The bandaged man was obviously stimulated by the video on Pompeii's cell phone, and his emotions fluctuated extremely violently.
"Odin... Odin... Odin..." The bandaged man kept chanting the name. His emotions went from confusion to struggle to hatred. His eyes were shining with golden light, as if burning.
The flame of revenge.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Pompeii looked at the expression and state of the bandaged man with great interest, as if an observer had handed a piece of bloody meat to a beast, wondering whether it would feast on it or be aroused by the smell of blood.
anger.
The bandaged man was finally angered, his hand flashed like a phantom, and he slapped Pompeii's cell phone hard.
The phone flew far away and hit the corner of the wall hard. With a "pop" sound, the entire cover fell apart and the motherboard popped out. After a burst of electric sparks, billowing black smoke came out.
"???" Pompeo stared at his phone that was photographed with his eyes wide open. He was completely stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.
He was just playing with fire when he was in the mood, but he didn't expect that the consequence would be a heroic "sacrifice" of his precious mobile phone.
It’s not that the price of a mobile phone is too expensive for the head of the Gattuso family, but the contents of this mobile phone... those precious and top-secret information about various hybrid organizations, powerful weapon research and the suffering of dragons.
The secret is not what worries him the most. What worries Pompeo the most is the photos with his girlfriends and the chat records!
Once those records are gone, God knows how many beautiful girls he has not gone on dates with. It is normal for Pompeo to remember too many girlfriends. The key is that if those girls come to him later, Pompeo, who has no chat records, even has
Maybe he can't tell who is who. For example, he can't possibly talk to Anne from North America about the scenery of the Arctic that he and Kate have seen, right?
If it was just the shell or something that was broken, it wouldn't matter. Pompeo's technicians restored the data in minutes, but the motherboard was burned...
"Holy shit!" Even with Pompey's determination, he couldn't help but utter a curse word. He looked at his phone, which had been smashed into pieces and could not be saved, and then looked at the instigator, "I mean, brother, you
If you have any grudges with Odin, can you tell it to Odin himself? My mobile phone is innocent! This is just a video of Odin. Do you know what a video is? If you destroy the video, you will
You have lost your temper, you are called incompetent and furious, do you know that?"
Pompeii was really angry. He knew that Odin's video would make this guy angry, but he didn't expect that this guy would vent his anger on his mobile phone!
"It hurts, it really hurts! You said you were looking for Odin, and I showed you everything at the bottom of the box. Instead of thanking me, you repaid me with kindness!" Pompeii sighed sadly while complaining to the bandaged man, "I
You treat me as a brother, but you treat me as a punching bag. You said you can use me to vent your anger on, but do you feel a sense of accomplishment if you use my cell phone to vent your anger on? Is it possible that the cell phone was lame and hurt after you beat it and it still screamed for you to hear?
"
But Pompei's complaints obviously didn't work, or in other words, the bandaged man couldn't listen to these words in his current state. He moved his eyes away from the shattered mobile phone, and his eyes fell on the chattering Pompei, with golden
A dangerous light flashed in his pupils.
"No, brother, are you really going to take out your anger on me? Even if you broke my mobile phone, it's not enough? I'm joking with you, I just said this, scene talk, do you understand this is scene talk? Are you taking it seriously?
?" Pompeii looked at the dangerous look in the bandaged man's eyes and backed away while waving his hands, "I don't care about the mobile phone, okay? I won't call the police to arrest you, we have something to discuss, and if you are a cultural person, don't always think about taking action, okay?
?”
The remaining rationality of the bandaged man seemed to have completely disintegrated with the shattering of Pompei's mobile phone. As he retreated, Pompei approached step by step, and the smell of blood on his body seemed to be getting heavier... Pompei made a fatal mistake.
The sight of the bloodthirsty beast retreating is undoubtedly telling the other party that you are just a prey to be slaughtered.
"I am a man, and you are also a man. Don't look at me like a woman with no clothes on, okay? I'm not interested in men!" Pompeo didn't forget to say a few bad words in his mouth. He took a step
He took a step back and muttered, "Do you really want to treat me like this? Do you really want to treat me like this? You will regret it 10,000%!"
