Nox grabbed and drank his glass with calm finger movements, while Daynamond refreshed the glasses with a smile, and the barbarian guys behind them had fun making their usual jokes. But the only person who didn't have fun was the young soldier White, and that was very glaring.
Nox said, "Relax a little. Or you'll go crazy," he murmured.
"But this woman is not dead," the bartender heard with ease and leaned forward. "If you want to kill me, you have to shoot at least a forty-caliber bullet."
White picked up the cup and carried it to his mouth, only wetting his lips. "Why did you try to stop me? Why did you want to protect him?"
"Honey! Is your mind still stuck in that event?We women like to help each other for no reason. That's all."
"Goodness? Are there still people who do good without benefit?"
Daynamond refreshed Nox's glass once again." Wow Vollard.You're in shape today."
Nox fondip once again without taking his eyes off his glass. After the young woman looked at a Nox and a White, her gaze shifted to the back. And with his frown, he pulled out from under the counter and shouted, "Get off the table!" and entered the crowd. The woman started beating the guy on the table with a stick.
Meanwhile, the crowd was cheering with sounds like "Ooo!" every time the woman struck.
Out of the corner of his eye, White wanted to look behind him as Nox tilted his head towards the teenager. "Exit the entrance door on my left side and enter the alley behind the market counter that will stand on the left cross and go straight ahead. When you reach the end, turn left again and go up the stairs.Take down the roofs of other buildings." He touched the teenager's shoulder and pulled his head back, straightening his back.
After staring at the calm gaze behind the sunglasses for a few seconds, White got up from the table, opened the door, and saw Lancelot standing in front of him with a gun. And he immediately threw himself to the side, and a bullet from the shop shattered Lancelot's skull.
"Run!"
The sound from the store was Nox's, and White stood up and jumped straight behind the market stall. He then drove through the cul-de-sac and climbed the rusty stairs to his left, and felt a warmth in his left hip as a gun exploded. But he continued the climb without caring about the pain, and his foot fell foul-up and he lost his balance.
"Damn!.."
He reflexively tried to grab the ladder with his arms, but he had already moved away from the ladder.
After Nox shot Lancelot, he turned around with his gun and saw all the guns pointed at him. Holding his left hand from the middle of the cane handle, he opened both arms to the sides and grinned thirty-two teeth.
"How quickly you forgot the rules. Mrs. Daynamond.Otherwise, you..." the woman gave off the air from her nose in a euphoric manner.
"I'm sorry, Vollard. But I can't continue this game any longer."
Nox'un yüzü ve omuzları düştü. After a few seconds of taking his eyes to the tips of his shoes and thinking about which corpse to wipe his bloody shoes on, he sneaked his thin lips and smiled again.
"Then..."
The door of the shop, which remained open, creaked and closed.And the bullets rained down on the man. Although his body was thrown left and right by the force of the bullets, his feet did not move. Until the magazines are empty. As the guns smoked, Nox stretched his shoulders back, straightened his back and began walking towards them with heavy steps as he looked down on people.
"You are very rude, Ms. Daynamond, but I was going to ignore your betrayal.I had no intention of dwelling on the help you gave to that young girl. But you guys me... you wanted to kill people's exit key."
His wounds began to heal rapidly. "Unforgivable. This... he can never be forgiven." He put his gun behind his waistband, and as he took a large step forward, he turned his waist to the side and put the cane's lion head over a man's head.
As people immediately refurbished the magazines, they suddenly crushed another person's head, then jumped on someone who was running towards the door, waved his cane, and splattered a few drops of blood in his face. There were a lot of people in the bar, and a guy like Nox, who was long enough to almost touch the ceiling, could travel a long way in a short time with a few steps. But the magazines were fitted and immediately began to ignite.Nox took a step forward and smashed the head of one of the men. And turning around his axis, he crushed the head of the man next to Daynamond. A few drops of blood splattered on the woman's cheek, but she couldn't help but watch Nox smile.
Nox immediately kicked the man in the face as he tried to jump towards him, and with the explosive power he created on his support foot, he jumped forward and crushed the man's head in his face. Everyone stopped suddenly. There was no use in shooting, and when they tried to get out the door, they were immediately caught. As they stared blankly at each other, one of them jumped and put the knife in his hand into Nox's throat, but there was not the slightest sign of happiness on his face. He got off Nox's back and the man took out the knife from his neck, turned around, looked at a seventy-tall, forty-year-old brunette guy and handed him his knife back.
"If you want to live, get out the door.But you're going to leave Mrs. Daynamond to me."
With the offer on the golden tray, a big smile formed on their faces and everyone piled up at the exit door and started pushing each other to get out earlier. But the door did not open. After moving the door back and forth a few more times, they felt a sneaky presence behind them. When they looked behind them, trembling with all their courage, they saw a demon with a big smile looking down on them.
"Please don't squirm."
