The Ultimate Evolution
chapter-700

After exclaiming, they casted an exceptionally dubious glance at Mogensha. Even the upright Reef adopted an unspeakable wretchedness in his expression.

Brother Black could no longer keep his cool, as his lit cigar snapped from crunching his teeth. Blood rushed up throughout his body, causing his face to instantly turn flush. Nevertheless, his skin tone acted as the perfect camouflage and one couldn't notice any change to his complexion. Except….his gritting teeth that betrayed his inner raging emotions.

"My.....&@#!$@!#!!!!"

Everyone could already anticipate Brother Black's impending eruption, even those gang members. After all, they were already accustomed to their crime lord Biyombo's fetishes.

Instantly, several dudes leaning against the club counter picked up beer bottles, as they strode over with barbaric expressions. Naturally, Reef and Sheyan were duty bound and marched forward, while the enraged Mogensha had straightforwardly brandished his AK.

Although Brother Black chose to disguise the golden brilliance of his beloved weapon, it still took the shape of a rifle. With the appearance of a rifle, the wariness and hostile atmosphere instantly soared by several folds. Biyombo's men immediately yelled as they reached their hands towards their waists.

A second later, two beer bottles smashed Sheyan's head and shattered. Sadly, only the froth from the beer caused Sheyan to squint his eyes, as he shook his head as though nothing happened.

Another second later, Sheyan swiftly grabbed a fruit knife by the side. With a twist of his hand, he thrusted it over and bluntly stabbed deep into the eye and into the brain of the beer bottle smashing culprit!

That unlucky brat's face instantly turned rigid. Like a wooden stake, he toppled onto the ground as his spirit quickly soared towards heaven.

Such an appalling scene undoubtedly sparked a chain of shrilling gasps!

Meanwhile, Reef blatantly raised his arm and endured the attacks of two gang members. Without putting them in his eyes, he swung a kick across!

Reef's current strength had been constantly improving. When dealing with these hooligans, it was akin to a tiger foraging a flock of sheeps. His single kick sent the two hoodlums flying for 7-8 metres, before they crashed onto the opposing club podium; knocking down metallic frameworks as they rattled clamorously down the podium.

Frankly speaking, one of the brat was too unlucky. After being kicked, his neck coincidentally swiped past a friendly blade which resulted in his artery being severed. Thus, blood splattered like a sprinkler truck as he flew through the air.

At that exact moment, a caucasian woman had been calmly drinking her beer while enjoying the fight. In the end, blood splashed onto her face and even filled up her half empty beer mug. She immediately released a shrilling scream with a decibel so high, the background music totally drowned it out.

At present, Abreu was completely at a loss with the current situation.

Fortunately, Reef concentrated on guarding him, as the sounds of gunfire and slaughtering resonated within his eyes; causing him to shiver excessively in fear. Still, not a single individual could render even half a point of damage to him.

For Reef to concentrate on protecting a single person, it was like a butcher handling his own cleaver with ease.

By now, Brother Black had already released fire, as fiery streaks of bullet darted through the air. Any foe who received his bullet was instantly mowed down.

Mogensha wielded his AK single handedly, as he hopped around and unleashed fiery tongues with this heavy semi-automatic rifle.

Da! Da! Da! Bullets interwove as they formed networks of death.

Actually, this Bugle club was relatively spacious, and the trio were situated at a corner of this club when the commotion had erupted. Numerous druggies filled the place, and were ruffled by sentiments they twerked and grinded bodies on the dancefloor. Dazzling lights shone on lingering fog, and apart from the ear splitting bass music, all other sounds were utterly drowned.

Nevertheless, with how massive a stir Mogensha was creating, a huge chaos had been incited within the club. Piercing screams and wails filled the atmosphere.

Brother Black grasped a half filled bottle of vodka as he angrily irrigated his mouth, before spitting out most of it. The spiciness of alcohol invigorated all his limbs and bones, as he charged for Biyombo with red eyes.

Brother Black wasn't a homophobic. Merely, the feeling of being treated as a plaything in front of his comrades truly caused him to lose much face.

Nevertheless, the trio hadn't figure out the usages for the 'Soul Crystals' they gained from the Avatar World, but they understood its value wouldn't be measly. Since Biyombo chose not to give face, then Mogensha wanted to rip even his bones out!

Thinking of that, Mogensha removed his coat and sprinted forth with lightning pace. His exposed muscles were like chunks of black reefs, as perspiration coated them with a glossy luster. Jumping up a flight of stairs, he chased like a cheetah.

