Chapter 331: The Great Change in Sand, 2 Kings Fall

Moros shot back and fled to the Platinum Hotel.

There are too many people waiting in the underground black market, and they all look like they have never seen the world. No matter where they go, they will become the focus of the crowd, and the heir of the desert prince will accurately find the location.

Only by hiding in the Platinum Hotel can you have the safest shelter.

The Platinum Hotel will not let a person who breaks the rules of the underground black market openly shoot and kill people in the underground black market and the Platinum Hotel.

If this matter is abandoned, the reputation of the Platinum Hotel will be damaged, and there will only be more and more people who are unscrupulous in the future.

Link followed, finding opportunities to shoot from time to time.

The powerful magic box paintball effect of the magic box pistol caused great damage to Moros, and there were no less than four abnormal states on his body.

But even so, Moros' actions were not affected too much.

Link glanced at Moros' profile status.

Name: Moros Matt

Race: human

Level: lv45+ (leader)

Occupation: Minister of Economic Affairs and Foreign Affairs of Shadu, Three Kings of Shadu, Leader of Moros Consortium, Chairman of Free Federation Business Alliance

Health: 6511/8300

Stamina: 750/1300

Skills: money can be psychic, explosive, other unknown

Evaluation: No one understands the economy of the sand city better than Moros!

Except for John, Moros' HP is the highest Link has ever seen.

Compared to John's 11,000 HP, Moros, a level 45 leader, has 8,300 HP, which is quite rare.

However, Moros was also the one who feared death the most among all the leaders that Link saw.

Obviously he has such a thick blood volume, and his personal strength is not weak, but after encountering him, he only runs and does not fight, which is really nothing to be proud of.

Could it be that,

These seven leaders all have ghosts in their hearts, and they are subconsciously afraid and dare not fight back after seeing the Royal Hua Jie?

However, considering the insidiousness and cunning of Moros, Link still kept an eye on it, and continued to shoot, constantly lowering Moros' bloodline.

Moros was sweating profusely, and the way he ran away in a hurry did not have the slightest prestige that appeared on TV on weekdays.

Soon, Moros came to the wide square in front of the Platinum Hotel.

There are far fewer trading desks in the underground black market here, and since the little old man left, there have been no hordes of gossip and anecdotes, only sporadic unqualified killers and bounty hunters waiting for business patrons.

After seeing the embarrassed Moros, the killers and bounty hunters who were waiting for business were all stunned for a moment, and then there were expressions of horror in their eyes.

Moros ignored these trash fish, found a stool and sat down, gasping for breath.

The waiter at the entrance of the Platinum Hotel naturally knew Moros. Seeing the other party's appearance, he ran into the hotel in a panic and reported the situation to Manager Thomas.

Moros took out a cigar from his pocket, and tremblingly took out a lighter to light the cigar, and took a sharp breath to relieve the spasms of his body.

Moros is strong, but he hasn't fought for too long. Searching memory, the last time I did it myself was more than 20 years ago. Since taking over in Sandu, Moros has been pampered. He only needs a glance to do anything, and he can let his subordinates do it for him, and he never has to do it himself.

He has now arrived at the door of the Platinum Hotel, and he has the last card.

Moros decided to confront Link head-to-head to get his body back to the boil.

If they are not defeated, they will finally escape to the Platinum Hotel and seek shelter.

Link also slowed down when he saw Moros, and sneered: "Why, the Platinum Hotel is so close at hand, why don't you run away?"

Moross puffed on the cigar, and after a while, he snuffed out the burning part with his fingers and put it back in his pocket.

"If you don't run, you can escape today but not tomorrow."

Moros touched the wide pocket and took out a pair of alloy finger tigers and put it on his hand.

Seeing this, Link put away his gun, the blood rage lasts for 2 minutes, and it should be enough to deal with Moros.

"Okay, since you're using your fingertips, I won't bully you with a gun." Link took out a broken throat from his pocket, and rushed forward as soon as he finished speaking.

Link's speed was astounding, and the low-level killer and bounty hunter standing beside him even lost each other and couldn't catch Link's figure in the square for a while.

"This speed... is too fast!"

"Who is this guy, who dares to use a knife at the door of the Platinum Hotel, because his life is too long, right?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense, even Moros dares to kill, do you still care about the Platinum Hotel..."

Clang!

The dagger and the finger tiger collided, bursting out with bright sparks and the sound of sour teeth.

