The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

The old lady stared into Angelo's eyes and said with a smile, "You can call me Mrs. Gao, I didn't come to repent, and I don't need to repent, I just came to see Angelo who can turn his hands upside down. Who is it?"

Angelo raised his eyebrows, his expression gradually turned cold, and he said with the corners of his mouth, "So? You see it now? Do you think it looks like you imagined? To be honest, you still dare to come to the door now, and it is indeed out. To my surprise, I was looking for you!"

Angelo was very surprised. He thought that as long as people in the hand union were not stupid, they would not provoke him again, and he might not even dare to show up in front of him.

But this old lady who seemed to have a high status dared to come over—at least that woman who looked like a poppy didn't have a Bentley drive yesterday, which proved that the old lady's status should not be low.

The old lady still smiled calmly, looked up and down at Angelo's street stall clothes, shook her head slightly, and said elegantly, "Well, it's not what I imagined, I didn't expect it to be so normal person."

"However, young people, don't be too arrogant. I'm not here to quarrel with you this time. I want to talk to you."

Angelo chuckled lightly, "Isn't it a young man if you're not angry? Madam Gao? Do you think there's anything to talk about? Yesterday, a beautiful lady came over and said she wanted to talk to me. I was blown away by me, why do you think I would talk to you, an old orange peel?"

After spending a long time with Stark, Angelo's mouth was also infected by Stark.

Old orange peel…

This despicable adjective made Mrs. Gao's eyes jump.

Although she is over 100 years old, she usually takes care of herself. All kinds of skin care products, beauty salon membership cards and the like are not many. For any woman, no matter how old she is, she still cares about her appearance.

Although Mrs. Gao was somewhat dissatisfied with Angelo's vicious language, she still forcibly endured her dissatisfaction when she thought about the importance of the keel.

Mrs. Gao was very cultivated and looked at Angelo with a smile, as if she was greeting an old friend, "Mr. Father, I don't think there is any unsolvable hatred between us, although it is our fault. First, but you also killed a lot of us, and today also took down a lot of our strongholds, and we just want to buy your keel from you, the price can be negotiated."

"If we can negotiate, I promise that the Hand will never retaliate."

Although the Heikong plan has been launched, it is only a last resort. If the keel can be taken peacefully, Mrs. Gao is not disgusted - of course, after getting the keel, it may not be too late to settle accounts with the other party.

"Impossible. You said that the war will start, and the truce will truce? Who do you think I am? Do you want me to sit down with you calmly to negotiate a deal?" Angelo was immediately annoyed by the old lady's words.

Hearing this, it is an old double standard.

But whenever the other party calmly talks to him about buying a keel at the beginning, although he will slaughter the other party, he will never slaughter the other party directly.

Moreover, Angelo didn't believe that the Hand Association would take revenge at all. How could this scum organization not take revenge.

What's more, there are gang bosses from Hell's Kitchen in the restaurant now watching the liveliness here. If Angelo really compromises, then he will not be able to stand in Hell's Kitchen in the future!

When people's hearts are scattered, it's not easy to lead the team.

It is impossible for Angelo to negotiate with each other in peace!

Mrs. Gao looked at Angelo in disbelief. She deduced from her previous behavior that Angelo was not a soft persimmon, but she did not expect that Angelo was a lunatic!

A lunatic who won't compromise at all!

Angelo and the Hand Society continue to fight to the death, not only will they get nothing, but they will also offend the Hand Society.

"I really don't have to talk about it? We can even make some compensation for the price of the keel." Mrs. Gao adjusted her mood and continued to ask with the last glimmer of hope. "You may not believe that the keel is the key to immortality. If you join us, I can even share the chance of immortality with you."

Hearing Madam Gao's words, Angelo almost laughed out loud. Although he was also surprised that the keel was actually related to immortality, but...

You talk to a necromancer about immortality? There are only two immortals in the church at the scene. Both Dr. Ethan and Nick have been transformed into undead creatures. Isn't this more convenient than a keel?

Angelo turned his head and glanced at Little Gary, who was running around on a small bone dragon in the hall, and smiled.

"No need to talk."

"It's you who is courting death!"

