"Friends outside the door, since you are here, come in. Bi'qu                                                                                                                     �

As soon as he finished speaking, two magnificent and thick doors creaked. It seemed that the other party had prepared for a long time, but he came in directly with the so-called "invitation".

The sound of cracking came from the windows on the walls around the first floor. The man in black, who was hanging ropes and holding an American carbine in his hand, leaned into the broken place, held the reins in his hand, stepped on the wall, and slid down on the high wall like a gecko.

There were also sounds of footsteps from the stairs leading to the second floor. On both sides of the stairs, there were a group of guys holding sharp weapons, while these guys were wearing military camouflage uniforms, black marching leather boots, daggers, machine guns, and a steel helmet without a state emblem on their heads. From this look, we can actually understand that these guys are from the attitude made by the government or the allies.

But this outfit is too unscrupulous.

At this time, the thick door was completely open. A group of people in suits, ties, sunglasses and high hats walked in with high spirits. A dozen big men walked in first, surrounded the five people including Dismusk in a small fan shape, and five or six people came in behind. Two pale faces appeared on the road in the middle, just like a sick man, one wearing a black jacket and the other wearing a dark denim top. The obvious difference from humans is that the eyes of these two guys were actually blood-red...

After the little brother in front of me finished his extravagance, he walked closer to a capable man wearing a brown coat and without any glasses outside the door. He followed a crowd of people, walked around and walked slowly with a civilized stick. He didn't look like a bad guy who came to seek revenge and cause trouble, but rather a gentleman.

This is what a boss looks like, and the boss is usually the last one to appear...

"Well, what a gorgeous lineup, I really look down on me." Looking at the crowds in the inner and outer circles around, Dismusk sat on the stairs and said to everyone,

On both sides of Dismusk are James and Carmen. Facing such a big scene and so many gun aiming, they are not as calm as the godfather, and they still sit there and talk freely. These two guys are now thinking about facing so many people's shooting, and they should hide there later. Anyway, just give it to the godfather, what they are doing now is how to save their lives after fighting...

"Haha, Lord Dismusk, I heard you are coming back, but I have prepared a lot of gifts for you. I didn't expect that I could see you tonight. I felt that those guys were unreliable and did not serve you as a pleasure." The boss surrounded by everyone said with a smile, his voice full of confidence and calmness.

"Oh?...humph! I've seen each other, don't you still report your own home? I'm hiding in the dark like a mouse, and I dare not see the sun in the sky! I also want to let me know who gave me such a big surprise." Dismusk said, looking directly at the man in the suit.

"Lucilo McCreer, just call me Lucio. I won't dislike you who call me that. I come from the McCreer family in Los Angeles, North America, one of the Black Hands. During the war, I went to other countries to avoid the invasion of Italian fascists. I missed home, and I came back. Look, I came back with victory. This is called returning home from my hometown; Italian fascism failed, but I brought hope." Lucio said with open hands.

"Lucilu, haha!~ I was so sad that I was a loser at that time. Maybe I have become a Sicily black leader for too short, or your name is too popular, and what I do is too inconspicuous. I have never heard of your name before. I am very sorry, um, your face looks ugly, are you sick, or feel very angry, and you will not hurt your young self-esteem, but it doesn't matter, because people will not be angry in the future, and there is no so-called self-esteem." Dismusk said casually after looking at Luci's performance like a clown.

In fact, Dismusk really didn't know why this guy who wanted to win the Sicily black and black hands? Party leader dared to challenge himself? Is he ignorant or arrogant? What kind of courage did other Sicily families who experienced their strong strength and were shocked to use to betray themselves and surrender to this simple-minded and arrogant guy. Such people are enemies of him and have no chance of winning since they appeared.

Luciru didn't say anything for a moment, but just tilted his head and looked at Dismusk and the other two men with a smile. Even the two killers tied on both sides glanced at him and withdrew their gaze.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little solidified. The people on the stairs and on both sides of the hall were holding guns and aiming at the three people at the entrance of the stairs. With one order, a hundred guns would be used to make these three people into sieves.

At this moment, the expressions of James and Carmen were colorful. They just now, looking around to find a place to hide after the war started, but the entrance of the corridor was too leaky. The enemy surrounded him and there were no dead corners at 360 degrees. When they were wandering, they both saw the determined determination in the other's eyes. Now they could only trust the Godfather infinitely... There was no way, they were too incompetent, so they had to hand over their life and death to others. However, this feeling was too bad...

