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Chapter seventy-ninth: the fight between power and skill

After speeding for a while, Caesar could no longer bear it. They had already left the area of ​​Beijing for a long distance.

Moreover, in order to find out the thoughts of these mixed-race alliance people behind him, Caesar specially chose a very remote path. There are no one on this road now, but the pursuers behind him still have no intention of taking action.

Caesar's worry became stronger and stronger. The uneasiness was like a spark of prairie fire, spreading uncontrollably in his heart, and he couldn't hold it back.

No, you have to understand the current situation, Caesar thought in his heart.

Then, he suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the steering wheel hit the far right end. The Bugatti Veyron drifted and rotated for another time. The front of the car faced the people from the mixed-race league chasing behind him. Caesarra opened the car door and watched the approaching convoy.

Since the opponent does not take the initiative, let him, Caesar Gattuso, come and meet them.

Word Spirit·Scytheiter!

Caesar slowly took out two desert eagles from his waist and carefully checked the magazine. At the same time, the power of the Spirit was completely released, and all figures in the surrounding world became clear in an instant.

The people from the hybrid alliance opposite did not seem to have expected that the "prey" in front of him who had been hiding for a night would dare to stop the car and compete with them, and the convoy did not stop at the first time.

Instead, he started to brake suddenly less than twenty meters away from Caesar, and Bentley, who was in charge, stopped steadily in front of Caesar.

In Caesar's opinion, this was an irrational decision. If they stopped a hundred meters away, they could still use high-damage weapons like the rocket launcher before, but now they can use pistols or hand-to-hand combat at most.

Of course, it would be useless even if the other party stopped a hundred meters away. With the blessing of the sakura, Caesar was sure that his bullet would land on the gunner's forehead before the other party's rocket launcher was installed.

The one who came out of Bentley was a middle-aged man wearing a formal Ermenegildo Zegna suit. He didn't know that he thought the other party was here to negotiate a big business.

"Hello, Mr. Caesar, the noble son of the Gattuso family." The man walked out of the car with a smile and introduced himself politely, "I am Luo Shicheng, the head of the Luo family of the Mixed Race Alliance."

A hint of surprise flashed in Caesar's eyes. He did not expect that the other party would greet him so politely. In his imagination, the other party might take out his weapon and shoot him while driving.

But Caesar still did not put away the desert eagle in his hand, but just slightly turned the gun down to avoid unnecessary fire from being fired.

"I think we shouldn't be friends, head of the Luo family." Caesar also smiled, "You don't have to be so polite."

"Haha, Mr. Caesar laughed. Although we are not friends, we are not enemies." Luo Shicheng said, obviously without any intention of taking action, "What's more, you are the heir to the Gattuso family. We don't want to completely break up with your family and the forces behind it."

"So, do you think that if you say this, we can let go of the war?" Caesar felt a little funny. He had been chasing him all night long. What's the point of saying such words? "In fact, you have offended the entire secret party."

"Is that so? I'm really sorry." Luo Shicheng's face still looked like a Gujing Wubo, "We just don't want you to interfere in the matters within the alliance."

"What if we have to intervene?" The golden light in Caesar's eyes burst into pieces.

With the blessing of the sakura, he could clearly feel Luo Shicheng's heartbeat suddenly, obviously being touched by the words he had just said.

"Haha..." Luo Shicheng suddenly laughed, as if he wanted to use this method to hide his true thoughts in his heart. "Isn't that the current situation? If you want to stop it, we just stop it."

"No negotiation?" Caesar had already clenched the desert eagle in his hand to cope with the situation where it could lose control at any time from now on.

Luo Shicheng didn't say anything, but the wind element in the surrounding air became inexplicably restless.

His Spirit of Word has done his job of accumulating energy. As long as Caesar dares to take the lead in attacking, a wind wall will immediately block his offensive completely.

"Young Master Caesar, the same thing, the Alliance does not want each other to be too embarrassing." Luo Shicheng emphasized again, and there was already some threat in his tone. "Of course, if you still don't give up, the Alliance is not afraid to go to war with you."

"That is to say, there is nothing to talk about." Caesar's tone became cynical again, as if he had never thought about talking at the beginning. The previous series of nonsense was just to use force to find an excuse.

Luo Shicheng couldn't understand that in this case, the other party was obviously at a disadvantage, but he gained confidence inexplicably and didn't know where to rise.

"Bang, bang..."

No longer had any hesitation, Caesar suddenly raised his muzzle, and a gold bullet with the World Tree pattern printed on it shot out from the desert eagle at a high speed, spinning violently in the air.

Word Spirit·The dustless land!

Countless wind elements were like servants listening to commands, rushing into the air from all directions, and the air resistance in front of the bullet instantly increased by countless times.

As if moving forward in the mud, the speed of the alchemy bullets decreased in a visible state to the naked eye, and they fell to the ground one by one.

"It's interesting!" Caesar couldn't help but raise his lips, and then put away the desert eagle in his hand. He knew that in the face of the dustless land, any long-range weapon was meaningless.

Professor Mans Longdstedt of the Academy also has this kind of spiritual spirit. He has warned his students more than once that the best way to meet opponents of such spiritual spirit is to fight in close combat.

Caesar quickly took out his "Dick Turdo" from below the co-pilot, which was an oversized Ontario cavalry knife. The English name of Dick Turdo is "Thedictator", which means "dictator".

Holding the big knife in his hand, Caesar could not forget what his uncle said when he handed the knife to him, "Caesar, this 'dictator is the family's expectation for you. We hope that you can become the emperor of the new era, just like Caesar of the Roman Empire! Lead the Gattuso family to glory!"

Although he didn't catch a cold with his uncle Frost Gattuso, he had to admit that he had a good view of weapons, at least Caesar liked this big knife very much.

Dick pushed Duo in his hand, and Caesar's movement speed was a little faster. He picked up the big knife in his hand and jumped up without any hesitation.

As a large cavalry knife, Dick pushes it doesn't require any skill, and its amazing weight alone is enough to suppress any opponent from mid-air.

A big opening and closing is the essence of the knife.

Luo Shicheng's expression gradually became solemn. He knew that this attack was not so easy to deal with.

The golden light in his eyes was as strong as possible, shining dazzling light. Countless wind elements swept wildly at speeds faster than before, steadily surrounding Luo Shicheng, forming a solid wind wall in front of him.

Dick pushed the ball down and slashed hard on the wind wall. Although the speed was quickly slowed down by half, he maintained this speed and slashed towards Luo Shicheng.

This is the advantage of melee combat. Although long-range guns have amazing explosive power, their abilities are fixed from the moment they are shot out, so dust-free land can easily consume their energy with air resistance.

But melee battles are different. Although the explosive power is not as good as guns and cannons, it continues to exert force. Although the dustless land can be blocked, it cannot completely prevent the attack from falling.

What's more, Caesar's Dick push is not based on speed, but on strength!
Chapter completed!
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