You call this a coroner in North America?

As the saying goes, the hand is a door, and the legs are the only way to hit!

When Brian was five meters away from Billy, the muscles in his feet instantly relaxed and tensed, his toes crossed, his body changed, and he tried to probe Billy's body.

Billy coughed up blood while watching Brian's movements with interest.

This is a very mature step, always in a state of retreat and attack, and it can also make the enemy unclear about the attack distance, so they can only tighten their nerves, be on guard at all times, or take the initiative.

But no matter which choice is made, it is easy to reveal flaws.

When did Brian have such a sophisticated fighting experience?

At the moment when he was distracted.

Brian, who seemed to be still some distance away, kicked Billy's left head fiercely.

Billy weakly raised his intact left hand, and his palm accurately blocked Brian's toes.

There was a light snap.

Brian only felt that he kicked a layer of flexible rubber.

What a tough skin!

When Billy's palm touched Brian's toes, he realized that the force was wrong, and at the same time, he felt a stinging pain in his throat.

He subconsciously wanted to raise his right hand to block his throat.

The next moment.

Brian took advantage of Billy's palm to pull his toes back, turned his body 180 degrees, and led his other foot to rub the half of Billy's raised right hand bone, and kicked Billy's throat hard.

Damn!

Forgot that his right forearm was gone!

As soon as Billy had this thought, he felt a sharp pain in his throat.

Brian succeeded in one move, retreated to the ground with the recoil, dodged Billy's left hand, and rushed to the opponent's gap again, kicking his legs to leave afterimages, and kicking Billy's leg joints again and again!

Even though Billy's body was more resilient and dense than ordinary people, he still couldn't get rid of the limitations of his body structure.

Under the continuous impact.

He was kicked by Brian and stumbled forward repeatedly, and finally knelt in front of Brian's adoptive parents.

"Ahem~"

Billy vomited large blood clots and broken internal organs.

He looked at the two old men who looked at him with worry on their faces but covered their mouths tightly, and laughed: "Interesting, too interesting, ahem, Brian, I don't know where you learned the fighting kicks from, but I must tell you that in the face of strength and speed, skills are a joke!"

The voice fell.

Billy didn't even turn his head, his left hand appeared beyond reason at the back position, and accurately grabbed Brian's right foot that followed.

Brian's face changed slightly.

The next moment!

An unmatched force came along his right leg.

As the sky and the earth spun, Brian felt that Billy treated him as a firework, holding his leg and spinning in circles in the air.

One circle, two circles.

After seven or eight circles in a row.

Billy threw the dizzy Brian back to the ground with a casual throw.

He squatted down and wanted to say something.

A pistol appeared in Brian's hand like magic.

Billy:.

Again?

This time, the distance was too close.

Billy's own condition was almost at the limit.

Even with his sixth sense, which warned him frantically, Billy could only watch the bullets almost hitting his chest, breaking his skin comparable to cowhide and tiger skin, tearing his high-density muscles comparable to stone, and smashing his already overloaded internal organs.

"Ahem~"

Brian spit out two mouthfuls of blood, threw away the pistol with an empty magazine, ran a few meters away, and then said to Billy who was motionless: "Uncle, you taught me so many things, don't you know that villains die because of talking too much?"

"Indeed I never thought you were so shameless. "

Billy knelt on the ground, smiled, and tremblingly inserted a finger into the blood hole on his left chest. After curiously touching his broken heart, he looked at Brian with a distracted look and said weakly: "Fortunately, I am more shameless than you. The iron chain that binds your adoptive parents is specially made. Without the key, you can only watch them die in front of you."

His vitality is amazing. The blood is almost drained out, and his internal organs are almost broken. He can still talk with a breath!

Brian: Old cunt!

While his face was gloomy, he was also a little scared.

This means that Billy actually had the opportunity to die with him just now.

It's outrageous.

In comparison, the other two S-level deformers who died in his hands are not even worthy of carrying shoes for his uncle!

Billy looked at Brian, who looked grim, and smiled as a winner: "Go, Brian, my nephew, go and inject the divine revelation I potion. I'll tell you where the key is. There are things I prepared for you there. I can probably hold on for another minute or two. You don't have much time to think about it."

"Why are you so sure that I can become a deformer?"

"Intuition!" Billy's eyes had begun to blur: "My ability is the body of a beast. I can absorb the characteristics of various beasts, including their magical perception. When you were eight years old, I smelled the potential in you. My intuition can't be wrong."

Looking at the uncle whose consciousness was already dissipating.

Brian sighed.

His emotions were very complicated now, and it was hard to describe.

What the hell is this!

Brian picked up the metal-surfaced syringe on the ground, rubbed it on his neck in a mock manner, and actually took back his waist bag: "Okay, I'm done with the injection. Tell me, where is the key!"

Billy's eyes, which used to be full of oppression, have lost their luster at this moment.

He took out a necklace with difficulty:

"You have been deceived again. Where is the key? Don't believe the enemy's words casually in the future, especially your adoptive parents. They used to be human traffickers and drug addicts. Their feelings are all fake. For drugs, they can do anything. Be careful.

The things left for you are inside the sofa in your apartment.

There is no surveillance at the base. The old man left is from the FBI. Kill him."

Billy's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was no logic: "Please give the necklace to Norma for me. I chose it for a long time before buying it. I don't know if she likes it. There is also welfare. This stinky boy thought I didn't know that he likes to sing. He sings very well, but unfortunately he didn't dare to sing later."

Whispering.

Billy's head, which had never been lowered, gradually drooped.

A small ball that was red to black slowly emerged.

"Psychopath!"

After a long silence, Brian cursed and crushed Billy's obsession ball.

A message came into his mind: I really want to see the greatness of the Kamo family again!

Looking at his uncle who had lost his life.

Brian suddenly thought of a sentence from his previous life: If you are not burdened by your body, you will see the Daluo Heaven in front of you!

Life is only a few decades long.

Why live so hard?

Sometimes, living a little selfishly may have another result.

However,

Brian thought of his adoptive parents.

Everyone has their own obsessions.

It is not so easy to let go.

Brian's mood is very complicated now.

He put away the necklace on his uncle's hand and came to his adoptive parents, just about to say something.

The old woman grabbed Brian's hand with greedy eyes: "Brian, do you have that medicine, medicine?"

The old man next to him curled up again and kept twitching.

He saw Brian and said with difficulty: "We are addicted to drugs, kill us, Brian, kill us, it's too painful to live like this!"

Brian's mood is even more complicated.

I said I got the drug when I went to the sanatorium. It turned out that I was lying to myself...

He couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

Brian silently took out all the morphine injections from his special leather skirt and injected them into the arteries of the two people one by one.

After a long time.

Amid the loud explosion, Brian walked through the passage and came to a room that looked like a laboratory.

Looking at the busy old man inside.

Brian had a grim smile on his face.

He was in a bad mood and needed to vent a little!

There are two more chapters to be added, which will be posted at nine o'clock in the evening.

Thanks for yesterday's reward and the accumulated number of additional chapters, which will also be posted in the evening.

Thank you all.

This is the result of the first order of the boutique. Thank you all for your support. The only thing left is to work hard.