Two arrogant men, if they disagree, they will have no choice but to fight.
The leather jacket man rushed forward, instantly increasing his speed to a level far beyond that of an ordinary person. He quickly extended his right hand, and his four sharp nails dug into his palm, tearing open a wound. The rich blood-red energy inside immediately gushed out.
It stretched inch by inch, took shape bit by bit, and finally became a long sword, with only the blade, about half a meter long.
He stared at the curly-haired man with a fierce look. The red hand sword danced and turned into a red line to cut the man's body.
call…
A gust of wind blew by, blowing up the fallen leaves and sand on the ground.
The blade flew up, but it seemed to encounter a tough wall of air. It was strangely suspended in the air and slowly fell. Behind the air wall, the curly-haired man held a hand in the air, aiming at the leather jacket man, his eyes cold.
The dead blood captain, who was originally so fast that he left a shadow, suddenly slowed down. The air around him seemed to be solidified and sticky glue, with strong resistance. Any action required a huge effort.
The leather jacket man's originally swift steps now seemed like a trot, and the movement of swinging the sword with his right hand was incredibly slow.
“Hmph! He is indeed a supernatural being who has mastered some extraordinary abilities, but it is far from enough!” The curly-haired man’s eyes turned fierce, and he slowly closed his left hand inward, squeezing the air, trying to make a fist.
The air in front of him also responded to the movement of the curly hair, becoming more viscous in an instant. Its shape also changed from slightly fluctuating to transparent, and then from transparent to semi-transparent. It was visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into a jelly-like obstacle.
The leather jacket man was trapped in the middle of this pile of jelly, and the air from all directions was transmitting constant pressure. It was like a peristaltic stomach, trying to crush and digest the food inside!
Kakaka…
The skin on his body suddenly cracked, and the external pressure tore him into nearly a hundred holes. The blood inside gushed out immediately, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it kept its original trajectory and spread in the air, like winding blood snakes.
"Nothing more than that." The curly-haired man raised a sarcastic smile and was about to clench the five fingers of his left hand completely.
There was a roar in the air, and a red light spread all over the leather jacket man's body. It was as if a layer of water film was gushing out from the wound and spreading to every part of his body.
Instantly, his strength and speed increased dramatically. The man in leather jacket took a step on the ground, and almost rushed out of the telekinesis area.
The curly-haired man was startled and immediately untied the glove on his right hand.
The two hands snapped together and made several complicated hand seals, leaving a trail of residual images. Finally, the ten fingers interlocked to form a fist.
The next second, a huge force from the air pressed down on the leather jacket man, causing him to stagger as he ran forward.
His entire body was pressed into a bow shape, as if he was carrying a large truck on his back. His feet sank deeply into the ground, and his body was cracked with hundreds of holes, and his body was bleeding like a broken water bag.
The leather jacket man let out a low animal roar from his throat.
His eyeballs bulged, his fangs bled, and he stared at the opposite side.
The curly-haired man had a calm expression on his face, but he was relieved in his heart. The next second, he was angered by his own reaction. Glancing to both sides, his two companions had already taken action, using their telepathic abilities to crush the entire team in front of them to the ground.
"How can a mere physical strength defeat a powerful telekinesis? Go to hell!" The curly-haired man's blue hair fluttered like a veil on the brim of his hat. He kept his hands clasped in front of his chest and slowly raised his right index finger. This was the seal technique.
It can be called a kind of psychological suggestion, which forcibly links the hand seals and the fluctuations of mental ability through daily training.
In this way, when fighting, as long as you quickly make specific gestures, your own mind ability will execute mental memory like a program, so as to achieve instant, explosive, and amplified purposes.
It is a special method that has been passed down by the Telepathic Masters Association.
Crossroads, gray mist, light sunlight.
The three figures faced different directions, raised their hands in front of their chests, and formed different seals. Waves of invisible power spread rapidly in the air, like a waterfall pouring down, fiercely bombarding the Dead Blood Squad, instantly causing a terrible effect.
Figures in black froze in the thick air, like insects in amber. Moreover, they were bent by the huge force and fell to the ground bit by bit. Their bodies were cracked open, and blood red continued to spread out.
For a moment, the whole scene fell into an eerie silence.
Only the sound of bones cracking could be heard slowly.
Peng!
Finally, the dead blood was completely crushed to the ground, and hundreds of cracks appeared on its skin in an instant. The blood inside was squeezed out in an instant by the huge pressure on its body.
It was supposed to splash out more than ten meters, but was restricted by the solidified air around it. In the end, it formed a blood-red flower about two meters in diameter. It bloomed cruelly and gorgeously.
Boom boom boom boom…
The first dead blood explosion seemed to trigger a chain reaction.
Instantly, the rest of the team also exploded under the pressure, and scarlet flowers bloomed one after another. Only the leather jacket man was still moving forward, and gradually walked to the edge.
"Let's kill him together!"
The curly-haired man with his arms folded greeted in a low voice. His face was a little pale and a few beads of sweat could be vaguely seen on his forehead.
Immediately, the other two also used their telepathic abilities on the leather jacket man. At the same time, three huge forces pressed down from the air.
