stand-in creed

"Golden water...absolutely...cannot...touch..."

Even if the impact was warped away at the last moment, it was already too late.It was all because the impact was completely covered by the golden knife at that moment, and the bullet hole that should have been located at a certain point on the body actually completely took effect on Sikeluo's whole body.

The body is twisting.

The broken bones pierced through the flesh and blood.

The shattered skeleton and flesh twisted together, squeezing the internal organs that lost space due to deformation.

The whole body distorted into a hideous and indescribable mass as if some kind of filter was applied, and fell into Ticano's arms.

Are you out of luck?

This is natural.

If Tichano is the same type of stand-in emissary of "Crazy Diamond", then Skearo can still be saved.It's a pity that Ticano is not that kind of stand-in, and even his stand-in "facial close-up" can only control the target's tongue to say something against his will, and in the scene just now, he can't even assist Shikiaro in fighting.

"Skyalo..."

"Don't cry, Ticano."

There was a smile on the corner of Skearl's mouth.

He couldn't lift his hands anymore, and just looked at Trish in the back seat with his eyes.

"I'm hopeless. The boss's order... I leave it to you.

"Plan B, let's do it."

Leaving this sentence behind, Skearo closed his eyes.

lost breath.

Lost life.

Ticano clenched his fists, silent tears dripped down on Skearo's body, his eyes were full of madness.

Trixie in the back seat tremblingly looked at the distorted corpse in the passenger seat: "This, this is..."

"To shut up!"

Ticano roared angrily.

Trish was taken aback.

Immediately Ticano took a deep breath, trying to calm down his tone.

"Please be quiet for a moment, miss. I'm not in the mood to talk right now."

While saying this, he carefully placed Shi Keyaluo's body on the passenger seat, and immediately took out another mobile phone from the passenger's drawer, started the engine and stepped on the accelerator, and drove out of the hotel's underground parking lot .

At the same time, Ticano sent a text message with the removed cell phone with one hand.

"At this time, Nero Zeppelin and the others should enter the hotel, right? Then...

"Plan B, execute."

send a text message.

Drop drop drop.

Ominous beeps sounded from all over the hotel at the right time.

As the black limousine drove onto the streets of Turin, a violent roar sounded from the rear of the car and echoed above the sky of Turin.The entire hotel was turned into ruins by a technique called "directional blasting".

After finishing all this, Tichano drove away in silence.

Only Trixiu looked blankly at the ruins behind, his mind went blank, and even the trembling of his body and the fear in his heart were forgotten at this moment.After gradually understanding what happened, Trixie finally couldn't help shouting.

"Are you... crazy?!"

Chapter 44 Shock and Facial Close-up Part [-]

Time goes back 1 minute.

The "shock" that was deeply trapped in the center of rotation of the golden cutter leaped again, and disappeared around without a trace.

"...Did you defeat it?"

Apache asked nervously.

Nero, however, locked his eyes straight on Bellickro.

"Not necessarily. There is no trace of the substitute messenger in the field of vision. If it is a long-distance substitute, it is very likely that the substitute will be defeated but the substitute messenger will not be injured. Let him, and everyone who has existed in this room Find them all, Apache, Suzumi. Priority is to confirm the "look" over the action trace. "

Everyone around them nodded in unison.

Nero took a step in the air, fell steadily into the room, and came to the side of the broken-arm Bellickro.

"—Melancholy Blues!!!"

Apaki didn't hesitate at all, and the pink-purple stand-in suddenly appeared in the room, investigating everything in the room.

While Apache was investigating, Nero came to Bellicoro's side.

"Mr Bellickroe, right?"

"You are Nero Zeppelin."

Bellickro's face was pale, and his left hand tightly covered the cut of his right arm.

Judging from the amount of blood loss alone, he might really die if he doesn't get medical treatment in time.But having said that, just from the eyes of Bellickroe, Nero can understand that this old man is an old man who "sees death as home".

"Belliquero. Unlike that coward Polpo, your eyes are full of courage and awareness. You are undoubtedly a mafia who is not afraid of death. But to be on the safe side, I still have to ask you—will you Surrender? Are you willing to give some information in exchange for your life?"

"Don't bother, Nero Zeppelin." Bellickelo's eyes were still so calm.

"Different from that coward like Polpo, I will not betray my boss. I am weak, so weak that I am not even a stand-in messenger, just an ordinary person who can't even see a stand-in, but although I am weak, But never despicable! Never betrayal!

"If you really want information, you can use torture or drugs. But I must tell you, no matter what kind of interrogation or hell I face, I will never give in."

"Don't worry, I don't have that hobby."

Nero picked up the blood-stained Beretta and pointed it at Bellicro's head.

"Any last words?"

"There are cigars, cigar cutters, and matches in the bag over there. May I have another puff?"

"can."

Nero was never a stingy man.

