Chapter 677 A Place with Muddy Canals (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

A slight muffled sound echoed at the entrance of the alley.

Covered by the King's Chapel, the place was dark, without sunlight, and the cracks in the walls were covered with green moss.

but

On the green moss, someone squeezed some ketchup.

"ah!!!"

The strong man covered his bleeding arm and let out a deafening scream.

Sakaki's knife accurately cut through the artery in his arm.

Sudden changes.

Shocked everyone.

No one expected that Sakaki, who was smiling all the time one second, would pull out a murder weapon and commit murder the next!

The key is still on their territory!

In normal times, it is normal for gangs to fight with each other and cause casualties. Everyone is used to it.

But what Sakaki Cheng is doing now.

It's obvious that you don't take them seriously!

Several strong men next to him immediately took out their pistols, preparing to subdue this kid first, and then torture him!

As we all know, the free version of the uniform does not require breathing.

So they pointed their guns at Sakaki's head.

The moment the trigger was pulled.

Sakaki Cheng suddenly sighed, grabbed the arm of the strong man behind him, and struck out with his elbow like lightning, hitting his throat!

Click.

There was a crisp sound, and the strong man whose arm was grabbed felt his eyes blur, followed by severe pain in his throat and extremely difficult breathing. He fell to his knees on the spot and could not get up again.

Skilled attack movements similar to karate and taekwondo are mostly flashy and too slow.

Real killing skills are often not flashy, and strive to kill with one blow.

Whether it was the 'choking' that Sakaki used in the fortress or the elbow strike now, as long as he wanted to

All can achieve instant kill.

but.

Sakaki was still too soft-hearted and did not kill him. He left some strength to give the other party a chance to be sent to the hospital for rescue.

Of course the remaining four strong men would not let Sakaki go.

When they saw Sakaki killing one of their comrades again, they were furious and immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

The violent gunshots disturbed the tourists visiting the King's Chapel. They screamed and fled in panic. They didn't care where the gunshots came from. They just ran.

Police from several nearby blocks quickly received the call and rushed over.

heard gunshots

Sakaki Cheng understood that there was not much time left for him.

Bullets were coming towards him. He first crouched down to dodge, and then picked up the tennis bag with a kick. The tennis bag containing the Remington M870 was as heavy as a piece of iron.

It's just a lump of iron.

When this piece of iron hit the strong man's nose firmly, the end was already foreseeable.

The strong man groaned and was knocked unconscious.

Using the power of provoking the tennis bag, Sakaki rolled backwards and dodged the second round of bullets. While rolling, he pulled out the USP. His movements were as smooth as a gymnast's. It was done in one go and was quite entertaining to watch.

When the USP's gun is pointed at them

The strong men were dumbfounded.

Bang!

Bang!

The two bullets hit the strong man's elbow firmly, killing two of them in an instant, leaving only the last one, who was as thin as a white man who has become a man from an ape.

His eyes were full of panic, and the golden fuzz all over his body exuded a strong unpleasant smell:

"Me me me"

"Where is Harley 883?"

Sakaki held the muzzle of his gun against his head and said coldly:

"You only get one chance."

"Right inside!"

The skinny monkey man shouted without losing any ground:

"Our boss is interested in that motorcycle!"

"We should be negotiating the price now!"

Bang!

Before the smoke from the gun had cleared, Sakaki had already moved forward. He bent down to pick up the scattered pistol, threw it into his tennis bag, picked up the bag, and walked into the alley without looking back.

behind

The thin monkey man was holding his right shoulder, which he could no longer lift, and wanted to cry without tears.

He didn't understand very much.

Why do you still need to be shot if you confess obediently? !

The happiest person is the one who was knocked unconscious by a tennis bag

How could it be that I wasn’t the one who smashed it!

After clearing away the 'doormen', Sakaki Makoto walked into the alley and immediately felt countless eyes focused on him.

Called an alley, this is more like a courtyard with front and rear access.

In the yard, countless motorcycles were parked in a row, like some kind of talent show. The owners were proud of themselves and introduced their modified motorcycles smugly, without hesitation in praising them.

Rusted ladders were erected on the outside of the wall, and gang members armed with guns stood on them, patrolling back and forth.

The sky is blue enough and cloudless, but the sun doesn't shine into the courtyard.

here

Just like the shore of the Huangquan Ferry, people full of sins came looking for the stench, gathered together, and looked at the reincarnation of souls one after another, showing disdain.

Or it may be the depths of hell, the dark corner where God's oracles cannot be heard, where the rotten, dirty vermin huddle together, spitting on God and showing off how spectacular the crimes they have committed are.

today

An uninvited guest came here.

Sakaki walked across the sunny grassland, picked up the broken sword caught in the stone, and followed the vines alone, descending into the abyss bit by bit.

Just because Hades took what belonged to him.

The gunshots outside were naturally transmitted into the courtyard. These villains who were wandering in a dream of life and death showed their claws and planned to swarm up and tear the dishonest black goat in front of them to pieces.

until

Click!

The sound of the Remington M870 loading came.

Like a holy flame to repel demons, the villains all took a few steps back, fearing that the first bullet would hit them.

"Friend, what do you want?"

The crowd separated from it like a tide, and a middle-aged man in a blue suit and a beard on his upper lip came out in the crowd of his men.

He watched Sakaki Makoto for a long time, and did not let the younger brother standing on the corridor shoot, but came out to talk in person.

Since the other party showed sincerity

Sakaki Makoto also had to return the favor.

He carried the Remington M870 on his shoulder and said lightly:

"Someone stole my motorcycle, I came to take it back."

"May I ask what model?"

"Harley 883, silver and black."

"Hmm"

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and squinted his eyes, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

Without the boss's words, the younger brothers did not dare to act rashly, and could only wait patiently.

Less than half a minute later, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled and waved his arms:

"Drive the car over here!"

Soon, Miss Miyano's Harley 883 was pushed in front of the middle-aged man.

"I thought I had found a treasure."

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man said regretfully:

"Since the owner came to ask for it, I can't take away his beloved car."

"Just ride it back."

"Where is the thief who stole the car?"

"Friend, don't do things too much."

With a cold look, the middle-aged man said with a sullen face:

"You injured five of my men, and our accounts have been settled."

"Everyone should take a step back. Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Don't you think so?"