He swung his cane to the side and separated the heads of six people from his body. Hours of desperate cries that day gripped the Safe Space. Out of fear, no decent person could do business, shipments were disrupted.When there were finally two people left in the bar, the dry noise of screams and shouts subsided.
Alone with Mrs. Daynamond at the bar, Nox grabbed the woman by the throat and leaned against the wall, leaning against her face.
"Please tell me everything you know, ma'am. I, Embroise Vollard, have difficulty controlling my anger.You're welcome. Tell me everything you know."
Daynamond couldn't take his eyes off the man's gaze, while Nox sighed, let go of the woman's throat, sat down on the chair, then leaned against the other table next door. He then threw his left leg over his right leg, took his cane in his right hand, put his left hand under his chin, and put his elbow above his knee.
"I can't make sense of the dull expression on your face. However, I have a very kind attitude towards you.However, it seems that you will not be able to relax until some points are revealed. Okay, so be it."
He straightened his back and threw his left hand into the inner pocket of the jacket, and turning the keys on his long index finger, he took his hand out of his jacket. "Thank you I took it while you were holding me.After all, having long, agile fingers requires it, doesn't it?I locked the door while killing the idiot who was trying to escape." He looked at her through her nose, but she continued to look at her with her mouth open.
Mrs. Daynamond?.. Daynamond? Are you okay?"
He got up from his seat and his eyes caught his attention as he held her by the chin and turned it left and right. He immediately checked the woman's pulse from the neck side.He had a sneaky smile on his face.
After throwing the key into a corner and fixing it by placing his left hand on his hat, he headed for the back door and walked out of the bar. At this time, a substance with the consistency of honey with a yellow color appeared from the mouth, eyes and ears of the woman.
"How did at least forty-caliber bullets catch a woman who could hurt her?"
...
White was trying to lift Block, who was standing on top of him and strangling him, clenching his teeth in a show, but In the face of the guy's physical strength, his muscles could not go beyond rebelling by crying.
As White was being strangled, he cursed him inwardly, saying, "Damn," and continued. "I fell right on top of him and quickly recovered and started punching him in the face, but he quickly tilted his body to the side and easily took me underneath.Ih... A lot... strong!
Although the young soldier made a move to gouge out the big man's seeing right eye, his arms were much shorter than those of his enemy. "Geber," Block whispered as he squeezed his throat out into a hoarse, hot air.
White immediately grabbed his left wrist with his right hand, clasped his arms together and pressed his enemy on the inside of his elbows.
When Block's power involuntarily slipped from his fingers, the young soldier thrust the thumb of his right hand into the man's eye in an agile move. And he grabbed the big man by the back of his head with his left hand and pulled him to him.
Then he put his feet around the waist of his enemy.
Block cried out in pain, pressing his arms to White's chest and pulling his head back, but the young soldier had no intention of letting him go. Desperately pressing firmly on the ground with his feet, he grabbed the teenager by the collar and lifted him into the air and slammed into the wall.
Although White let out of his mouth for a moment, he couldn't help but pull himself together and hug his enemy tighter with his legs.
Block tried to intimidate White by slamming the young soldier's body against that wall, but when the young soldier frowned on his face, he gritted his teeth and growled.
And with a final press, he put his finger a little more into the eye.
As Block cried out in pain, he grabbed his neck as he flicked his other hand in the air, and White's muscles relaxed in a sudden shock.
As Block continued to squeeze the neck of the black uniformed teenager with all his might, the blonde teen's eyes began to darken. And as the saliva lined up in his throat and went out with air and blood, he made a disgusting sound.
White fell to the ground and lay on his side in two twists, his face flushed as he tried to get airflow through his windpipe. And finally, thanks to the emptiness created by coughing, he began to exhale by taking a deep breath and moaning.
Block, whose throat was punctured, had his back against the wall and his head fell in front of him. After a few minutes of torture, White put his gun in his holster and climbed the stairs, and immediately saw the twins Big and Oud standing in the opposite building.
"Are they still trying to kill the guy called Nox?"
"Most likely."
White pointed his gun at a sudden flick of his wrist as he turned around.
Nox held up his hands and said, "I'm surrendering. Let's leave here first if you want."
"What?.. Why?"
Nox turned his eyes to the long-pointed, black-skinned, seventy-tall, red-eyed, purple-lips elements who entered the market.
"Do you see that six-man team you see wearing a similar military uniform to you?"
White pulled down his gun and immediately looked in the direction the man had said, and a team of six caught his eye.
"Yes, their uniform is also black, but I have half a finger of gloves on my hands.There's no rough glove like them."
"They are not gloves, but claws."
The young soldier turned his face to the cunning officer."Claw? Are those black, pointed gloves as big as my head a claw?"
Nox nodded." Yes I am. So follow me now.We're running away from here. If you get caught by them, we'll die.I think..."
"Okay. There were already things I wanted to talk to you about."
"How nice. We chat together along the way."