Naples and has never fought many tough battles. Why is it worth assassinating troops coming to assassinate themselves?

And why do you also tell me that my two teammates are still alive? What reason do you have to keep their lives?

There is only one truth. You don’t want to kill us, but have other requests. Now that I’m here, you can tell me!"

Slap! Risuit clapped his hands and walked out from another place in the mirror space.

He said with praise: "Your speculation is not wrong, we really don't plan to kill you."

"Is that true? So what is your purpose? I am bluntly speaking, your behavior is not like assassination, but more like a test, what is it for? Is it the organization testing our loyalty?"

Risut: "Stop being funny. Although we do pretend to be assassinating you, we have never said a lie, Bugalati, now we are going to overthrow the dark rule of Diapolo, and what do you say?"
Chapter completed!