In the highway service area, a convenience store was still open. Lu Mingfei and Caesar walked in and bought a few beef rolls under the guidance of a Mexican aunt. The aunt enthusiastically packed the food for them and joked.
He winked at Caesar.
"Beautiful boy, are you a celebrity?" the aunt said in English with a strong accent.
"No, just an ordinary college student." Caesar nodded gracefully, politely refused Auntie's request for a photo, and walked out of the supermarket with Lu Mingfei carrying the food.
"You go back first, I have something else to do." Caesar handed the beef roll in his hand to Lu Mingfei.
"Boss, what do you want to do?" Lu Mingfei didn't know why.
"Go to the bathroom," Caesar slapped Lu Mingfei angrily: "You take your things back first, I'll be there soon."
Lu Mingfei said oh, and walked towards the truck in the distance with the food, while Caesar quickly walked to the bathroom in the service area, preparing to release his inventory.
"Which one of you is going to deal with that playboy?" On the other side, the four villains who were watching everything were discussing the plan. The hyena was obviously a little impatient. He looked around and saw no one answered, so he volunteered: "I
Go to Shuangshuang and grab the things together when I come back."
The doctor with glasses behind him nodded: "Go ahead. According to intelligence, Caesar Gattuso is a playboy who rarely goes on missions. He may have some flashy combat power. You should be able to deal with him."
According to the information collected privately, the combat effectiveness of Chu Zihang and his team can be divided into three levels. The first is Chu Zihang, who often appears in the outside world and shows amazing combat effectiveness. It probably requires the combined efforts of many people to deal with it.
In the eyes of these executioners who lick blood from their swords, Caesar, an academic with a family background and outstanding performance in school, is a second-level existence that can be dealt with by anyone.
As for Lu Mingfei and Old Tang, these two rookies and ordinary people, in the eyes of these people, they were nothing but burdens, second-generation ancestors who were stuffed into the team to show their seniority and smoke bombs used to confuse their sight.
Several people in the car silently arranged their equipment. The hyena impatiently took a short hunting knife and put a pistol on his waist. He got out of the car and walked in the direction of Caesar.
"Doesn't he underestimate the enemy too much?" Bison cleaned up the shotgun in his hand and asked, "I'm afraid the heir to the Gattuso family is not weak."
"This is called a bug on the brain," Death Head, who was sitting in the back seat, sneered, "He was the man who killed his own boss back then."
Sometimes, driving fast is not necessarily a good thing, especially for men like hyena who prefer back doors and valley roads. So after awakening his bloodline, the hyena ran wildly on his boss, but the consequences of doing so,
He was also chased like a dog by his enemies in South America.
In the dirty restroom at the expressway service station, yellow and black dirt adheres to the urinal, and it seems that it will never be cleaned.
Caesar held his breath, frowned, and was in the process of expelling liquid waste from the human body. There was a distinct sound of footsteps coming from behind, pattering towards Caesar.
"Are they other people coming to the toilet?" Caesar thought, without raising his head. The water was still flowing. If he was distracted, it might get on his shoes.
Most ordinary humans do not urinate for more than twenty-one seconds, but these twenty-one seconds are the most relaxing time for most people.
As an unreasonable villain, Hyena doesn't know any moral principles. At this time, the distance between the two is only three steps, and Caesar's water flow is gradually decreasing. This is a good opportunity to take action.
The hyena pulled out the knife and stabbed Caesar in the waist. This move was fast and hard. It was based on his experience in robbing the streets in his early years. Once the organs and nerves in the waist are injured, people will easily lose their ability to move.
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"Ding!"
The feeling of piercing flesh and blood that the hyena imagined did not come. Instead, it seemed like it had pierced something solid and smooth.
At that moment, the hyena knew that he was being carried this time. He raised his head and met Caesar's cold golden eyes. The next second, the hyena quickly retreated, threw away the hunting knife, and drew his gun and pointed it at Caesar.
His head was a shot.
"clang!"
It still had that metal-like texture. The bullet bounced off Caesar's head and hit the dilapidated light bulb in the toilet above. A burst of sparks suddenly appeared in the toilet.
"You, this is your word spirit?" The hyena knew that he had indeed overturned. Caesar's strength was far beyond his imagination.
"I have felt it for a long time," Caesar sneered: "From the moment you drew your sword, I have noticed that murderous intention."
With that said, with a few simple movements, a blue illusory two-handed hammer appeared in Caesar's hand. Caesar's moves were simple and effective. The hammer head turned into a blue lightning and hit the hyena's chest.
How does a priest in the war realm fight? Those adventurers who have fought with them will tell you that war priests are a different kind of paladins. They will wear heavy armor, shout the name of gods, and use hammers to blow up their enemies.
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But now, facing Caesar's full blow, the hyena did not dodge and allowed Caesar's hammer to hit his chest.
Boom,
With the sound of broken bones, the hyena flew out and hit the toilet. As the dirty yellow water filled the air, blood flowed from the corners of the hyena's mouth, and it no longer lived.
"Dead?" Caesar was a little strange and walked over in disgust. There was no doubt that in Caesar's perception, the man in front of him was like a corpse, with no breathing, no heartbeat, and no body temperature.
He first tested the hyena's breathing with his hands, but there was no fluctuation. Then he opened the opponent's eyelids and looked at the opponent's yellow pupils that were gradually enlarging. Finally, he put his hand on the hyena's skin, but he only felt a coldness. There was no doubt that it was cold.
, the man in front of me is already a corpse.
Caesar felt a headache. He might be in trouble now. He originally wanted to ask the other party why he came, but he didn't expect to use a spiritual weapon to kill the enemy directly. The situation was unclear now, and it was difficult for Caesar to judge the other party's purpose.
Thinking of this, Caesar hid the hyena's body in a toilet cubicle, turned around and walked out, running towards where Chu Zihang and others were.
But behind him, the hyena who was supposed to be dead suddenly opened his eyes, and his body temperature gradually rose. He groaned, gasped softly, limped out of the toilet window, and met the people outside.
Teammates meet up.
Caesar's actual combat experience was indeed insufficient, and he made a mistake, that is, he had to hit the target after killing the enemy. If Chu Zihang were here, the hyena's head would have turned into a puddle of meat.
Several people in the car also became serious when they saw the golden-faced hyena: "Are you in trouble?"
"Gattuso's people are indeed powerful." The hyena coughed a few times and spit out a piece of blood: "If I hadn't said that the spirit is winter, I would have been in trouble this time."
Word Spirit Winter, as the number one Word Spirit on the periodic table, has long been a small transparent one that can lower the user's body temperature and put the user into a state of suspended animation. Hyenas rely on this trick to escape from pursuit many times.