All Worlds Madhouse

"Who is this person?" This is the question Hannibal is thinking about.

Besides this question, Quinn and Joey Sr. were also thinking, "Where did this guy come from?"

But these questions will obviously not be answered in a short period of time, because this is the time of life and death. Harley Quinn quickly calmed down and took advantage of this period of time when the bullet was withstood by this guy. , quickly ran to a relatively safe place.

"Old Joey, get Ziliang over here!" she shouted.

Although Old Joey is usually clumsy, when fighting, his grasp of the form is actually extremely accurate. When to attack and when to run, it is clear and unambiguous. For example, at this moment, he is actually very precise. Before Quinn could speak, he rolled over in front of Hannibal, grabbed him by the collar, and threw Hannibal directly into Quinn's corner.

The "throw" mentioned here means "throw" in the literal sense, and the force is fierce and the speed is extremely fast. There is no other way. If you make a graceful parabola lightly, then Hannibal will become a living target.

There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and Hannibal was directly hit on the wall, but looking on the bright side, at least the others did not suffer any unnecessary gunshot wounds.

Immediately afterwards, "Get out of the way!" Old Joey yelled and flew towards the corner from mid-air. It's hard to imagine how much effort he spent to make himself jump so fast!

Half a second later, there was another 'clang'.

Very good, now, all three people are squeezed into this small corner, but it can still be called a bunker for the time being.

Quinn didn't say much, pushed Old Joey away from Hannibal, and then inserted his hand directly into the bloody hole in Hannibal's chest.

"Pfft—" Hannibal spat out a mouthful of old blood, and then began to cough violently. Old Joey saw that the situation was not right, so he immediately took action and held down Hannibal tightly. Just like that, with every movement of Quinn's body, the blood came out of his mouth, how cruel and cruel it was. .

But fortunately, human lungs are very fragile, so the bullet just penetrated it directly and then got stuck on the ribs behind the chest. If it hit the muscle, it might swim wherever it moves. It’s over.

"Hold on!" Quinn said anxiously. Then, with a sharp tug of his finger, the bullet was forcefully pulled out of the body. Then, Quinn immediately covered Hannibal's bloody penis with his other hand. Wound

The blood spurting out gradually stabilized, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the sturdy man who suddenly appeared also started to move. No, in fact, after he glanced at the position of the three people behind him and judged that they were temporarily out of the shooting range, he started to move. He didn't do anything. There were no unnecessary or flashy movements, not even dodges. Instead, like a hunting wolf, he lowered his waist and faced the dense gunfire and pounced straight on the group of robots.

A cold light flashed.

Anyone who saw this scene would be a little confused, because the man did not carry any weapons, and where did the sword light come from? But then, another doubt, or shock, followed, because with it The first robot that came into contact was split into several pieces within this instant, and was thrown to the gunshot wounds on both sides with a huge force, making a loud roar.

Those robots have no fear and will not scream. Otherwise, after this blow, the remaining few people must have realized that they encountered a hard stubble, so hard that bullets cannot penetrate it. However, An order is an order, so the gunshots continued, mixed with the banging of steel, the burly figure was getting faster and faster, and the shadow could hardly be seen in the small space, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the wind continued. Continuously, in these mixed and dense sounds, just a few seconds are stretched to an extremely long time.

Finally, after the last roar, everything stopped abruptly, and there was only the sound of the wind blowing in from the window, making those who listened feel slightly frightened.

The sound of footsteps came closer and closer. The man walked through the bunker and appeared in front of everyone in a real sense.

I can’t tell how old this person is, he’s probably in his forties, maybe fifty or sixty. His hair seems to have its own idea, growing wildly and wildly, and his beard is also messy, as if he’s next to a trash can. A homeless man spending the night.

But that body is absolutely different. It looks like a body of flesh and blood, but it always gives people the hard texture of a copper wall. At this moment, the man's dirty vest has been covered with dirt. The blood was stained red, and it was obvious that the blood was his own. Those bullet holes clearly penetrated the vest, but there were no wounds on the back of the vest.

The most terrifying thing is that on his clenched fists, several bright steel claws penetrated the gaps between his fingers, glowing with a chilling sharp light in the night.

Seeing such an image, almost everyone could only pray that this person was not their enemy.

Fortunately for Hannibal and others, this guy is not only not an enemy, but also a reinforcement who comes to save them.

"Is there anyone named Hannibal among you?" The man frowned and said, "Oh, by the way, there was still a bullet hole between this man's eyebrows. He frowned and was squeezed out. , fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" Old Joey moved forward slightly and stood in front of Quinn and Hannibal.

The man rubbed Old Joey up and down.

"Well, fat, big belly, beard, you are old Joey, right." The man said, then tilted his head and looked at the two people behind him: "The woman is Harley Quinn, and the half-dead one is Hannibal. Okay, it should be you guys, so let me introduce yourselves, my name is Logan, nice to meet you."

Logan briefly introduced himself, and the steel claws that made people look intimidated slowly retracted between his fingers.

"So. How did you get here and why are you helping us?" Quinn asked. It's not that she was suspicious, it was just that the person in front of her really gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Oh, this question is a long story. In short, Ziliang asked me to come here to help you." Logan obviously knew what they were going to ask, so he answered first: "Then if you have any questions, we will talk about it later. Now I I have to take you out of here, and if you are Ziliang’s friends, then please take care of him when you get to the camp, that bastard is going to finish all my cigarettes!”

Logan said extremely angrily.