Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Maybe the Trinca family is really prestigious in the gang alliance, or maybe everyone is pushing for it and they are all ready to step on Anthony's shoulders. Therefore, Anthony had just entered the venue when another troublemaker came.

"Mr. Antoninstein, right?" A gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came to Anthony and said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Although the other party had a spring-like smile on his face, Anthony keenly felt that there was also a malicious intent in the other party. It seemed that this person also had bad intentions.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Alnas from the Blood Vulture Gang, a senior member of the alliance." The man named Al stretched out his hand and introduced himself with a smile.

Anthony glanced at the opponent's hand, which was better maintained than that of a woman, and then glanced at the joking expressions of the gang members around him who were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. Anthony also stretched out his hand: "It turns out to be Mr. Nass. , hello, I, Antony Stan. A full member of the Alliance."

Seeing Anthony hold his hand, Al's eyes couldn't help but flash with joy. As Anthony felt, he was indeed up to no good. And Anthony's hand is his purpose.

Anyone who can occupy a place in the gang alliance has something to offer. The man named Al in front of him, besides his ruthlessness, what he excels most is his grip strength. Don't look at him as a gentle man, but this guy's grip strength is actually quite terrifying.

If you really want to talk about it, I am afraid that even Johnny, the corpse dismemberment expert who caused unprecedented panic in Saba City, has far less grip strength than him. What he likes to do most is to break the other person's hand bones when shaking hands, and then when the other person is kneeling in front of him and wailing in pain, crush the other person's head with the palm of his hand. That's how he got his name. of

It's just that he found the wrong person today. No matter how strong his grip is, it is only for ordinary people. Not to mention Anthony, even any telekinesis user from the martial arts sect, his so-called grip strength is just humiliating himself.

Looking at the man in front of him whose spring-like smile had long since disappeared, as if he was struggling to feed himself, Anthony couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Al is really enthusiastic, but sometimes the enthusiasm is too much. It’s easy to hurt yourself.”

Hearing this, Al secretly thought something was wrong and wanted to pull his hand back, but found that Anthony's hand was holding his hand firmly at the fingertips like an iron hoop. Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a familiar sound of bone cracking reaching his ears, and then felt a sharp pain in his palm that he would never forget.

"Ah" Al could no longer maintain his elegant image, holding himself up and wailing on one knee with the wrist held in Anthony's hand.

"Oops, I'm sorry. This is the first time I have seen such a warm person like Mr. Al. I may be a little excited, so I may have used a little more force. Mr. Al, are you okay?" Anthony let go of the other person. The hand that was now like rotten flesh then took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently, looking down at Al who was wailing in front of him and said lightly.

"Antony Stan, hehe, OK, OK, I will remember you." Holding back the severe pain, Al stood up tremblingly, looked at Lantoni with a fierce look, and then quickly got up with the help of the people around him. Step by step left the venue.

Looking at the other party's leaving figure, Anthony couldn't help but frown slightly, because what he just did was somewhat miscalculated. You must know that the people from the Phantom Troupe are going to kill him at this venue later. If the other party leaves the venue now, doesn't it mean that Anthony actually saved his life. Is there anything more bastard than saving an enemy who wants to plot against you and may take revenge on you in the future?

No, Anthony needs to make amends, otherwise when the Phantom Troupe goes on a killing spree here, Anthony will be laughed to death for what he did. Thinking of this, Anthony couldn't help but turn his back and hook his fingers. After Gin came over, Anthony said expressionlessly: "Arrange people to deal with the person who just fell. Now, do it naturally. Don't let anyone come to us." trouble."

"Understood, boss."

Watching Gin go out to arrange related matters, Anton