Standing in front of him, the man who claimed to be the underworld emperor in the slums, was wearing a luxurious fur coat, but the upper body inside the coat was completely naked. The silky smooth fur was rubbing against the tattooed skin. Wiping away the coldness and the cruelty hidden in the depths, he was very successful in not making those gentle and polite words feel out of tune with his identity.
The worlds on both sides of the universe have dark underground worlds. Xu Le, who was an orphan in Donglin, is no stranger to the rules of this world. He knows that these seemingly at the bottom of the underground world often bring out some extremely powerful characters. Mid-level is the most famous representative of them. In the federation with the brilliance of the charter, no one dared to completely ignore the underground world, not to mention this is the most chaotic and most disorderly slum in the empire's Tianjing star.
Logically, he should be polite or polite to this man, but he really wanted to see the person above this man, so his answer was extremely direct and simple, which seemed a little contradictory and lacking respect.
In the eyes of the gun-wielding men in the living room, Xu Le's answer was not only lack of respect, but also serious impoliteness. These men at the bottom of the empire, who did not have the slightest affection for the Commonwealth, couldn't help but stand at the moment. He stood up, cursed loudly, and pointed the heavy gun in his hand at Xu Le's head, as if angry bullets would be fired in the next moment.
The smile on the face of the underworld leader wearing a fur coat gradually faded away, and the right palm wearing three oddly large diamond rings slowly stretched into the collar, rubbing gently between the soft and smooth fur and the skin on his chest, and then shook his head.
He didn't stop these loyal and bloodthirsty subordinates from beating up the Federals. He just reminded them not to use firearms, and it would be good to use some simple violence to let them know what awe is.
The reason why he made such a decision is because he also has a strong curiosity in his heart, why the old man he respects the most attaches great importance to this federal fugitive in front of him, and this foreigner who has been the most peaceful in front of him for five years, what is there? What kind of confidence.
Many years ago on Donglin Star, Xu Le was once held against his forehead with a cold gun barrel. He never forgot the feeling of pain and humiliation. After so many years, the experience of being held by a gun. Too much, so much that he was almost numb, and his calm heart could not produce too much tension.
A tall man over two meters tall with a thick brown beard on his face threw the firearm in his hand into the hands of his companion, grinned with a naive and cruel smile, and walked towards Xu Le. He rubbed his hands together, the joints of his upper body. There was a palpitating clicking sound, and the tensed and protruding muscles did not know what kind of terrifying power was hidden.
When the gunmen in the living room saw this scene, they couldn't help shrugging their shoulders at the same time, guessing that this thin and pale Federalist would probably be able to withstand it for a few seconds, and that several bones would be broken afterwards.
Xu Le tilted his head slightly, squinted at the burly man who was getting closer, and then frowned, seeing that the other party would not be satisfied if he didn't break a few of his bones.
It's just that his bones have been broken too many times by Huai Cao Shi, and after three days in the dark underground waterway, it is impossible to fully recover. He has absolutely no idea of breaking bones again to comfort the mood of these imperial gangsters.
The burly man grinned, revealing teeth that were full of yellow and rotten like big corn kernels. A few traces of cruel cruelty flashed in his eyes that were as round as the mouth of a bottle. He raised his right arm and patted Xu Le's head with a snort.
It was a simple slap, without any fancy moves. As the number one general of this gang, this burly man had absolute confidence in his own strength. He believed that no matter how Xu Le blocked it, he would be blocked. Fan himself to the ground.
Who gave himself a terrifying palm that was bigger than the little table looked
Looking at the ferocious and cruel expressions in the pair of round eyes that were close at hand, Xu Le's eyes narrowed more and more, and unexpectedly remembered that when he was fighting bloody with his teammates on the battlefield of Xilin, he could always be in the eyes of those imperial expedition troops. , seeing a very similar primitive and wild bloodthirsty impulse, this feeling is very bad, which makes him very unpleasant.
The left arm that could barely be lifted, just before the small table-like palm whistled to the moment, it was lifted lightly, and the thumb and index finger of the left hand clasped the wrist of the burly man like lightning, and the fingertips were deep. The ground sinks between the two cartilages.
With such a simple click, the burly man's brute-force blow suddenly stopped in the air, his sturdy right arm was stiff in the air, and there was no way to advance an inch.
The expressions of the imperial gangsters in the living room changed dramatically, they stood up in shock, and subconsciously clenched the firearms in their hands.
Xu Le silently looked at the shock and unwillingness in the eyes of the big man in front of him, his sparsely shaved eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his fingertips added force.
The thumb sank a little deeper, like a nail digging deeply into the wood, and it couldn't be pulled out at all.
The burly man only felt a sharp pain. At this moment, his usually extremely conceited strength seemed to be drained. He didn't know how many enemies he had killed in his life, but the right arm of this thin guy was actually fixed in the air with two fingers!
