Chapter 370： conflict

The deadline given by Capone is getting closer, and the atmosphere in Clover City has become more and more solemn.

Even more frightening to the people in this city is that in the face of Capone's ultimatum, Orlando did not give in, but chose to confront it.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the city of Clover City is in chaos and danger all the time, but in the eyes of locals, the chaos here is also in order, and Capone, and the Clover City Brotherhood he controls, Is dominating such an order.

But now, this order is about to be broken.

All the forces in the city began to stir up, not only for the priceless bond, but also for the authority of the city.

In the anticipation of many eyes, Capone's deadline has finally arrived.

On this day, the sun rises as usual.

This notorious and chaotic city has little popularity. On the empty streets, gusts of wind whirled up. 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. , Watching everything outside.

Near noon, groups of people holding long swords and clubs appeared almost simultaneously on several dilapidated main roads of Alfalfa City, in front of the door of the Glory Cathedral, and on the central square of the three urban areas.

With the passage of time, the crowd gathered more and more. In the afternoon, tens of thousands of people gathered at the major transportation points of Alfalfa City. They were divided into two distinct groups, facing each other in silence.

I don't know who was the first to move his hand, and the two torrents suddenly collided together.

The members of the Alfalfa Brotherhood who once belonged to the Alfalfa Brotherhood smiled grinningly and stabbed the long sword in their hands into the chest of their "brothers".

In the shadow of the sword, the blood slowly scattered 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.

Alfalfa City is like a huge flesh-and-blood mill, constantly devouring one after another fresh life.

Both groups of people were blushing. They did not have fancy martial arts and high-level fighting spirits. They only had the most fierce aura and the most primitive brutality. This brutality was completely rooted in the bloodline of the blood of the inherited son’s ancient killing instinct and Bloodthirsty in nature.

One by one, the pierced bodies fell to the ground and convulsed and howled miserably, and then they were trampled under the feet by latecomers. All their dignity, face, and identity seemed so pale and weak in front of the killing.

Whether it's the clever gang leader in Alfalfa City, the awesome gold medalist, or the little brother at the bottom of the chain of contempt, at this moment, each other is absolutely fair-everyone has only one life.

At this time, the fighting in the streets and alleys of Alfalfa City was far from the real confrontation between the two armies. There was no neat army formation, no uniform uniform, and no indomitable iron-blooded discipline, but the danger and tragic in it were not inferior. .

These people do not have the degree of organization and cooperation of the regular army, but they are equally cruel, and they also ignore life, and in terms of resilience, they are even better.

A squad was dissipated by their opponents, and they immediately fled around, hiding in the corners of the streets and alleys, and when the time was right, they gathered again and attacked again.

The smell of blood became the strongest smell in this city, and the sound of fighting became the only dominant voice in this world.

The whole city seems to be a huge Colosseum, filled with beasts killing each other for glory, profit, and survival.

It was not until night fell that this tragic fight came to an end.

The horrible howls and roars gradually subsided. Some people lay on the ground, and of course some people stepped on the corpse, standing proudly.

However, this war has just begun, and it is only an intermission.

The outcome is far from being determined.

Standing on the top of a disused building, Orlando looked at Alfalfa City, which was gradually being swallowed by darkness, with a calm expression.

The little brother standing behind him was constantly looking up at his boss's back, hesitant to speak several times.

After a long while, Orlando's cold words finally came:

"Tell them, there is no pension!"

"But, boss, they said that if there is no pension, they will..."

"I said, no!" Orlando turned around suddenly, his eyes widened as if he wanted to eat his little brother, "Since you chose to follow me against Capone, don't think of backing down! Tell them and wait for us. I won the final victory, and I will not lose them even if I have a copper coin.

But now the outcome is undecided, they don't want to take anything from me! "

"Yes!" The younger brother didn't dare to say any more, and quickly retired.

Orlando stared at the dark night sky alone for a while, then turned and walked downstairs.

But when he had just turned a turn, he stopped.

Because, standing in front of him is the person he least wants to see-Capone!

Orlando just felt stiff and wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to make any moves.

Capone stood there quietly, without any further action, the joke in his eyes seemed to be a tiger watching his prey's dying struggle.

Orlando opened his mouth and said bitterly, "There are only three people who know I am here. Which one betrayed me?"

Capone smiled triumphantly and said, "Guess it."

Orlando still maintained the most basic calm at this time, thought for a while, and said: "It should be Les, he suffered the most casualties in today's battle, and he is also the person who most wants me to take out a part of the bond to pay for the compensation."

Slap.

Capone clapped his hands and praised sincerely: "It's amazing! But Orlando, if you took out a portion of the bonds to buy people's hearts earlier, how could you end up like this?"

Orlando pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Capone smiled and continued: "Of course, if you give me all those bonds now, I can still let you make a living."

Orlando still didn't speak.

The smile on Capone's face gradually receded, and his tone became cold: "Hmph, since you don't know good or bad, don't blame me for being polite!"

Before he finished his words, Capone was like a strong rhino, rushing towards Orlando with an unstoppable momentum.

Orlando turned pale suddenly, and rolled forward instinctively.

Boom!

The stone ground blasted to pieces, and a large amount of rubble spattered like bullets, many hitting Orlando, smashing bruises one by one.

Orlando didn't dare to think any more, got up from the ground embarrassedly, and ran away.

As a Tier 5 fighter, Capone's personal strength is at the top of the pyramid in Alfalfa City. How can Orlando dare to confront it head-on.

However, Capone gave a smirk, joking in his eyes, deceiving him again and chasing him up.

Hearing the wind behind himOrlando couldn't think about it, and the long sword in his hand stabbed backhand.

Clang.

The long sword was slapped casually by Capone, and the whole body of the sword broke apart, and a large number of fragments were shot out.

Orlando himself was also flew up by the huge power from the long sword, and slammed hard against the side wall.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Orlando sat slumped on the ground, despair in his eyes.

Capone slowly approached Orlando in his spare time, taunting: "Orlando, now you have one last chance. Hand over the bond, and I will give you a way out."

Orlando gasped a few times, but suddenly laughed.

Capone narrowed his eyes for unknown reasons, and when he was about to ask if the other party was crazy, he suddenly felt a cold gaze coming from behind him.

He suddenly turned his head and saw a person covered in white armor, who did not know when to appear behind him!