Chapter 141 Nono Team
After hearing Lu Mingfei's words, Caesar immediately stopped paying attention to him and turned to shout at Chu Zihang.
"Retreat!" Caesar's voice was decisive and low. He quickly raised the Uzi submachine gun and pointed it in the direction of the corridor. "We don't have time to entangle with them."
Chu Zihang nodded. They knew that the most important thing now was how to survive this out-of-control situation.
Caesar turned back to look at Yuan Zhisheng with a cold gaze: "Your men can no longer hold on. If you don't want to die here, you should make a wise decision."
Yuan Zhisheng got up from the ground and stared at Lu Mingfei with eyes as sharp as knives, but he knew that Caesar was right. Deadpool's invasion had put everyone in a desperate situation.
"Let's go!" Yuan Zhisheng followed Caesar and Chu Zihang and started walking downstairs. Yuan Zhisheng lost control of Kaguya, and Caesar and his men lost Finkel, the technical expert, so they lost control of the elevator and could only find a way to fight their way down one floor at a time.
Before going downstairs, Yuan Zhisheng took out his cell phone and dialed a number. His fingers were shaking slightly, and even his breathing became rapid: "Dad, are you still on the roof now? A large number of Deadpools have invaded here! Come down, let's break out together!"
The hoarse but calm voice of Tachibana Masamune came from the phone: "Chisheng, don't worry about me. I have an old friend to meet. From now on, you are the new head of the Snake Eight Clan."
"But..." Yuan Zhisheng frowned and his voice was anxious, as if he wanted to grab something, but the other party did not give him a chance.
"No buts." Tachibana Masamune's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, but it carried an irrefutable authority. "I know you just want to go to France to sell sunscreen, but in this turbulent era, you must shoulder your responsibilities. You are the emperor of the Snake Eight Clan, and you should show the courage of an emperor... Goodbye, Zhisheng."
As the call was hung up, the short beeps stung Yuan Zhisheng's eardrums. His fingers holding the phone trembled slightly, as if they wanted to crush the cold metal.
He stood there in a daze for a moment, as if he had not yet fully accepted this sudden fate. However, soon, his eyes became firm again, as if he had made up his mind. He was the emperor of the Eight Clans of Sheqi, and even if he was unwilling, he had to show his courage as an emperor at this time.
I just don't know why the corners of his eyes were a little wet.
"Let's go! Follow me to the armory to get weapons, and then we'll fight our way out!" Yuan Zhisheng roared with unquestionable power in his voice, and his running speed increased again.
Lu Mingfei stood beside Kaguya's console, quietly watching Caesar and the others walk away. His expression was calm and indifferent, as if he was enjoying a drama that had nothing to do with him.
"I never thought my brother would say such arrogant words one day." Lu Mingze's slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded from the side. He looked at Lu Mingfei with interest like a naughty child.
Lu Mingfei's gaze was still fixed on the distance, his voice calm and without any waves: "This is not only for them to hear, but also for everyone in the world to hear. They are lucky to have met me."
“Oh~” Lu Mingze smiled meaningfully, with a hint of expectation in his tone, “It seems that you have really figured it out, brother. But this time when we wave the battle flag, I wonder how many people will be willing to stand on our side. Of course, even if no one stands by, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, I will definitely stand with you to the end.”
He seemed to be talking about something insignificant, and his tone was as relaxed as if he was discussing what to have for afternoon tea.
"Oh, brother." Lu Mingze suddenly seemed to remember something, and his tone became more playful. "Are you going to let them go down like this? Every floor downstairs is now filled with deadpools, and someone has opened the entrance to the 'Night Food Field' here. There is a constant stream of hunters coming in, they will really die."
"And if we let these hunters get away, it will cause a lot of trouble."
"The girls are almost here. They will take care of the things below. Now all we have to do is go up and meet our old friends." Lu Mingfei said.
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At the same time, Finkel's fierce battle in the underground parking lot was gradually coming to an end.
Word Spirit Bronze Throne
Finger's roar was like thunder, and his fist flashed with bronze light as he smashed into a snake-like Deadpool. The Deadpool's huge body was blown away by the punch, and its huge tail tried to wrap around Finger's waist, but was held by his iron-like hands, and twisted violently, directly crushing the scaly head into pieces.
"Damn it! Where did these guys come from!" Finkel cursed and shook off the blood on his hands in disgust. At this moment, he no longer looked like the useless guy he was when he was with Caesar and the others. Instead, he looked like a thug. The bodies of Deadpool were piled around him and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
As soon as he entered the elevator, he pressed the button for the basement floor. He originally wanted to find a car to leave here directly, but he didn't expect to see a large group of Deadpools coming out of a refrigerated truck and rushing towards him as soon as he entered the underground parking lot.
It took him a lot of effort to kill these deadpools.
