[Comprehensive] The blackened Il Mini can't be messed with

A burst of coldness stung Finks' nerves, and at the same time allowed his dizzy mind to recover from the pain. He judged the extent of the injury by feeling. He knew that at least two ribs on his body had been broken, and at the same time there was a hot sound coming from behind. The feeling also let him know that there must not be a good piece of meat on his body.His limbs were tightly bound in a cross shape, and he turned his head to look at his left hand. He didn't even feel any sensation there, and he didn't know if it was broken or useless.I moved my leg a little bit, but fortunately, it still works except for a little pain, at least there is still a sense of consciousness.

With a tickle in his throat, Finks couldn't help coughing violently, a mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat, and when he was about to spit out with the cough, he forcibly stopped and swallowed it back, filled with the smell of blood With taste buds, although it is not delicious at all, it can at least moisturize the dry throat.

He opened his mouth into a silent smile, and the muscles on his face made Finx grin his teeth in pain. From the day he confronted the Council of Elders, he knew that he would end up in this situation one day.Finx is not a hero, nor does he have a sense of justice, and he would go against the Council of Elders because he could not understand their actions.

What kind of place Meteor Street is, no one knows better than the people who were born and bred here. The lack of resources makes the people living here compete for the most basic necessities of life all the time. Human life is very cheap here. Time is not even as good as a loaf of unexpired bread.

But even so, Meteor Street people don't allow others to treat them as items for sale.Finks knew that the Elders had always been in contact with the outside world. Outside gang organizations provided the Elders with heavy metals and weapons, while the relative Elders provided them with the talents needed by the gangs. Of course, if these talents go outside voluntarily, If Finks volunteered to serve the gang, he would have no objection at all, and would not take care of these things.

However, the practice of the Presbyterian Church is not like this.Karen, a very powerful manipulator in the Elders' Council.Although he didn't know what medium she used and how to manipulate it, since one of Finx's partners was spotted by the Council of Elders, he knew that every "goods" that the Council of Elders saw was through Carly These "goods" provided by the elders to the gang are all obedient to the buyer, just like an obedient dog.

Heh, how could the people on Meteor Street become someone else's dog so easily?Finks said that he didn’t have an excessive sense of justice, but he just couldn’t understand their actions, so he ruined the talent exchange between the Elders’ Association and the gangsters several times. Of course, his blatant provocation of the Elders’ Association would not Let him go easily, but he just likes to do it, there is no way.

The lung injury made him unable to help coughing, and his breathing became heavy due to the injury. Finks did not have any regrets or fears. For him, being alive was enough.A wolf-like look emerges from his eyes. As long as he is alive, he will find a way to leave and get everything back.

Thinking about Flora, who was stunned by Gal's hand knife, Finx is not worried that her life is in danger. Compared with Flora, he is more worried that the waste of Flora will be completely used by Gall as a tool, right? But thinking about everything now is superfluous, he is already unable to protect himself, and he can't take care of so much at all.

"I didn't expect you to have today, right, Finks, how are you doing in the cell?" With a malicious greeting, the shadow of the whip fell on Finks' body like raindrops, making the body that was originally beaten to pieces The scarred wound burst open again, and the blood leaked out along with the wound, bonding the clothes on his body to the skin. Although it felt a bit uncomfortable, Finks could still bear it.

For Gal's malice, Finx didn't pay attention to it at all, closed his eyes, he was silent without saying a word, and his quick tongue would only make the opponent's abuse even more crazy, what he had to do How to preserve one's own life within the largest range.

After a severe beating, Gal became bored facing the unresponsive Finx, stopped his movements, and laughed softly, "Do you want to know whether Victor is dead or alive?"

It was a lie to say that he didn't want to know. After being captured, Finks and Victor were taken to two different places, and he didn't know how they planned to deal with him.Seeing that Finks could no longer be complacent, Gal looked quite complacent, and he laughed out loud as if he had grasped Finks' weakness.

