Abyss Express

Chapter 454 Act.16 Iron Hand Iron Hand

Foreword:

There is no full sorrow in the world, just like there is no full happiness.

Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy丨War and Peace

[Part① Lion Fighting Rabbit]

"Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm!"

CC called out to Lord Pellegrini's soul power, and the strong eagle-faced figure stood out from the flesh again!

It flapped its wings, clenched its powerful steel fists, with a bluish-gray gust of wind between its fingers, following CC's striding forward sprinting posture, it came closely!

The distance between the two was only one hundred and fifty centimeters, and Storm Eye's straight punch had already been struck——

——Spiral wind eyes quickly gathered in the air, and the vortex shaped like a drum almost locked Xue Ming's body firmly in place!

Hasben Madison, who was still conscious, was shocked when he saw this. He looked at the teacher who was defending with bent arms, and the alarm bells in his heart kept ringing—this was the move! It was this huge phantom of the spirit body that locked him firmly in place, turning him into a puddle of mud with just one sneak attack.

Gunsmith teacher! If you stay in that place, the next Soul Might attack will tear you to pieces! Find a way to escape! We must find a way to escape the blockade of the strong wind!

Husband couldn't speak anymore, he could only watch helplessly as the storm engulfed the gunsmith.

There was a phantom in the strong wind, Jiang Xueming maintained a slumped posture, no armor on his body, short sleeves and carrying backpack were torn apart by the condensed wind pressure in the air.

After hesitating for a moment, the gunsmith's combat experience immediately reminded him - this is Eye Of The Storm's method of finding enemies!

Almost at the same time, CC's joint attack is coming! Eye Of The Storm The wings of Eye of the Storm are twisted into fists, and together with his hands, he transforms into the fighting posture of a four-armed Asura.

"Hahahahahahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

The images of chaotic fists are the phantom of machine gun bullets continuously bombarding the center of the storm at high speed, almost tearing the target into pieces!

"Hahahahaha! Refreshing! Extremely refreshing! Incisively and vividly!"

CC roared loudly, his will to fight was raging - he never thought that he could fight the gunsmith head-on, this was his redstone nature, and it was a crucial experience in his life.

There was a blood-red stench in the storm, and even the blood on the floor was dragged by Eye of the Storm. In just ten seconds, Eye Of The Storm punched hundreds of punches, and finally slowed down. mean.

It's not because CC's mental power is about to come to an end, he and Hunwei are of one mind, and he can feel that the spirit body doesn't seem to touch anything! All empty? !

all? ! Didn't land a punch? !

But what was the shadow that was torn apart just now? !

Could it be that.

Without waiting for CC to think about it, the tornado that traversed the lounge and restaurant gradually slowed down. As the wind speed slowed down, the scene in the rolling air duct became clear and clear.

The figure of the gunsmith was floating in the storm. He was naked to the waist, and there was a wound on his upper arm. It was his initiative to bleed, which exposed the essence information. The blood was stained with strangely shaped fragments——

——Those fragments are what CC smashed, but some blood-stained cloth, thermos bottles and fast food boxes in the carry-on backpack.

CC looked at the up and down figure, and was so startled that he lost his mind for a while. The gunsmith did not fight against the strong wind created by Eye Of The Storm, but merged into the storm. He flew out along the spiral funnel of the windshield, leaving blood as a target for inspiration, and was about to enter another Room!

"Don't try to escape!" CC frowned and glared, and roared loudly: "Today we must decide the winner!"

"Then catch up and try it out." The gunsmith rarely talked too much, leaving behind such a provocative sentence, and slid all the way out along the curved wall of the psionic gust, as if sitting on a slide, his body flew backwards, but one In the blink of an eye, both feet hit the ground and started running wildly.

CC quickly rushed to the load-bearing wall of the corridor in the dining room, and punched the wall hard!

The gunsmith first heard a muffled sound outside the corridor, and his heart was in a bad mood——

——The storm penetrates the wall like a high-speed rotating drill bit! It hit his flank directly!