Just then, a van drove into the underground garage, and its headlights cut through the darkness. Finkel instantly tensed up and stared at the door vigilantly, fearing that another group of Deadpools would come out.
When the car got closer, he saw that the driver was a red-haired woman and he relaxed.
When the car stopped, the red-haired driver in a red leather jacket got out with a shotgun in his hand. The rear door opened, and a cute white-haired Russian girl in casual clothes who looked like a doll got out with a submachine gun in her hand. Then a black-haired German girl with elegant manners got out, also holding a submachine gun in her hand and a knight's sword on her waist.
The last one was a young girl full of vitality. She was as beautiful as a demon, but her breasts were a little regrettable. She was holding two pistols.
"Aunties, you're finally here!" Finkel looked at the beautiful girls who got off the car, as if he had seen his reborn parents. He wanted to pounce on them, but when he was about to pounce, the muzzle of the shotgun was pressed against his forehead.
"If you have something to say, let's talk it over. Put down the gun first, and don't let it go off accidentally." Finkel said as he raised his hand tremblingly. He no longer had the viciousness that he had just shown when he tore Deadpool apart with his bare hands, and he became a harmless waste again.
"What the hell! We just finished taking a bath and you called for help. This bath was in vain." Nono put down the gun and complained.
However, when Nono saw that Finkel was covered in blood and glanced at the piles of Deadpool corpses behind him, her expression instantly became serious, and a hint of suspicion and vigilance appeared in her eyes.
"Did you do all this?" Nuonuo raised his eyebrows, his tone full of distrust.
Finkel waved his hands hurriedly and forced a flattering smile on his face: "Ladies, how could I have such ability! When I got here, I found that these guys were already dead. I... I just stepped on these corpses and fell, and ended up getting covered in blood." He spread out his hands innocently, with a miserable expression on his face for fear of being misunderstood.
Nuonuo glanced at him coldly, and that sharp gaze seemed to be able to peel off his lies layer by layer. Finkel felt a chill down his spine and almost doubted whether he was exposed.
"Where are Caesar and the others?" Nono's voice was low and calm, his fingers gently stroking the barrel of the shotgun, "Why are you alone? What happened?"
Finkel sighed and said with a bitter face: "Don't mention it, Caesar and the others are still upstairs. The whole building is full of Deadpools now. They desperately helped me open a path, so I ran down to pick you up."
When Nuonuo heard this, her brows furrowed and her expression became even more solemn. She didn't say anything more, but turned around decisively and walked quickly towards the elevator.
"Go." Nuonuo gave the order without a trace of hesitation in his tone.
Upon seeing this, Finkel hurriedly followed behind them with a flattering smile on his face: "Come on, junior sisters! I've already pressed the elevator button for you, just go up directly..."
Before he finished speaking, Nono raised his shotgun again, and pointed the cold muzzle at his forehead again. Finger froze, cold sweat on his forehead, raised his hands and begged: "Junior sister! Junior sister! Don't be impulsive, talk it over..."
Nuonuo snorted coldly, without moving the gun: "Let's go together."
Finkel's eyes widened, his voice filled with despair: "No, Junior Sister! I finally escaped from the gates of hell, and now you want me to go back, isn't that sending me to death?"
Nuo Nuo narrowed his eyes, with a hint of impatience and contempt in his eyes: "What? You want me and these cute little junior sisters to die? At a time like this, shouldn't you, an eighth-grade senior brother, show your might? Protect the junior sisters from wind and rain, don't you understand how to pick up junior sisters?"
Finkel looked at Nono with a look of despair, wailing in his heart, but he knew that if he didn't follow now, he might not live to see tomorrow.
"Okay, okay... I'll do it, I'll do it..." He muttered, but his steps carefully followed Nuo Nuo's.
The sound of rain was raging outside the high-rise building, and the howling wind hit the windows, as if the whole world was foreshadowing the coming of a disaster. The indicator light of the elevator was slowly rising, and Nono, Finger and several girls took heavy and firm steps.
"Don't be afraid." Nuo Nuo turned his head and glanced at Finger, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile, "At least, it's not too tragic for you to die beside your junior sister."
After hearing this, Finkel almost cried.
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In the rain, the blue body of the Lamborghini split the thick fog on the road like a flash of lightning. The wheels splashed water, and the raindrops hit the windows, turning into countless tiny streams of water sliding down. However, no matter how fierce the rain was, the car was always as steady as a mirror, as if the driver could dance with the wind and rain.
Jiude Mai held the steering wheel lightly with one hand, her eyes focused and calm. The road was slippery, but she controlled the steering without any hesitation. Every turn of the steering wheel was as precise as a calculated formula. She casually took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to the girl sitting quietly next to her.
"Do you want to eat?" she asked softly, with a gentleness that was unintentionally revealed in her voice.
