As the deadline given by Capone got closer and closer, the atmosphere in Alfalfa City became more and more solemn.
What made the people in the city even more frightened was that Orlando did not yield in the face of Capone's ultimatum. Instead, he chose to resist.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Alfalfa City was always in chaos and danger. But in fact, in the eyes of the locals, the chaos here was also orderly. Capone and the Brotherhood of Alfalfa City under his control were leading this kind of order.
But now, this order was about to be broken.
The various forces in the city began to become restless, both for the priceless bonds and for the authority of the city.
Capone's deadline finally arrived under the expectant gazes of many people.
On this day, the sun rose as usual.
However, there wasn't much human activity in this notorious Chaos City. On the empty streets, gusts of wind were sweeping up gusts of wind. In the houses on both sides of the street, pairs of eyes that were mixed with fear and excitement were observing everything outside through the gaps in the windows.
Near noon, on several dilapidated main roads of Alfalfa City, in front of the Radiance Church, and in the central plazas of the three districts, groups of figures holding swords and clubs appeared almost simultaneously.
As time passed, more and more people gathered. In the afternoon, there were a total of tens of thousands of people gathered at the major traffic points of Alfalfa City. They were divided into two distinct groups, facing each other in silence.
No one knew who was the first to make a move, but the two torrents suddenly collided with each other.
The members of the Brotherhood of Alfalfa laughed sinisterly as they stabbed the swords in their hands into the chests of their "brothers."
Between the flashes of the swords, fresh blood slowly spread along the carvings on the bluestone road. It was like a huge and mysterious magic formation, full of a mysterious and tragic aura.
At this moment, life was fragile and worthless.
Alfalfa City was like a huge mill of flesh and blood, constantly devouring one fresh life after another.
The eyes of the two groups of people were bloodshot. They did not have fancy martial arts techniques or high-level fighting auras. They only had the most ferocious momentum and the most primitive brutality. This brutality was completely rooted in the bloodline of the living creatures, the killing instinct and bloodthirsty nature of the inheritors from ancient times.
One by one, they were cut down, pierced through, and fell to the ground, twitching and howling. Then, they were trampled under the feet of those who came later. All of their dignity, face, and identity seemed so pale and powerless in the face of slaughter.
It didn't matter if they were the leaders of Alfalfa City's reputable gangs, the awe-inspiring gold-medal fighters, or even the underlings at the bottom of the chain of contempt. At this moment, everyone had obtained absolute fairness — everyone only had one life.
At this time, the fighting taking place in the streets and alleys of Alfalfa City was far from a real confrontation between two armies. There was no neat military formation, no uniform, and no iron-blooded discipline. However, the danger and desperation involved were not inferior in the slightest.
These people did not have the organization and cooperation of a regular army, but they were just as ruthless and had the same disregard for life. In terms of tenacity, they were even better.
When a small team was scattered by their opponents, they immediately fled in all directions, hiding in the corners of the streets and alleys. When the time was right, they would regroup and attack again.
The smell of blood became the strongest smell in the city, and the sound of fighting became the only main sound in this part of the world.
The whole city seemed to have become a huge Colosseum, crowded with wild beasts killing each other for glory, benefits, and survival.
It wasn't until nightfall that the fierce fighting came to an end.
The miserable howls and roars gradually subsided. Some people were lying on the ground, and of course, there were also people who stood upright and upright while stepping on the corpses.
However, the war had just begun, and it was only the intermission now.
Victory and defeat were still far from being decided.
Standing on the roof of a dilapidated building, Orlando looked at Alfalfa City that was gradually being swallowed by darkness with a calm expression.
The underling standing behind him was constantly looking up and sizing up his boss's back. He wanted to say something several times, but he hesitated.
After a long while, Orlando's cold voice finally came.
"Tell them that there is no pension!"
"But, but, boss, they said that if there is no pension, they will …"
"I said, there is no pension!" Orlando suddenly turned around, his eyes wide open as if he wanted to eat his underling. "Since they have chosen to fight with me against Capone, then don't think about backing down halfway! You go and tell them that when we achieve the final victory, I will give them what they deserve, not a single copper coin less.
But now that victory and defeat have not been decided, they can forget about taking anything from me! "
"Yes!" The underling didn't dare to say anything more, and hurriedly retreated.
Orlando stared at the dark night sky alone for a while, then turned around and walked downstairs.
But just as he turned a corner, he stopped.
Because in front of him stood the person he didn't want to see the most — Capone!
Orlando only felt his whole body stiffen. He wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to make any movements.
Capone stood quietly in the same place, and didn't make any further movements. The ridicule in his eyes was like a fierce tiger observing the struggle before its prey died.
Orlando opened his mouth and said bitterly, "There are only three people who know that I am here. Which one betrayed me?"
Capone smiled proudly and said, "Guess."
At this moment, Orlando still maintained the most basic calmness. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It should be Rice. In today's battle, his subordinates suffered the most casualties, and he is also the one who wants me to take out a portion of the bonds to pay the compensation."
Clap clap.
Capone actually applauded and praised from the bottom of his heart, "Amazing! However, Orlando, if you had taken out a portion of the bonds to buy people's hearts earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this. "
Orlando pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
Capone smiled and continued, "Of course, if you give me all those bonds now, I can still let you live."
Orlando still didn't say anything.
The smile on Capone's face gradually disappeared, and his tone became cold. "Hmph, since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
Before he finished speaking, Capone was like a strong rhinoceros, charging towards Orlando with an unstoppable momentum.
Orlando's face immediately turned pale, and he instinctively rolled forward.
Boom!
The stone ground exploded with a loud bang, and a large amount of gravel sputtered out like bullets. Many of them hit Orlando's body, smashing bruises.
Orlando didn't dare to think too much. He got up from the ground in a sorry state and ran away.
As a rank five warrior, Capone's personal strength was at the top of the pyramid in Alfalfa City. How could Orlando dare to confront him head-on?
However, Capone laughed sinisterly, and a look of ridicule appeared in his eyes. He once again chased after him.
Hearing the wind behind him, Orlando didn't have time to think about it. He stabbed with the longsword in his hand.
Clang.
The longsword was casually slapped by Capone, and the entire blade cracked, shooting out a large amount of fragments.
Orlando himself was also sent flying by the huge force transmitted from the longsword, and he crashed into the wall on the side.
Orlando spat out a mouthful of blood, and sat paralyzed on the ground, despair appearing in his eyes.
Calm and unruffled, Capone slowly approached Orlando and mocked, "Orlando, you still have one last chance. Hand over the bonds, and I'll give you a way out. "
Orlando gasped a few times, but suddenly laughed.
Capone narrowed his eyes in confusion. Just as he was about to ask if the other party was crazy, he suddenly felt a cold gaze coming from behind him.
He quickly turned his head and saw a man covered in white armor. He didn't know when he had appeared behind him!
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