Yet when he was about to scale the entire flight of stairs, Mogensha unexpectedly sensed an immeasurable surge of threat! He hastily halted his pursuit, but alas, he had already climbed to the top of the stairs!

In that instance, countless powerful beams blasted in and dazzled Mogesha's eyes in a field of white blurriness. He immediately attempted to dive away, instead, he felt as though his left shoulder was knocked by a truck. His body forcibly left the ground and soared for a dozen metres, as it dragged along a dull white fumes along the way.

At present, the fleeing Biyombo was holding a weapon brimming with futuristic flare. The weapon's surface was coated in shimmering silver. Its shape was streamlined like a cylinder and was approximately a metre long. Its caliber was the size of an apple, and its muzzle swirled with a frightening blue radiance.

Biyombo's left cheek was stained with blood, as half his ear was ruptured by Mogensha's bullet! Biyombo then howled hoarsely.

"Come! Come! Nobody can shake my place! Whoever dares oppose me, can only die!"

Yet while Biyombo was hooting, he suddenly felt a tremor; as though the entire building was dreadfully shuddering!

The tremors persisted and moments later, the floor ahead of Biyombo abruptly collapsed in! All of a sudden, a dark blue long saber thrusted through the tremendous crater, and a second later, a robust hand gripped Biyombo's ankle and fiercely dragged him down.

Just when the enemies were turning the tides, Sheyan had swiftly seen through the gang member's weak point and directly combated the root of the problem!

Several hoodlums remained bewildered on the upper floor as they exchanged glances with each other. After a fleeting echo of Biyombo's despairing wails, excluding the music, a quietness then followed.

What caused their spectacles to drop was that brat who was clearly blasted by the Steelhunt Cannon. Though crashing pathetically against tables and benches, he was actually scrambling back up and cursing vehemently. Smoky fumes emitted from his left shoulder as it slumped lifelessly.

Evidently, Mogensha's wound wasn't light, but he didn't appear to be struggling for his life.

Those hooligans were completely stunned. The 'Steelhunt Cannon' was a weapon specially employed against those terrifying dinosaurs. Biyombo had fetched a sky high price to acquire this weapon from the military! Some dinosaurs could only withstand three cannon blasts from it. It was already a miracle this fella hadn't been torn asunder after receiving a direct blast. Instead, he was actually still scrambling back up!!

Instantaneously, they realized they had encountered individuals who they couldn't afford to provoke. With Biyombo's current situation pointing to a disaster, they instantly turned and ran.

Yet right at this moment, a few individuals streamed into the club from outside. They wielded extremely peculiar weapons that were probably used to hunt dinosaurs.

Upon sighting the trio, they immediately opened fire without spewing a single word. This was because their leader, was Biyombo's blood brother.

After a series of intense crossfires, the outcome was completely lacking in suspense. The group of hoodlums were beaten till they pissed their pants and fled. In spite of that, those special dinosaur hunting weapons caused a great deal of problems to the trio.

The military definitely didn't sell weapons with deadly killing potential to them, not even broken ones. This wasn't because those weapons could easily damage the dinocrystals, but to ensure a containable level of security in society. At most, only 1-2 weapons of Biyombo's 'Steelhunt Cannon' were leaked out.

The peculiar weapons those hoodlums acquired all inclined towards auxiliary functions. For example, Sheyan was unfortunately sprayed with hypermucus, which was equivalent to throwing one into a pool of all-purpose glue! Whatever he touched, would adhere onto his hand.

Another example was an electric shock fork. When this weapon shot out, there would be no pain at all. This was to protect the shooter, preventing him from being discovered by the dinosaur. After a definite time from the blast of an electric shock fork, horrifying electric shocks would then occur every ten seconds!

Though the shocks weren't fatal, it was pure torture to the dinosaurs; not being able to mate, sleep as they slowly wasted away.

Talking about capturing wild beasts, one definitely cannot omit a rope net. Reef was indeed victimized by one such rope net. The ropes were extremely flexible and would gradually tighten. As long as one exerted force in resistance, it would loosen up. Yet after loosening up, the ropes would continue to obstinately tighten…..

In contrast to the bullets from firearms, those peculiar weapons caused the trio a much greater deal of troubles.

Especially for Sheyan. After being polluted with hypermucus, he totally lost all privilege of free mobility. Any random junk would stick onto his body, and it even discharged a disgusting odour. That scene caused Mogensha and Reef to drop to the floor laughing.

Ultimately, Abreu managed to find a guy who mentioned that bathing in gasoline would neutralize the hypermucus. Only then, was Sheyan finally freed.