After the sound of metal friction, light red dust exploded in the air.
This kind of dust is colorless and odorless, but it is a very restrained thing for hybrids. It is an alchemical chemical called Frigga. After inhaling a certain amount, it mixes with the dragon's blood in the hybrids' bodies.
Produces a special reaction that can lead to fainting or even hallucinations.
Of course, Mai Shutoku cannot be so naive as to think that just three flying knives can cause any obstacles and troubles to the bandaged man who can defeat Angers head-on. As an equally experienced ninja, this is Mai Shutoku's temporary strategy, and of course it must be realized.
This effect also requires superb techniques and skills.
One of the throwing knives carried compressed Frigga dust and a small amount of gunpowder, which Mai Shutoku had always prepared on her body. The first throwing knife he threw was indeed a poor cover-up, but
It doesn't matter, the plan is rough, but as long as it is delayed for a moment, it is enough. The remaining two flying knives were controlled by Mai Shutoku with extremely precise force and timing to create a speed difference, carrying a certain
Frigga's dust and gunpowder flying knives were fired first, and the last flying knife was slightly stronger to ensure that the two could collide in mid-air close to the bandaged man.
This is probably a precision operation that very few people in the world can accomplish. Maybe Sakura, who has the "Yin Flow", can do it, but Mai Shutoku doesn't have the "Yin Flow". She relies entirely on doing it one at a time, thousands of times.
Train until you can fully master the strength, timing, speed of the knife and the difference in quality between the two flying knives. You will not stop until you have trained yourself to be as precise as a machine.
Mai Shutoku was perfect all over, but the only thing she was dissatisfied with was her hands. Although her fingers were slender and long, her fingertips and joints were covered with thick calluses. This was the result of her hard training
The proof is also a trace of her survival that even the world's most advanced skin care products and laser surgery cannot erase.
Mai Shutoku's hand reached into her waist, and when she was about to draw out a few more throwing knives, she glanced at the man with the bandage not far away, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her movements suddenly stopped.
In the diffuse red dust, the bandaged man's candle-like golden pupils were staring at Shutoku Mai, who was several hundred meters away. Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head as if sensing something.
In the smoke of the dust, there seemed to be a figure walking back and forth not far away from her. In fact, with the beast-like intuition of the bandaged man, he should have noticed it long ago, but Frigga's smoke did more or less paralyze him.
part of the senses.
After a few seconds, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Angers, who was sitting next to the wall, had disappeared. Not far from the bandaged man, there was a man in a white shirt, and Angers, who was unconscious, was being carried on his shoulders.
.
To be precise, this man originally wore a white suit outside his shirt, but at this moment the white suit is covering his head. His original intention may be to block the filtering of Frigga's smoke, but the expensive suit
His sleeves were tied up on his face with a naughty little knot, and more of his head was covered, leaving only a pair of sea-blue eyes exposed. He really looked like a wretched gangster.
"Hey, have you discovered it?" The wretched gangster noticed the bandaged man's gaze. He scratched the back of his head subconsciously, but when he raised his hand, Ange almost fell off his shoulder, so he hurriedly went to hold Ange back.
The bandage man's golden pupils stared straight at this guy, even ignoring Angers on his back. Even if he has no reason and consciousness now, any living thing can recognize this guy, even though his face
He was covered, but with his long golden hair, sea-blue eyes, coquettish dress, and offbeat tone, who else could it be besides Pompeii?
"Don't look at me like that. I told you, I'm a man, not a woman, and I'm a man with a straight orientation. It's useless for you to look at me like this." Pompeii said seriously, "This guy behind me is
I'm a pretty good friend. Even though you always complain and ridicule me, eggs are really important to me. You two also had a fight. If you win, I'll admit defeat on behalf of my friend.
Right? For the sake of our friendship for just a few minutes, if you let me take him away, how about you turn a blind eye?"
But the man kept staring at Pompeii with a burning gaze... But logically speaking, he had lost consciousness and only had instincts, and he should have pounced on this noisy man. But the state when fighting Angers was completely different. The bandaged man was just uncharacteristically uncharacteristic.
