Chapter 3 When an honest man takes off his mask and takes up arms, you are not even qualified to beg

"stop!"

Ron interrupted the other party's words directly, and looked at Mond's face with a cold look: "Since you are my friend, then do me a favor first."

"What are you busy with? Haha, Keya, you seem to be different today than before."

The unexpected situation made Mond a little confused, and he subconsciously said: "You don't think that I am with them, do you? Man, I owe Mr. Godfather a debt, and I am the same as you."

"No, not this."

Ron pointed towards the stairs coldly: "I want you to go down first."

"What?"

Mond's smile froze.

"As my good friend, you won't even refuse to go downstairs, right?"

Ron emphasized the word best friend.

As a social animal who has been mixed up in society for five or six years, he has lost the innocence he had when he first left school, and what he has is more calmness.

What he heard while lying on the floor just now couldn't be an auditory hallucination. He was not really Keya, so he couldn't lie to himself.

Among those voices there was a very flattering person who kept talking about the godfather's welfare.

It just so happened that that person had the same voice as Mond!

"Mr. Godfather, uh, I mean, it would be better if we go down together to meet him? But you actually know who he is, right?"

Mond realized something was wrong and tried to get 'Keya' to go downstairs with him.

"I said - get down!"

Ron picked up the machete on the ground, his eyes as cold as a sharp sword.

"Okay, don't get excited, I'll just go down."

Mond's breathing became rapid, and the friend in front of him felt a little strange.

Damn it, something is wrong! ?

You can't be hit hard and then regret it and change yourself.

Da da da

Following the movement of footsteps, Mond walked back to the corner, looking hesitant.

"hurry up!"

When Ron saw this, he raised his machete and looked like an angry big brother.

"Okay, I'll go down right now, Mr. Godfather, I'm down."

Mond gritted his teeth and shouted, comforting himself as he went down.

It's okay, just go down.

After what happened this time, Mr. Godfather should regard him as his, er, his own dog.

boom--!

There was a flash of fire, and Mond stumbled and fell down the stairs.

Ron, who was approaching, stopped instantly and subconsciously held his breath.

really!

He knew that the movements in the corridor on the second floor could not be hidden from the people downstairs. He could hear the sounds downstairs, and conversely, the people downstairs could also hear the sounds upstairs.

But by firing so decisively, was it because he was afraid that he would use Mondstadt as a cover to rush down?

'The Godfather didn't know what happened, but he knew his men were taken care of. Then at least one person left should die with a gun! I was so nervous that I forgot to ask how many people there were in Mond.’

Ron clenched his fists, his thoughts racing.

The indestructible boy can withstand a machete, but he may not be able to withstand flintlock bullets.

In terms of penetrating power, gunpowder weapons can defeat cold weapons eight blocks.

But this is just his guess, because it is not clear what the indestructible boy body of Vajra can achieve.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will be victorious in any battle. Ron quickly started the process of understanding his friends.

‘Dimensional roulette, let me see the data of the indestructible boy body! ’

The thought turned around and the light curtain popped up instantly.

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[Indestructible Child Body-Third Level]

[Origin: Assassin Wu Liuqi]

[Effect: After performing the exercise, the body will be covered with golden light, which greatly increases the defense against swords. 】

[Consumption: Qi]

[Characteristics: Qi (strength +3, constitution +2)]

[PS 1: Sword? Gun and stick? No weapon is as useful as your body. You are the armored soldier who roamed the battlefield in ancient times, an invulnerable master.

What? Are you going to challenge the AK47? Hey, come on, book the best crematorium for him and charge it to me! 】

[PS 2: It has a small disadvantage. Because it is instilled by gifts, there is no room for improvement. 】

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Ron subconsciously glanced at his attribute panel and saw that it had indeed changed.

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[Name-Ron]

【Age-18】

【Race-Human】

【Strength: G++/(G-)】

(PS: Wow, you look like you can beat a teenage bear.)

[Agility: H-(Even among humans, you are as slow as a turtle.)]

(PS: If I have emergency syrup, can you run faster?)

[Physique: G+/(G-) (Maintained by the consumption of qi, weakness temporarily leaves your body. With the blessing of qi, your resistance to blows has been significantly improved.)]

[Luck: I-(?+) (Death is staring at you, but luck factors outside the world are interfering with your destined death fate)]

(PS: Yes, it’s Dimensional Roulette!)

[Charm: E (Mediocre Louis Koo)]

[Feature: Qi]

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There is an improvement, but not much.

Very good, it seems that there is no chance of forcing it.

Ron's eyes stayed on the improvement of PS for a few seconds, and he calmly analyzed the information that was useful to him.

The power of a flintlock gun cannot be compared with automatic weapons like the AK47.

But both parties still fall within the scope of firearms.

Being invulnerable does not mean being able to withstand bullets. The number of enemies is unknown and they possess firearms, so there is only one choice left!

Ron turned around and left without hesitation, breaking into the bedroom with big footsteps.

Open the drawer where the money is hidden without any scruples.

The remaining 60,000 Baileys were stuffed into his arms, and then he slammed into the window.

With a bang,

The little golden man smashed the window, jumped into the air, rolled and landed perfectly.

