Leading his pursuers behind him, Peter turned to a deserted trail after running through two intersections. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Luckily, the pursuers were still following closely behind. Due to their physical inferiority, they were already only a few meters away from catching up with Peter. At that moment, a gleam erupted in Peter's eyes.

The counterattack is now!

The Force activated, and a broken rope that had been lying quietly on the ground writhed like a poisonous snake, wrapped around the calves of the two bodyguards, and then pulled backwards violently. Subjected to this completely unexpected attack, both men fell into the road. The man behind staggered, and his figure stopped, but he barely regained his balance. But the guy who ran at the front was not so lucky, he fell to the ground, and his face came into close contact with the concrete floor.

"You damn thief!" The man in the back screamed, and the man who had fallen to the ground could only cry out in pain.

Turning, Peter's spirit focused to the highest, gathering the Force under his calves and soles of his feet, and then burst out as he kicked with all his might.

The Force: Jumping, one of the Jedi's basic skills.

Peter leaped towards the still standing bodyguard with incredible speed, and the speed turned into a real punch in his fist, slamming it into the bodyguard's chest. This force was so great that it even knocked the bodyguard who had not yet stood firm two meters away.

There was movement behind me again, and it was the sound of someone getting up. Peter took a step back and stomped on the hand of the bodyguard behind him. The poor creature immediately let out a pig-killing scream. Peter bent down, picked up the pistol he had dropped to the ground, and stabbed his stun baton into the bodyguard's waist.

"You can sleep obediently first."

The lightning flickered, and the bodyguard's body twitched violently, and a string of screams and curses erupted from his mouth. After a few seconds, he was silent.

Dealing with one, Peter swept the bodyguard aside with a single kick. Even in a coma, he snorted in pain, estimating that there would be another bruise on his waist. At this time, the bodyguard who was blown away also took out his pistol from his arms and just got up.

"Damn it, do you know who you're messing with?"

Peter threw the pistol in his hand the moment the other man spoke, and then followed behind him and rushed over with another Force jump. The pistol weighing more than a kilogram slammed into the bridge of the bodyguard's nose, and he immediately had a long nosebleed and dizzy head when he just got up. And the next moment Peter had already rushed in front of him.

Newton's first conclusion is that an object in motion will continue to move without being affected by an external force.

Peter's ninety-pound body collided with the black-clothed bodyguard at high speed. With his hands on his shoulders, Peter pressed the big man who was at least two circles bigger than him against the wall, and the huge shock force directly affected the bodyguard's back. Peter seemed to hear a crunch, and the guy in his hand was unconscious.

"Then you understand, do you understand who you provoked?"

Peter dropped the harsh words, but was disappointed to find that the only two spectators were unconscious, and it seemed that he had done it himself. He suddenly felt a little bored.

Well, it should be mended, Peter thought to himself. Then he did what he said, and punched the bodyguard in the face again, making him open a big hole in the mouth. Peter took a step back, looking at the blood on his fist, and a strange sense of joy came over him.

And this was the first scene that the belated Joe ran in the alley saw.

Although there were a lot of things that happened in the fight just now, only a dozen seconds had passed from the moment Peter counterattacked to the fall of the two enemies.

Two of his right-hand men were already lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. And looking at the strange guy with the red mask in front of him, it looked like he was not injured at all. And the opponent who can deal with such two people without injury is definitely not something that he can deal with. Joe took a step back, but his face instantly turned hideous, and he mustered up his courage and grasped the pistol at his waist.

Peter was still a step faster, and the pistol on the bodyguard's waist was already in his hand, and the pitch-black muzzle was facing Joe.

"I suggest you throw that thing in your waist to the ground." Peter said in a low voice. Joe hesitated for a moment, while Peter sneered and pressed the trigger without hesitation.

Bang! The roar of gunfire echoed through the alleys.

Peter's right hand was shaken by the gun's reaction and was faintly sore, but in order not to show his flaws, he could only hold the gun hard. Joe, who was standing five meters away from him, was already stunned. He had no surprise at Peter's shot, and he could now smell the burnt smell of the bullets grazing the burnt hairs as they flew by.