The sparks that erupted from his waist and abdomen lifted him to the ceiling!

Fragrant Dream has been protecting the gunsmith's internal organs, and when he directly confronted the eye of the storm with psionic energy, the heat energy brought almost scorched Jiang Xueming's right rib!

He froze in mid-air for a full two seconds before he started to fall. Blood spit out from his throat, and the burn on his belly covered the scar from his navel to his chest. During the expedition, such a sudden injury that was too late to deal with Weird and unpredictable psionic attacks would leave Xue Ming with one or two scars that were difficult to heal.

This time, CC did it too, he successfully hurt the gunsmith!

And it's a slap in the face! It's Anonymous who just finished talking harshly! Get hit right away!

"Crimson Fortress! One point!"

CC smashed the load-bearing wall of the restaurant with his head, and rushed out of the pit in disgrace, with an evil grin on his face, unable to hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and looked at the gunsmith who had just been injured and landed in a mess.

"I know what you want to do! You want to go to the supermarket, right? You want to find a handy weapon, and you want to give me some work!"

"That's it! Master Pellegrini's soul power is so powerful! And my essence is far above yours! Our soul and body are one, killing you is as easy as crushing a bug." !"

"Fragrant fantasy!" Xue Ming rallied and jumped up, the soul power came in response to the call, and moved forward in sync with the main body, wanting to fight head-on!

CC opened his arms, and the god with the head of a falcon came out through his body, fighting with the wild species of the cat god Best!

A gust of wind was evoked in the narrow corridor. The sonic explosion was like the strong sound of shells colliding with each other. The skylight was shattered, and the glass had turned into fine sand before it fell to the ground.

The phantoms of the fists and feet of the two spirit bodies created a blue and silver phantom light, and the high-speed collision of the spirit bodies caused the internal organs of the two carbon-based creatures to swell.

The moment when the mental power comes to an end! The moment the spirit ceases fire!

Without the slightest hesitation, Xue Ming rushed towards CC.

"How could it be!" CC will be in a daze for a while, the gunsmith will take the initiative to use his mortal body to fight against the blood-stricken beast!

This is unreasonable! Absolutely unreasonable!

Does he have any backhand? Any one-hit kill tricks? Did he still have the gun in his hand?

The instant timidity made his body stiff, and he had already lost the opportunity to fight!

Sudden close to the ground, the gunsmith's figure is like a vigorous leopard, with a blood-red mark on the knees and the sand on the floor——

——At the moment when the spirit body strikes, the gunsmith has already planned the attack route in his mind.

If you want to break through CC's defense, you must avoid his amazing wingspan and block his striking skills, but you cannot directly confront him!

The physique of this guy is outrageous! Stronger than a shooting star! He is almost two hundred and fifty centimeters tall!

At this moment, Jiang Xueming gritted his teeth and attacked, once again falling into a predicament.

He went to hug CC's right leg, unexpectedly CC's reflex nerves were extremely strong, the big boots kicked in front of him almost scraped off his head, trying to press down his body even lower, Xue Ming changed his route and grabbed the The calf, the horizontal body kicks up with the legs.

CC's face turned livid! His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he felt that the important brother in his life was far away from him between his legs!

He couldn't help lowering his lower body, his genitals suffered a heavy blow and lost his core strength, and he was about to expose his brain! But his excellent fighting qualities brought him back to life, pulling his right leg to throw the gunsmith to the wall.

kick! Another kick!

Like shaking mud off your shoes!

The gunsmith's body flew and fell, hitting the wall and hurting his back, repeating this twice!

First, he couldn't find the balance of force due to the sense of weightlessness, but the second time he immediately raised his elbow and slammed CC's side knee, only to hear a click!

The meniscus of this blood-granting disaster beast is cracked, and its legs, feet, and body are no longer as flexible as in the first round!

CC was surprised when he was in pain, and after surprise was fear——

—Gunsmith. This fellow.

Is this guy really human? Who is the blood granting monster? He seemed to feel no pain at all!

