Chapter 499 is quite beautiful (please vote for the big chapter)
"Today, I am going to kill this old guy. If any of you want to come up, please come up together."
In the empty courtyard, a tall man with brown hair shouted loudly.
In front of this strong man were a group of young men wearing gray training uniforms lying on the ground.
The corners of their mouths were more or less stained with blood, and they looked at the burly man with fear and surprise on their faces.
Behind these young men was a middle-earth man who looked to be in his fifties and half lying on the ground.
The man's body was already covered in blood. He gasped hard and tried to lift his body up from the ground, but he tried several times and failed.
Behind him were some young people huddled in the corner.
They were obviously frightened by this scene, and their eyes were filled with fear.
"Old guy, aren't your Middle-earth martial arts skills amazing?"
The burly man laughed ferociously and kicked away a young man lying next to him.
The young man flew out and hit the old man.
The old man quickly reached out his hand and caught the flying young man to prevent him from hitting the wall.
And when he made this move, he was carried away by the young man and flew out, slamming into the wall.
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"master."
The young man raised his body with difficulty and asked with concern.
"I'm fine."
The old man shook his head and wiped the blood from his mouth.
He raised his head and looked at the burly man, "Alero, you were the one who came to play and was defeated by me. I didn't hurt you at all, so why did you rush to kill them all?"
"Did I kill them all?"
Allero laughed and said, he kicked a young man on the side again, and kicked the young man out, "I just came here to prove that you are a waste, and these disciples you taught are also waste, your Middle-earth
Martial arts are also useless, and everything you have is useless."
He walked towards the old man step by step, "I will kill you, then kill your beloved disciples, and place your heads in front of my martial arts hall to wash away my previous shame."
He casually picked up a stone on the ground and crushed it into pieces. "Look, your skills are inferior to others. You can't beat me. Isn't this enough to prove that you are all useless?"
"Alero, I don't know where your power comes from, but you have to think clearly, no matter what secret recipe you use, you will have to bear the consequences of the sudden power."
The old man said hoarsely.
At the same time, a young man lying on the ground standing behind Allero secretly took out his mobile phone.
The next second, a palm covered his field of vision, and then suddenly grabbed the phone in his hand.
Allero smiled and looked around, then crushed the phone to pieces. As the glass shards slipped from his fingertips, he chuckled,
"If I see any of you making small moves to find the military police again, I will crush his forehead like this."
His voice was hoarse and a little crazy.
The young people on the ground were all restrained by his momentum and did not dare to move.
"Look," he sneered, "do you have any problem with me calling you trash?"
He turned his face away and leaned against the young man nearest him, his forehead almost touching the young man's forehead.
"I'm going to kill you soon, do you dare to say a word?"
His smile grew wider and wider, looking at the silent courtyard, "Do you dare to make a sound?"
He kicked another young man at his feet away. This time he did not kick towards the old man, but towards the iron gate of the yard.
With a loud noise, the closed iron door was slammed open.
He laughed ferociously, "Who else?!"
drop--
A shrill alarm sounded from behind him.
"Battery is low, please charge."
He turned his head suddenly and saw a middle-earth boy who looked like a student wearing simple clothes and carrying a black schoolbag. He was holding a mobile phone and staring blankly at the situation in the yard.
"There is another one who is not afraid of death,"
He jumped up and jumped more than ten meters in an instant, landing near the door.
"Stop, that's not it!"
The old man leaning against the courtyard wall shouted quickly.
However, Allero had already walked to the door at this moment, looking at the young man with a ferocious smile, "Then I'll break your neck first!"
He waved his hands and grasped, and as soon as he grabbed it, there was a violent whistling sound in the air as his fingertips passed through the gas.
He Ao glanced at this man blankly.
He just came to ask for directions.
Although he was confused, his reaction was not slow.
This man obviously killed him directly.
He took out the black pistol directly from his pocket with his free left hand, lifted it up, pressed it, and lifted it again.
Under the action of inertia, the sleeve and the gun body were misaligned and then restored, loading the bullet.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that the man didn't see his movements clearly. Then he raised the pistol and aimed it between the man's eyebrows.
Sir, times have changed.
boom--
Bright red blood sputtered on the back of the man's head.
The man who lost strength fell forward, and He Ao took the opportunity to move to one side.
With a muffled sound, the man's body fell to the ground.