As soon as Angelo's voice fell, Mrs. Gao shook the cane in her hand at a speed that was completely unsuitable for her age, and a long sword with a cold light came out of the cane.

Mrs. Gao held a long sword and brought a series of phantoms, stabbing Angelo's throat.

Angelo stared dumbfounded at Mrs. Gao, who was carrying a series of phantoms. She really wanted to ask what health supplements she usually used, and then give Uncle Long some more. Uncle Long's gray hair seems to be more and more lately.

Regardless of the power of this sword, at least in terms of visual effects, it is very powerful.

"Be careful!" A voice came from the corner, it sounded like a man.

Angelo ignored who was calling him to be careful. He looked at the sword shadows in the sky, a little confused.

Isn't it said in the novel that if you have high mental strength, you can find the flaws to find a move? Why can't I find it myself? His eyes were almost blinded by the light reflected from the long sword, and he didn't see any flaws.

He simply shook his head and did not hide.

With such a powerful visual effect, in order to prevent the gutter from capsize, Angelo summoned the long-lost white bone armor to wrap himself around, and then gave Mrs. Gao, who had rushed in front of him, an attack backlash.

The next thing is to wait.

Angelo watched this elegant old lady use a set of fancy, extremely cool swordsmanship to keep slashing at him. This made Angelo think of the close combat expert who had been entangled in him for a long time.

It seems that in the future, I have to think of a way to deal with such bells and whistles, otherwise it would be too much to just stand and be beaten.

I have to say that this old lady is very well maintained. At such an old age, her hands are not shaking at all, and there is no sign of cerebral thrombosis or Parkinson's. Every sword is precisely stabbed in the throat, heart, and most men. on vulnerable parts.

But unfortunately, the right head is enough, and the power is almost there.

The clanging sound of the metal long sword and the bone armor collided, and as a result, it was impossible to even leave a mark on the bone armor.

To scrape, just scrape hard.

However, if this skill is seized to make a movie, there will definitely be a lot of special effects money left.

Angelo looked at Madam Gao who was scraping crazily and thought happily.

He pondered that if Steve without a shield came over and took a few blows, he would have to kneel. Of course, if he had a shield, it would be another matter, but at most it would be 55% off.

Mrs. Gao's idea is very simple and straightforward.

According to the information she received, there were a total of four people who took down their hand union stronghold today, and now only Angelo himself is there. It stands to reason that this time should be when Angelo is the weakest. Since peace talks are impossible, then Just do it.

Even if he couldn't kill Angelo directly, he would still be able to test out the depth of the opponent. According to her skills, Angelo should not be able to catch himself.

When she saw that Angelo was facing her attack, she didn't know how to resist, and she could only summon a strange skeleton to resist her, and she became even more certain of this idea.

Under the onlookers of everyone in the church, Madam Gao held a long sword and launched a series of attacks on Angelo like a violent storm, almost slashing from the scalp to the feet, slashing over and over.

Then he did a beautiful backflip, held the long sword behind his back, and jumped back to the spot, with a masterful demeanor.

Angelo smiled as if nothing happened, and asked Mrs. Gao who jumped back to the place, "Mrs. Gao, do you know that I am actually a mage? And the core of being a mage is enough meat and a set of anti-armor. "

"What's meaty enough? What's anti-armor?" Madam Gao looked at the unscathed Angelo with an incredible look. It seemed that Angelo was stronger than she thought!

It seems that the only way to go back is to let Heikong make corresponding preparations when Heikong comes back.

However, what did Angelo mean when he said anti-armor, is he really a lunatic? baffling!

Not only Mrs. Gao didn't understand it, but even the gang bosses who watched the fun in the church didn't understand.

Just when everyone was inexplicable, Mrs. Gao suddenly looked at Angelo with a look of horror, and before she could speak, she spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with viscera fragments.

A blood mist even formed in the air!

Angelo avoided the mouthful of blood to prevent it from splashing on his body, and looked at Madam Gao innocently, "I told you, I have anti-armor."

"You..." Madam Gao fell to the ground trembling and pointed at Angelo.

