There were a lot of people at the Future World Exhibition Hall, in groups of three or five, or in pairs, visiting some imaginative designs.
Some of it is so bizarre, some of it is so funny, that it elevates people’s spirits.
Morrison walked among the crowd, just like an ordinary visitor, casually looking at the exhibits around him.
He always uses his eyes to express his feelings about each exhibit, either disdain, great anticipation, or confusion... He thinks his expression and eyes are perfect.
No one would ever realize that his purpose was not the things in the exhibition hall, but... that damn doctor!
Dr. Abraham Erskine!
"Hey, man."
An arm suddenly rested on his shoulder, and a powerful force instantly restricted all his movements. At the same time as his waist was pressed against by a hard object, a voice sounded in his ear: "If you don't want any accidents to happen, I hope to get some good results. Try not to let misunderstandings become an obstacle to good communication between you and me, what do you think?"
Morrison's eyes widened, with murderous intent in them.
But the voice was panicked: "Oh my god, if you need money, it's in my left pocket."
“That’s great, but I was hoping for more.”
The voice behind him said.
Morrison breathed a sigh of relief. After a little test, he seemed to have got the answer he wanted.
Even in this era, there are shameless thieves everywhere. It doesn't matter, just find a place where no one is and get rid of him.
In this era, even if more of these bedbugs die, it will not attract people's attention.
At most... it just took a little time, but it didn't matter. He was sure that such a petty thief would not delay him for too long.
Morrison thought so in his heart, and took the initiative to point in a direction and said, "There is no one there."
"I like people who are knowledgeable and interesting." The voice behind me was urgent and anxious. Is it because the prey is already in hand, so you can't wait to seek the harvest? I will make you, a greedy maggot, pay the price you deserve!
At least, that's what Morrison thought before leaving the exhibition hall and entering the alley.
But when they reached the alley, the other party pressed his head against the wall and took away the two pistols on him. Morrison began to despair.
"P8 again?"
The voice behind me said with some disdain: "So, you are the one with the mustache, not Hydra?"
As the voice came, a great force came and he was pulled over. When he saw the front of the person behind him, Morrison's pupils contracted instantly.
"It's you!"
Before, Dr. Erskine was accompanied by a soldier.
The typical oriental face made him subconsciously ignore it, but he didn't expect that the other party had already discovered him.
"Yes, it's me."
Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "Nice to meet you... Let me think about it, if I cut off one head, can two grow back?"
"you… "
Morrison's face changed drastically, knowing that something was wrong.
The other party knows more than you think.
"I can't tell where you're from just by looking at a gun..."
Xia Zhiye laughed again and suddenly pinched Morrison's chin with one hand.
But at the same time, Morrison suddenly kicked up... a crotch kick!
"Is this martial art universal in the world?"
Xia Zhiye reacted very quickly. He realized it the moment the opponent's leg was raised. Not only that, he kicked the opponent's knee first, making the opponent's vicious kick ineffective. Then he grabbed his shoulders and pulled him forward, and kneed him directly in the opponent's lower abdomen.
The opponent's body immediately arched its back like a shrimp. Xia Zhiye took a small step back, swung his right hand, and threw a sudden uppercut: "O Liugen!!!"
This punch hit the opponent's chin solidly, and the body that was originally leaning forward was hit directly into the air, and a mouth full of small white teeth flew in the air like flowers scattered by a fairy!
Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, completely dazed!
However, Morrison suddenly gritted his teeth... Well, he didn't bite, Xia Zhiye knocked all his teeth out. But even without the help of the "grit" project, Morrison suddenly turned over and started looking for his teeth on the ground...
"hehe."
Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "I guess you are looking for your fangs, right? They are extremely poisonous. If you are captured, you will commit suicide immediately. You are a very thoughtful young man... But you are too naive."
Pulling Morrison's ankles, dragging him away from his teeth like a sack, Xia Zhiye sat on his back and said, "So, do you like this situation?"
Morrison turned his head fiercely and looked at Xia Zhiye on his back, his neck twisted into a weird arc, and then he began to curse: "#%... &*￥#!"
After cursing for a moment, the two of them stared at each other.
Morrison was about to cry. His teeth were knocked out by this bastard. It was so fucking hard to speak without teeth that he couldn't even hear what he was saying!
Xia Zhiye was surprised and said, "Is this a language you created? It seems a bit unrealistic to expect you to communicate with me using this."
Morrison was filled with grief and anger. He wanted to commit suicide but couldn't, so he simply put his hands on the ground and slammed his head against the ground.
Even if you don't die, you'll have a bloody face!
Morrison is so cruel!!!
However, when his forehead was about to make zero-distance contact with the ground, his neck was suddenly tightened, almost strangling him to death. The next moment, he was pulled up from the ground by the collar of his neck: "You are so determined to die? If that's the case, then I really can't fulfill your wish."
Xia Zhiye grabbed his head and pressed it hard against the wall!
Boom!
Xia Zhiye exclaimed: "This sound is so refreshing to hear."
He enjoyed listening to it, but Morrison's eyes were full of doubts and he fainted without even a sound.
He took off the man's coat, tore it into strips, and tied him up like a horse with his legs spread out.
He used the remaining gunpowder to cover the other person's mouth, then opened the trash can next to him and threw the person in.
Finally, I took a few garbage bags and put them on his body to cover it up a little: "Well, this is much better. I hope you are still here when I come back..." (To be continued)