The entire courtyard was silent for an instant, and the labored breathing of the injured could be heard quietly.
He Ao had just deliberately blocked the action of loading with one hand with his body, so in most people's eyes, it was this young boy who looked like a young student who nervously raised the gun, and then with a bang, he blew up the aggressive man.
Head.
But even so, this contrast is enough to shock everyone.
After all, the boy with the schoolbag looks like a good, law-abiding kid who won't cause trouble.
After a while, the old man leaning against the wall realized what he was doing and asked a disciple to bring He Ao in.
"Hello, I'm just here to ask for directions."
He Ao looked at the old man with some restraint. He still held the pistol that killed the man in his hand. People around him looked at him and moved away. The injured people on the ground also looked at him nervously, "Excuse me, Chengde
How to get to the martial arts school?”
He spoke Chinese dialect.
"This is the Chengde Martial Arts School."
The old man stood up with difficulty with the help of his disciples. He covered his mouth and coughed, then glanced at the blood in his hands, raised his head and took a careful look at He Ao, and then at the pistol in He Ao's hand.
He seemed to realize something and asked softly, "Are you Ye Cheng's nephew?"
Ye Cheng is Li Le's pseudonym, the name of the protagonist he randomly found from a novel.
"Well," He Ao nodded, "Are you Uncle Hong Long?"
Then he hesitated and said, "You are a little older than I thought."
"Hahaha," Hong Long laughed when he heard this, "Ye Cheng and I have been friends for many years. I only came to Xitu in my late middle age."
He signaled the disciples who could still move to contact the vehicle and the hospital, and sent all the injured disciples on the ground to the hospital. Then he turned back and looked at He Ao, "I'm sorry, something happened in the hall today, and I scared you."
"it's okay no problem."
He Ao waved his hand when he picked up the gun, making the person next to him take two steps back in fright. He glanced at the blood on Hong Long's body and asked carefully, "How are you injured?"
"A little skin injury," Hong Long smiled and shook his head, "My apprentice has contacted the doctor at the nearby hospital. An ambulance will be here shortly. It will be fine after a while."
Then he looked at the guy in He Ao's hand, "What's your gun?"
"Oh," He Ao seemed to have just realized it. He opened the safety first, ejected the magazine, and unloaded the gun. His movements were not considered skillful, but they were not unfamiliar either.
"Uncle Ye Cheng gave this to me. He said that people don't check this much here. It can be used for self-defense. I often play games with shooting functions, so I use a few guns."
Hong Long smiled and nodded without saying anything.
He invited He Ao into the back room.
In the hall of the back room, there is a plaque that says "Chengde Martial Arts Hall". The plaque is written in three languages. The top is Chinese, then Tiya, and the bottom is not recognized by He Ao. It should be Ruodan Republic.
native language.
"Uncle Hong Long, why is this sign hanging so far inside?"
He Ao looked around and asked softly.
"This place is not very friendly to us Chinese people," Hong Long was helped to sit on a chair.
"Especially those who teach local martial arts feel that we are here to steal their jobs. They often come here to kick the gym and try to disrupt our business and drive us away. Therefore, our place is not officially open yet. We are currently just relying on friends' introductions.
Recruit some disciples.
"But those newly recruited disciples, Alero, were sent away by me when he first arrived today. Now the ones left in the courtyard are disciples who have been with me for many years, and some of them came from other countries."
Speaking of this, he sighed a little.
Even though I feel bad about the injuries to these disciples, I also feel bad about the negative effects caused by frequent gymnastics.
There was such a serious bloodshed here today. I am afraid that some of the students who originally signed up may not dare to come again.
"But think on the bright side," Hong Long smiled, "When we build a good reputation, business will be easy to do."
Then he sighed again, "But in the past, when I came to play in the gym, they always followed the instructions. They would not hurt anyone, and they would not be so cruel. I didn't kill them either..."
After all, times have changed now, and it is no longer an era of casual killing. Even though the situation in the Ruodan Republic has been turbulent recently, there is still basic order.
After hearing this sentence, He Ao fell into a brief thought.
The man he killed just now was obviously an extraordinary person, or an extraordinary person who had just awakened not long ago.
But something is wrong with the other party's state. It is obvious that he has not controlled his own power well and has a tendency to go crazy.