Watching Pompeii, there was no rush to launch an attack.
"Hey, hey, hey, I've already discussed it with you, right? Let's each take a step back and the world will be brighter. You can't push people to a dead end!" Pompeii looked a little anxious, "Do we have to kill them all? You just
Aren't you afraid of making me anxious? Haven't you heard of a saying? Rabbits will bite when they are anxious..."
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"Longlegs, do you know this guy will come back?" Su Enxi looked at Pompeii who was confronting the bandaged man and asked Mai Shutoku.
"I don't know, I don't know this guy at all. I wouldn't be surprised at all if he abandoned Angers and ran away." Mai Shutoku paused, "The only thing I can feel is that this guy is absolutely not as good as him.
It came out so easy.”
"Can the current head of the Gattuso family be a simple person?" Su Enxi said.
"No, the identity of the head of the Gattuso family is not enough to describe him. I think he is even the most mysterious and hidden member of the Sicilian Mafia family." Mai Shutoku shook her head and lowered her voice and said, "His brother, Gattuso
Compared with him, Frost, the acting head of the Tussot family, looks like a naive child."
"Frost, I have been in contact with the acting head of the family several times." Su Enxi thought for a moment, "He is not as bad as you said, right?"
"It's not that Frost is unbearable, it's that Pompeii is so weird." Mai Shutoku stared at the ridiculous-looking blond man, "I'm starting to look forward to it. Maybe today we will have the opportunity to see it with our own eyes.
See the tip of the iceberg of this man."
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"You've really driven me to a panic, you've really driven me to a panic..." Pompeii suddenly raised his head and shouted in the direction of the roof of a building, "Hero, Heroine, help me, someone is going to kill someone here!"
"
On the roof, Jiude Mai and Su Enxi were stunned.
"What is this guy howling?" Su Enxi was a little confused, "Can you hear me, Long Legs?"
"I'm a ninja, not a superman. I definitely can't hear clearly from this distance." Mai Shutoku's pretty face showed an expression of interest, "But I think it's interesting. This guy knew we were here from the beginning.
It seems that we are also expected to interfere with the following matters. This is not something that can only be explained by our strong insight, right?"
"Has he always known that we were peeping?" As a peeper, Su Enxi felt a strong sense of violation, "Longlegs, do you think this guy's speech spirit is similar to Caesar's 'Scythe Weasel'
Wind attribute? Can you sense our presence?"
"I don't know. It is said that Caesar's speech spirit is inherited from his mother, but I am also very curious about this guy's ability." Mai Shutoku said, "It is said that there are no records of either Cassel Academy or the Gattuso family.
There is information about this guy’s speech spirit.”
"Are you going to try him?" Su Enxi asked.
"No need, we just don't get involved." Mai Shutoku said with interest, "I'm curious about how he wants to solve it."
"It's so indifferent. She's so good-looking, but she's so cold-blooded." Pompeo withdrew his gaze and couldn't help muttering, as if he could really see Mai Shude's face clearly from such a distance, "Not all of them.
Are you asking me to help you send Buddha to the West? If I help you, everything will be fine if I take Anger away. Isn't this a bad situation now?"
What's even weirder is that Pompeo not only seems to be able to see Jiude Mai's face clearly from a few hundred meters away, but even seems to be able to hear the conversation between Jiude Mai and Su Enxi, and "talks" to her unilaterally, his mouth
He kept complaining, but the panic on his face gradually dissipated.
The bandaged man was always staring at Pompeii with eager eyes. The muscles on his body were tense, like a cheetah that was ready to attack and bite the enemy at any time... This man always maintained a fighting posture when facing Pompeii.
, more cautious and vigilant than when he faced Angers.
Pompeii lowered his head and glanced at the watch in his hand. This action was undoubtedly a fatal flaw. With the speed at which the bandaged man fought Angers, the short moment Pompeii lowered his head was enough for him to kill Pompeii several times.
times, but the man did not take the opportunity to take action. The muscles on his body were pulsating, just like a beast showing off its muscles when facing an enemy, as if he was afraid of something.
