Chapter 4: The Aesthetics Of Violence
When more than a dozen gang members held M9 and TEC-9 submachine guns and were about to rush to the booth to see how their boss was doing, someone seemed to hear the discussion, and they turned to look at the entrance.
there was Bella looking at them
The firearms in the hands of the gangsters made Bella bite her thin lips lightly. She could probably conclude from her previous tests that with her reaction nerves and speed, conventional firearms should not work on her.
She is also not sure whether the release of magic power can be resisted head-on.
Bella didn't want to try.
A cold light flashed, and her feet stepped on the ground.
Boom~
The floor under their feet was cracked under the force, and everyone's eyes were blurred. Amidst the screams, they seemed to see a woman dancing lightly.
It's just that the background is the scattered figures of more than a dozen gangsters.
Amidst the continuous sound of crashes and screams, those gangsters were punched and kicked by the mysterious woman mercilessly.
Blood flew everywhere.
Didn't even fire a shot.
Everyone stared at this scene in a daze. The combination of the small black suit and the powerful aggressiveness made the visual impact to the extreme. It was astonishing and shocking to watch the violent aesthetics in classic movies.
Some of the twenty gangsters were inlaid with blood and blood on the wall, some were smashed into expensive audio equipment, and some were entangled with countless wires and flickered with arcs.
The collapsed tables and tables in the bar were full of shards of wine bottles and glass mixed with the smell of wine.
Only a figure in a black suit stands there.
So cool .
no matter who she is, the people really want to take a picture of her, because she is so cool.
The reluctance of the men and women in the bar was aroused, and their timidity dissipated, leaving behind only those pairs of adoring eyes towards this unknown but ruthless thug in a suit.
Extreme bloody, scarlet blood, still screaming, dilapidated bar.
It forms a picture that is more classic than the movie.
However, the thugs in suits who were admiring, completely ignored them, and kept her cold eyes on the second floor of the booth.
Among the stumped limbs and broken arms, there was a faint whine.
Boom~
With a light footstep, the figure cut through the air and arrived at the booth on the second floor regardless of the distance of four or five meters.
The booth next to it was already empty.
step~step~
The bar at the moment wailed and fell silent. shoes made a dull sound as they stepped on the blood-stained floor.
This is like the footsteps of Death God.
Death is approaching step by step. Blake, lying on his stump, mixed with blood and various wines, feels his heart trembling, shaking, and he is still vomiting blood in his mouth. The impact just now did not crush him, but the terrible impact still made him Viscera shattered.
Powerless and in pain, Blake watched the Death God keep approaching.
The blood-stained vision was blurred and he could see the V-shaped mask.
Blake's face was pale and his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but his survival instinct made him beg for mercy: "Let-t- go, let me go."
"I have a lot of money, and my, my father have a lot of money."
"Do not kill me."
Intermittent begging for mercy, at the last moment of his life, Blake still did not give up hope.
Everyone looked up and couldn't help but sigh inwardly when the gangster who had been domineering and flaunting his might had turned into this pitiful appearance.
But more outspokenly.
The desire to survive is very strong, but unfortunately, the moment he thinks about Bella, the ending is already doomed.
The credit card was held between the fingers of the white glove.
With a light flick, the little card cut through the air and made a screaming sound, piercing through his brain.
A little card was crossed on his head, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, and finally dimmed.
He was obviously still so young, and an hour ago he was bragging with his own gang that he would become a gang leader in the future, but now everything disappeared.
He hates, but has no chance.
Looking at Blake who was no longer alive, the killing intent in Bella's heart did not dissipate.
She glanced at the men and women who were extremely admiring in the shock below. Without saying a word, he jumped down from the second floor lightly and walked towards the door.
The whole process was speechless, that kind of ruthlessness, that kind of cruel beauty of violence to the extreme, which is very suitable for this group of cool men and women with rebellious psychology.
It even feels like the blood is boiling, the women's legs are weak, and they feel like they are going to reach some kind of height.
Bella doesn't feel anything for a guy with tattoos all over clubbing and saying he's a good boy and a girl. These people are more disgusting than those hippies.
Powerful senses can smell all kinds of smells from these people.
If it wasn't for the brain's ability to process and filter these things, she might not be able to resist vomiting.
When Bella left, the whole bar erupted and screamed.
"It's so cool, it's just awesome, the goddess of the night, beautiful and mysterious, I really want to see what a beautiful face is under that mask."
"Hahaha, I filmed it, the whole process, I must upload her to my YouTube homepage."
"Omg, I must make her popular throughout the United States, she is my goddess."
"Fart, she is my goddess, thinking about everything she has done today, I feel that I will reach the height of ten times today."
"Fake, you are not allowed to defile my goddess, Fake squid."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In order to snatch the illusory oath in the heart of the goddess, perhaps because of witnessing the aesthetics of violence, everyone's emotions have reached their limit. For example, a fire oil barrel explodes at a click, and a person accidentally ignites a barrel of explosives, and they start beating each other.
What is even more incredible is that many women also participated in the battle for swearing in sovereignty.
Bella didn't know that she had a large number of fanatical fans. At the moment, she had already found a black Ducati at the door, and turned into a ghost in the night to attack the barbarian headquarters.
It is also the largest estate in Forks.
Since they are enemies, they will naturally not let the leader of the barbarians go. The whole family needs to be tidy.
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