[Comprehensive] Opposites

"Boss, it's already very late." The young man lowered his eyes, not daring to look directly at that gentle and refined man.

The small apartment that used to be quiet in the past is now full of noise, the sound of gunshots or fighting, and more of them are the cries of human beings who seem to see fearful creatures that should not appear in this world.

"Don't be so lively, I won't fall asleep." Christopher stopped turning the pages of the book, looked up at his right-hand assistant, his dark brown pupils showed a bit of interest, "I want to see it too The two who made the night so much fun."

Serad's eyes widened slightly, and then he said, "I'll deal with them, boss."

Christopher snorted slightly, without concealing his displeasure, and raised his tone slightly, "As I said, I want to see the two of them."

Serad lowered his head in fear, the tall young man looked timid, Serad was very afraid of his boss, the young man's bangs covered his face, "I'm very sorry, I will invite them come over."

"No, let them call like this."

Serad couldn't understand Christopher's intention, why he wanted to harm his own strength.

Christopher smiled without any explanation.

The background military ranks of those two are very powerful.

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"Seventeen." Damon took out a shiny saber from his belt, cut off the enemy's main artery when the enemy was not paying attention, and then ruthlessly inserted the saber into the enemy's abdomen, and then he leisurely reported a number.

"Nineteen." Arnold glanced at Damon, turned around to avoid the enemy's dagger, kicked off the enemy's dagger, and then stepped on the enemy's abdomen fiercely, and the enemy immediately lost its fighting power.

The fighting power of the two majors should not be underestimated, and they were able to handle these [-]-odd criminals with ease.

"Well, two more than me." Damon seemed distressed, then he quickly took out a small pistol and gave two bullets to the two enemies who came to attack, "That's the same."

Arnold sneered at Damon's cheating, ignored Damon, and began to sweep the enemy with overwhelming force.

Probably because Damon and Arnold's massacre attacks and reports were too humiliating for them. They have always been the only ones who treat others like this, but now they are treated in reverse. This contrast makes them unbearable.

A young Dongying man was pressed to the ground by Damon, making a small cry.

"Why...! To do this..."

With one hand imprisoned by the Dongpu man, Damon approached the Dongpu man's ear, and said in an ambiguous and mocking tone, "Who makes you weak? The theory that the winner is king always exists, and you can't blame anyone. people."

The Dongying man's pupils were wide open, his eyes were still full of helplessness and fear, and he just stayed here forever.

Damon pulled out the saber as if nothing had happened, shook off the liquid on the knife, then squatted on the ground, and gently covered the eyes of the poor Japanese man, the fear and other negative emotions in his eyes were forever Disappearing in the closed eyes, it seems that his face after death is extremely serene.

"What are you doing."

Arnold had already wiped out the rest of the people at this moment, and some of the survivors were handcuffed by Arnold's handcuffs, and they sat in a circle. The faces of the captured people would inevitably be bruised and swollen by Arnold or Damon.

"I hope you will sleep forever." Damon made a gesture of the cross, as if he put down his hand after a few seconds of mourning. He pursed his lips and smiled, "This is just a benefit for rare beauties."

Arnold paused, and then he glanced at Damon uninterestedly.

Dimon continued, this time with some frivolity in his words, "If one day you die unexpectedly, I will also come to your side to mourn for you. In a way, you are also a very beautiful person."

It is true that Dimon thinks Arnold is very beautiful. The hair color and eye color of the mixed Italian and French blood are very beautiful. When he stands quietly in front of him, he looks like a character in an oil painting drawn by a painter who spent his entire life. , Quiet, arrogant, arrogant, and lonely, his facial features seemed to be carefully made by God.But Damon thinks that people like Arnold belong to the type that can only be seen from a distance and cannot be profaned. He treats Arnold with the mentality of admiring beauties and being a strong man.

"No need." Arnold stopped, raised his chin, and looked down at Damon. "I will not die in front of you. One day your body will be in front of my eyes."

"It's surprising that you have the idea of ​​hitting me on the head."

"Even if you are a major, as long as I catch you in prison, people will believe that you are a criminal." Arnold said sarcastically, "Just because of your disgusting face."

"..."

Damon felt that he couldn't beat Arnold, so he closed his mouth and headed to Christopher's room.

Arnold sneered and followed Damon's footsteps.

The quiet and undisturbed state went to the room where Christopher was, and the journey was as smooth as possible.

There's enough hubris.

Dimon thought.

He actually resigned all his subordinates, did he really think that if he climbed to the position of godfather of the mafia, he would be able to defy no one.

Damon pushed open the wooden door, and was greeted not by bullets as expected, but by Christopher's smiling face.

Christopher was sitting in front of the small wooden table, and in front of him was a set of teacups with beautiful patterns. The teacups contained black tea and gave off a pleasant aroma. Christopher put down the teacups in his hands gracefully and slowly, "It's been hard work coming here , would you like a cup of black tea?"

Arnold picked up the handcuffs and rushed towards Christopher, sneering: "I don't have the time to drink black tea with you, so you can drink it in the prison for me!" The silver handcuffs hit Christopher hard However, before the handcuffs reached Christopher's three feet, they were stopped by a young man. Serad said calmly, "You can't hurt the boss."

"Two-on-one is not good, it's a despicable method." Damon's saber appeared in front of Serrad's throat, and Damon said with a smile.

Christopher didn't seem to have seen the scene in front of him that was endangering his life. He said gently, "I didn't attack that blond brother. You are the ones bullying my Serrad now."

"Oh, of course, if you don't use some despicable means to face some people, it's a waste."

"It's really eloquent." Christopher said, "But I like you very much, can I have a cup of black tea with you?"

"No, just like what Arnold said, drinking black tea in prison is more suitable for you." Damon cut some skin on Serrad's throat, "Go to prison with us obediently, okay?"