Damn it, damn it, this guy is a true lunatic. Joe scolded angrily in his heart, but the thoughts in his mind kept turning. Manpower inside the Russian gang? No, although there is a direct conflict with them at the moment, the actions of those guys will be a little rougher. Most of the time, they take a dozen heavily armed thugs with them to directly attack the opponent's territory. Although it is easy to make things bigger every time, making it quite difficult to clean up the aftermath and send the police away, it must be said that their crazy tactics are quite effective.

It should have been sent by the Colin family. I've heard that the patient old immortal has a group of specially trained killers, and they're definitely more than happy to use them when it matters. The madman in front of him is likely to be one of them.

"Let me be clear, I'm not crazy." Peter still spoke in his low voice, but the words he uttered startled Joe. "Believe me, that shot was already calculated. And you really need a reminder, don't you? He gestured to Joe's right hand.

Joe shuddered, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. Peter raised his head again, and Jo playfully kicked the pistol away.

"Okay, now we can talk." Peter lowered his gun and took two steps forward. The moment Joe relaxed, Peter suddenly picked up speed and rushed straight in front of Joe, giving him a punch in the stomach. Then Peter pulled out the stun baton, which had lowered its output, and gave it to Joe on the shoulder.

"But in order for us to be able to keep this conversation serious, I think some preparation is necessary." Standing in front of Joe, who collapsed to the ground, the condescending Peter suddenly had a sense of omnipotence. "What is your opinion, sir?"

"You dead dog bastard, our Moriti family won't let you go." Joe, who was relieved, scolded directly, and Peter also responded with an electric shock baton on his back, causing Joe's body to twitch uncontrollably for a while. And this time, when he recovered, he stopped the senseless insults, and only gasped for breath there.

"Okay, now that we can understand each other, things are a lot easier." Peter went around Joe's back and put the stun baton against Joe's neck, the button of the stun still not pressed. "I'm going to ask you a question next, and I want you to answer it truthfully."

Jo grinded his lips tremblingly, trying to make a sound, but something stuck in his throat. Peter laughed. "Then I'll take you as a default. It's good, I'm glad that we've been able to reach this level of consensus. Well, I'm looking for two women right now, and I've heard you have plenty of news on hand, Susan and Mary, where are they now? ”

Joe's eyes widened in surprise when Peter spoke of the two women, and he struggled when Peter said the names of Susan and Mary?

"You're here for them? And you don't know anything about it? You're not that group of people in Russia? Aren't you a killer sent by the Colin family? Joe roared. Wronged, he really felt wronged. Originally, he thought that it was someone sent by the other two major powers in New York to plot against him. But now it seems that he actually appeared for this matter, and from what he just said, he knew almost nothing about it.

Peter was silent for a moment, thrust his stun back into his waist, walked up to Joe, and punched him hard in his handsome face. Joe let out another cry of pain, covering his hands over where he had been beaten, and inhaled the cool air.

"I'm sorry, but I just asked you a question, but your answer doesn't seem to be the answer." Peter said, as his face changed under the mask, and he turned to look towards the entrance to the path.

"Smack, smack, smack."

A man slapped and smiled and walked out of the shadows, leaving Peter stunned for a moment. The first impression that the young man in front of him gave Peter was that he was handsome. He looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and his extremely handsome appearance had a hint of femininity and at the same time no lack of heroism.

"It's a perfect speech, it's perfect." The beautiful man said in a sarcastic tone, and after slapping his slap twice, he wiped away the tears that didn't exist at all in the corners of his eyes. "Oh my God, how many movie lines do you have to plagiarize to do such a classic line?"

"It's none of your business here." Peter said in a threatening tone, swinging the pistol hanging from his waist in passing.

"But you see, this matter does have something to do with me." The beautiful man flicked his hands away. "You see, he was my employer and offered me a price that I could hardly refuse. Therefore, as a person with a full conscience, I want to do a good job in after-sales service. What's more, the money hasn't reached me yet. ”

"Then you're looking for your own death!" Peter's eyes flashed and he rushed towards the beautiful man, and the stun baton in his hand was already ready. It has reached the most important juncture, and he naturally can't show mercy to his subordinates. However, the beautiful man was also prepared, and after blocking the blow, he pulled out the saber hidden in his coat and stabbed it back. However, Peter changed his body in time with a faster speed, dodged the blow, and punched him with a backhand.

Just in the first round of the encounter, a thought flashed through the minds of both sides almost simultaneously.

This opponent is not simple.

Peter clenched his fists, and the flirtatious smile on the beautiful man's face grew brighter.