Chapter 657: Wayne’s team was forced to flee and the unlucky blood sport
“Wayne, what the hell is this counter-injury thing?
Does a guy as powerful as you have to avoid this demon? ?”
Death Shooter shouted with his eyes wide open, but of course the movements under his feet did not slow down at all.
“I am sure to defeat him, but I cannot guarantee my own safety!
If there was no way out, I would never fight that guy head-on! "
Wayne said angrily, and threw a hand ax in the direction of the group of demons.
The weapon throwing skill actually does not require a physical weapon to cause damage. The damage is powerful, but the damage will be higher if there is a physical weapon
It is Wayne's insistence to do everything to perfection, and Wayne is also a kind of obsessive-compulsive kind of guy.
The word “strong” that will correct obsessive-compulsive disorder is three times...
"We can't keep running away, right? This is fighting, not a race!
Even if it's a race, it doesn't make sense! If that thing catches up with me, it will definitely hammer me into pieces. Damn it!”
As he ran, Jason Todd threw a grenade on the ground.
It is said that you cannot attack that big guy, but what is the determination of this "attack"?
What is used as a judgment?
Does it mean that as long as you are hostile to that guy, even if you launch a missile attack, you will have to suffer retaliation?
If this is the case, it is too unreasonable.
“Don’t expect me to pick up your meat sauce and make it into meatballs or something like that. Devils can eat people!”
Death Shooter looked back while running. A glance at the grenade on the ground.
That was when he was determining the location of the grenade so that there would be no accidents when he fired.
These gunmen have already known where to hit, but they don't have the ability to hit the target without knowing anything.
If it can really be done to that extent, it will be where you hit it.
The ideas of the two top gunmen were in perfect harmony at this time.
The grenade dropped by Jason Todd did not pull off the ring, and it required some external help to detonate it.
At this time, you can test the scope of the anti-injury affix.
If all goes well, maybe the problem can be solved by dropping a nuclear bomb on the Burning Hell.
As long as it is a flesh-and-blood life, nuclear weapons can be effective.
There is nothing to question about this.
Unfortunately, it seems that the outcome of the battle is not very clear now, at least we will have to wait until the trial is over.
“I have tried it before. The premise of counter-injury is that the demon can understand who the attack is coming from.
In other words, there is a distance limit. From my experience, this distance is what the demon can see! "
Of course Wayne understands what the two gunmen plan to do. He has already done this kind of temptation.
Even after conducting a lot of research on demons, Wayne will still Be in awe of beings like demons.
Yes, all lives are worthy of awe.
The confrontation between humans and demons is never about personal grudges and hatred, it is just pure opposition. .
Two lives cannot coexist.
If humans one day gain a pure upper hand, they may set aside a small area for demons to survive.
But at that time it was the Humane and Demonic Protection Association.
Euphemistically called maintaining ecological diversity?
But that will only happen after the demons are almost extinct. It seems that it will not be strange for the demon race to be included in the endangered animal list.
Every household in America can keep a devil, just like every household in Sichuan has pandas?
Fortunately, not everyone in Guangdong has Fujian people...
That's too scary...
"If you put it this way, this requires the devil to understand. Who attacked him?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Deadshot's mouth.
Well, that smile is quite impressive and a little bit handsome?
“Bang~”
There was an unexpected gunshot, followed closely by the explosion of a grenade.
The damage to the group of Agren trolls was not very profound. Even if it caused counter-injury, it would not take away the lives of the two gunmen.
These two guys are obviously ordinary people, but their vitality is actually quite outrageous.
Maybe while people are very fragile, they are also showing the miracle of life?
Fragile yet tenacious human beings have long become one of the masters of this planet.
"I'm fine."
Death Shooter continued running without turning his head, with no wounds on his body.
Of course, he also knew that that attack could not hurt a demon like the Agren Troll.
These are not knowledge, but experience.
He was not idle during this period. While bragging with Luke, they did some serious things.
This is not the first time we have seen the Agren Troll, although this is the first time we have seen this group of warriors.
"Fuck, I'm in trouble! Wow~"
Jason Todd's voice came from the corner in front. It sounded like he was vomiting blood?
"Fortunately, you left a little distance when you detonated the grenade, otherwise I might be dead!"
As Deadshot ran, Jason Todd's figure also appeared in sight.
It can be seen that Jason Todd is not in good condition, and there are many wounds on his body.
"Demons are an intelligent race. Although they do not understand our technology, it does not mean that they are fools."
Wayne said meaningfully, and took Jason Todd put himself on his shoulders.
He has experienced counter-injury. Armor can provide damage reduction, but most of it still has to be endured by strong vitality.
After testing this, I finally got a pretty good answer.
“Obviously, he knows who caused the attack on him, and he also knows who the target of his counter-injury should be.
I am just a little curious, whether the ability to counter-injure is the same as Time can only affect one person?"
Death Shooter twitched his lips and said a little embarrassed.
He had not expected that Jason Todd would suffer a counter-injury, and he was mentally prepared to be hit.
The result is like this?
“I’m not very clear. Do I need to remind you again that the devil is an intelligent life?
What if this is just what he showed deliberately?
Don’t forget Those who defeated this group of demons were given the title of warriors!”
Wayne said this.
Then he turned around and suddenly felt his blood pressure rising...
The Agren troll running at the front handed an ear hammer to his partner. , and then raised his middle finger to Wayne...
Obviously these demons do not have no understanding of human beings. It is possible that they got this person the moment they were born from human beings. Maybe his memory.
“Fuck!”
Wayne roared with anger.
Now he is not wearing a Batman vest, there is no need to hide in the shadows and say "Hey Batman" secretly.
Being able to show your emotions openly is actually quite enjoyable.
