The deadline given by Capone was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in Clover City became more and more dignified.
What made the people in this city even more frightening was that facing Capone's ultimatum, Orlando did not give in, but chose to resist.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the city of Clover City is in chaos and danger all the time, but in fact, in the eyes of locals, the chaos here is also orderly, and Capone, and the Brotherhood of Clover City he controls, is governing such an order.
But now, this order is about to be broken.
All forces in the city began to stir up agitation, not only for the priceless bond, but also for the power of the city.
In the anticipation of many eyes, Capone's deadline finally arrived.
On this day, the sun rose as usual.
This notoriously chaotic city didn't see many people. On the empty streets, gusts of wind blew up gusts of wind. In the houses on both sides of the street, pairs of eyes mixed with fear and excitement were looking through the gaps in the windows. , observing everything outside.
Near noon, groups of figures holding long swords and sticks appeared almost simultaneously on several dilapidated main roads in Clover City, in front of the Glorious Cathedral, and on the central squares of the three urban areas.
As time went by, the crowd gathered more and more. By noon, tens of thousands of people had gathered at the major traffic points of Clover City.
I don't know who was the first who couldn't help but move his hand, and the two torrents collided suddenly.
Members who once belonged to the Brotherhood of Clover also stabbed the long sword in their hands into the chest of their "brothers" with a grinning grin.
Between swords, lights and swords, blood slowly spread along the nicks on the bluestone road, like a huge and mysterious magic circle, full of magical and tragic aura.
Life is fragile at this moment, and equally worthless.
Clover City is like a huge flesh mill, devouring one living being after another.
Both groups of people are red-eyed. They don't have fancy martial arts or high-level grudges, but only the most fierce aura and the most primitive brutality. bloodthirsty nature.
One by one, the pierced bodies fell to the ground twitching and howling, and then were trampled under the feet of the latecomers. All dignity, face, and identity seemed so pale and powerless in the face of the killing.
Whether it's the prominent gang leader in Clover City, the awe-inspiring gold-medal thug, or the younger brother at the bottom of the chain of contempt, at this moment, each other has received absolute fairness-everyone has only one life.
The fighting in the streets and alleys of Clover City at this time is far from the real confrontation between the two armies. There is no neat military formation, no uniform uniform, and no indomitable iron and blood discipline, but the danger and tragedy in it are not inferior .
These people do not have the degree of organization and cooperation of the regular army, but they are just as ruthless and disregard life, and they are even better in terms of resilience.
A small team was dispersed by the opponent, and they immediately ran around, hiding in the corners of the streets and alleys, and when the time was right, they regrouped and fought out again.
The smell of blood became the strongest smell in the city, and the sound of fighting became the only main sound in this world.
The whole city seems to have become a huge Colosseum, which is full of beasts who kill each other for glory, profit and survival.
It wasn't until nightfall that this tragic fight came to an end.
The howling and roaring gradually subsided. Some people were lying on the ground, and of course some people stood proudly by stepping on the corpses.
However, the war has only just begun, and it's just halftime.
The outcome is far from decided.
Standing on the top of a dilapidated building, Orlando looked at the city of Clover that was gradually being swallowed by darkness, with a calm expression.
The younger brother standing behind him was constantly looking up at his boss's back, hesitating to speak several times.
After a while, Orlando's cold words finally came:
"Tell them there are no pensions!"
"But, sir, they say if there's no pension, it'll be..."
"I said, no!" Orlando turned around suddenly, his round eyes seemed to eat his younger brother, "Since you have chosen to fight Capone with me, then don't think about backing down halfway! You go tell them, wait for us I won the final victory, as it should be, I will not lose them a single copper coin.
But now the outcome is tied, they don't want to take anything from me! "
"Yes!" The younger brother didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly withdrew.
Orlando stared at the dark night sky alone for a while, then turned and walked downstairs.
But when he just turned a corner, he stopped.
Because standing in front of him was the person he least expected to see—Capone!
Orlando just felt stiff all over, and wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to make any movements at all.
Capone just stood there quietly, without any further movement, the playfulness in his eyes seemed to be that of a tiger watching the struggle of its prey before it died.
Orlando opened his mouth and said shyly, "There are only three people who know I'm here. Which one betrayed me?"
Capone smiled triumphantly and said, "Guess."
Orlando still maintained the most basic calm at this time, thought for a while, and said: "It should be Rice. In today's battle, his subordinates suffered the most casualties, and he is also the one who most wants me to use part of the bond to pay the pension."
slap.
Capone actually clapped his hands and praised sincerely: "Awesome! But, Orlando, if you had used some of the bonds to buy people's hearts earlier, how could you have ended up like this?"
Orlando pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Capone smiled and continued: "Of course, if you hand over all those bonds to me now, I can still let you live."
Orlando remained silent.
The smile on Capone's face also gradually subsided, and his tone became cold: "Hmph, since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude!"
Before the words fell, Capone was like a strong rhinoceros, rushing towards Orlando with an unstoppable momentum.
Orlando's face turned pale immediately, and he rolled forward instinctively.
Boom!
The rocky ground was shattered with a bang, and a large amount of gravel was scattered like bullets, many hitting Orlando's body, causing bruises one by one.
Orlando didn't dare to think too much, got up from the ground in embarrassment, and ran away.
As a fifth-level fighter, Capone's personal force is at the top of the pyramid in Clover City, and Orlando dares to confront him head-on.
However, Capone grinned grimly, with a playful look in his eyes, and chased after him again.
Hearing the wind behind him, Orlando didn't have time to think about it, and stabbed backhand with the long sword in his hand.
Bang bang.
The long sword was slapped casually by Capone, and the entire blade split open, sending out a large number of fragments.
Orlando himself was also lifted up by the huge force from the long sword, and slammed into the side wall hard.
A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Orlando sat slumped on the ground, with despair appearing in his eyes.
Capone slowly approached Orlando in a leisurely manner, and said mockingly: "Orlando, now you have one last chance. Hand over the bonds, and I will give you a way out."
Orlando gasped a few times, but suddenly laughed.
Capone narrowed his eyes for no reason, and was about to ask if the other party was crazy, but suddenly felt a cold gaze from behind him.
He suddenly turned his head, and saw a person covered in white armor, who unexpectedly appeared behind him at no time!
(end of this chapter)