Beast

So Perot wanted Mario to be his savior—needless to say, he had to say hello to Mario first, and then tell Cuenca.Otherwise, if the Prophet will meet Kunka, there is no need to think about it, Kunka will definitely veto it.

But Mario didn't want to cross Posai Bay again. The reason is very simple. He was arrested in the past. If someone leaks the news this time-he is not targeting Perot, he is saying that Posai Bay is full of Fukang. Eyes and ears—then their intention to meet privately is too obvious.

Perot thinks about it too, not to mention that it is not him but Cuenca who is going to see Fukang, so as long as Cuenka goes there on time, he doesn't have to report everything to Fukang if he has any arrangements for his itinerary.

The two discussed it and finally decided to meet at Teban Island on the border of Taeyong.

Teban Island is a holiday paradise, and there are countless tourists coming and going every year. Tourists who only go to Teban Island but not inside Tairong do not need a visa in advance, basically a visa on arrival is enough.Those who are familiar with the way, like Perot, do not need to declare anything.

Perot had to sigh with emotion that it used to take a month to get to Taeyong by boat, but now it takes only two hours to fly there.

Mario didn't come when we came down, but familiar faces came.

Pero smiled when he saw the man's face. This is a very famous fighting beast, and its name is even more famous overseas than Mario.

This fighting beast is called C4, and its essence is a bomb.

C4 is proficient in bombs, loves bombs, explosions flow in his flesh and blood, and he uses gunpowder as a refreshing stimulant.

Mario has only one fighting beast, but its power is stronger than having an army of fighting beasts.A pair of fives and sixes like a lover and a poet is still barely enough, but every time this C4 is fired up, it can blow away people with more than double digits at will

In fact, Mario didn't want to buy a fighting beast at the beginning. He and C4 got acquainted by fate.

At that time, he had a companion who wanted to buy a fighting beast, so he accompanied his companion to the black market of fighting beasts.Although I don’t want it, it’s good to know the process first. They can’t be absolutely sure if they do this business. What if they use it someday?

But Mario couldn't stand the suffocating air inside, and his companion couldn't come out for a long time. Finally, he went out to smoke a cigarette outside the barn to get some air, so he bumped into this man who was crying and fiddling with some remote control big guy.

This guy is very young, he looks to be in his early twenties.

He was wearing a white shirt only worn by fighting animals, but it was already covered with sweat and mud, and there was dust on his face and arms, as if he had slipped and fell on a rainy day.Not to mention the big black mark on his butt, which made him look pitiful and comical.

At first Mario didn't plan to take care of him, but seeing his grievance and anger like a child, he muttered and didn't know what to say.Mario thought it was very funny, so he walked over and asked him what happened, if someone bullied him.

The young man didn't look up, he continued to fiddle with his remote control, and replied—"Well, they bullied me."

"Who bullied you?" Mario asked again.

He looked at the young man earnestly for a while, suppressing the smile in his heart. He felt that the appearance of this young man did not match his age, and his language and movements looked like a doll whose lollipop had been taken away.

"They," the lad emphasized, flipping a button on the remote, and looking up at the sky, muttered—"so I'm going to blow them up."

"What do you want?" Mario thought he didn't hear clearly.

"If you say it will be bombed, it will be bombed, and it will be bombed today. There will only be more, not less." The young man continued to talk to himself.

Mario also squinted his eyes and looked up, seeing a small model airplane passing overhead.Its body is completely stable and makes almost no noise.It circled in the sky, and then flew in through the crack in the door of the fighting beast cabin.

Mario finally laughed and stomped out the cigarette under his feet.

He had seen some beasts become abnormal during the training process, and they might have a nervous breakdown, so this young man was probably in this situation.

No wonder he was wearing the clothes of the fighting beast, but he was not in the cage.

Just when Mario wanted to tease him and share a friendly cigarette with him, the young man suddenly looked up at Mario and said softly—"Get down, very loudly."

Mario withdrew his outstretched hand, and he said yes, then I won't bother you to blow up the bunker, I'll take it elsewhere, so as not to ignite your gunpowder.

But Mario didn't even take a step, the little brother just dialed a button on the remote control.

In an instant, a huge explosion hit the sky and covered the sky, directly knocking Mario to the ground.

The surrounding smoke was immediately so thick that people couldn't open their eyes, Mario was dizzy and even felt a little nauseous.His ears were buzzing violently, and he didn't know where he was for a moment.

The bomb was so powerful that even if Mario stayed outside, he was severely affected. He lay on the ground for dozens of seconds before his thoughts slowly returned to his mind.

After the smoke cleared, look at the warehouse again—the roof of the entire warehouse collapsed, and a big hole was blown out on the side.

The little brother was still wiping his face, tears and snot mixed with dust, the more he wiped, the dirtier he got.He wiped it for a while, threw the remote control aside, patted his buttocks and stood up.

He walked up to Mario, who was still sprawled on the ground, and Mario looked up at him.

At that moment Mario was definitely not looking at a little fool, he felt like he was looking at Nobel.

The little brother sniffed and said, can you go?The sirens go off and they'll think you blew it up.

Mario goes, of course he goes.At that moment, he couldn't care less about the life and death of his companion, he quickly got up from the ground, and followed the little brother out - not the gate anyway.

After going out, the little brother took off the white shirt, rolled it up, and threw it into the trash can.

That day Mario and this little brother stood by the side of the busy road, as if they had undergone a baptism physically and mentally. The little brother just exploded a universe, and Mario was still immersed in the ignorance of being created.

The young man also stood quietly with him for 5 minutes, admiring the newness of the world.

Originally thinking that the two would part ways like this, Mario would watch the shrunken version of Nobel go away lonely, as if a legend had disappeared in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the little brother was in a daze, and suddenly turned around, took two steps forward, hugged Mario and started crying again.

