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Chapter 617: The Language of Men

On top of the ruined family territory, Pompeii jumped out of the helicopter, and the fancy parachute unfolded behind him, carrying him to the ground as he swayed.

Caesar wanted to get up, but he was exhausted and couldn't even move. He could only watch the man fall from the sky.

But as a mother, Guerweger stood up and held a twisted piece of iron on the ground. With a simple movement, an angel with dragon wings descended behind him.

The spirit guard summons a ghostly guard to protect himself. The appearance of the guard is determined by the attribute of power. Naturally, the guard summoned by Gullweger is in the form of a dragon-headed body.

Guerweger waved his hand gently, and the guards rushed towards Pompeii, swung the long sword in their hands high in the sky, and slashed at Pompeii's shoulder.

But Pompeii also pulled out the hunting knife from his waist at the same time, blocking the attack of the spirit guard. Gullweger did not hesitate and immediately changed the target of the attack. The long sword in the spirit's hand curled up and slashed towards

Parachute cord behind Pompeii.

Pompeii's figure was intertwined with the figures of the spiritual guards, and Caesar and Passi witnessed for the first time how their fathers fought.

Pompeii's fighting style is exactly the same as that of Caesar and Passi, both bearing the imprint of the Gattuso family. The difference is that Pompeii's movements are more leisurely, and the dancing hunting knife seems to be gently brushing against his lover's body.

What was brought out was blood that exuded white-gold light.

In comparison, Gullweger's fighting awareness was much worse. Under her control, the spirit guards moved left and right, and they could barely survive in front of Pompeii by not being injured.

"What is this?" Pompeii kicked the spirit guard in the abdomen in the air. The two figures were staggered, and the next second, they were stuck together: "My good son, you will really give it to yourself."

Old father was pleasantly surprised."

"You should worry about yourself." Caesar took the rifle from Passi, knelt on one knee, and aimed at Pompeii, which was slowly falling above.

Peng!

With the blessing of Kamaita, the bullet hit Pompeii's head with great accuracy. Caesar rarely used a gun, but unlike his stallion father, he never missed the target.

At the same time, perhaps because of the unity of mother and son, Gullweger also controlled the spiritual body guard to hug Pompeii, with white-gold divine power surging and exuding a terrifying aura.

boom!

In the sky, white-gold energy exploded, turning into a gorgeous fireball that instantly engulfed Pompeii. Caesar let out a sigh of relief. At the end of the explosion, he heard the sound of bullets entering his flesh.

Pompeii in the sky turned into a flaming meteor and fell to the ground like the rod of God before.

Just like Gurweger said, she and Caesar drove Pompeii into the mortal world, turning this man's most brilliant appearance into a clown-like performance.

"Succeeded?" Patsy asked in a low voice, because he had full confidence in Caesar and was usually very calm, but now he was a little scared.

After so many years in the Gattuso family, he has never discovered that his father is actually a lunatic, even crazier than Principal Angers. At least he can only use nuclear bombs to blow up himself, but Pompeii used nuclear bombs to blow up his own family.

host.

"No, I also heard the sound of the heartbeat." Caesar took back the Word Spirit. Although Kamaitachi was easy to use, the sound brought back was too loud and would still affect his eardrums.

Now, two lines of blood flowed out of his ears. Seeing this, Gullweger stepped forward to treat his son, but was blocked by the weak Caesar.

"Something's wrong, there's more than one heartbeat..." Caesar's expression turned stern. The last sickle had just brought back something unusual. In the smoke, something different was awakening.

When the sun set and the earth returned to darkness, on top of the ruins of Gattuso's manor, a pair of fiery golden boys stared at Caesar, causing his soul to escape. Was that Pompeii?

No, it must not be Pompeii. How could that stallion of Pompeii have such momentum?

Is this...comparable to the momentum of the Dragon King?

Finally, Caesar saw Pompeii clearly as he crawled out of the pit. He was so old. The roots of his long golden hair had turned white. His bulging muscles shriveled down. His skin was like thin threads draped over his bones. He was different from his previous appearance.

They are completely different.

And on his chest, there was something blasphemous that Caesar had never seen before in his dream.

They were two conjoined babies that were still moving. Their bodies merged with Pompeii's chest, and the two immature faces seemed to melt together. The two children only had three eyes, but all three eyes were

Burning with golden flame.

"Hey, you saw it." Pompeii stood up straight without caring, and gently closed the eyes of the child on his chest. With this move, the lost youth seemed to return to his body, letting

He became younger.

In the blink of an eye, Pompeii transformed from an old man in his sixties back to the dashing playboy. The two babies who were sewn to the chest also fell asleep quietly in Pompeii's movements.

"But I can't beat you without some tricks, Caesar." Pompeii looked at his son with relief, his eyes filled with pride, but Caesar took a step back, shook his head and said:

"No, it shouldn't be like this, you bastard, what are you thinking?!"

"What are you thinking about?" Pang Bess showed off her naked body without hesitation. As a stallion, he was proud of his physical fitness: "Don't you know the family's wishes?"

"Become the richest man in the world, or the king of the mafia?" Caesar shook his head, he would never listen to such false and empty stuff.

"Become a new dragon," Percy whispered in Caesar's ear: "Or, in other words, create the next dragon king."

Seeing this, Caesar looked at his father's appearance and frowned: "Is this... the final result?"

"Of course not..." Pompeii walked towards the three Caesars step by step: "Originally, the family's designated Dragon King was you, Caesar, you are the man destined to become the emperor."

"Caesar did not become the emperor of Rome, he was assassinated in the end." Caesar complained silently, but failed to interrupt Pompey's words.

"The family has prepared everything for you, the destined parents, the destined brothers, and even the destined bride." Pompeii counted each thing in detail calmly: "But you didn't cherish it, you just squandered the family's wealth.

like."

"That's because the things you arranged, like the old antiques of the family, should all go to the grave." Caesar said bluntly: "I am here to change the family, father. Facts have proved that your behavior will only bring disaster to the family.

"

Caesar pulled out the father and son, and Guerweger, who was treating him quietly behind him, patted his son's back. In just a few dozen seconds, Caesar had regained some strength.

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He pulled out the battle ax given by Lu Mingfei and pointed it at his father:

"Come and fight, man, let fighting speak for itself!"


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