"ah!!!--"

CC was seriously injured, and he wanted to get out of this disgusting fight with an injury. He stepped forward and hit the load-bearing wall again sideways, using the gunsmith hugging his right leg as a cushion, and his two strong arms could not swing high Quality punches, in this posture, he can't use his fists to slam his legs hard, so he can only make a bad move.

Before the two of them came into contact with the wall, in the process of moving their bodies, the gunsmith's punches kept aiming at CC's lifeline. He didn't intend to leave this leg at all, and watched the wall getting closer and closer , he protected his skull, then smashed through the masonry, the steel bars cut his flesh, and returned to the restaurant.

"Huh..." CC's face was covered with cold sweat, because of the severe pain in his genitals and Wuming's will to fight, he couldn't laugh anymore.

It seems that there is no soul power——

—He is nothing to the gunsmith!

When he got up awkwardly, he saw Jiang Xueming who had been maintaining a fighting posture—the nameless person was trying to adjust his breathing, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy from time to time meant that he was constantly trying to call the spirit body for the second round duel. There are several more scars on the body, and they are still bleeding.

"You are finished! Gunsmith!" CC was aggressive and wanted to cheer.

Jiang Xueming waved his hand and could feel that Fragrant Huanmeng was still cultivating, so he responded loudly: "Come on!"

CC spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, rubbed his festering little brother, and cursed in a low voice: 'Fuck'

Jiang Xueming continued to wave: "Come on! Come on!"

It was too late and then too soon, the blood foam hadn't landed yet! CC is like a tiger that rampages and hurts people! There was no warning about the movement towards Xueming!

This is the explosive power of the blood granting monster! It is the jumping ability brought by his amazing physique!

Xue Ming dived to dodge, and followed CC's huge waist with nimble steps to draw a semicircle. His legs and knees were about to kneel on the ground again, and he came to the side in an instant and punched CC's weak spot. Finger marks were firmly printed on the fist, splashing away with blood and sweat!

CC felt the pain and turned around and swung his arms to continue to catch this dexterous boxer. He wanted to bring the ground fight to the wrestling wrestling! His speed and flexibility are far inferior to the gunsmith, at least he has to hug the gunsmith to have a chance of victory!

Xueming dodged again, punched back and was caught by Timing, his heel went limp, and he asked CC to throw his legs out of balance, and the thick palm wanted to grab his head into his arms!

He didn't dodge, and the moment his lower body lost strength, he bit hard at the big hand that caught him! Bite off three fingers of CC's right hand!

Facing the gunsmith's biting action, CC's eyes burst into flames. He retracted his arms and head, and carried half of the gunsmith's body with his upper limbs. With just a little force, he took the unbalanced stinky mouse into his arms !

[Part② Why I gave up]

This is the time!

The vigorous swing of his left arm hit Jiang Xueming's body!

Xue Ming's eyes were turned upside down by this heavy punch, but he regained consciousness in an instant, and the arm blocking the heavy punch seemed to be broken! He was beaten so badly that his whole lower body staggered and slipped to the ground. When he wanted to get up, he saw CC clasped his hands tightly and smashed down hard!

Boom——

Missed once, rolled sideways to avoid it!

Boom————

The floor cracked, or missed! Get up!

"Damn it! Why aren't you dead yet!" CC was annoyed and annoyed, these two full-force attacks hit the empty space, like the QTE prompt for execution was on, but the result was unsatisfactory.

Jiang Xueming clutched his broken arm, and snapped it back. He was so painful that he almost lost his mind, but still stared at CC's eyes.

"Come on, come on!"

"Eye Of The Storm·Eye of the Storm!" CC prayed to the gods again, and before he could finish his prayer, an iron bowl appeared on his face.

Xue Ming grabbed the cutlery on the table and threw it at CC.

The blue falcon reappeared, and CC's anger rose slowly, just because the gunsmith was like a child's throwing object, and he threw it so damn fast and accurately!