"Oh, it turns out that you are also a godfather. I will give you some respect and be a guardian for me. If you perform well, I will let you live through the rest of your life. But it seems that young people are just impulsive. Of course, being bloody is a good thing, but having bloody and having no brains is a bad thing." Lu Xiruo waved his hand gently behind him and ordered his subordinates, "Come~ Let's send them a ride, hahahahahahaha..."

As soon as the words were finished, there were a hundred guns, and there were no one idle at this moment on the stairs, on both sides of the hall, on the front, semi-automatic rifles, American carbines, and those pistols in suits and ties.

The flames were unrestrained and strongly suppressed, stirring up waves of dust and layers of white mist, covering everyone's sight, but strangely, they did not hear the sound of bullets entering the body. The gunshots were too loud and they could not be understood, but they did not hear the screams of despair. They could only keep firing to alleviate this strange situation.

The gunshots started at once, and then they gradually became sparse intermittently. It turned out that there were all bullets, first a pistol, then a semi-automatic, and then a carbine on both sides.

Finally, the gunshot stopped, and everyone stared at the place covered by white mist. For a moment, the white mist dissipated without wind, and the scene in front of them gradually became much clearer.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the hundreds of bullets shot were all stuck in front of Dismusk. Not to mention threatening Dismusk, even the two men next to him with relief expressions were not injured.

Is this the ability brought by the Five Senses of the Five Senses to realize the sixth Sense? This is an invisible power - the power of thought; the ability to use one's own thinking and feelings to control all objects around.

Looking at the scene at this time, Luciru was shocked. He had never thought that this situation would happen, nor did he expect that this guy was so hidden. He was in the position of the boss. When he made a critical decision, he would definitely investigate all the detailed information of his opponents, and then through internal meetings, discussions, and make some wise decisions. For this success, he even used the power of the government to hire a group of soldiers from the Allies, and spent a lot of money to invite some of the top killers in the world. The remaining family elites were the ones he led. However, with the ability shown by the other party at present, Luciru's plan was completely out and the scope he considered. Thinking of what the witch said at that time, he finally understood that he had been fooled by the immortal Ahad at that time, and jumped into this deep pit. He would probably have to lose his skin when he came out again.

Although he is careful and steady in his work, he also brings two masters of natural power to take charge, for Luciru, who is only lacking in this natural power, he really doesn't know whether the two people next to him can defeat the opponent in front of him. In his cognition, this natural power is still in a plot of great power and fast power.

After thinking for a moment, Luciru had already retreated a little and couldn't help but look at Dismusk. Luciru felt bad in an instant.

"Ha!~" Dismusk looked at the stunned expressions of everyone, sniffed lightly, waved his hand, and the bullets gathered around him seemed to be pulled by some force. With the track of the arrival, he quickly retreated, and felt that the retreat was even more rapid. However, these bullets strangely avoided the two killers tied to the pillars. At this moment, the two killers who always looked confused and looked at them lit up in the face of this scene that they could not help but lose their imagination... It seems that people always have the idea of ​​survival.

The bullet retreated so much that the mercenaries were covered in cold sweat. They screamed and wanted to avoid it. But how could the body of ordinary people be faster than the bullet? At this time, the soldiers licking the blade finally heard the sound of the bullet entering the body, as well as the feeling of personal practice, and the pleasure of screaming in despair.

Wherever the bullet passed, there were all wailing sounds of downwards and wailing. There were about a hundred people just now, and they all stood still. Unexpectedly, the situation turned into a dramatic reversal in the blink of an eye.

Dismusk's eyes suddenly narrowed, and there was nothing else, and someone hadn't fallen yet.

It was the two men wearing jackets and denim, who were distracted by Luciru, who was in a state of dismay, who dodged the round of bullet shooting just now. Dismusk could clearly see that the moment his bullet came out, the two men responded in advance. A guy directly grabbed Luciru behind him and jumped to dodge the bullets he had bounced out.

What agile thinking and what a quick skill!

Dismusk couldn't help but look at the two people in front of him again, and Luciru, who was gasping on the side, was ignored by him. He had not yet recovered from his own methods, why should he be his opponent? He had long said that from the moment they appeared, they were destined to be losers.

The pale skin, blood-red eyes, and young appearance are seriously inconsistent with the experience represented by their eyes. These guys are a little old, and their white teeth and bright red tongues are revealed in their smiles. It seems that they are excited to see prey. I don’t know if it is an illusion, but Dismusk feels it.

"Great Godfathers, they are vampires!" At this time, James' low voice came from his ears.
Chapter completed!