This is a move that comes with the indestructible boy's ten years of skill. It was also because of this that Ron was able to defeat the enemy with just a few punches.

After rolling to the ground, Ron ran away without looking back.

Thirty-Six Strategies·Going is the best strategy!

Behind him, the black muzzle of the gun stretched out and fired, and the bullet hit the empty space directly as the fire light burst out.

Mr. Godfather, who did not wait for the enemy to rush in, held a flintlock pistol and yelled: "Bastard, coward! If you dare, come back and challenge me!"

However, the 'dark back' has disappeared around the corner.

"Why run!"

Zhuo Wu chased after him angrily.

I came out to collect a debt, but I killed four thugs on a weakling. If he still got away with it.

Does he still want to be a black boss?

Zhuo Wu chased after him without hesitation, followed the footprints to the corner and prepared to continue chasing.

However, a golden light suddenly shone in the dark alley, and a big golden hand stretched out with a ferocious face appeared in front of Zhuan Wu.

"So - you're the only one!"

With a ferocious expression, Ron held the muzzle tube that Zhuan Wu had just raised and moved away.

The five fingers of the other hand were clenched into a fist and struck hard on the bridge of Zhuo Wu's nose.

The severe pain and numbness made Zhuo Wu burst into tears. He struggled back and cursed angrily, "Keya, you are dead! I will skin you alive!"

However at this moment,

Ron, who was bullying him, held the barrel of the gun tightly and turned it aside, holding the opponent's neck with his big golden hand.

Fighting in close combat, murderous intent overflows!

Zhuo Wu's pupils tightened, and he could no longer maintain the momentum of the black man.

While pulling out the dagger, he hurriedly shouted: "How dare you kill me! I am the nephew of Colonel Mouse! A relative of the navy! If you want me, please kneel down and beg now."

Stab-!

The golden light suddenly shone brightly, and the five fingers turned into sharp knives and pierced into Zhuo Wu's neck, and he exerted force as he pinched the windpipe!

With just a tear, the bloody trachea appeared in Ron's hands.

In front of me, blood surged like a pillar!

"Ho ho."

Zhuo Wu's eyes widened, and the hand holding the dagger loosened and covered the wound in his neck. Red and pink bubbles kept popping up between his fingers.

He struggled to look at 'Keya', but only saw a pair of bloodshot eyes full of hostility.

It shouldn't be,

Why do the originally cowardly sheep dare to attack the hounds?

The uncle said that the weak should be exploited by the strong, and it was their honor to dedicate everything.

But why, ‘Keya’ dares to kill him!

At that moment, the clothes on his chest were stained red with blood, and Zou Wu, whose eyes turned black, seemed to see one bloody face after another.

How familiar, the weak who had been exploited and ravaged by him seemed to come to him.

The mother holds the dead baby who had her placenta removed. The girl hangs herself naked in despair. The man who is tied to a cold metal table and cuts his body open to remove the parts. Who else?

Many faces of people flashed by, and the last one that appeared was his grandfather who had warned him and taught him not to go too far.

What did you say, oh yes.

When an honest man takes off his mask and takes up arms, you are not even qualified to beg for mercy!

But his uncle told him behind his back not to care and scoffed at it.

The weak are weak because they have no courage to resist.

'Uncle, you lied to me.'

Zhuo Wu's eyesight went completely dark, and he embraced eternal sleep in the cold darkness.

Ron's cold voice echoed in my ears: "Why don't you dare? Without the protection of that bastard, Colonel Mouse, who are you?"

There was no answer, and Zhuan Wu became silent.

The act of tearing out the trachea also tore his arteries, causing massive blood loss in a short period of time and causing death on the spot.

Ron pinched the bloody trachea with his hand and looked at the dead Zhuo Wu coldly.

He didn't react too radically, but his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

Although there are inexplicable emotions surging in my heart, it is definitely not regret for killing!

This kind of scum wastes air when alive and wastes land when dead. They should not be in this world.

"Have you run out of energy?"

Ron put the flintlock pistol in his hand on his waist and spread his fingers to observe carefully.

The original golden light disappeared, and the Vajra Indestructible Boy Skill could not be used no matter how much it was activated.

Considering the consumption column on the panel, he must have run out of energy.

After all, in order to kill Zhuo Wu with one smooth blow, he used all the remaining energy on his fingers.

‘That’s all ten years of work? Driver, you can’t do it either, you’re short and weak! ’

Ron raised his middle finger angrily, hoping that the driver would see his 'friendly gesture'

What?

You get a bargain but still act nice?

Damn it, the subsidy in exchange for his life is this level, why shouldn't he be allowed to say a few words? !

You are capable of cross-border law enforcement!

The messy thoughts quickly receded like the tide. After calming down, Ron dragged Zhuo Wu's body away, but in the direction of his grocery store.

Several shots were fired at night in the small town, and the navy soldiers might come out to take a look.

If it had been somewhere else, the alarm might have gone off by now.

Fortunately among misfortunes,

This is the territory of the base of the 16th branch of the navy. Money supremacy makes the navy here unprofitable.

So slow responses are the specialty here.

No matter what, Ron couldn't leave the body here.