The bowls, chopsticks, knives and forks for eating, the ceramic soup pot of the electric cooker, and the table legs were also broken, and they were thrown together as small props to hinder the power of the spirit body and soul!

He urged the spirit body to block these projectiles, roaring angrily.

"You made this fight ridiculous! You deserve to die, Gunsmith!"

"There is no complete sorrow in the world, just like there is no complete happiness." The gunsmith kindly gave psychological counseling to this difficult Wing of Light: "You have to look away, relax your heart, and you can push me to the end There are not many blood-granting monsters at this level. Life is not easy, so don't go to extremes casually."

"Fuck your ass! This is the final blow!"

CC brazenly punched, trying to gather all the spiral power of the eye of the storm into one place!

The gunsmith did not evade, and stretched out his scarred severed arm, like rock-paper-scissors, trying to catch this brutal rock with simple cloth.

Scorched black plasma erupted from the broken arm, which was the terrifying damage caused by the high-speed rotation of the bones and muscles. It did not go any further and was completely sealed here.

The spirit body of Fragrant Phantom stayed on the surface of Jiang Xueming's body, revealing only a pair of vertical pupils.

CC didn't have time to be surprised, and was even surprised——

—with that battered right hand? Just want to take Lord Pellerini's fist? What is this guy dreaming about!

The traction force brought by the high-speed rotating bones and flesh is left in a group of precise, centrifuge-like arm blades. It is delicately crafted, changing the shape of the arms, and using complex gear structures and rings. The glass shards bound by the airflow pump—the glass was collected from the shards of the skylight in the corridor by Xue Ming on purpose in the first round of Soul Might's fight.

These crystals were affected by the eye of the storm, and quickly cut Xue Ming's broken arm. The huge spiral force made the rollers in the spiral arm rotate faster and faster, until the harder sandstone completely cut Xue Ming's arm. , the power of the rotation was digested in the wound on the right arm.

In an instant, the paddle turned to spew sand and stones, and the brilliant blood sprayed with thousands of sharp water knives made of sand and stone plasma, and sprayed towards CC!

At that moment, he smelled the essence of the gunsmith, it was so sweet and delicious——

—and then everything changed, and the air became scorching hot.

Everything is melting and destroying, and the original kitchen room, like rotten jelly, began to emit a golden high-temperature light.

CC had a sweet dream. He came to the Temple of Demons, where the seniors of the Crazy Butterfly Sect were.

He crossed a bridge, surrounded by mother earth's iron-nickel core tentacles, and in the golden lava, a huge butterfly phantom could be vaguely seen. He seemed to have completed his task and completely killed the gunsmith!

He crossed this bridge between life and death, came to the city, and saw pavilions, towers, pavilions, huge towers and vast mansions that shot straight into the sky.

And his former idol, Lawrence Madison—

——This crazy butterfly leader with bright hair and handsome appearance is being interviewed by reporters.

CC squeezed into the crowd curiously, smelling the strong aura of disaster beasts on the people, feeling as happy as returning home, Master Pellelini didn't lie to him! He has completed the normalization! Come to the paradise of eternal peace!

What is the topic of today's interview?

CC looked curiously at the guide group, they were all famous celebrities from the Crazy Butterfly Sect before.

The bright red banner reads "Why I gave up killing Big Sister"——

——Lawrence on the stage was smiling and chatting happily with Mary Stuart.

The scene record clapped his hands, and Conquer Johnny of the director team immediately yelled: "Hurry up! There will be no time later! You have to go back to serve your sentence!"

Mary handed over the microphone: "I heard that you had this idea before."

"I originally wanted to kill the gunsmith." Lawrence interrupted immediately, and his expression became serious: "And big sister!"

Mary nodded.

Lawrence went on: "Isn't it bold?"

Mary: "In your place?"

Lawrence: "It's on my site! Clear Water Bay, platform zero, kill Big Sister."

Mary: "Oh"

Lawrence: "I first asked my cousin and the war gang, and all the team members, to kill the big sister once. Wow, everyone is very excited, unimaginable-White Gloves, Flavia and Duran, All of them are excited."