The gangsters are all desperadoes who have been killed by the entanglement between life and death. Knowing that they have encountered a tough hand, the burly man is not afraid at all. Instead, he stimulates the most primitive and wild murderous intention in his heart. He eats like a beast. With a scream of pain, he pulled his right arm hard!
Xu Le's two fingers were two iron nails, how could he pull them back? The burly man should have expected this in advance. No one thought that the brute force resistance was just an appearance. His empty left hand reached behind his waist and held the handle of the alloy thorn.
What's more dangerous is that he suddenly exerted force on his waist, preparing to lift the thigh that was thicker than the waist of a child. Even if Xu Le could block the insidious blow of the army thorn, he would have no way to stop the rage going towards his lower abdomen. kick!
Xu Le's bones were broken, and his lower abdomen was seriously injured. He was very angry that these imperial people attacked these places again. He must know that the injuries he suffered were bestowed by the mighty His Royal Highness. What qualifications do these gang members have in front of him? To follow in the footsteps of Huaicao Shi
With a flick of his wrist, he powerfully twisted the arm of the charismatic man, his two intact feet jumped eerily below, and the posture memory deeply embedded in the skeletal muscles was perfectly presented in the field. The moment before the burly man was about to raise his leg, his left foot had already come first, with extreme precision, and he stepped on it unreasonably!
The left foot wearing hard-soled cowhide boots slammed on the right instep of the burly man, like a big hammer hitting a flower pot.
A clear and terrifying sound of bone cracking rang out from below.
The burly man's complexion suddenly turned pale, his lips were wide open, and there was a sound of exhalation between his yellow and rotten teeth.
Xu Le didn't listen to a big man's desire to scream like a bitch, and then he moved in again, his knees slammed into the burly big man's knees, and almost at the same time, his body made a strange pause in the air. The movement, the right leg drew an arc from the oblique outside, hit the big man's waist as fast as lightning.
The front knee directly deformed the burly big man's knee joint and twisted it terribly backwards, and when he stepped back, he accurately hit the big man's right hand holding the army thorn, and the blood of the huge force vibrated instantly spurted out of the tiger's mouth.
Accurate, fast and ruthless melee three combos did not give the burly man any chance to cry out. The powerful lethality and overlapping pain caused the man to fall heavily to the ground like a toppling hill. The floor of the living room shook slightly and fell into a coma.
All this happened so fast that the gangsters in the living room didn't have time to respond and rescue. They could only watch the skinny young man from the Federation, like a devil, slid sideways and turned his companion into a coma. of meatballs.
What made them extremely frightened was that this Federalist was so powerful that they couldn't find words to describe it. It was a simple movement, but it possessed such incredible power. It's very clear and clear, but it always gives people a feeling that they can't keep up with his rhythm!
Many firearms were brought up again and aimed at Xu Le, but at this time, the hands of these gangsters trembled slightly, and they could no longer be as relaxed and contemptuous as before. They always felt that even if they fired immediately, they might not be able to. Kill the federal man standing quietly in the field.
Because he is too quiet.
Xu Le slowly withdrew his left foot, not looking at the burly man on the ground whose instep was rapidly swollen like a rotten cake, withdrew his gaze and quietly looked at the leader of the crowd, the man who claimed to be the emperor of the imperial gang.
There was dead silence in the building. After a long silence, the naked man in a fur coat frowned, lit a cigarette, and said, "My name is Mu En, here are my brothers, we don't have the slightest affection for the Federals, But... we live in a world where the strong eat the weak, and your performance just now should be worthy of our respect."
"Hello, Mr. Muen." Xu Le said, "I still really want to meet the people above you."
There was someone upstairs, there was always someone upstairs, and an indistinct face appeared in the shadows on the second floor.
Mu En followed Xu Le's gaze and looked upstairs. Seeing that face nodded, he couldn't help frowning and made a gesture of invitation.
"My name is Voss, and now I lead the underground resistance."
"From the day I was born, my mission in life has been to lead the oppressed and bullied pariahs and commoners to use all means to resist the bloody rule of the Emperor, and to overthrow this backward political system condensed by belligerent madmen and shameless nobles. , to find a freer, more peaceful and more prosperous future for the 87.4 billion people of the 47 galaxies in the Zuotian Star Region."
"In these two decades, our cause has suffered unprecedented setbacks. Millions of heroic warriors, armed with poorly crafted weapons, resisted the royal family's warships and cannons, paying a bloody price. After that, there was no hope of success.”
"Until you show up."
The thin old man on the high-backed chair in the dark room on the second floor turned around slowly, the wrinkles on his face and those tan age spots, which devoured his original white skin extremely unsightly.