Eri, sitting in the passenger seat, was holding a cute Rilakkuma. The stuffed toy in her arms shook slightly because of her movements. She stretched out her pale little hand and gently took the candy.
"Thank you." Her voice was very soft, like that of a child who had just learned to speak. Her voice was hoarse and a little strange, as if she had been out of touch with this noisy world for a long time and was trying to reintegrate into it.
"We're almost there." Mai Jiude stared at the destination ahead, her voice low and steady, "Are you scared?"
Eri lowered her head and glanced at the Rilakkuma in her arms. The little bear had a permanent smile on his face, but her expression was calm and unperturbed.
"A little bit." She answered softly, with a hint of imperceptible weakness in her tone, "But... I'm not that scared because he's here." She held the little bear in her arms tighter.
Jiude Mai turned her head slightly and glanced at the taciturn little girl, with a hint of curiosity in her heart. Her voice was filled with a hint of doubt: "Aren't you the head of the Sheqi Eight Clan? Why did you join us?"
Eri didn't answer immediately. Her eyes were a little vague, as if she was lost in some deep thought, but her answer was gentle and firm.
"Because he said... monsters can also save the world." She said slowly, with a childish innocence and rare trust in her tone, "People like us... can also become Ultraman."
Jiude Mai's hands trembled slightly, and her knuckles gripping the steering wheel tightened involuntarily, causing the car body to shake slightly. She couldn't help but let go of the accelerator, and the speed of the car slowed down in the rain.
"Ultraman..." she repeated softly, with a helpless smile on her lips. "Monsters save the world, small monsters follow big monsters... This world is really ironic."
After a moment's silence, she calmed down and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The engine roared in response to her will, and the speed of the car soared instantly, and it shuttled through the rain again.
The Lamborghini sped all the way and soon arrived at the outskirts of Genji Heavy Industries, but they did not drive directly into the underground garage, but went straight through a layer of film that looked like a water curtain.
The moment you pass through the film, the world seems to be turned upside down. The scene in front of you suddenly turns into a dilapidated street. The street lights flicker in the rain, and the accumulated water gathers into a small river at the street corner. The surrounding buildings are decayed and dilapidated, like wreckage abandoned in the torrent of time.
At the end of the street, a dense group of hunters came like a tide. Those twisted monsters let out low roars, and their sharp claws flashed cold light. Their bodies seemed to merge with the darkness, and they swarmed in with the breath of death.
Eri gently put the teddy bear in her arms back into the car, then reached out and grabbed the samurai sword next to the seat. The cherry-red long sword trembled slightly in the rain, reflecting her calm eyes.
She opened the car door without hesitation and got out. The rain slid down her long hair. Her figure looked slender and lonely in the wind and rain, but with a determination that could not be ignored.
Facing the hunters who swarmed over her, she showed no fear. She gripped the samurai sword tightly, turned her wrist slightly, and the blade drew a graceful and cold arc in the air.
As the blade swung, a thin red line was drawn in the rain. The line seemed to condense the power of death and instantly flew towards the monsters like a ruthless judgment.
The bodies of the hunters had no power of resistance below the red line. The sharp sword intent seemed to penetrate time and space, and each hunter's body was broken into two pieces on the red line. At the moment of breaking, their howls stopped abruptly, as if death let out a sigh at this moment.
Not only the hunting, but also the dilapidated buildings on the street were broken in the aftereffects of the knife. The broken walls collapsed, and brick and tile fragments flew everywhere with the rain. The whole street was instantly split open by this knife, with a huge crack.
Eri stood at the end of the sword light, with the long sword hanging at her side. The rain dripped down the blade to the ground, making a slight sound. Her expression was still calm, as if the fierce killing just now was just a game in the wind.
She quietly watched the rain gradually subsiding in front of her, and her hand holding the knife loosened slightly. At that moment, her figure seemed extremely lonely in the strong wind and heavy rain, like a flower blooming in the storm.
Mai Jiude in the car looked at this scene, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, she shook her head and murmured to herself: "Monsters can also become Ultraman... I really hope this is true."
She took a deep breath, pulled out the shotgun and long knife from under the passenger seat, and skillfully checked the magazine. "Let's go." She whispered, as if to herself and to Eri outside the car.
Eri turned her head slightly, glanced at Jude Mai, then looked at the rain curtain in front of her again. The cherry-red blade trembled slightly in her hand, as if responding to the upcoming battle.
"Yes, let's go." She said softly, her voice so soft that it seemed to blend into the sound of rain.
The next moment, she raised her knife and walked towards the hunters again. The knife light flickered in the rain, like an everlasting hope, drawing a bright red crack in this broken world.
Dense groups of hunters continued to rush towards them. At the same time, there were many hunters with their membrane wings spread out, hovering in the sky. Not far away, a huge figure gradually emerged.
(End of this chapter)