Glancing at the behavior of the old man with a broken arm but not even blinking his brows, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he put down the gun.Seeing that the melancholy blues of Apache over there had changed into the posture of a young girl, he helped the old man cut open the cigar quite naturally, lit it with a match, and handed it to his remaining left hand.

Belickro glanced at the burning cigar in his hand, then looked down at the knight statue in the center of the square, and gently put the cigar into his mouth with his left hand.

"call……"

A wisp of green smoke was slowly spit out from the mouth, and the life of the past few decades flashed in his mind.

pat.

The sound of the safety of the pistol being released came to my ears.

The corners of Bellickro's mouth slightly raised, revealing a heartfelt smile.

boom!

The [-]mm round pierced Bellicroe's temple with unerring precision.

The burning cigar rolled twice on the ground and landed next to the old man's body.

Nero thought seriously for half a second, and then solemnly put the black pistol and the holster around the old man's waist on him.

The gun is good, hairy.

After finishing the equipment, Nero looked at Apache.

"Apaki, Suzumi."

"Yes!"

Two substitute emissaries from the intelligence department are ready.

However, just as Nero was about to give further instructions, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar from the hotel, and then both the floor under his feet and the ceiling above began to collapse and fall.

"Directional blasting? Are you kidding me!

"There are a lot of "tourists" and "staff" in this hotel! "

"It means that our enemy is such a crazy guy, Apache! Stairway to Heaven!"

boom!

The Stairway to Heaven instantly hit a falling ceiling, protecting it like a shield above the head.

And Nero's body grabbed Apache by the back collar and leaped towards the building just a few meters away.

The roaring sound of collapse and the screams of terror can be heard endlessly.

Nero rescued Apache from the building on the front foot—of course, Suzumi Sugimoto had already retracted into Nero’s body, and it was very safe—the building on the back foot turned into ruins in just a few seconds, setting off a wave of frantic flying sand and rocks on the street.

The streets were in chaos.

Nero looked at the ruins of the hotel with a gloomy expression, and then suddenly spoke.

"Suzumi, is the positioning successful?"

"……Yes."

Although Suzumi Suzumi has been with Nero for two years, and after seeing Nero's behavior, her psychological endurance threshold has already far surpassed that of an ordinary Japanese high school girl before her death, but even so, seeing this collapsed hotel will not know The scene of how many survivors were buried alive still has lingering fears.

The girl's eyes were filled with fear and anger.

"--my heart Will Go On!"

The stand-in suddenly appeared.

The profile picture of another pink-haired girl, and the profile picture of the blond-haired, brown-skinned young man who was also confirmed by Apache's melancholy blues just now appeared on the stand-in's map.The heads of a man and a woman are moving away from this place at a high speed, heading east.

The next moment after confirming the position, Nero set off a gust of wind like a Zaku attacking from the bridge, and followed the direction of the head.

at the same time.

Trish Una, however, was arguing with Ticano.

"You, you guys actually blew up the hotel? Leaving aside the vendetta between gangsters, don't you know there are other people in the hotel!"

"So what!" Ticano roared, "We are gangsters! In order to complete the mission, we can kill people, set fires, or sell our souls to demons! Everything is a matter of course!"

"Isn't it okay to involve innocent people?!"

"That's right!"

"That's right? I really got it wrong! At the beginning, I had a little expectation because enthusiasm was the organization of the "father" I had never met, and because of such a word linked to family affection, I expected that you would be different from ordinary gangsters.But you are really different from ordinary gangsters!Ordinary gangsters can't do such crazy things..."

"enough!"

Ticano turned the steering wheel violently, and the car slanted to a rough stop on the side of the road.

Under the sudden brake, Trixiu was caught off guard and bumped into the back of the front seat, and the next moment he met Ticano who turned his head viciously.

"Listen, Trish Una!

"I am a gangster! Skearo is also a gangster, and he died to protect you by following the boss's orders! Including those unlucky passengers and staff who were involved in the hotel bombing, all died to protect you of!"

"Is it necessary to blow up the hotel!?" Trixie shouted.

"Of course! Only in this way can we evade the investigation of "Melancholy Blues" and bury all our action routes after leaving the room in the ruins!If Nero Zeppelin and the others want to continue to pursue our information, they must dig up the ruins thoroughly!

"Not only that, Trish Una, I have one more thing to tell you! Whether it's a police officer, a doctor, a student, or a prostitute, everyone is entitled to complain about enthusiasm—but you don't!

"You're the gangster's daughter!

"You are my boss' daughter!

"So stop babbling about the big things like a church priest! That kind of stuff has nothing to do with us!"

"you……"

Trish's blood pressure was soaring.

She really wanted to continue arguing with Ticano, but she couldn't open her mouth.

It's not because I don't know from which angle to enter the question, I continue to argue with Ticano on this issue.but simply because—