If the previous Batman had a bit of social phobia, then Wayne now has social phobia!
Yelling is no big deal, and violent fighting is no pressure.
Anyway, it’s just fun.
"That thing actually mocks you?"
Jason Todd said while coughing. He originally said these words intermittently, but fortunately some kind people removed the fragmented "cough" sound.
“I didn’t expect that now we have to continue running.
For the time being, we can still delay him like this. If there is really no other way, then let me see who has a tougher fate, me or this devil! "
Wayne said, suppressing his anger.
In front of these acquaintances, you still can't be too presumptuous.
Social bullies don't like being criticized either. It feels like social death.
“If a group of people stabbed him with needles, what would the reaction be like? ”
Deadshot came up with an interesting idea.
Wounding this demon with attacks that are not fatal to each other, can it be effective to defeat individuals with numbers?
“It depends on who the target of his counter-injury is.
If you don’t plan to be the one who is stabbed to death by a needle, I suggest you don’t do it in front of him when you do so. Say it face to face!
Or maybe you were not in his sight when starting this action.”
Wayne said angrily.
Death Shooter turned his head and glanced at the Agren troll. He seemed to see a threat from that ugly face?
"So demons can also feel pain, right?"
Death Shooter's feet moved a little faster as he spoke, and now there were only two people running.
Although Wayne will not avenge Jason Todd's murder, he will not throw Jason Todd to the ground to delay the enemy's pursuit.
When given a choice, Wayne still won't give up on anyone.
It's just that at some strange times, he has no choice.
Like the trolley problem...
"Devils can bleed, and demons can also run away.
They are intelligent beings, at most the demons at the bottom have less intelligence. Just a little.
But survival is the instinct of life. "
Wayne said and threw a hand ax at the demon again.
It may not have much effect, but it is still no problem to hinder the opponent's actions.
...
A little further ahead, Bloodsport turned a corner as Wayne and the others requested.
This is a bit unspecific. He actually got through the gap like a dog hole...
The movement was very embarrassing, but fortunately no one saw him drilling the hole. In this case Naturally, there is nothing to be ashamed of.
"Fuck! Mouse!?"
Blood Sports looked at a little mouse in front of him with a dismayed expression. The mouse's eyes were dark and seemed to be flashing?
This little guy seems to have an IQ that exceeds that of ordinary mice, maybe close to humans?
To be honest, rats are actually a very smart species.
These annoying little bastards will never suffer a second loss in the same trap, and they even have good detection capabilities.
And there are simply too many rats. Like ants, these guys may be strong contenders for the position of ruler of this planet.
That is to say, no extraordinary existence was born among these little guys.
Blood sports are afraid of rats.
That's right, it's not hate, but fear.
Most people hate mice, and when they see mice, they may take out weapons and kill these little guys.
In the excitement, it is possible to surpass the men's football team and kick a stunning world wave.
But Bloodsport’s fear of rats goes beyond these two categories, and he even gets stiff when facing rats!
This is also caused by his miserable childhood.
Speaking of which, childhood tragedies played an important part in the birth of these superheroes and super villains?
It’s as if people who live a happy life have completely lost the opportunity to be both.
Bloody Sports, who was still a child at the time, had already begun training in the use of various weapons under the guidance of his father.
On that day, his training completion was too low.
So he was locked in a closet-like place.
Of course... of course he didn't suddenly learn Parseltongue, nor was he born with any superpower that made glass disappear.
The only thing he faced was the rat that was always hungry and had green eyes!
Bloody Sports did not fall asleep at this time, and naturally he did not lose his ears in his sleep.
He is not the fat blue guy who can only extend his "round" hand, although the two guys have the same fear of mice.
He listened to the sound of the mouse grinding its teeth and watched the little thing open its mouth to him!
That mouth, which is obviously not big, seems to hold the whole world in it.
Darkly, there was an unknown sound.
The two front teeth in the mouth are one long and one short. The unevenness makes Bloody Sports seem to see the world tilting and being cut little by little!
Trembling?
Trembling has no effect!
Resist?
Young blood sports cannot resist!
Any movement he makes in this cabinet will be the beginning of another torture for him by his father.
In fact, Bloodsport has a chance not to exist as a killer.
It’s a pity that among his abilities, he didn’t even receive formal education in addition and subtraction within one hundred!
He only uses weapons and kills people.
If you are not a killer, maybe you can become a full-time mercenary?
The noise of rats became his nightmare from that moment on!
Every time he fell asleep, he seemed to be able to hear the running sound of mice in the wall.
Every time he lost his mind, it was as if he was being watched by those hungry green eyes in the darkness.
The only thing to be thankful for is that blood sports cannot afford to live in ancient castles and mansions.
He also doesn’t have an ancestor of a cultist... ①
“Man, what do you want to do?”
Bloody Sports said to the little mouse in front of him, obviously One slap will take care of this little mouse.
But the blood sports are trembling!
It was only then that he noticed that the little mouse in front of him was wearing a red vest.
"Were you raised by someone?"
Bloodsport said in a trembling voice.
He knew that mice could not speak human language. If this mouse spoke human language, he answered his question.
He might just slap it with a "karma" sound.
Being face to face with a mouse was the limit of what he could bear!
The little mouse stretched out one of its front paws, closed the surrounding fingers, and made a V gesture.
This seems to be a greeting?
It seems that this little mouse is quite friendly to blood sports...
① "The Rat in the Wall" is a very famous crime story...
I think the most outstanding part of the story of Ke is the creation of atmosphere. The weird, absurd and natural atmosphere is really attractive.
In the reversal of the story that should have been wonderful, I didn’t find it that amazing...
Maybe it’s my problem?
(End of this chapter)