Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 293 You take the AK, I’ll take the Laifu, make it bigger and stronger!
The spy planted by Zhou Xuan in Sheqiba's home not long ago sent news that Herzog had learned of Caesar's whereabouts and had dispatched troops to carry out the operation.

Zhou Xuan originally thought that this would be a simple arrest operation, but he did not expect that this situation would arise.

In addition to being equipped with heavy firepower, the four gunmen in the Mambo Internet Cafe are all A-level hybrids. There is also a gang member named "Chibei" on the way.

As far as Zhou Xuan knew, most of the members of this gang were children between the ages of sixteen and twenty, and there were many mixed races among them.

The families of these gangsters are each richer than the last. Apart from doing whatever they want and ignoring the law, they do nothing serious every day.

What's even worse is that these bastards also like to take hallucinogens, their mental state is no different from the psychopaths in St. Elizabeth, and each of them has a gun, although it is just an imitation shotgun.

Obviously, this level of lineup is not trying to capture the Caesar trio, but is preparing to directly kill people and silence them!
Is Herzog really going crazy? Dare you even kill your own boss’s son?

Zhou Xuan was a little confused.

Although he had expected Herzog's defense to be broken, he did not expect that the old guy would be so crazy.

"Isn't it just that the fierce ghosts robbed you, captured your eldest son, and took away the beautiful girl you used to resurrect the White King, ruining your twenty years of hard work? It's not a big deal. My mental endurance still needs to be improved." Zhou Xuan rolled his eyes.

That bastard Herzog is really crazy!
Obviously, Chibei had already carried out a wave of shotgun replacement before coming here. The imitation shotgun was super evolved and upgraded to a brand new SPAS-12 shotgun.

This is a team.

"Well, this is the Chi Bei I just told you about, a group of jackals raised by Herzog, who are also the test subjects for the dragon blood evolutionary medicine." Zhou Xuan raised his chin and gestured to Yuan Zhisheng.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan's expression froze slightly.

"Wait a minute, if I'm not mistaken, these bastards are using SPAS-12 shotguns, right? Are they using 12-gauge shotguns? Didn't the information you just gave me say that these people only have imitations? A shotgun?"

SHIT!

This group of good boys roared and screamed excitedly, like curly-haired baboons in the jungle. They jumped out of the car and rushed towards the Internet cafe door with weapons in hand!

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the chaotic group of teenagers and their weapons, and a look of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face.

Apart from wanting to kill Herzog's family, what other bad intentions could Zhou Xuan have?

They wore exaggerated leather jackets studded with copper nails, and metal necklaces as thick as a baby's arm hung around their necks. Their hair was dyed red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and their arms were covered with messy tattoos. Look, they are a group of good boys who abide by the law.

Before he finished speaking, a series of engine sounds like the roar of a giant beast suddenly sounded, rapidly approaching from far away, and motorcycles and sports cars emerged from the streets and alleys one after another.

Most of the fleet are modified large-displacement motorcycles, and a few are American muscle sports cars. The drivers of these mechanical monsters are a group of colorful teenagers.

A blood-red Dodge Viper sports car suddenly stopped at the entrance of the Mambo Internet Cafe. Its tires rubbed violently against the ground, and thick black smoke rolled up.

"hiss……"

How to describe the power of this shotgun?
Probably when a person is hit by a gunshot, it will usually not be a big problem with bruises and bruises, but small problems with patches here and there...

At this time, a sharp brake sound came from the corner of the street.

Zhou Xuan took a slow breath and felt a little sweaty.

"Although I don't know what you are thinking, I think I still need to sneak into Mambo Internet Cafe first, just in case." Yuan Zhisheng suddenly said.

"If you add one, you won't be able to sneak in."...

At this time, in the small cubicle of Mambo Internet Cafe.

Caesar had already taken out the Desert Eagle, frowning and leaning against the wall, listening closely to what was going on outside.

In addition to the four gunmen outside, there is also a large group of hellish bosozoku!

Caesar didn't think that these lawless gangsters were here to shine their shoes. In all likelihood, they were sent by the Sheqi family to look for him.

"Shit! How could the Sheqi family move so fast? How did they know my whereabouts?" Caesar cursed in a low voice.

The current situation is very unfavorable for him.

Those bastards outside are equipped with better weapons than the Japanese Self-Defense Forces!

In just a short minute, Caesar heard the sound of pistols, shotguns and automatic rifles being loaded, but he only had a Desert Eagle with only one bullet in it.

Before entering the Trieste, Caesar removed the magazine, leaving only one bullet in the chamber.

After all, the Desert Eagle can't do anything underwater, and Caesar only uses this gun as a mascot amulet or something like that.

Word Spirit: Kamaitachi continuously transmits information from the outside into Caesar's brain, and he thinks about the current situation at high speed.

The first four gunmen who appeared were obviously the elites of the Sheqi Eight Families, and were probably the law enforcers in the Executive Bureau. They checked each compartment in turn efficiently and quickly, looking for Caesar.

The group of brats riding motorcycles in the back are just a bunch of rabble, with nothing else in their heads except hormones and water, but someone is directing these idiots from behind.

The window of the cubicle had been completely blocked, and several bosozoku teenagers drove a tall van parked outside, pressing against the wall, completely blocking Caesar's escape route.

In addition, the fire escape outside the house kept creaking, and a group of people climbed up, surely preparing to block the roof.

Obviously, the commanders behind this group of bosozoku are familiar with the structure of this building. They have completely blocked the entrance and exit, just waiting to catch the turtle in the urn.

"Miss Zhen, do you know where the power switch of this Internet cafe is?" Caesar looked at Aso Zhen who was huddled in the corner.

Faced with this situation of being outnumbered, Caesar must muddy the waters, and cutting off the power to create darkness is the best way now.

Caesar, who possesses the Word Spirit: Kamaitachi, can be said to have his own night vision goggles. Darkness is his best comrade, which can greatly increase his chances of escaping.

Caesar turned his attention to Zhen, but found that there was something wrong with Zhen's state.

The girl curled up her tall body into a ball and buried her head deeply in her knees, shivering like a weak, pitiful and helpless little rabbit.

Outside the cubicle, the roars of the bosozoku boys, the screams of the men, and the screams and cries of the women came one after another. It was extremely terrifying, like a ghostland.

Caesar was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that he was really not a battlefield elite.

She is just a civilian girl who has just graduated from high school and lives in a peaceful zone.

If I hadn't met Caesar, I wouldn't have had to go through this at all.

(End of this chapter)