Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 236 Closing
The night is sultry, the stars are bright, the moon is bright and clear, like a layer of tulle slowly falling.

A hero of a generation, Marcello was on his deathbed, and before he died, he wanted to know who made him beyond redemption.

Ghost Hand knew Zolo's character very well, and knew that even if he incited a group of people to deal with him, it would be impossible for these people to openly smash and loot like a group of mobs.

Zolo was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "Sorry, according to the agreement, I can't say his name."

Zolo actually didn't quite understand why Ryan wanted to hide behind the scenes, he didn't think it was necessary.

Naturally, Rennes doesn't have to develop insignificantly and act as the mastermind behind the scenes. If conditions permit, he certainly doesn't mind jumping out and pretending to be aggressive.

At this delicate juncture, if the world knows that he designed Marcello's death, he can gain a lot of reputation.

Don't think that fame is useless. If he becomes a hero of Rennes, at least it will be easy to recruit younger brothers, horses, and horses.

After all, this incident was enough to cause a sensation in the entire plain, and won great praise from the people. Maybe it could even be on the headlines of major newspapers such as Tomorrow Kingdom Daily and Wisteria Daily!
However, by doing so, he was also exposed to the sight of the demons. Zolo may not be aware that his situation is very dangerous.

Marcello showed a strange smile and didn't mean to ask questions. He kind of understood why the black hand behind the scenes didn't stand up.

Glancing at his old opponent, he didn't remind Zolo, but stretched out his left thumb and index finger to grab the storage ring on his right middle finger.

This move made Zolo a little nervous. The storage ring is very strong, but it is not indestructible. Once it is broken, the contents inside are likely to be destroyed!
It is also necessary to be a chivalrous hero. Zolo is very upright, but it doesn't mean he is so pedantic that he doesn't even want spoils of war. Otherwise, he is a loner, how can he get the resources to advance to the fourth rank?
"Don't worry, I'm already powerless to destroy the ring."

The ghost hand said lightly, took off the ring, and threw a parabola in the air, which was caught by Zolo.

Marcello lowered his eyes and said softly: "Most of the Skeleton Gang's belongings are inside, and there is nothing left in the house."

There are some things he didn't say, he got a lot of benefits by plundering people for the ghouls, but more than half of the rewards were used in exchange for origin blood, so the wealth in the ring was not that amazing.

As for the original blood, it has been consumed, but it is not enough to transform him into a demon.

"So far, don't you regret your choice?"

Zolo asked, it is difficult for a decent person like him to understand the other party's rape.

"Haha, don't regret it, winners and losers, I lose, that's all!"

Marcello laughed loudly, his body gradually became cold, and finally, he closed his eyelids: "My life is only for myself!"

His head drooped, and with a plop, his lifeless body fell to the ground.

Until his death, Marcelo didn't regret anything, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't try to beg for mercy. He, a hero who started from a humble beginning, didn't need redemption either!
With a slight sigh, Zolo picked up his corpse, and the people who were staring at them looked away.

If Zolo didn't collect the corpse for the ghost hand, people wouldn't mind whipping his corpse. After all, Marcello did all the evil things during his lifetime, which is too hated.

The victor is king, and justice must prevail!

Because the loser has no right to say that he is righteous, and the grand burial is to give the loser face, so what can he do if he lets the loser die on the street?

"Don't grab it, it's mine!"

"I arrived first, put down the bracelet!"

In the noisy night, the scramble for the belongings of the Skeleton Gang continued, and even Zolo couldn't stop the people who had already fallen into the carnival.

People's greed was completely unleashed, and it was an official request to eliminate the Skeleton Gang. Behind it was the 7th game, the Kingdom of Faroland.

In the name of justice, even after the fact, Game 7 will not trouble them.

And those gang bosses, third-order transcendents rushed into Marcello's residence. There should be some good things in it, but Zolo ignored it.

Higg is also inside, if there are too precious treasures, don't miss them.

He walked to the outskirts of the woods, preparing to bury Marcello in a place where no one cared about him, which was his last moral.

"Haha, stinky woman, she's pretty, just to make me feel good!"

In a small living room, a worker smiled lewdly, his dirty and dirty eyes were very hot, staring at a plump woman in a floral dress.

There was also a little boy hiding behind the woman, and he looked at the tall worker with fearful eyes.

"You have already taken all the valuables from our house, please let us go." The graceful woman begged with tears on her face.

Her husband is a member of the Skeleton Gang, and she also knows that her man has done a lot of evil, but she never expected that the behavior of these so-called justice fighters is not much better than that of the Skeleton Gang.

Her home had been ransacked, and she hadn't even left a blanket, and she even heard the humiliating cries and moans of the lady next door.

Now, she will inevitably be humiliated, and she only hopes that the other party can save their mother and child in the future.

"Hey, you deserve it, this is retribution, you don't deserve sympathy! I'm doing this for justice!"

The worker completely released the evil thoughts and desires in his heart. He opened his arms and walked towards her step by step.

Bang!
With a punch, the worker hit the wall directly and passed out. Ugo put away his fist and said to his surprised wife, "Let's go, let's get out of here."

Mrs. Kruger wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and sobbed with red eyes: "Honey, where are we going? The Skeleton Gang is over, is there any place for us?"

She was really desperate, even if the invincible ghost hands were killed, where could they go?

Ugo's expression was a bit complicated, and he sighed: "It's okay, my reward has been revoked, we can leave the plain and find a small place in the countryside to live."

He betrayed the Skeleton Gang and his eldest brother, but Ren didn't lie to him, at least he can clean himself up, and his family may be saved.

It took less than an hour from when Ugo was brought onto the stage to open his eyes and talk nonsense, to when the crusade team attacked Green Street.

With Eugene and his four subordinates killed beforehand, the Skeleton Gang really didn't know that Ugo had betrayed for a while, so they didn't deal with his family.

Ryan said that he could not guarantee the safety of his family [-]% because of unexpected circumstances. If it goes well, it will be fine.

Despite some coincidences and accidents, Ryan's planning this time is still very successful.

At this time, on the roof of a small two-story building next to Lusha Street, the old goat yawned.

He raised his right palm, there are four rings on it, flashing red, blue, yellow and blue lights: "I said, Omar, your fishing plan has failed.

The ghost hand has gone to hell, and no one came to save him. The devil boys are more cautious than you think! "

Inspector General Omar of the 7th Bureau wore a black uniform with a diamond-shaped epaulette on it, and his face was serious: "This is just the beginning."

The old goat curled his lips and was very upset: "I worked hard for ten days and prepared four formations with different attributes.

Combined, it can make ordinary dukes of darkness unable to eat and walk around!
However, it was an egg, and it hit the cotton with a punch! "

Omar snorted coldly: "Don't worry, the days are still long, there is a time for you to make a move."

Glancing at the other party in surprise, the old goat touched his chin: "You seem to be very confident, you know, more and more things are involved this time.

With Prince Miro's shit-stirring stick, maybe other dark princes will intervene. Are you sure you can win?
In my opinion, it is better to cut the mess quickly and suppress the matter first. "

The old goat felt that the 7th round was played too big. According to this trend, the turmoil on the plain may turn into the first local war between the demons and humans since the wave period.

That's no joke, if it's not done well, the Farolan southern border will be corrupted.

Omar was unmoved, and sneered: "It's nothing more than a battle. I'm just a vanguard soldier, and the real ruthless people are yet to come!"

(End of this chapter)