Click! Click! Click!

The empty alley was silent, except for the sound of shoes colliding with the ground.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was dark early in New York in late autumn, and there was a lot of garbage piled up in the dim alleys, and in the shadow of the garbage was often a black and frightening darkness.

In the middle of this darkness, a white figure stood in the middle, and Phillips, dressed in an astronaut suit, turned his back to Caesar, silent.

"I didn't expect you to really dare to come over, aren't you afraid of death?" Caesar stood at the exit of the alley and smiled at the former, but his body faintly blocked the entire alleyway, leaving no loophole for the shockwave to escape.

Shockwave didn't speak, but slowly turned around, raised his arm, and pointed it at Caesar.

"Why don't you speak? Do you want to kill me again? Caesar grinned and grinned, two rows of white fangs revealing a white light. He walked towards the shock wave step by step, and two golden lights suddenly lit up in the dim alley, and the majestic dragon words echoed in the alley.

"Do it! Kill me like last time? Come on! Caesar shouted, waving his arms towards the shockwave's raised hand. The latter suddenly popped two barrels out of his flat arms and randomly began to spit bright flames.

At this moment, Caesar's figure disappeared, and the shockwave of the ineffective attack was stunned for a moment, and slowly retracted the barrel of the gun.

"You're not a blaster, how can a blaster use a gun?" Caesar's voice rang out from behind him. The latter jerked back, and Caesar grabbed his arms and tore them apart. Both arms were ripped off Caesar's torso.

The imaginary scene of flesh and blood did not appear, and Caesar looked at the wires and mechanical structures exposed at the severed arm of the shockwave, and a sense of shame and anger that had been played straight to the sky. He jerked at Shockwave's head and threatened, "I know you're watching me!" Wait! I'm not going to tell anyone who you are. The game between us has just begun! ”

Under Caesar's huge force, cracks gradually appeared in the head of the fish tank of the shock wave, and Caesar's fingers were slowly inserted into it, and then the whole head was crushed by scratching, and various mechanical parts and circuit boards were splashed. Then he saw in the neck of the shockwave the time bomb that had begun to shine.

"Fack!" Caesar cursed and hurriedly left the scene using the spirit of speech.

From the time he met Shockwave, Caesar's spirit never stopped, ready to use his spirit to kill the other party. But for now, Caesar is being played by the other side.

Rumble!!!!!!

The flames of the explosion rushed more than ten meters high, and the shock wave even rushed out of the alley and onto the road, shattering the glass of the row of cars facing the alley.

In an instant, the whole street was in chaos, the sirens of cars, the screams of passers-by, and the cries of children were mixed together, and the whole street went from people to hell in an instant.

By this time, Caesar was already standing on the roof of a nearby building, staring calmly at the exploding alley and the chaotic street due to the sound of the explosion.

This time it was really careless, not only did he not take revenge, but he was also tricked, stealing chickens does not make it a loss, and it belongs to yes. Caesar couldn't help but reflect, since when did he start to look down on others?

With his hands behind his back, he stared at the lights of the police car hurrying here in the distance, reality is not fiction, and it is impossible for everyone to follow their own wishes. Phillips is not a fool, it is impossible to go to Caesar's Hongmen banquet alone, and since ancient times, the second master Guan has dared to go to the banquet alone. Of course, this belongs to the art master bold, Phillips is obviously not as good as Guan Erye, so he didn't dare to come, but instead lined up a bomb clone, if his awakened spirit is not an instant but something else, it is estimated that this time if he does not die, he will have to shed his skin, and he will definitely not be able to look at the night scene as well as now.

This can't help but make Caesar think again, does Li Jiaming give himself such a fast-running spirit just to let himself run quickly when he encounters a crisis?

He sighed slightly, his golden pupils went out in the night, and Caesar's figure disappeared into the roof, leaving only a word to disappear into the night wind.

"It's not over!!!"

Murphy said that the more people don't want it to happen, the more it will happen. It's like he didn't know that what he said casually back then would become a philosophical law a hundred years later.

When Caesar returned home, Elizabeth did not come home, and certainly Hela was not there. Caesar still hasn't felt so empty in his home for a long time, obviously it hasn't been long since he was with Elizabeth, in the past, Caesar lived alone in this empty house, but now Caesar is a little lonely when he is alone.

It's insane! Caesar shook his head, then put the suit jacket on his body still on the hanger by the door, kicked off the leather shoes he added, untied his belt and threw them on the sofa, watches, mobile phones and other gadgets were taken out of his body and put on the table, Caesar lay down on the sofa one by one, and groaned comfortably, "Cool~~~".

