DC Tyrant

The scene was a little weird.

Slade blushed, the veins on his neck sprang up like a dragon, and the bones of his fingers turned white with force, and he couldn't swing a single blade with all his strength.

Bady bit the blade, like biting a lollipop and couldn't bear to crush it, looking at Slade coldly.

From the moment he entered this underground research base, the troubles Slade brought him could be said to make every step of his life difficult, and he almost couldn't get out of the sun.

Subconscious intuition, let yourself be paralyzed to get out of the white room, always on guard.

Slade could never lose against any human being.

But in the end, it was still Batiqi who made the best move, taking advantage of his shortcomings.

Slade's shortcoming is that he is just a dog of General Vic and needs to act according to General Vic's wishes.

suddenly.

Slade's blushing intensity faded, and a camouflaged advancer saber appeared in his hand, stabbing straight at Barty's chest.

Ba Di glanced at him lightly, then patted him with his hand.

This advancer saber, which Slade used all his strength and tricks to create, avoided Barty's sight, was shot down by Barty to the ground.

Slade's wrist was down, and "Kacha" twisted strangely.

His wrist has been snapped off by Bati.

Bady indifferently then pushed his chest.

'puff……'

Slade's sternum collapsed immediately, his internal organs were shattered, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

As if he was hit head-on by a train, he vomited blood all the way to form a blood mist, flew all the way backwards and hit the steel wall, and finally slid down to the ground, sitting on the ground, his face was painful, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Bati.

"Um?"

Barty threw aside the samurai sword he was biting, and looked at Slade with a little surprise. It was really surprising that Slade was only seriously injured and did not die after being slapped by him.

Ba Di's current strength, no one can stand it with only half of his strength without any skills.

Just now, he had used close to 70% of his strength, and Slade didn't die immediately. He could be regarded as the most powerful human body. To be able to train to this level, at the human level, is already very abnormal.

Of course, in the future, there will also be a guy dressed as a bat, who will exercise the human body to the limit.

"If it wasn't for the unsuitable scene, I really want to take you as my subordinate. You are undoubtedly a very outstanding person."

Barty sighed slightly and said that Slade is indeed a very good subordinate. If there is such a subordinate, it must be possible to help him conquer the planet and handle many things in the future.

But it's a pity now that such a talent is about to die in his own hands.

Slade gritted his teeth to bear the pain from the shattered internal organs and the collapse of the sternum. The corneas of the eyes were blood red, and he stared fiercely.

"Exactly...what can help you get out of here on the negative fourth floor!"

Slade's teeth were full of blood, and he said hoarsely. Now every time he said a word, he felt a huge pain in his chest, which was so uncomfortable.

Ba Di was slightly awe-inspiring, and admired in his heart, Slade was indeed an outstanding person.

He knew that he did not simply want to bloodbath the underground research institute, but was on the fourth floor, and there was something that could help him break through the blockade of the ground army.

Ba Di didn't do enough things, even if he had to face a dead person, he never thought about telling his true behavior.

"No, I just want to kill you." Batidan said, "So, it's time for you to go."

After speaking, Ba Di pulled out a camouflage saber from his waist.

Slade stared at Batty with bloodshot eyes, not believing what he said, and suddenly tilted his head subconsciously and instinctively.

I saw a green knife light across the space.

Slade tilted his head and still couldn't avoid the light of the knife. The camouflage saber went straight into his right eye, causing him to grit his teeth and howl in pain.

There is no pain nerve connection in the eyeball.

Slade's pain was psychological, coupled with the internal injury of the tilted head affecting his chest and the shattered internal organs, it made him extremely painful.

Bady was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect that Slade's will to survive was so strong, he subconsciously avoided the throwing knife.

"If you are not someone else's dog and there are rules to restrict you, I'm afraid even I will be wary of you."

Barty strolled up to Slade, grabbed Slade's hand, and dragged him forward like this.

There are still two areas on the negative fourth floor, which require his palmprint to open the door.

Slade was dragged by Batty, his chest and ribs were dislocated, and directly penetrated into the internal organs. His will was also strong enough, he gritted his teeth tightly, and didn't even make a sound.

"You can't escape, you will be buried in this underground base, dissected, used, every inch of your body will be studied...cough..."

Slade spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth unwillingly, and wave after wave of pain hit his head. The excessive blood loss made him feel dizzy, and he could only utter a few threatening words.

"Hmm!"

Bati hummed twice and nodded in agreement.

After all, there is no need to slobber so much for a dying person.

After imprinting Slade's bloody palm on the portal and opening the doors of two areas, Slade, who was no longer useful, was picked up by Barty and smashed against the wall.

'Boom...'

Slade's body hit the cold steel wall, spattering a lot of blood. He was already groggy, and he lost consciousness immediately, his head hanging on the ground.

The blood-stained military uniform on his body was bloody and cruel.

So far, Slade, as a soldier, has come to his final journey, composing a heroic and tragic song.

Batty stopped slightly, and heard his heart's voice gradually weaken with super hearing.

Finally Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...

Heartbeat disappears.

Ba Di looked indifferent and walked away.

The negative fourth floor is not big, or in fact, the whole underground research institute is not big. With Bati's super hearing ability, it is enough to hear the heartbeat of people on each floor.

It's also easy to lock onto targets.

He finally found his goal, and found the old man Boli in the office of the old man Boli.

Just to mention, on the way Badi passed by, he met many researchers in white coats, and Badi shot them to death one by one. To deal with these unarmed researchers, Badi didn't even bother to deal with them with his hands.

The gunshots accompanied the sound of his footsteps all the way to the office door.

Ba Di opened the door, and then closed the door politely to prevent the bloody smell from outside from being too strong.

The old Dean Boli hid under the desk, trembling, listening to the sound of Bati's footsteps approaching gradually, and the sound of opening and closing the door, his heart rose to his throat.

He closed his eyes, kept making the sign of the cross on his chest, and murmured words, hoping that God Jesus would bless him, but Batty was passing by and couldn't see himself.

At this moment, no matter what gods or ghosts, as long as he can save his life, he is willing to bow down.

Bady pulled away the chair, put the pistol that smelled of gunpowder smoke on the desk, and knocked on the desk with his hand.

"Come out, Dean Boli!"