"Kill the eldest sister once, what I have always said is to kill the eldest sister once, just once."

"It's been said all along, kill big sister."

"So when I told the team members—"

"—I want you for twenty days, or twenty-five days."

"Wait until I finish dealing with the matter in Sanhe Town."

"They asked why?"

"I said easy, we try twice a day."

"Drill it in the morning, and drill it in the evening."

"I die twice a day, and I die for ten days."

"If you die twenty times, there will always be a suitable way to win."

"The task of killing the eldest sister is completed."

"Oh! Everyone thinks it's too powerful! Kill Big Sister! This is too challenging!"

"You can't go wrong at all!"

"But I gave up anyway."

Having said that, Lawrence laughed heartily.

"You know why?"

"I have studied a large number of battle records of Big Sister, and there are also some very embarrassing videos of the gunsmith's embarrassment."

"I have read both at home and abroad, and I specialize in reading and researching."

"I've never been able to make up my mind."

Lawrence gritted his teeth and smiled.

"I can't help it all the time. In fact, when I was looking at Mr. Kangque's death record, I wanted to see if I could kill Big Sister."

"I didn't do it later. Do you know what the biggest problem is?"

"simply put--"

Lawrence waved his hands seriously, and began to operate the invisible accordion.

"—I just can't beat it."

'Because of the quality of a soul prestige, and the configuration of the primordial quality, it can't do anything about it. "

"For a high-reaction, high-speed, high-intensity battle, such a tense rhythm cannot reach—"

"——The conditions for killing the big sister are not met, even if it is luck, and the gunsmith can be crippled, it will not be met."

"Because you can't rub ~ rub ~ rub ~ rub - this is the way to kill the big sister."

"impossible."

"When you go from here to here, it will slow down for a second."

"You're gone."

"So no matter what, I thought about it, because I'm an expert, and I died a lot in Fragrant Dreams. It's a little less than director Johnny, but it's also a lot."

"I don't need to die many times to know that the big sister can't be killed, and the gunsmith can't be killed."

"The second is that if we want to kill them, we will lose at least half of our own people."

"Everyone will lose more than half of their lives."

"You can't see it. The casualty rate is too high. It's gone."

"Then the religious group is not easy to do, and the religious group is not easy to do."

"In the end, I struggled with my thoughts for more than a month, and I made a major decision by myself."

"My first call was to the old department of the war gang, and I asked for a dream. I said I gave up."

"The little brother of the war gang, RUARUARUARUA! I can't accept it!"

"The Wushengmeng, the brothers from District 38, the Red Fortress from District 15, and especially the CC—he couldn't accept it. He was completely immersed in killing the gunsmith and killing the big sister. Did you know?"

"I like it so much, how could it be - ouch, ouch, come and ask me why the elder sister didn't kill me, and the gunsmith didn't kill me either."

Mary asked at the right time: "So."

"Of course I was also very sad, hehehe, hahahaha, very sad." Lawrence smiled all over his face: "At that time, everyone thought, ouch, what a pity. It seemed that I didn't want to live anymore. Hehehe, I was very depressed and lost."

"So, this may be my sobriety, after all, my son can still go to the eldest sister's house, just kidding haha, just kidding—"

"—or one of mine, learning experience."

Shards of glass fell from CC's broken body——

——He was washed into a skeleton by the sharp fine sand.

Within a hundredth of a second, the divine power of the eye of the storm and the fragrant dream together used the spiral wind to carry a sharp sandstone blood knife to wash CC into a bone specimen and also took away the gunsmith's severed arm.

Jiang Xueming staggered, came in front of Haspen, pointed at this disappointing student, and first patted the boy's face.

Immediately afterwards, a small bottle of panacea was found on Hass itself, half of which was drunk into the stomach, and half was poured on Hass himself.

"My hand is broken and needs time to heal. Take the initiative and tear off all the nails on your body, and then we will go."