usatvline Chapter 191 Underground Auction (Part 7)
Chapter 191 Underground Auction (Part 7)
At this time, the battle in the hall was still stalemate. Gradually, people from various organizations changed from the initial melee to fighting in groups, relying on various overturned tables and chairs as cover, and started a new round of gunfights.
Under such circumstances, the Black Organization had no choice but to huddle together. Gin and Vodka huddled together, pistols raised. The mercenary picked up a chair and hurled it at the enemy's cover. After the enemy's cover was broken, the remaining members took direct aim at the exposed enemy and attacked them mercilessly.
The mercenary was also furious at this time: "Can't we throw a few grenades to kill those flies over there?"
Vodka looked embarrassed. "If we use grenades in this situation, it will make too much noise. No one on the other side dares to use them. I guess they're afraid of attracting the police."
The mercenary was furious: "How could anyone here be stupid enough to call the police!"
Gin is in a very bad mood now. He just learned from Chianti's phone call that a large number of police officers seemed to be rushing here, but then he lost contact with Chianti and didn't know what happened.
"Chianti just sent a message saying that a large number of police officers have arrived. We must seize the opportunity to leave. As for the potion, if we can't get it, destroy it immediately. Don't leave it for others!"
Upon receiving the news, Vermouth immediately took action. The unlucky host hiding behind the auction table was killed, and the bottle of potion he had been holding was shattered by Vermouth with a single shot. Even without Gin's order, Vermouth did not want the organization to get the potion so easily. She did not want the organization to come up with another potion even more outrageous than the "Silver Bullet".
[Mercenary: My family, please come and support me. The division of personnel here is very clear. Be careful not to hurt me by mistake.]
[Lame Sheep: Don't worry, Mr. Sabeda, I'm here.]
[Shadow of Spacetime: Where did I get teleported to? Is this the warehouse?]
[Antique Dealer: Naib, why don't you just carry the pottery shards with you?]
[Mercenary: Wouldn't it be obvious if I carried it with me?]
[Broken Wheel: Here we come~]
[First Mate: Be careful, Naib. The Will brothers' attacks deal area damage. Be careful not to get run over.]
At this time, Toru Amuro finally slipped back to the hall. Looking at the gunfight scene in front of him, he decided to move towards the Black Organization first to avoid being discovered.
"Senior, what's the situation now?" Amuro Toru dodged through the hail of bullets and came to the mercenary.
Gin stared at Amuro Toru with a cold gaze: "Bourbon, where did you go just now?"
"Just now, I took advantage of the chaos to run to the box over there to check the situation, but it seems that everyone inside has run away." After saying this, Toru Amuro raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at the people from the opposite organization.
However, as a strange sound was heard, the hall was divided into two parts by a suddenly rising iron cage, and several people from the Black Organization happened to be inside the cage.
A tall man wearing a leather jacket and with a strange figure appeared next to the cage, and with him appeared three people stacked on top of each other.
The Lame Sheep (Gray Cloud) is wearing a tattered black raincoat, the cuffs and hem of which appear to have been corroded by acid rain. An extinguished gas lamp hangs around his waist, and the smoke and dust above his head form a pair of deformed horns. In his hand is a twisted pair of pliers, and the red-hot coal flickers with the flame of revenge.
The three-faced gods are dressed in gloomy black and gold robes. Their golden centipede masks and dark patterns on their masks form the three commandments of "don't listen, don't look, don't speak", making them look solemn and dignified. They wear crowns on their heads, have red candles on their backs, and hold a weapon similar to a wheel in their hands.
Afterwards, the Yis man randomly found someone in the hall to stay with, and a piece of eroded pottery was formed on the spot. The Yis man, who could not be seen by others, twisted his body and crawled out of the pottery, appearing in the hall with the shadow of time and space.
The hollow mask of the Shadow of Space and Time (Morpheus's Portico) radiated a dreamlike glow. Her loose, turquoise nightgown, entwined with daylilies and vines, swayed with her breath. She clutched an ivory changan, radiating the luster of a gem.
[Po Lun: Eh? It seems we haven't had time to go in yet.]
[Lame Sheep: Sorry for the mistake. I'll build another cage.]
[Shadow of Spacetime: Then I'll go deal with those minions. It's a shame, only five Corrosion Shards can exist at once.]
[Mercenary: Any more would be rude. The Witch-sama only has five followers at most. (Wiping sweat)]
[Air Force: And there is almost no chance of more than three believers existing at the same time in a game.]
[Dream Witch: Humph~]
Lame Sheep smashed the original cage with a pair of tongs and replaced it with a new one, including Broken Wheel. Broken Wheel immediately activated his wheel form, with spikes projecting outward, and rolled towards the members of the Black Organization.
Seeing a huge wheel with thorns rushing towards them, Gin immediately pulled Vodka away. Amuro Toru behind him was also pulled aside by the mercenary. The tables and benches that were originally used as cover were all crushed into pieces by the broken wheel.
Amuro Toru's eyes twitched when he saw this: "Is this a wheel? This is clearly a tank!"
On the other side, some people who had reacted began to try to break open the cages and escape, but every time they broke a layer of cage, the lame sheep would put a new one outside, and they would never escape. The broken wheel rolled around inside, madly impaling the people inside.
At this time, except for the Black Organization, everyone else was being chased by Broken Wheel in the Lame Sheep's Lost Cage. They were so scared that they were screaming like ghosts and wolves, and they didn't even care about dismantling the cage.
Unfortunately, Broken Wheel has an absolute speed advantage, and the Lame Sheep's cage can cross the border to the other side, so Broken Wheel can achieve an all-round attack inside.
[Mercenary: Wow, thank goodness the prisoner can't join the alliance.]
[Forward: Indeed, otherwise I can’t imagine how uncomfortable it would be.]
[Lawyer: There's nothing we can do. Those with special mechanisms can't join the alliance.]
[Mechanic: Indeed, Mr. Alva, Mr. Joseph, and Ms. Cogan are unable to participate in the joint hunt.]
[First Mate: I've noticed there's a lot of control-type supervision that prevents me from entering the alliance.]
[Professor: And Dr. Percy, whose falling mechanism is different, can't enter either.]
[Batter: Even the witch has become insulated from entertainment mode.]
[Explorer: That's why I'm going to be a referee at Nightmare Chaser.]
[Priest: Even the Lord in Yellow is working at Breath of Delusion.]
[Prisoner: The power of old God!]
[Lord in Yellow: ...]
[Dream Witch: ...]
The broken wheel rolled around inside, making giggling sounds. Now the entire hall was their stage.
On the other side, the Shadow of Time and Space was not idle either. Relying on the power of eroded pottery shards and the Yis people, she knocked a group of dizzy minions to the ground one by one like playing whack-a-mole.
The lame sheep looked at the lively scene in front of him, thinking about whether to release his animal friends to join the carnival, but his idea was obviously opposed by everyone in the manor, so he had to sigh and release the lost cages one after another to prevent anyone from escaping.