Pompeii just said this, but his expression didn't show how scared he was. He didn't know whether he was holding on or relying on something. He clearly didn't regard this dangerous man as a murderous beast, more like
A wild boar was about to go crazy after being angered, and he was the hunter, teasing the wild boar basely while luring him into the prepared trap.
The bandaged man watched Pompeii retreat in sight. At a certain moment, he suddenly pounced on Pompeii. His movements were as fast as a battle-experienced cheetah, and the breath of death rushed towards his face.
"Help, it's killing people, is there anyone to take care of it!" Pompeii burst out with an amazing cry... It didn't sound like he was shouting out of fear, but more like a kid who was playing hide and seek to tease the one who was trying to catch someone.
, and use words such as "Come and catch me quickly" and "You can't catch me" to provoke.
Just when the bandaged man was about to tear Pompeii's throat apart, a dark shadow fell from the sky. Pompeii looked at the shadow's back, with a light between teasing and success in his eyes. This emotion disappeared in a flash.
The black figure seemed to appear out of thin air, arriving in the middle of Pompeii and the bandaged man in an instant... Of course there is no such supernatural thing in this world. This is relying on speed, some kind of extreme quick freezing, to repeatedly slow down the flow of time in the entire world.
Everything seemed to be slowed down, creating the illusion of instantaneous movement.
The black figure and the bandaged man passed each other, and white arcs of light flashed in the void. In just half a second, no one knew what happened. Only Pompeii looked at the two figures, his eyes rolling.
After several rounds, the bandaged man finally retreated several steps, seemingly repelled, and the black figure that suddenly appeared also landed next to Pompeii.
The man shook his arm, and the sharp white light flashed a few times, and a series of blood spots splashed on the ground. In his hand was a small knife for cutting fruit. The blade was not sharp, but it was spotless. The blood on the ground
The point is thrown out from this knife.
This person is Angers. Among Pompeii's old acquaintances, only Angers has such extreme speed... But it's all a coincidence. Pompeii shouted "Help", and Angers appeared at exactly this moment.
, helped him out, as if Pompeii had planned all this.
"Old man, it has to be you, I was almost scared to death, you know!" Pompeii patted his chest and said seriously, "This guy is crazy, he just wanted to kill me!"
"It's not you who provoked others first." Angers glanced at Pompeii, his eyes falling on the bandaged man again.
The look in Ange's eyes was very complicated, with fear, regret, recollection, and nostalgia... It was like a person who should have died long ago saw another person who should have died long ago, and he didn't know what kind of emotions to use.
Come face to face with this "old friend".
How does one lonely ghost get along with another lonely ghost?
"Am I provoking him? Please, I'm just trying to help others, okay?" Pompeo said a little aggrievedly, "He was looking for Odin, so I helped him find Odin. My phone was also damaged, and I didn't even think about it.
He didn’t even think about taking action, but he first thought about killing me!”
Pompeii pointed to the mobile phone in the distance where the corpses were pieced together. Apparently Angers' slander made him more resentful than usual.
The bandaged man looked here, with Angers and Pompeii reflected in his red-gold pupils. On his arm, the gray and hemp-colored bandage had torn open. It was cut open by Angers, and the red blood flowed down his face.
The wounds on his upper arms slowly flowed out.
The wound is not deep, but it is impossible for a normal person not to feel the pain, not to mention that the threat posed by Angers should be fatal, but the man with the bandage does not seem to care about this at all. His eyes flicker between Angers and Pompeii.
Like a hungry beast, thinking about which one to eat first.
"After all, I'm old. My physical strength and speed are not as good as when I was young, and the knife taken out from the fruit shop is not smooth." Angers sighed softly, "If we are forty years younger together, or
The knife I used just now should be able to at least cut through the meridians of the muscles in his hand."
"Then why don't you use your folding knife?" Pompeii asked curiously.