Moros let out a muffled groan, and his arms felt like they were struck by lightning, and the pain and numbness spread from his arms to his body.

Moros' cheeks were flushed, and the bulging muscles in his body tightened the suit extremely tightly. The bullet hole marks left on the suit after being shot in the back made a tearing sound of cloth breaking.

Moros is a warrior known for his strength, and he is quite confident in his own strength. But I never thought that I would be crushed in terms of strength, and there was no room for resistance.

At this time, Moros' heart sank completely.

I thought that the heir of the mandala in front of me just had an advantage in speed, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful in power.

Link has a 71-layer blood rage passive, and Moros chose to fight him in melee again, which is obviously to bring cooked meat to his mouth.

Link's dagger was as cunning as a snake, and suddenly cut a wound on Moros.

On the other hand, Moros is like a cumbersome bear from the north, being played around by a nimble fox wandering around.

After a few rounds, the suit on his body was already torn apart, the exposed qiujie muscles were covered with scratches from the dagger, and the skin was cut open to reveal bright red muscles and blood, which was extremely terrifying. With Moros' twisted and extremely angry face, it was like a beast that rushed into modern society from the barbaric world, exuding a bloody and ancient aura all over his body.

drink!

Moros was played by Link as a monkey. In just half a minute, he could hardly find a whole place on his body, and there were wounds all over his body.

It seemed that the two were fighting, but in fact, it was only Link who unilaterally imposed the death penalty on Moros.

Although Moros's finger tiger has also hit Link many times, but every time it can break the fist strength in the heart, it hits Link like a mud bull into the sea without a trace, not to mention breaking the heart, just a cough Didn't hear either.

Moros' heart was ashes, he thought that the enemy in front of him was already strong enough, but he didn't expect to fight against him in person, only to realize that this kind of power was almost desperate.

Not to mention the rekindling of blood, Moros' just-born fighting spirit was extinguished by Link's ghostly figure and iron-clad body.

Moros was out of breath and used all his other skills, but it didn't hurt to hit Link.

In particular, Moros clearly felt that his strength was weak, and the excessive blood loss had hurt the root. If I spend more time with the other party, I'm afraid I won't even have time to escape and enter the Platinum Hotel.

Moros shouted loudly, blood surging all over his body, and the blood sprayed from the wound evaporated and rose into a blood mist, forming a god of war on top of Moros' head, with a spear in one hand and a shield in one hand mighty and domineering.

The God of War held his spear high above his head, and his blood-red eyes were firmly focused on Link.

Link suddenly felt a strong threatening aura all over his body. Originally, Link was going to confront him, but his first reaction was to avoid this move.

The phantom of the God of War, condensed by the blood mist, struggled to throw the spear in his hand.

Link turned on the full level [Rapid Travel], the speed skyrocketed, and he immediately retreated.

The blood spear was inserted into the ground, and a powerful explosion was suddenly generated, and the floor turned into powder. The impact of the explosion overturned all the people around the square, and the stall was turned into a mass of ruins.

The ceiling of the entire underground black market made a dull roar, and the ground also rumbled violently.

The power of terror is no less than a missile.

Dust was flying in front of the Plaza of the Platinum Hotel, Link climbed out of the ruins, and the sand on his body fell.

"Bah, bah, luckily I dodged quickly. Sure enough, any leader-level BOSS should not be underestimated. The power of this blood spear is comparable to a bomb."

Link was also terrified of the hard-connected idea that popped into his mind just now.

If you didn't dodge and stab at this one just now, I'm afraid that even if you have 71 layers of blood rage, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot!

Link walked through the dust, and Moros had disappeared from the spot.

Looking at the gate of the Platinum Hotel, it was also affected by the explosion at the moment, the revolving door was damaged, the glass ball fell to the ground, and the attendant at the door was long gone.

Link walked quickly into the Platinum Hotel, where blood was clearly visible on the carpet and tiles.

"It seems that Moros' move just now was launched only with qi and blood as a guide. Now it must be the end of the shot."

Manager Thomas at the front desk of the hotel was no longer in his position, and the VIPs in the lobby all returned to their rooms after the explosion, for fear that this terrifying battle would spread to them.

Just as Link opened the door of the restaurant, two bullets shot out, but they were all blocked by Link's quick-witted hands and broken throat.

I saw Thomas looking vigilant, holding a silenced pistol in his hand, sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed.