"Let's just say, it's not suitable for strenuous exercise when you're too old. Look at you, now you have Parkinson's." Angelo looked at Mrs. Gao, who was vomiting blood to the point of death. It seemed that he planned to capture her to make a movie. It's completely drained.

In the hall of the church, Nick stared blankly at Madam Gao who was vomiting blood and Angelo who was unharmed, and said dumbly, "It's amazing!"

On the side, little Galie pulled the little bone dragon's tail and shook it, and said proudly, "Of course! That's my dad! My dad is the best!"

Frank looked at his son's envious eyes, and silently put away the gun in his hand.

He really couldn't beat Angelo, but he was very interested in what Angelo said about the anti-Army, and he also wanted to enjoy the look of his son's admiration.

Watching Madam Gao fall to the ground, a strong bald head dashed out of the church.

The bald head ran over here and shouted, "You **** old fellow, how dare you attack Mr. Priest! Protect Mr. Priest!"

As he spoke, he took out his pistol and shot a few shots into the sky.

Looking at Alexei, the director of the underworld, who rushed towards him, Angelo's mouth twitched. No wonder this guy can achieve the position of the director of the black committee, he is really talented.

"Get out, get out, let Frank come over, take the old orange down and ask where the rest of them are hiding?" Angelo waved silently and told Alexie to get out.

Alexey sneered, then cut her throat at Mrs. Gao, who was half-dead on the ground. She turned her head and went into the room to find Frank.

As for the driver of the Bentley, he saw Mrs. Gao being beaten to death. He wanted to drive away, but was stopped halfway by a man who smashed the window with a punch and took him out.

Angelo just remembered that someone reminded him just now that it should be this person.

"By the way, what did you just say?" Angelo looked at the white young man with a yellow light on his fist. The young man looked to be only about twenty years old, with long chestnut hair, and he was wearing a suit that would give you a look at the price. Expensive shirt.

"Uh...it's nothing." The young man looked at Mrs. Gao, who was dragged away like a dog by Frank, his throat was a little dry, "Hello, Mr. Angelo, my name is Danny Rand. This person also sent Here, I think, he must know where the Hand is hiding."

Having said that, Danny Rand threw the driver in his hand to the ground.

"Oh, so are you, Daniel Rand." Angelo extended his hand to the young man. Although the young man looked weak, he should be kind.

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Professional things, professional people do.

The task of interrogating Mrs. Gao and the driver was given to Frank by Angelo.

Angelo invited Daniel Rand to sit down in the church hall.

"So, you are the young owner of the RAND Group? And now the RAND Group has been occupied by the Hands? Is it used to cover drug trafficking?"

Angelo looked at Daniel Rand with pity, UU reading www.uukanshu.com This young man is really weak and pitiful, although his hands will shine, but he can't even beat Mrs. Gao, obviously he is a rich second generation, You can't even keep your own property.

Daniel Rand followed Mrs. Gao to come here. He wanted to follow Mrs. Gao and sabotage her actions, but he didn't expect that Mrs. Gao was directly killed by Angelo.

"Well." Daniel Rand looked at the backyard with some worry, "As far as I know, there is a secret technique in the hand that can revive those red-clothed ninjas who have been transformed by the secret technique, but I don't know if it can revive Mrs. Gao, if If Madam Gao can be resurrected..."

Angelo smiled, "If you die, you will die. It's no big deal. If you see her, kill her once."

Angelo has probably understood some things after dealing with these people in the Hand Society several times. It seems that these crazy people of the Hand Society are not afraid of death, but they are very afraid of physical disability. Now that Daniel Rand said this, he wanted to understand.

Resurrection is conditional, and the body must be complete.

However, it may not be easy to die in Frank's hands with the limbs intact.

Angelo suddenly thought of something and looked at Daniel Rand solemnly, "This church will undertake Didi's business, only for the Hand Club, young man, do you want to take back your own property? Do you want to reach the pinnacle of life? Now the opportunity is in front of you, don’t need ninety-nine-eight, as long as nine million and eight million, we can help you regain the property, you can sign an IOU, and then settle the bill.”

Little Gary, who was beside her, happily came over and shouted, "After the payment is over, I will pay the bill! If you fail to pay the bill, you will be charged!"

Daniel Rand:  …