"Are you stupid? My folding knife is fatal to dragons and hybrids, don't you know?" Angers didn't even bother to glance at Pompeii this time, "I can still distinguish between the enemy and my own people, we are
The 'old friend' is just 'crazy', not 'dead', and it doesn't mean he actually killed him."
Ange's folding knife, the tip of which is made of the Philosopher's Stone, can kill enemies even at the Dragon King level. The Philosopher's Stone is the only weapon that can restrain dragons. As long as it touches the blood of dragons, it will
Although it has not been tried to produce deadly poison, researchers from the equipment department analyzed that as long as the tip of the Angers folding knife penetrates the internal organs of a dragon, even the dragon king will die on the spot!
"Oh, then you can use a fruit knife." Pompeii nodded and said, "If it's you, using a fruit knife is enough, right?"
"Not enough?" Unexpectedly, Angers shook his head.
"Not enough?" Pompeo raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you the strongest dragon slayer? With a knife in your hand, you singled out a hybrid who was seriously injured with bare hands. Isn't this a dimensionality reduction attack?"
"Although 'Time Zero' is usually miraculous in single-target combat, it cannot restrain all hybrids." Angers sighed, and he opened his lining collar, "If the opponent's word spirit is also
'Time Zero', this is a game between speed, life and death will only appear in a moment."
Pompeii looked at Angers chest and saw that where he had lifted up his clothes, there was a red mark the size of a fist... There was no doubt that this was an injury he had just suffered.
A few seconds ago, when Angers and the bandaged man fought, Angers cut the man's arm, but the man also left a deep fist mark on Angers' chest... Angers felt that he
My heart is trembling.
How long, how long has it been since we had this feeling of a thin line between life and death? In the past, only when facing dragons with extremely high bloodlines, Ange had this feeling that the blood in his body was heating up. If we go back further, then
It was that old bastard Henkel who used his Wheel of Dawn to leave marks on his body... That was so many years ago. After so many years, there is actually a human being who can make Hilbert Jean Angers
The most powerful dragon slayer in the world was injured.
If there are other people from Kassel College here who hear what Angers said, they will definitely be frightened, because as we all know, Angers is the only owner of "Time Zero" left in the world.
The user of "Zero" is undoubtedly not the honorary pioneer of dragon slaying. This rare word spirit with extremely strong assassination ability, if it is not facing dragons, but switches sides to humans, I am afraid that few people can resist its power.
Bar?
Who can imagine facing an Anger without being killed? Even the super hybrid Uesugi Koshi was defeated.
And this bandaged man, who is also the owner of "Time Zero", actually has the ability to hurt Angers... If this matter spreads to the mixed-race world, it will definitely cause a bloody storm.
However, one of the parties involved, Pompeii, looked like an old god. He even asked Angers out of curiosity: "Is your 'Time Zero' stronger, or his?"
"It's hard to say." Ange frowned slightly, "I haven't seriously interacted with humans in many years. If I hadn't gone to Japan a few days ago to compete with Ahe, I wouldn't even know that I was still fighting with Ahe.
He can't keep up with half the speed of when he was young, and he has almost no consciousness now. His actions are driven by instinct. I don't know if this is his true strength."
"Can't you tell from the fight just now?" Pompeii asked relentlessly, as if he was determined to get an answer.
"That moment just now, just in terms of speed, I was not as good as him." Ange admitted generously.
"Tch, why don't you just say that he is more awesome than you?" Pompeo rolled his eyes, "But it's still quite scary. There is actually someone faster than Hilbert Jean Angers in this world.
of human beings.”
"I said, I am already old. Although they call me the strongest dragon slayer, there are certainly a few monsters stronger than me in this world." Angers said slowly, "But what I said is
I'm not as fast as him, but fighting can't only be judged by speed. In fact, the ultimate Aga released by 'Setsuna' is a little faster than me now, but if it's a fight to the death, it won't be me who dies."
"I understand, I understand, because you are too old. Although time has deprived you of your physical abilities, it has also accumulated considerable combat experience for you, right?" Pompeii said, imitating Angers' tone.
"You understand me very well." Angers smiled and stared at the bandaged man, "Then you should also understand what I am going to say next, right?"