"But it's a pity, it seems that you will never have the chance to meet again in this lifetime." Taking back the whip in his hand, holding the handle of the whip, Gal punched Finks hard in the stomach and used the handle viciously. Turning around a few times, looking at the blood foam flowing from the other party's mouth with satisfaction, he brought his mouth close to Finks' ear, biting the syllables word by word, "Don't you hate being someone else's dog the most? , then congratulations, soon you will be able to worry about food and clothing, Karen is waiting for you."

Damn, they actually planned to do this!Finx could no longer remain calm, he gave Gal a fierce look, that look was as fierce as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

Gal was very satisfied with Finx's hateful gaze, but before he could continue to enjoy this gaze for a while, the arrival of one of his confidants made his face turn ugly.damn it!On the day he left the Eighth District, the Phantom Brigade actually sent people to their base to make trouble, and even killed many of his subordinates. Could it be that they were planning to fight against him and the Elders?

The whip in his hand flicked in the direction of Finks, and hit Finks precisely on the face. Without looking back, he led his men to prepare to return to the base in the eighth area. Compared with whipping Finks here, The ruling power of the eighth district is much more important than this. Anyway, he will become a dog loyal to the gangs soon, and he has no need to waste his time on him.

On the way back to the Eighth District in a hurry, the anger in Gal's heart continued to rise. He hadn't taken over the power of the Eighth District for a long time, and he encountered this kind of provocation that was almost like a slap in the face. If there is a little explanation on the matter, can he still convince his subordinates?

He knows that the Phantom Brigade is an organization that has sprung up in recent years, and the group that can stand on Meteor Street for several years is not a vegetarian. However, even so, he will have a contest with them. Don't you have the elders behind you, and...it's time for that girl to use her strength.

He was thinking about how much strength Flora would be able to strengthen his own side, but when he saw the ruined base, his anger was finally completely ignited.Although he already knew that the Phantom Brigade was here to make trouble, what he didn't expect was that this was no longer making trouble, but a massacre.The people who stayed in the base have basically been killed, and only two or three people are still alive.

He quickly ran up to the third floor, and the open door told him that the special ability girl he wanted had disappeared, and all the people in charge of guarding her had died.The clenched fist punched towards the wall, and a hole was sucked out of the wall. The treasure he finally found was snatched by the brigade, and so many of his subordinates were killed.Looking around, should he be glad that he took most of the elites with him when he left the base?

If he can bear this breath, it is impossible to continue to lead the eighth district!Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Gal rearranged his men, and after making some arrangements, he decided to raid the base of the Phantom Brigade at dawn.

Originally, he wanted to use that woman's ability for himself, but he was snatched away by the Phantom Brigade. It seems that it is impossible to monopolize this power. Now the only way to snatch that girl Come back and hand it over to the Council of Elders, at least you can make another contribution.

At this time, Flora, who was regarded as a tool for success by Garr, was staring at the stripped man who was covered in bandages in the base of the brigade.After Ilmi brought her here, he told her to wait here for a while, and then he and the black-haired boy with the cross tattoo on his forehead went to the second floor to discuss something.

With the departure of Ilmi, Flora, who was alone, could only stay here with the other three members of the brigade. She looked curiously at the two girls who were not much older than her, with a kind smile, She smiled at Pike and Madge, and when her eyes fell on Flake Ripper, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

The peeling man covered in bandages gave her a familiar feeling. She remembered that she had seen this kind of thing called mummies that only existed in the tombs of ancient Egyptian pharaohs in her grandfather's library. Look at his familiar body Dressing up, does he also come from the same world as her?

"Hello, I'm Flora Prince from the Prince family in England. Are you Mr. Mummy from Egypt?" Standing up straight, raising her skirt, and saluting, Flora politely stood Husband introduced himself with aristocratic etiquette, and it was a gratifying thing to meet his fellow countrymen in a different world.

"..." The peeling man who was treated like this by the girl was silent, he couldn't speak, did the girl misunderstand something?