Chapter 320 Breaking the Fortress
Haruyo hurriedly took out his gun. Without looking, he lay on the ground and shot towards the opposite side of the wooden box.
The caliber of this gun is not large, but the glove box usually used to stack items is no different from paper in front of projectiles, weak and brittle.
After tearing apart the wooden box, these projectiles made several more sonorous knocking sounds on the opposite side that Haruyo could not see.
It was as if someone had driven a nail into the steel plate, and the iron nail bent in response.
Haruyo listened intently, and there was a faint sound of gears running from the other side that was completely covered by wooden boards.
Not good!
Haruyo immediately rolled away, and where he was originally, a ferocious, rough iron hand reached over.
He had no doubt that if he had been sitting there just now, his head would have been broken into foam like a watermelon, with juice splashing everywhere.
In the shocking hole in the wooden box, a little light was flickering, like a candle flame disturbed by the wind.
Haruyo's eyes widened, and then he realized: Those were the monk's stone-like eyes!
Boom!
The wooden box was torn into pieces, and the iron figure of the monk appeared among the sawdust and dust flying in the sky. Haruyo was stunned when he saw it.
At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky like a cannonball.
The monk was hit by a huge force and fell to the ground. At the same time, his whole body was instantly dismembered, and his parts fell to the ground in pieces.
Without even paying attention to the fallen monks for a moment, it was Yin Xiu who rushed to the battlefield immediately!
At this moment, he still maintained his previous posture, with one foot stepping on the monk's torso and the other on the head that was separated from the torso. He held the knife in his right hand and held it on his slightly higher knee with his left hand.
"How is it? It's not too late for me to come, right?"
Haruyo shook his head and took out the half-broken machete, "If it's a little later, you can also consider shaping a movable iron lump for me."
Yin Xiu smiled and said: "What, you also want to be a monk?"
"It's not a monk, it's the Iron Fist King!"
Haruyo looked quite funny as he looked like a strong man.
Yin Xiu patted him on the shoulder, "Maybe if you die, you will die and won't turn into some iron lump?"
Haruyo glanced at him, "Why, your skills are not good? Can't you do it?"
"Who do you think I am?"
Yin Xiu grinned, "Soon you will understand why I said this."
As soon as he finished speaking, as if to give Yin Xiu a chance to verify, the neighing sound of gears and the familiar dull sound came from the rental house belonging to Yin Xiu.
"Are you really going to be an enemy of the Iron Heart Sect?"
"You make it sound like I have a choice?" Yin Xiu talked to him from a distance.
"Of course you do."
Shi Ming raised his voice, and the sound came like a loud bell, causing the two people below to tremble involuntarily.
Yin Xiu hated this feeling. It seemed as if the two of them were afraid of this iron bald donkey.
If someone sneezes, someone else will catch a cold? If he shouts, someone will not be able to sleep?
He thought he was Thunder Tiger? It was Thunder Tiger. Didn't Yin Xiu spatter him with blood last time, causing him to run away in despair and go to Changdao for a week's vacation?
The reason why the two of them reacted to the sound at the moment was just because of the resonance effect of the sound waves, which caused physical vibrations between their bodies and the glass and bricks.
Not because they are afraid of this bald donkey.
Thinking of this, Yin Xiu's face was so cold that water dripped from her face.
He looked at Haruyo and said, "Will you go up with me and take a look, or will you come out to wash the floor after I deal with him?"
Haruyo pouted and spread his hands, "Brother, I haven't been a policeman for many years. I'm inevitably not good at washing floors. Why don't I go up with you and have a look?"
Yin Xiu glanced at him, "Don't you think it might be more dangerous up there?"
Haruyo had already walked to his side, shoulder to shoulder with him.
"I finally figured it out. Apart from friends, the only people who can go with you are danger."
Yin Xiu spread her hands, "Character determines destiny. I often feel that if I am more polite and use my brain more, I can please the big shots, and maybe a lot of disputes can be avoided."
Haruyo smiled for some reason and put the pistol back into his belt.
"You? Don't be kidding. I often think the same way. If I didn't keep holding on to those congressmen, the young masters and young masters of wealthy businessmen, they would come whenever they like.
If they like to take a confession, I will chat with them and have fun with them. If they are unwilling to talk, then I will send a truck to send them back respectfully.
On weekdays, when they ask me to look east, I will never look west. Occasionally, I attend a charity party, a police-citizen get-together, and improve everyone’s relationship. I’m afraid I’ll have two more flowers on my shoulders.
How could he be like now, unable to survive on the ground, constantly running around like a mole or a bedbug? ”
Yoon Soo rolled her eyes and showed him the stains on her body.
