The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 137 Gua Sha Master Mrs. Gao

The old lady stared into An Qiluo's eyes and said with a smile, "You can call me Madam Gao, I am not here to repent, and I don't need to repent, I just came to see An Qiluo who can turn upside down Who is it?"

An Qiluo 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's what you imagined? To be honest, if you dare to come to the door now, it's true. Contrary to my expectations, I am looking for you!"

An Qiluo was very surprised. He thought that as long as the Hand members were not stupid, they would stop messing with him. He might even dare not even show his face in front of him.

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

The old lady still smiled calmly, looked up and down Angelo's street clothes, shook her head slightly, and said gracefully, "Well, it's not what I imagined, I didn't expect it to be such a Ordinary people."

"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, "You are still young if you are not arrogant? Madam Gao, right? Do you think there is anything to talk about? Yesterday you came to a beautiful woman and said she wanted to talk to me, but in the end the head was all After being blown away by me, why do you think I will talk to you, an old orange peel?"

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

old orange peel...

This despicable adjective made the corners of Madam Gao's eyes twitch.

Although she is hundreds of years old, she still pays attention to maintenance. There are many kinds of skin care products, membership cards for beauty salons and the like. For any woman, no matter how old she is, she still cares about her appearance.

Although An Qiluo's harsh words made Mrs. Gao feel a little dissatisfied, but considering the importance of the keel, she still forcibly endured her dissatisfaction.

Mrs. Gao was very self-cultivated, she smiled and looked at Angelo, as if she was greeting an old friend, "Mr. Priest, I don't think there is any unresolved hatred between us, although we are wrong First, but you also killed a lot of us, and today you took away a lot of our strongholds, and we just want to buy your keel from you, the price can be negotiated."

"If peace can be negotiated, I promise the Hand will never retaliate."

Although the Black Sky Project has been launched, it is only a last resort. If the keel can be obtained 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, if you say start a war, start the war, and stop the war if the war ends? Who do you think I am? Do you want me to sit down with you to negotiate a deal?" Angelo immediately laughed angrily at the old lady's words.

Hearing this, it is the old double standard.

But if the other party came to talk to him calmly about buying keel at the beginning, although he would kill the other party, he would definitely not kill the other party directly.

And An Qiluo didn't believe that the Hand would come to retaliate at all, how could this kind of scumbag organization not come to retaliate.

What's more, there is still a gang boss from Hell's Kitchen in the restaurant watching the excitement here. If Angelo really compromises, then he will have no way to gain a foothold in Hell's Kitchen in the future!

If the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be difficult to lead the team.

Due to emotion and reason, it is impossible for An Qiluo to negotiate peace with the other party!

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

A lunatic who won't compromise at all!

Angelo and the Hand would not only get nothing if they continued to fight to the death, but would also offend the Hand.

"Is there really nothing to talk about? We can even make some compensation for the price of the keel." Madam Gao adjusted her mood and continued to ask with the last glimmer of hope. "You may not believe it, the keel matter is the key to immortality. If you join us, I can even share the chance of immortality with you."

Hearing Mrs. Gao's words, An Qiluo almost laughed out loud. Although he was also surprised that the keel was related to immortality, but...

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

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

"There's nothing to talk about."

"You are courting death yourself!"

As soon as An Qiluo finished speaking, Mrs. Gao shook the crutch in her hand at a speed that was completely out of her age, and a long sword with a cold light came out of the crutch.

Mrs. Gao brought up a series of phantoms with the long sword in her hand, piercing Angelo's throat.

Angelo stared dumbfounded at Mrs. Gao, who was carrying a series of phantoms. He really wanted to ask her what health products she usually uses, and then give some to Uncle Long. Uncle Long seems to have more gray hair recently.

Regardless of the power of this sword, at least from the visual effect point of view, it is very powerful.

"Be careful!" came a voice from the corner of the street, which sounded like a man.

An Qiluo didn't pay attention to who was calling him to be careful, he looked at the sword shadows all over the sky, a little confused.

Isn't it said in the novel that one can find flaws in moves with high mental strength? Why can't I find it myself? His eyes were almost blinded by the light reflected from the long sword, but he didn't see any flaws.

Simply, he just shook his head and stopped hiding.

With such a powerful visual effect, in order to prevent the gutter from overturning, An Qiluo summoned the long-lost white bone armor to cover himself, and then attacked Mrs. Gao who had already rushed in front of him.

The next thing is to wait.

Angelo watched as the elegant old lady slashed at him with a set of gaudy and extremely cool swordsmanship. This made Angelo think of the melee fighter who had been pestering him for a long time.

It seems that in the future, I have to think of ways to deal with this kind of flamboyant guy, otherwise it is too unreasonable to just stand and be beaten.

I have to say that this old lady is really well maintained. At such an advanced age, her hands don't shake at all, and she doesn't have the slightest sign of cerebral thrombosis or Parkinson's. on vulnerable parts.

But unfortunately, the accuracy is enough, and the power is almost there.

The metal long sword collided with the bone armor and the ding ding sounded, and it was impossible to even leave a mark on the bone armor.

Scraping, just scrape hard.

