North American detective: From scoundrel to god among men

Chapter 34 You are the real hero

A "click" sound.

The iron gate was pushed open.

Under Jack's tense gaze, Titus slowly walked out.

A person?

alone?

Jack's twenty submachine guns were pointed at Titus, like a venomous snake's den waiting to strike.

"Are you kidding me? You're the only one here?"

The tension on Jack's face vanished, replaced by a deep mockery.

"What, are all your men dead?"

"Are you going to carry on the legacy of your brothers and take on all twenty of us by yourself?"

"Look at him, covered in blood, acting like he's some kind of hero!"

Titus ignored his mockery and immediately spotted Starling, who was bound in mid-air.

Her neat short hair was now disheveled, with strands sticking to her cheeks, as if she had been crying. She also saw Titus, her pupils dilating slightly, a mixture of surprise and pain in them.

She silently closed her eyes, and a tear fell with a soft thud into the stinking pigsty beneath her.

"Oh, it's that hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress trope again!"

"Damn it! Showing off their love in front of me? Shoot them dead! Don't hold back your bullets!"

"Avenge our fallen brothers!"

At Jack's command, in an instant, twenty submachine guns unleashed crimson-gold flames! A hail of lead bullets rained down.

Titus slowly opened his arms, like God.

Starling screamed in terror, "No!"

Time seemed to stand still at that moment!

A series of clanging sounds, like the hammering of iron, rang out, followed by a series of startling collisions!

Starling couldn't bear to look directly at him, yet she looked on in surprise.

The white smoke dissipated, and the strong smell of gunpowder filled everyone's nose and mouth. However, the scene Jack had envisioned did not appear. He did not even see a trace of exploding blood mist!

Keep in mind that their bullets were bought with real money, without any shortage of supplies. Even a strong, adult brown bear would have been blown to bits by now!

Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget:

Titus pounded his chest, his whole body shuddering, enough to knock off at least half a pound of bullets!

Hundreds of lead bullets tore through his black overcoat, revealing his strong chest and muscular build. The bullets left countless white marks on his body, but that was all.

Titus wiped it away with a wave of his hand, and the white mark disappeared.

"You know what, this feeling is actually quite something."

"If this is a massage prepared for me, please give it a little more pressure, masseur!"

Jack was dumbfounded; his mind seemed to freeze for a few seconds, as if he had been forcibly shut down.

Then, an expression appeared on his weathered face that was almost impossible for a human to make, exactly the same as the expression on Yan Quan Agni's face back then.

"Go! Brothers, it's definitely some kind of deceptive trick, 'vitality coverage'!"

"We will win!"

Lead bullets blasted in again, and amidst the hail of bullets, Titus strolled leisurely, as if a divine soldier had descended from the heavens!

They watched as Titus slowly walked in front of one of his brothers, then suddenly thrust one hand out like a knife piercing tofu into the man's chest, before pulling it back and taking out something soft and tender.

With a slight effort, Titus burst open.

In that instant, Titus thought, "Has he really become this strong? Is it still necessary for him to abide by the rules and regulations of this world?"

The firelight and fear illuminated the slightly flushed faces of each mercenary.

"Aa ...

The mercenaries realized that Titus was probably no longer a creature of the same species as them, and they all scattered and fled in terror!

Damn it! How could someone risk their life for money?

Titus didn't give chase; they were just a group of mercenaries, there was no need to wipe them out.

But to his surprise, there was still a man on the field who kept shooting at him relentlessly!

Titus looked over, his eyes filled with doubt and mockery.

He slowly walked towards the man.

The man had run out of bullets. He glanced at his brother, whose heart had been ripped out, and a fierce glint appeared in his eyes.

He shakily pulled out the grenade.

"This might hurt a bit."

Titus gripped the grenade tightly and threw it out the window, where it exploded in mid-air.

The man stepped back in alarm, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

With a resolute look in his eyes, he drew his dagger and stood before Titus.

Fear is a biological instinct, courage is the hymn of humanity...

Thinking this, Titus smiled approvingly and said:

"Just now, your boss said I was a hero who saved a damsel in distress, but now it seems he was wrong."

"My friend, you are the real hero!"

"But... you shouldn't have shot me."

……

After dealing with him, Titus successfully rescued Starling.

As for your question about why Jack didn't throw Starling into the pigsty before leaving...

He's just a mercenary, not an idiot. Why provoke someone who's clearly not human?

Even if you make money, you have to be alive to spend it. After this battle, he cursed Vijay's parents countless times in his heart!

What a close call! We narrowly lost to that killing god on the other side! Jack thought to himself as he ran.

As for Titus, he didn't consider himself a god of death; he was simply happy to gently send them to see their long-awaited benevolent father.

He didn't care about the mercenaries coming for revenge. As for the rumors that he was invulnerable to bullets and blades, this is a society governed by law, who would believe such things? At most, it would attract some insignificant assassinations.

To nip it in the bud?

That's the behavior of a coward.

Starling gasped for breath and staggered to her feet.

She was hesitant to approach him; at that moment, Titus was covered in blood, half-naked, and looked like a god of death.

Starling suddenly realized that someone even more terrifying than Hannibal had been right beside her all along!

Titus noticed this and gently extended his hand to her.

"Please keep this a secret for me, okay?"

But this god of death not only came to save her, but also stayed by her side the whole time.

Starling nodded and took his hand.

……

Titus and Starling returned to command post and learned through the police communications channel that the main force was still searching for Hannibal's whereabouts in Area A of the old city.

The torrential rain greatly slowed down the search efforts.

After the two men rejoined the main force, Inspector Mike told them that they had received feedback from the public:

The communion served at Church A in the old town these days is delicious, so delicious that it's almost irresistible.

Inspector Mike found this very suspicious.

Firstly, if the Holy Communion is delicious, go praise the Lord. Why come all the way to the police? Is it so delicious that it's almost bizarre?

Secondly, wasn't the IP address where Lecter made the call previously located near Church A?

Speaking of that IP address, it's worth mentioning that Lecter once again outsmarted the police. He left his phone where it was and planted a remote-controlled bomb, which exploded just as the officers arrived.

He observes secretly from a hidden spot, using binoculars, surveillance cameras, or other means.

As always, a perverse sense of humor.

Fortunately, Inspector Mike ordered officers to enter with riot shields, and although some were injured, there were no fatalities.

In the pitch-black night, the rain poured down relentlessly, and a gloomy atmosphere enveloped the entire city of Florence.

Inspector Mike thought:

Let's assume that the deliciousness of communion is related to Hannibal Lecter.

Is Hannibal Lecter not only a cannibal, but also a highly skilled cook?

Suddenly, a terrible thought arose:

He wouldn't be offering communion...

Mike looked up and saw Titus, and the two immediately decided to go to Church A to find out what was going on!