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The boss took out the pistol from his waist, aimed at Caesar, and shouted in fear: "Don't come here! If you come here again, I will shoot you!"

Caesar bickered, ignored the warning, and walked forward with little feet.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

The boss's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, holding the pistol with both hands, and driven by fear, he pulled the trigger three times in a row.

'boom!boom!boom! '

The moment the gunshot sounded, no, it should be said from the moment the finger pulled the trigger and the bullet was charged in the chamber and ready to fire.

Caesar's eyes narrowed slightly, and the patterns of his pupils unfolded. After activating his extraordinary facial features and willpower, the world he saw was different from that of ordinary people.

The speed of time is greatly slowing down.

The three copper bullets and their trajectories were clearly reflected in Caesar's eyes. The distance of three meters was only an instant for the bullets, but in his perception, it seemed to be a little bit slower, and he had enough reaction time.

Don't talk about avoiding it, even if it's next, it's no big deal.

Caesar did what he wanted without dodging. He stretched out his hand to grab the three flying bullets. The moment his fingers touched the bullets, he felt a slight obstruction and a slight pain from the impact energy, but the bullets ended before the skin was damaged. can.

Well, it's just a pistol.

Caesar lowered his head, looked at the three bullets lying in the palm of his hand, and achieved the first achievement - catching the bullets with his bare hands.

Although this process took a long time, in fact, less than half a second has passed in the human perception.

"I must be drunk! Or dreaming!" The boss opened his mouth wide in shock, gasped, and looked at Caesar completely speechless.

Caesar threw away the bullets, and the bullets jingled and fell to the ground. He said to the boss seriously: "Yes, you are drunk. This is just a dream. As long as you suffer from falling or death, you can leave this place." dream!"

"Really, it really is a dream!" The boss was greatly stimulated, coupled with alcohol, he laughed maniacally, and put the pistol on his forehead without thinking, "I want to leave this damn dream!"

'boom! '

Squeeze the trigger, the gun rang, the old head exploded, and fell straight down.

Seeing this, Caesar was stunned for a while, then shook his head after a while, sighed and said: "Poor man who has never seen Inception, you should find a top to spin it first, or it will be as if you can't even die now." do not know."

Chapter 356 The Mysterious Event of Stark Industries

In the early morning, the breeze blows the curtains, and the golden sunlight enters through the window, making the floor and walls sparkle, and the interior furniture and decorations of the room are gradually brightened.

The face was hit, Eddie woke up from the dream, got up and pulled the quilt to look, but it was Caesar lying on the side upside down, with one foot resting on his belly, and the other foot was just attacking him The culprit in the face.

Eddie in pajamas got up helplessly and looked at Caesar lying on the bed. What happened late last night couldn't help but become clear in his mind.

It should be said that it is really unforgettable.

Last night, with the help of the symbiosis of the toxin, Eddie quickly put the third criminal in the restaurant to the ground. Concerned about Caesar's safety and the fact that some female citizens were being violated, he rushed out the door in a hurry.

The result was obvious. When Eddie arrived at the alley, the cold corpses of two criminals were already lying there. Caesar took off the boss's coat without hesitation, and gentlemanly covered Annie who was in torn clothes on the ground.

That was also the first time Eddie knew that the young master Caesar was far from being as fragile as he seemed, on the contrary, the power contained in his young body was simply immeasurable!

Eddie wanted to show off in front of Anne, but the police car whistled sharply on the street, so he could only pick up Caesar and leave the scene in a hurry to avoid trouble.

Eddie changed his clothes, washed up, and ate some fresh fish for breakfast. After being satisfied with the symbiotic toxins in his body, he yawned and returned to the room.

"Young master, what are you?"

As soon as he entered the door, Eddie saw Caesar sitting on the edge of the bed, beams of sunlight poured in from the window were refracted in the air, and finally gathered on Caesar in a slightly glaring manner.

"Haven't you seen anyone having breakfast?" Caesar shrugged, and glanced at him angrily. The light gathered on his body quickly dissipated, and the room quickly returned to its original state.

The corner of Eddie's mouth twitched slightly, "It's not surprising to have breakfast, but it's the first time I've seen solar energy for breakfast."

Less than a day after contacting the young master Caesar, some of his concepts are constantly being refreshed to new heights.

"Let's go out for breakfast then."

Caesar stood up and stretched lazily.

"Didn't you just eat?" Eddie asked in surprise.

"Just now, it was just a supplement of energy, and I haven't tasted the actual taste of breakfast yet."

Caesar said as a matter of course, this sentence probably only applies to his strange body with its own energy conversion.

The nutritional energy supplemented by food is no match for solar energy. When absorbing natural pure energy, Caesar does not feel like eating at all, which is a waste of such a good extraordinary taste bud.

"Can you not go out?" Eddie grimaced. Since what happened last night, he has fully understood that the young master in front of him must not be treated as a one-year-old, otherwise he will be played to death by him.

Regardless of thinking, or strength, ability, concept, and action, they are far superior to adult humans, and killing is even more natural.

If he didn't know the origin of Caesar, even if someone said that he was an incarnation of a devil, or an alien visitor, or a descendant of a god, Eddie would undoubtedly choose to believe it.

Those genius prodigies are nothing compared to Caesar!

With such a special existence, Eddie would feel extremely uneasy if he wandered around at will.

"I'm going out to breakfast, that's an order."

Caesar suddenly said something, and Eddie was dumbfounded, realizing that he didn't seem to have the capital to refuse.

I almost forgot, but he is a temporary worker who sells himself, no matter how he looks at it, he cannot resist the orders of the heir of the unnatural firm.

It turned out that it was false to help the boss look after the young master, but it was true to be instigated by the young master himself.

Eddie woke up like a dream, but it was too late, so he could only agree to take Caesar out with his shoulders as a car.

The two first formally had breakfast in a nearby street, bought a New York newspaper at a newsagent, and sat on an open-air seat outside a restaurant to rest.

From the newspaper, Caesar accidentally obtained some information that interests him now.

first.The media is really keen on the current affairs in the urban area. What happened in the ninth district last night was published in a corner of the newspaper early today.

Based on descriptions by restaurant servers and diners, as well as victim Anne Weying, the press release details a restaurant riot involving three drunk thugs, a The criminal was immediately sanctioned by the rumored black devil, and the other two criminals were killed on the spot by a blond child.

Forget about the black devil, what kind of new character is the blond kid?

People in New York sparked heated discussions about this, and they also had serious doubts about the press release. They generally doubted whether the person concerned made a mistake because of being frightened.

"Young master, if you make a few more shots, it will be difficult to hide your identity."

Eddie sighed and got a little round hat out of nowhere to hide Caesar's thin but shiny blond hair.

"It doesn't matter." Caesar snorted softly, sat on Eddie's shoulder, and continued to look down at the newspaper Eddie was flipping through.