But if this skill is seized to make a movie, it will definitely save a lot of money for special effects.

An Qiluo looked at Mrs. Gao who was scraping frantically, and thought cheerfully in his heart.

He thought, if Steve without a shield came over to get hit a few times, he would have to kneel. Of course, if he had a shield, it would be another story, but at most it would be 50-50.

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

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

Even if he couldn't directly kill An Qiluo, he could still test out the depth of the opponent. According to her skill, An Qiluo shouldn't be able to catch herself.

When she saw that An Qiluo didn't know how to resist her attack and could only summon a strange skeleton to resist her attack, she became more determined in her heart.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the church, Mrs. Gao took a long sword and launched a series of attacks on An Qiluo like a storm, almost chopping off from the scalp to the feet.

Then he did a beautiful backflip, held the long sword behind his back, and jumped back to the original place, looking like a master.

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

"What is enough meat? What is anti-armor?" Mrs. Gao looked at the unscathed An Qiluo in disbelief. It seemed that An Qiluo was stronger than she thought!

It seems that the only way to go back is to make Hei Kong prepare accordingly when Hei Kong comes again.

However, what does An Qiluo mean by anti-armour, is he really crazy? baffling!

Not only Mrs. Gao didn't understand, even the bosses of the gangsters watching the fun in the church didn't understand.

When everyone was puzzled, Mrs. Gao suddenly looked at An Qiluo in horror, and before she could speak, she vomited out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.

A blood mist even formed in the air!

An Qiluo dodged the big mouthful of blood to prevent it from splashing on his body, and looked at Madam Gao innocently, "I told you, I have anti-armour."

"You..." Mrs. Gao fell to the ground and pointed at An Qiluo tremblingly.

"Let me just say, old age is not suitable for strenuous exercise. Look at you, you must have Parkinson's now." Angelo looked regretfully at Mrs. Gao who vomited blood until she was half dead. It seemed that he planned to arrest her to make a movie. It was completely ruined.

In the hall of the church, Nick stared blankly at Mrs. Gao who had vomited blood and Angelo who was unharmed, and said blankly, "It's amazing!"

Little Jiali on the side shook the little bone dragon's tail and said proudly, "Of course! That's my father! My father is the most powerful!"

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

He really couldn't beat An Qiluo, but he was very interested in what An Qiluo said about anti-armor, and he also wanted to enjoy his son's adoring eyes.

Seeing Mrs. Gao fell to the ground, a big, strong bald head suddenly rushed out of the church.

The bald head ran towards this side while shouting, "You damn old guy, how dare you attack Mr. Priest! Protect Mr. Priest!"

As he said that, he also took out his pistol and fired a few shots into the sky.

Seeing Alexei, the director of the black committee rushing towards him, Angelo's mouth twitched. No wonder this guy is able to take the position of director of the Black Committee. He is really a talent.

"Get off, get off, tell Frank to come over, take this old orange down and ask where the rest of them are hiding?" Angelo waved Alexey wordlessly to get out.

Alexey sneered, then cut his throat at the half-dead Mrs. Gao on the ground, turned around and went into the room to find Frank.

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

Only then did An Qiluo remember that someone seemed to remind him of something just now, and it should be this person.

"By the way, what did you just say?" An Qiluo looked at the young white man with a yellow light on his fist. The young man looked to be around twenty years old, with long chestnut hair and wearing a suit that was priceless. Great shirt.

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

With that said, Daniel Rand threw the driver in his hand to the ground.

"Oh, hello to you too, Daniel Rand." Angelo stretched out his hand to the young man. Although the young man looked weak, he should be quite kind.

...

Professional things, professional people to 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 invaded by the Hand? Used as a cover for drug trafficking and smuggling?"

Angelo looked at Daniel Rand with pity. This young man is really weak and pitiful. Although his hands can shine, he can't even beat Mrs. Gao. He is obviously a rich second generation, and he can't even keep his own family 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 beaten to death by Angelo.

"Hmm." Daniel Rand looked towards the backyard with some concern, "As far as I know, the Hand has a secret method that can revive those red-clothed ninjas who have been transformed by the secret method, but I don't know if Madam Gao can be revived, if If Mrs. Gao can be resurrected..."

An Qiluo smiled, "If you die, you die. It's no big deal. The big deal is to kill her once you see her."

These few encounters with these Hand Association members, Angelo also understood some things. These Hand Association lunatics seem not to be afraid of death, but they are very afraid of physical deformity. Now that Daniel Rand said this, he wanted to understand.

Resurrection is conditional and must be complete.

However, it might not be easy to die in Frank's hands while keeping his limbs intact.

Angelo suddenly thought of something, and looked at Daniel Rand seriously, "This church accepts Didi's proxy service, only for the Hand Association, young man, do you want to regain your own family property? Do you want to reach the pinnacle of life? Now the opportunity is right in front of you, don’t need ninety-nine, only nine million and eighty thousand, and you can get back your property, you can sign an IOU, and settle the bill after payment.”

The little Jiali on the side also came over happily and shouted, "I will pay after paying! If you renege on the bill, you will be beaten together!"

Daniel Rand: ...