On the other sofa next to him, Moros, whose blood was drained and his face was pale, was sitting.

At this moment, he is breathing hard and hard, as if every breath is a great drain on his body.

"Do you know the consequences in the underground black market, or even break into the Platinum Hotel without permission?" Thomas said coldly.

Link took an omniscient coin from his pocket and flicked his fingernail in front of Thomas.

After Thomas took the omniscient coin, he lightly rubbed the front and back with his hand to confirm that it was a real one.

"Can I come in now?" Link asked rhetorically.

Thomas glanced at Moros, who was seriously injured beside him, pressed the muzzle down, put it on his knee, and said, "The Platinum Hotel is open to anyone who holds an omniscient coin. If you have a coin, naturally you can."

Link put away his broken throat, walked leisurely into the restaurant, and sat at the bar by himself.

"Bring me a glass of whiskey without ice."

After a while, Link picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Without adding ice to neutralize the strong stimulation of the alcohol, the alcohol went all the way from the mouth, along the throat and esophagus to the stomach, and immediately a warm current rose from the stomach.

"I've been a manager at the Platinum Hotel for more than 20 years, and I've never seen you before," Thomas said.

Link turned his back to Thomas, unmoved at all: "If manager Thomas remembers my ordinary face, it will be even more strange."

Moros, who was on the side, coughed twice, raised his hand and said, "Thomas, you know, this person is John's deputy."

Thomas frowned.

John has been in Sadu for several months and has been elusive. He also didn't know anything about the purpose of coming to Sandu this time.

Now the person in front of him turned out to be John's deputy, and the words came out of Moros' mouth.

Obviously, there should be some kind of deal between John, the person in front of him, and Moros.

"What is your name?"

Link was silent for a moment, thinking of the mediocre Gu Tianle, and replied, "Just call me Ale."

Moros hummed and smiled: "Now that I'm at the Platinum Hotel, do you still dare to do it?"

Link stared at Moros' almost split but grinning face, his eyes extremely calm.

After a while, Link took out a pocket watch from his pocket and walked towards Moros.

After seeing the old pocket watch, Moros' original playful expression suddenly froze, and then he frowned and opened his mouth slightly. After a while, he said, "Why do you have this pocket watch!"

Link squeezed the pocket watch chain and fiddled with the pocket watch in front of Moros.

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be yours."

Moros didn't know where the strength came from, he grabbed the pocket watch and squeezed it tightly in his hand.

[You complete the E-level task [Moros' Pocket Watch] and gain 5000 experience points]

"Since you have escaped to the Platinum Hotel, I naturally can't do anything to you. I hope you can stay in the Platinum Hotel for the rest of your life."

After Link finished speaking, he turned and left without reluctance.

At this time, Manager Thomas suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. Ale, the matter between you and Mr. Moros has been resolved, but you are in the underground black market, and this matter has not been resolved."

Link smiled slyly, turned half of his face and said, "I personally don't think this matter is in a hurry. I suggest that Manager Thomas can wait a little longer."

Link stretched out his hand and made a shooting gesture at Thomas: "Let the bullet fly for a while!"

Link had just left the restaurant on his forefoot when Thomas's phone buzzed a second later.

Thomas opened the text message and glanced at it, his face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered and fell back on the sofa.

Thomas glanced at the door of the restaurant that was still shaking, then turned to stare at Moros and said, "General Alonso was killed on an Air Force plane, did you do this?"

Moros endured the pain and smiled and said: "From now on, there will be no Alonso in Sandu."

As soon as the words fell, Moros' pupils shrank suddenly, and he started to vomit blood while covering his neck with his hands.

After struggling for a while with his feet on the ground, he suddenly kicked his legs, and his whole body stopped moving.

The next second, Thomas saw some silver bugs suddenly crawling out of Moros.

Looking down, Thomas was struck by lightning.

"This thing... is Link's bug!"

At this time, Thomas's brain buzzed.

John's deputy, Ale who has never met, Link's bug, and the sentence "Let the bullet fly for a while," all the clues are connected together, and a terrifying conclusion is drawn - Ale is Link!

Thomas took out his cell phone tremblingly and called Derek, the hotel owner.

"Boss, Shadu... has changed..."

And Link, after walking out of the Platinum Hotel, also received news of Moros' death.

The emperor is angry, talking and laughing to kill, nothing more than that!