"Then why don't you go? If you were willing to do this, we would be drinking champagne and smoking cigars in the nightclub instead of fighting with a bunch of gangsters in the slums, making us all dirty and sticky. Engine oil.”
Haruyo took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one for himself, and blew out the smoke.
He stared at the smoke slowly rising into the sky, as if he was thinking, and also seemed to be gasping for breath.
"Perhaps, like you bastard, I have been carried away by things like justice, love and peace, and I have become seriously ill." Yin Xiu said calmly: "Did you make something wrong? I can Nothing was said about love and justice.”
"It's all the same anyway. I just want to help someone when I see them in trouble, and I want to be the first to hit a bastard when I see them. That's all."
As if he felt that he was a bit pretentious, and his words were not strong enough but also coquettish, Haruyo waved his hand impatiently.
"Hurry up, otherwise the monk's fire will be extinguished."
Yin Xiu nodded and trotted up the stairs quickly.
But as soon as he entered the house, his good mood disappeared.
I saw that the walls, ceiling, floor, and even the furniture in the house were all riddled with holes at the moment, and I couldn't pick out a good piece.
Yin Xiu felt a rush of energy and blood rushing towards Tianling Gai, and all the words he had prepared before were forgotten.
He just walked forward coldly, his whole body as cold as the pair of knives in his hands.
Shi Ming moved forward a little, and then turned around awkwardly. In the belly in front of him that seemed to contain thousands of scriptures, there were only gun barrels of different lengths.
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of fire and smoke suddenly filled the entire room, tearing apart the crumbling brick walls.
Haruyo was forced to retreat by a series of projectiles, but Yin Xiu did not dodge or retreat, and walked straight forward.
In Shi Ming's puzzled "gaze", Yin Xiu's figure turned into nothingness and disappeared into the shadows.
Immediately afterwards, the shadow began to move quickly on the floor, and in the blink of an eye it went around Shi Ming's back.
The clumsy monk obviously couldn't turn around. Even if he sensed Yin Xiu jumping out from behind him, he couldn't do anything.
He was still staring in the direction of the door "calmly and calmly", motionless.
Black light flashed and fire exploded.
After a series of sparks splashed from his back to the floor, Shi Ming's heart relaxed again.
Yes, he is harder than other monks, with higher defense and thicker armor.
The most important thing is that because the flexibility required for flexible movement has not been taken into account, there are no joints, just big iron lumps cast together as a whole.
No matter how you look at it, this design looks more like a living coffin that can only wait to die.
But at the moment, this is an excellent design, and even a life-saving method, precisely because it does not have those soft but relatively lack of rigidity joints.
At this moment, Yin Xiu won't be like those of his classmates, who were torn apart like a crab, starting with the pliers, then the legs, and finally leaving a shell.
Then he would get in through the openings and kill them, like fish pecking at shellfish, or birds eating mussels.
After a few more clanging sounds of gold and iron, Shi Ming let out a dull laugh.
He still didn't look back, because it took a lot of time to turn around. There was neither space nor need just now - by the time he turned around, Yin Xiu had already finished cutting.
"What? If nothing can be done to me, how about we talk?"
"We can talk, but it will take a while."
"Wait? Wait for what?"
Shi Ming was a little impatient. At this time, the disadvantages of this heavy defense appeared. He could not frown or purse his lips. There was not even much change in the timbre. He could only express dissatisfaction through changes in tone and rhythm.
Yin Xiu didn't answer. What he answered was an awkward sound.
It sounded like something was being unscrewed and loosened.
Immediately afterwards, there was another unsettling tearing sound and a bang.
"This is?"
Shi Ming's heart, which seemed to be made of molten iron, finally began to beat, and it also made a slight thump.
Then his body couldn't help but trembled, which was obviously not caused by his heartbeat.
"What are you doing!?" he roared.
The sound shook the ceiling.
"What? You'll find out soon."
Yin Xiu said, speeding up the progress of the wrench in his hand, and he removed a bolt as big as his thumb.
One is followed by a second and a third.
As the bolts that seemed to have been welded together were removed by wrenches, it was revealed that the fortress-like body was being disintegrated layer by layer.
Just like the breastworks and towers of Constantinople were captured one by one by the barbarians, Shi Ming was experiencing dismemberment and cannibalization from Yin Xiu.
Finally, a ray of light shone into Shi Ming's body and also shone on his pale, withered face.
call out!
A disturbing buzzer sounded. Yin Xiu turned his head to the side, and a blood arrow shot out from his face. Behind him, a terrifying knife mark was left on the roof.
But Yin Xiu didn't care, the smile on his face became brighter, and he put his hand in.
Before the second invisible blade was fired from inside, Yin Xiu exerted force on his hand, and a dwarf wearing only underwear was pulled out and fell to the floor.
(End of chapter)