When he saw the refrigerator less than ten meters away from him, he envied for the first time the housekeepers in Elizabeth's house, who could not get up and go to the refrigerator to pour himself a glass of wine if there was a maid or something.

The good mood ended at this moment, Caesar sighed, put down his feet on the table, and walked towards the refrigerator.

When Caesar was seated on the couch, the joy was gone, although the posture was the same as before.

To be honest, Caesar didn't care about this defeat, it wasn't a big deal for him, he only needed to know the address of his house if he killed Phillips, nothing or anyone could stop the half-bloods who had the moment, especially since Caesar was still an S-class half-blood.

Do you get mad that you didn't get a chopstick? Of course not, I didn't get it this time when my hand slipped, so I just leaned over and picked it up.

However, this time it also gave Caesar a memory, that is, you really can't underestimate others, especially when you have an advantage. Open the champagne at halftime, beware of the bottom pants are lost.

After I had drunk for a while, Caesar climbed into bed and fell asleep. Tomorrow he doesn't work, and there is time to figure out how to deal with the blaster. As the saying goes, tomorrow after tomorrow, tomorrow is so much. Anyway, there are more tomorrows, so why bother so much now?

Caesar was awakened by the dryness in his throat, and it turned out that the half-breed still had a dry throat after drinking too much. When he wanted to get up, he found that there was an extra furry thing on his chest, and when he wanted to open the quilt, he saw that Elizabeth was lying on his heart.

When did she go to bed? Thinking so, Caesar then pinched her buttocks, and at the latter's urging, Caesar got up, walked to the refrigerator, and poured himself a glass of ice water.

Young people who drink boiling water! If you don't toss your stomach while you're young, it's hard to toss when you're old?

Tons and tons of tons! With a large glass of icy water, Caesar felt refreshed and his sleepiness vanished. At this time, there was a feeling of hunger in his belly, and Caesar, who was refreshed, prepared to go downstairs to buy himself a breakfast.

Just when Caesar thought it was another day of eating, drinking, and sleeping with his wife, a doorbell rang.

Again, if there is no accident, an accident will happen.

Caesar opened the door, and a face that looked like a cultivator was revealed, and the dark circles under his eyes were thick, and Caesar thought it was Brother Ni at first glance.

"Good morning, can I help you with anything?" Caesar politely greeted the officer in front of him.

It was the old policeman who had investigated Caesar's murder last time, and he was the first policeman to arrive at the scene after the explosion last night.

The old policeman just arrived at the scene to see, this familiar place, familiar scene, immediately decided, this matter must be related to the previous case, so he whipped to Caesar's house, on the way, he has already made up a surviving man to avenge his husband, blow up the enemy This big drama.

"Are you Caesar? Caesar Odin? The old policeman exclaimed when he saw Caesar's face.

Caesar touched his face inexplicably and raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?" Is there anything strange about it? ”

"Aren't you dead?" The old policeman said affirmatively, as if he was afraid that he would admit his mistake, and called up Caesar's identity file from his mobile phone, took the photo and compared it with Caesar's face, and then became more affirmative.

Caesar said innocently on the surface, what kind of neurosis are you having, believe it or not, I called the police, oh! You're a cop, so it's fine. I was secretly nervous in my heart, what should I do? Theoretically, Caesar had already died once. But he definitely can't tell the truth, if he tells the police that he is not dead and has been resurrected by an old brother, he will probably be arrested as a psychopath. At this time, it is time to test his brains, and he has to make up a reasonable reason that does not appear obtrusive.

In this case, Caesar is already a social death, although he is not physically dead, but his identity in society is dead, so theoretically Caesar is now a black household.

In order to prepare a little more time for his brainstorming, Caesar opened the door and let the old police officer come in to talk, and by the way, he slowly brought him a cup of coffee.

The old policeman sat on the couch and refused Caesar's coffee, saying that he loved sleepiness and would not drink it.

The brace belongs to yes.

The little black man showed his chicken feet!!

"If you're talking about the accident on the street a few days ago, I don't think I'm dead, for some reason I was rescued by some of my colleagues," Caesar explained to the old policeman. ”

The old police officer glared, "What happened to the ashes at the scene?" We've tested it, it's your DNA. ”

Caesar pondered to say his ashes in front of a large living man, are you polite? "If that's my ashes, what am I now?" he said. ”

So he concluded, "That's not my ashes, I'm alive." ”

Caesar repeatedly explained to the police, "My identity is special. ”

"For special reasons, I didn't die in that accident, but I can't tell you the specific process."

"I won't say anything, you give up." He then pulled out the S.H.I.E.L.D. staff certificate that Nick Fury had given him from his study.

Thanks Nick Fury! Thank you, S.H.I.E.L.D.! Let yourself have such an excuse not to die in society!