"Don't look at me looking like I'm doing nothing, but I'm actually quite busy. I don't have time to play around with you all the time." Pompeii looked at the time beating on his watch, as if talking to himself.
, "And my son and the others are coming soon. You know as a father, there are always some private things that you don't want your son to know. When my son and the others come, I can't leave my son and run away."
?But I really don’t want to fight with you, don’t make it difficult for me.”
But no matter how much Pompeii tried to talk to him, the man with the bandage remained unmoved... Maybe this was the real playing the piano to a cow. With the current mental state of the man with the bandage, he simply couldn't understand what Pompeo was talking about.
"We are all fathers, can you please be considerate of me?" Pompeo said in a low voice, "I have said this for the sake of it, are you not willing to give me any face?"
Pompeii sighed. This was definitely the best time, because the moment a person sighs is the moment of discouragement. The entire body is at its weakest defense. At the speed of the bandaged man, this time is enough for him to tear Pompeii's throat.
.
The fighting instinct made him take action. The muscles in his body were tense to the limit, and his eyes were fixed on Pompeii's throat. There was no doubt that he would rush out at the next moment and kill this nagging man with a violent attitude.
man.
However, the next moment, the bandaged man still stopped in place, the muscles on his body trembled at extremely small speeds, and incredible emotions flashed across his golden eyes... There was something that would make a person who had lost consciousness feel
Unbelievable?
Because Pompeii, who had been looking at his watch, happened to raise his head at this moment, and he met the bandaged man's gaze. What should have been a pair of sea-like blue eyes was golden.
Light.
The dazzling golden light was like two dazzling suns. The white suit covering Pompeii's face was blown to the sky. It was as if a gust of wind was blowing from the ground. I don't know where the wind came from. The alley was flying sand and rocks.
"His bloodline is actually so strong!" Even Mai Shutoku was shocked. She stared at Pompeii with her eyes squinted and her brows furrowed unconsciously, as if she was staring at a dazzling light.
The sun cannot be looked directly at.
"This, this, this..." Su Enxi was also shocked, "Chu Zihang only has such oppressive power after his 'fourth degree of violent blood', right? But after Chu Zihang's 'fourth degree of violent blood', his bloodline is close to that of the Dragon King.
, this pretty old boy hides it so deeply!"
"I'm afraid this is not his true strength." Mai Shutoku whispered in a voice that only she could hear, "Pompeii... what on earth is this man."
At this moment, Pompeii was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. There was no playboy frivolity on his face anymore. His face was expressionless, but he seemed to be carrying a majesty. This was an aura possessed only by superiors, and he definitely did not belong to the superiors among human beings.
.
"Go away." Pompeii looked at the bandaged man and spat these words out of his mouth, as if he was holding the Constitution of Heaven in his mouth.
The bandaged man's pupils couldn't stop trembling. It wasn't because he was afraid. It was more irresistible than instinct. It came from the pressure deep in his bloodline, whether it was a mixed race or a pure-blooded dragon.
, Bloodline is the overriding bargaining chip. Since ancient times, the research on bloodline of mixed-race species has never stopped. People call the transition from low bloodline to high bloodline "evolution".
The bloodline displayed by Pompeii at this moment is undoubtedly higher than that of the bandage man... The bandage man defeated Le Angers head-on, and even the old Angers is undoubtedly worthy of the "S" level evaluation, so the bandage man
A man's bloodline is above the "S" level.
What about Pompeii?
What level is it that has once again transcended the bloodline beyond the "S" level?
Are there really such humans in this world?
The majesty displayed by Pompeii at this moment is simply like an ancient dragon!
Huge coercion enveloped the bandaged man, and his golden pupils kept flashing. It seemed that the war-loving instinct and the fear in his blood were fighting fiercely. A stone blown up by the wind hit his temple. He seemed to be
Realizing something, he bit his tongue hard, and most of his bloodline fear was suppressed.
A transparent field unfolded, and the sand, dust and gravel in the field seemed to be still and hovering in mid-air.