Judging from the information He Aozi saw in the research institute, the state of newly awakened extraordinary beings in the main world is generally relatively stable, unlike in the copy world, where they will lose control as soon as they step onto the path of extraordinary beings.
risks of.
The world is undergoing some changes.
On the way over, Yang De once sent He Ao some information about the location where the ruins passage was opened.
It was mentioned among them that at the location where the ruins passage is about to open, the concentration of extraordinary energy will be higher than that of the outside world, making it easier for extraordinary people to awaken nearby and for weird things to occur.
It looks like the power of the ruins is leaking along this channel.
Therefore, the current concentration of extraordinary energy in Ellen City should be higher than that of the outside world.
But as the concentration of extraordinary energy in the entire world increases, Ellen City at this moment may not be the future of the main world.
He Ao raised his head and chatted with Hong Long about other things. Hong Long also told He Ao where the room he had arranged for He Ao was.
While He Ao and Hong Long were chatting, ambulances and military police also arrived.
The Republic of Jordan did not have police officers during the Kingdom Era. The position of police officer was added after the Republic Era, but they only performed some municipal management and road traffic work. Important cases were basically investigated and maintained by the military police.
After the military police arrived at the scene, they first asked about He Ao, Hong Long and the surrounding disciples. With the testimony of many people, it was proved that Allero had indeed committed intentional harm at that time.
Then Hong Long took the leaders of the military police and chatted alone for a while.
Then the chief of the military police came back with his pockets bulging.
These gendarmes all speak Tia. After this 'alone chat', their attitudes have obviously changed a lot, and they even chatted with He Ao for a while while cleaning up.
During the chat with these military policemen, He Ao learned that Allero himself had no background. He only had a small martial arts school with no business at all, and all he did was odd jobs and errands. In a nutshell, he was an underground thug.
He is often hired by large martial arts gyms to take on jobs like kicking the gym, or going to certain places to destroy other people's venues and collect some protection money.
These military policemen are also very familiar with Allero. After this guy was beaten out by Hong Long last time, the surrounding martial arts schools felt that he was really not good enough and did not hire him. It is said that he did not even receive full compensation.
He didn't dare to be angry at those big martial arts schools, so he could only resent Hong Long, which led to what happened today.
Finally, the gendarmes issued a verbal warning to Ho Ao, asking him to find a time to apply for a new gun license, and then left with Allero's body.
Most of the wounded in the yard were taken away, and even Hong Long got into the ambulance.
"While I'm in the hospital, please help me take care of the martial arts studio."
Hong Long, who was sitting in the ambulance, said slowly, "After what happened, there should be nothing going on in the martial arts school recently. I just want to pay attention to the thieves nearby. I want to trouble you."
Most of Hong Long's disciples who could fight were injured, and the only ones left were some staff employed by the martial arts school, and some disciples who were not very strong and did not play. These disciples were from nearby and had to go home at night.
.
"It's okay," He Ao shook his head, "I originally wanted to live here, but you have spent so much money on me."
"Don't say that," Hong Long said quickly, "Without you, we might all have died here today."
After some pleasantries, the ambulance drove away slowly.
The whole yard became deserted again.
He Ao knew that Hong Long had probably guessed his possible identity, so he had been covering for him.
After all, Hong Long guessed Li Le's identity. It was not difficult to follow this link.
It's just that Hong Long has not entered the extraordinary world, and he probably doesn't know the existence of the institute, so he probably just thought they were people from a special department.
But He Ao didn't want to hide it. He always needs someone who is familiar with the local situation to cooperate with him here.
For example, he couldn't 'chat alone'. The local military police were not familiar with him and would not 'chat' with him rashly.
The remaining disciples began to clean up and clean up the blood stains, which was arranged by Hong Long.
He Ao walked into the house and was about to see the room Hong Long had prepared for him.
At this time, a disciple hurriedly ran in and shouted a few times tremblingly.
He babbled a lot, but He Ao didn't understand a word.
"Um?"
He Ao turned around and took out his mobile phone, opened the translation software, "Speak slowly."
"Little Master, someone comes to kick the gym again!!!"
The disciple's voice was trembling, and he seemed a little afraid of He Ao.
"Um?"
He Ao was stunned, it's endless, right?
He asked softly, "What kind?"
After hearing this question, the disciple thought for a moment and answered quickly,
