In the arrogant words of the new vice president of the Scarlet Cross Society, Loka, and the rich post-war rewards he promised, the gang disciples of the Scarlet Cross Society, who had seen the courage of their president "Sons of Silver and White" and were excited and enthusiastic, became more radical and courageous in an instant.

The rhythm of the small knives they wielded became stronger and stronger, and it only took a few minutes for them to succeed under the leadership of Chris Charlotte, and the different gangs on the opposite side who were barely united by their interests retreated, and it was difficult to support them.

Faced with such a critical situation in front of him, where his subordinates were losing and retreating and completely unable to parry, the oil-headed strong man Sadulla, who was slashed through the shoulder blade by Chris Charlotte, not only did not step forward to help, but became more and more resigned.

After Sadullah looked at the leaders of the two other gangs not far away, the three of them, who understood each other's intentions, quietly hid their figures, and slowly retreated in the surging crowd, moving farther and farther away from the field.

"Boss, Sadulla, Trofo, and Misa want to run!"

Just as the three of Sadulla had come to the edge of the chaotic melee in front of them, and were able to slip away quietly, with the hoarse shouts of Loca, the new vice president of the Scarlet Cross Society, Chris Charlotte, who was killing in the crowd, suddenly came to his senses, raised the silver short knife in his hand and rushed directly towards the position of the three Sadullah.

"How is this possible?"

The three of Sadula saw the silver-haired boy Chris Charlotte who was rushing in their direction like a cheetah in the distance, obviously running in the surging crowd, but still running unhindered as if he was running in his own wide courtyard, and couldn't help but scold with red excitement.

In the face of the incompetent fury of the three Sadulla, Chris Charlotte looked indifferent, and easily crossed the many United Gang congregations that blocked the way, and the volley was a silver streamer that was like a match, and the throat of Sadulla, who was closest to his blade position and injured his left shoulder strap.

Sadulla hastily dodged, although he dodged Chris Charlotte's lightning-like throat sealing knife, but after all, he did not dodge the blade change in the next blink of an eye, and was cut through his eyes by the silver blade that Chris Charlotte picked up after the throat sealing knife was fruitless, and he lost the ability to see.

"Ahh

Sadulla just fell to the ground in pain with her bleeding eyes covered, and before she could get rid of the severe pain of blindness, she was once again bombarded on the temple by Chris Charlotte, who had just landed on her feet, and flew directly four or five meters away, and fell to the ground with seven bloody holes, groaning and struggling in pain, and then entered the last dying state of her life.

"Not good!"

Seeing that Chris Charlotte had beaten Sadulla in just a blink of an eye, the lean Misa couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and he wanted to run away in a panic.

But no matter how fast he was, how could he be faster than Chris Charlot, who was already a Sequence 8 fate struggler, he only ran a distance of one or two meters, and Chris Charlotte's figure was already like a goshawk volleying towards him, and the two slender thighs were wrapped around his neck like a dragon out of the sea.

This one is called the Angry Dragon Out of the Sea, and it is a powerful killing move used by Chris Charlotte in martial arts - >>

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As long as the enemy is not within the range of the attacker's legs in an instant, he is either killed by the attacker by wrapping his legs around his neck and turning his head, or being kicked to death by this leg in a volley posture, which is extremely vicious!

Seeing that Misa was already unable to dodge, and was about to be killed by Crischaro's killing move, Trofo, who knew the truth of the cold lips and teeth, hurriedly rushed over, lifted the knife in his hand and swept towards Crischaro.

At the same time, in his hand, which had been hidden behind him since the beginning of his escape, and was not clearly visible to Chris Charlotte, a revolver, which had been loaded with bullets, slammed into it.

"Bang!"

With a crisp gunshot, Ren is Chris Charlotte vigilantly relied on his amazing waist strength to instantly press down in the air, avoiding the fate of being hit in the head by this shot, but he finally lost the opportunity to kill Misa, and was stolen by him from his rolling killing moves.

"Chop!"

Enraged by the firearms, Chris Charlotte's figure was in a hurry, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the silver short knife in his hand into the air.

The silver flash that burst out of the air was only an instant, and it carried a powerful force that directly cut off the brand-new revolver in Trofo's hand, which still smelled of tung oil, along with his entire right wrist, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"Son of Silver, we are willing to bring your men to join your men, but please let us live! We can be a hunting dog under your command and make a big difference to you! ”

With a soft bang, as Chris Charlotte threw a short knife and Trofo's right wrist landed at the same time, the desperate Trofo stared at Chris Charlotte's indifferent and ruthless handsome face with a fearful face, and began to beg for mercy and admit defeat.

"Oh, that's when you think of begging for mercy? You're late to your senses. ”

Chris Charlotte's face was indifferent, and his voice was as calm as water.

Trofo felt a pang of despair, even if he was going to go on a final madness with Misa.

Suddenly, the silver-haired young man in front of them, whose face was still extremely cold, suddenly showed a strange smile on his face, and he happily spoke.

"It's a little too late for you, but I don't mind playing a game with you."

"The rules of this game are to guess life and death!"

"When the coin in my hand is randomly thrown upwards, it will be thrown to the side that looks like me, and you will be born! Otherwise, you die! ”

"Do you understand?"

Hearing the words of the silver-haired young man in front of them, although Trofo and Misa didn't know if they could really be spared after winning this game, they couldn't give up this last straw in front of them after all, and they all chose to agree after a few seconds of thought.

The next moment, a crimson gold coin flew up from between the fingers of Crischarlot's fingers, and gently fell into Crischarlot's palm in the eyes of Trovo and Misa in fear and apprehension in anticipation.

"I'm sorry, it's positive!"

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