He was crying pitifully, and passers-by looked sideways, as if they were accusing Mario of his irresponsible elder brother or——a father who was about the same age as his son.

Whenever a movie shows a person jumping into another person's arms, the next plot should be to raise your hand, hesitate for a moment, pat the other person on the back, and say-it's okay, I'm here.

Mario was quite embarrassed, and he kept searching from the depths of his memory for a solution to this situation.

But it's a pity that Mario hasn't seen any movies, he just stands there in a daze.The past 20 years of his career as a drug lord did not teach him how to comfort others, so he looked—not like a father, but like a ruthless scumbag.

The little brother cried enough, wiped Mario's shirt wet and wrinkled, and finally said sobbingly, I will have no place to eat after I blow up, how did I forget, oh, how did I forget.

So why on earth would Mario bring back this guy who almost blew him up the first time he met—he still hasn't figured it out yet.

What he also didn't understand was, after so many years, why he still had lingering fears about the fact that he came out to smoke a cigarette.

He wants to thank God for giving him a cigarette addiction, otherwise there would be no Mario now.

But no matter how tragic the process of getting acquainted, Mario finally turned the young man into his own fighting beast.Since they are all under the banner, it is still possible to give them a full meal.

Even if he never expected this little guy to do anything to escort him.

It was only later that he realized that this little guy had indeed been bullied a lot.

C4 was originally a bomb maker in the arsenal. He was not a soldier, but a technician.But then for some reason, the camp was swept away at night, and the arsenal was also robbed. He became a prisoner of the enemy for no reason. An operator of an animal market.

Maybe he also thinks that people who come out of the army will do it twice, so although he looks stupid, he can always do it after a little practice.

Who knows he really can't.

He is not good at physical skills, he can only make bombs, those strong fighting beasts often bully him, and beat him all over his body every day.He can't communicate with people, and customers don't even give him a second look.

It didn't take long for him to be eliminated from the market.In the days that followed, he only did chores for real fighting animals, serving food and cleaning.

But even so, he was often teased so that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and messed up.It’s a trivial matter to come over and stumble from time to time, and it’s okay to be beaten on the head occasionally, but every now and then his cup is often peed on someone, and the dinner in the lunch box is mixed with mop water—this makes him really It's unbearable.

Every day's work is very tiring, he missed a meal, and was tossed again the next day-he felt that he would die here if he continued.

And even if life feels like years, he can't get away.After all, someone else sold him, so he must at least make enough money to leave.

But his price tag was so high—he calculated that he would not be able to retreat until he was 60 years old.

So this explosion is a long-standing grievance.

When they spit in his coffee again that morning in front of his face, he decides it's time to fry.

If you can't blow up the universe, you can also blow up a new life.

The fact is indeed the case, his explosion, exploded Mario, and exploded his real beast fighting career.

Mario called him C4, meaning the most stable explosive.He also likes Mario to call it that, because it represents his only strength.

Although Mario was not optimistic about him, after recruiting him, C4 quickly showed his personal value.

His research on bombs has reached the point of proficiency. According to him, those gunpowders are his spouse, he loves them, and they love him.He can know their desires and how to satisfy them.

He can send bombs anywhere, whether it is a small aircraft, an electronic mouse crawling on the ground, or a steel ball like a spider. It can kill people.

He can control the power of the bomb, how much it kills, how much it affects, and how many decibels it makes. All the data is like a sophisticated machine running in his mind.

As much as Mario knows about the drug business, he knows this machine as well, and with his dexterous hands, he creates miracles one after another.

So he bombed the cabin, bombed the wharf, bombed the car, bombed the vault.

After using it a few times, Mario asked him to try to bomb someone with precision.

C4's potential is endless, and when he actually made that little marble bounce a few times and accurately jumped into the target person's pocket, he made that person blew himself up successfully.

He is a person who can really blow up whatever he wants. The only shortcoming is that sometimes he underestimates the temper of these little lovers, and when doing new research, he occasionally makes himself ashamed by blowing up.

The last time Perot saw him, Mario hadn't made any introductions at all.At that time, Perot and Mario were sitting on the balcony chatting. Suddenly there was an explosion. Perot thought he was attacked, and he quickly drew his gun after lying down.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the enemy. He only saw a guy covered in black crying from the back room, walking towards Mario while crying.

After seeing the Perots, the little brother seemed to realize that he should not disturb him, so he stopped immediately, cried for a while, and then went to the bathroom crying.

Over time, the reputation of this little guy spread, and everyone knew that Mario bought a time bomb without spending a penny.

What an affordable thing.

C4 is a little more mature than the last time Perot saw him, starting to grow a little stubble.

Under the guidance of Mario, he also gradually learned to communicate with others, and the communication became smoother and smoother.He stepped forward and held out his hand to Perot, and Perot glanced to see if there was anything strange in his palm.

"Is Mario in a meeting?" Perot couldn't help asking while heading to the villa.

There are only him and C4 in the car. It is estimated that Mario feels that C4 alone is more than enough to escort Perot.

"Yes," C4 replied succinctly—"but the meeting will end after we pass by. He said he has important news to tell you, so he will definitely not keep you waiting."

Perot glanced at C4, but didn't see any tricks.

Important news?Perot rubbed the center of his brows, and asked with a smile—"About who?"

Perot just asked casually, he thought C4 wouldn't say or even know.Unexpectedly, C4 not only answered, but the content was very clear.

He replied—"Fu Kang."

Perot's eyebrows twitched.

But the answer is not over yet, C4 paused, and then said—"Fukang's family is placed in our Tairong, and we already know where they live, so you can think about it and see if we need to help you Order something."

C4 made a turn, and Perot's heart skipped a beat.