Kakaka…
The floor tiles under the leather jacket man's feet broke into pieces, and the next second they were dyed red. He was unable to resist the sudden surge in his telekinesis ability, and was crushed by the pressure coming from all directions.
Pa, pap, pap, blood spurted out from the wound wildly.
The curly-haired man breathed a sigh of relief and released the seal gesture he had been holding. His back felt slightly cold, and he was obviously sweating. From the outside, it seemed that the fight just now was just a one-sided crushing, and the opponent was controlled by telekinesis until he collapsed.
In fact, it was extremely dangerous. If the curly-haired man didn't use the seal to burst out in time, he would probably be rushed out of the range of the other party's telekinesis. Once he got close, his life or death would be unpredictable.
Even if there were no two companions beside him, it would be hard to say who would win if the curly-haired man and the leather-jacketed man fought one-on-one. Because the curly-haired man had just used the seal to burst out, and did not show an overwhelming posture. The leather-jacketed man was injured, but he still had the strength to move forward. In the end, it would depend on whether the curly-haired man's ability to read the mind was overdrawn, or whether the leather-jacketed man's physical strength was completely exhausted.
It was like a terrible gamble with both parties' lives at stake.
Fortunately, I won in the end.
The curly-haired man retracted his stiff fingers and took a look at the bloody corpses on the ground, especially the one in front of him.
He snorted coldly, but didn't say anything as arrogant as he did before the battle. Turning to look at his two companions, the curly-haired man said, "According to intelligence, there should be another biochemical team of the Sand Dust Organization. When we meet, we should go all out. Don't give them time to explode and use their skills!"
"Walk!"
Three figures walked along the street towards the guild hall.
Not long after they walked, they stopped. A series of shadows rushed out from the corner of the street ahead, all dressed neatly in black. Among them, there was a strong man who was dressed very differently from the others, and exuded a trace of dangerous aura.
One, two, three, four…
There are four of them who are at the same level as the man in leather jacket just now!
The three people's hands that were quickly forming seals froze, and the fierce expression on the curly-haired man's face froze. They turned around and wanted to retreat.
There were a few sporadic footsteps coming from behind.
A scarlet-covered, hideous-looking man reappeared in sight. He was wearing a blood-soaked leather jacket, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth: "Haha, are you surprised..."
The leather-jacketed man's white fangs grew longer and longer. He chewed every word, "I will ask the vice president to squeeze every drop of blood out of you! I'm sure it will be delicious..."
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Half a kilometer away, in the other direction of Shuiyun Hall.
All the gunmen from the Fengnan City branch of the Spade "A" organization were dispatched in this battle, and some assassins from nearby branches came to support them. Instantly, an elite team of more than a hundred people was formed.
They were armed and moved very efficiently. Under the command of the senior management of the transportation department, they were not discovered by the Sand Dust Organization until they were close to the entrance of the Shuiyun Club. The two sides soon started a firefight.
The gunpowder exploded, bullets flew, and gravel splashed.
There are not only members of the Blood Spirit Society in the Shuiyun Hall, but also many summoned gunmen from the Sand Dust Organization, and even high-level officials.
Among them were some familiar and resentful figures from the transport department, enemies who were particularly jealous of each other. The frequency of pulling the trigger seemed to have increased a lot, and the ears were filled with the buzzing of gunshots.
A burst of bullets came at him, and Spade "K" quickly dodged to the side and hid in the corner. Cement splashed nearby, exploding with golden sparks.
"It's the fourth-ranked Gun King of the Sand Dust Organization! He's aiming at us high-ranking officials!" Spade K shouted loudly, alerting the other high-ranking officials. Be careful or you'll be beheaded!
“Puchi! Ahhhh…” There was a scream not far away.
"The third-ranked swordsman! He rushed over from the side..."
“Too fast!”
"Quickly focus your aim and suppress the fire!
!”
There were excited shouts from the right, and the last one to give the order was from the sales department, Block "A". As soon as the commotion over there died down, there was another cry from the left side of the battlefield: "The deputy leader of the Sand and Dust Organization, Warhammer, has appeared. Bullets will not work on him!"
"Throw a grenade! Throw a grenade! Throw it quickly!"
Suddenly, I heard the sound of gunpowder exploding.
Spade "K"'s heart sank. It turned out that so many high-ranking members of the Sand Dust Organization had quietly come to Fengnan City! The battle plan that seemed to be a direct attack on Huanglong was aborted, and instead quickly evolved into a confrontation and a stalemate.
No, the Spade "A" organization is even weaker. Because most of the highly ranked assassins of the Sand Dust Organization have arrived, which is quite threatening. And the Antique Department and the Assassination Department have not arrived yet.
They are already in a relatively passive position.
Everything goes wrong.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the immortal bio-human teams of the Sand Dust Organization have disappeared on the battlefield, and they may have been entangled by the three masters invited by the deputy leader! According to Lord Xiao Wang's description, as well as the powerful mind abilities and highly contagious self-confidence shown by the three this morning, they may have already started to suppress and eliminate the bio-humans, and it will not take long for them to free up their hands to support their own battlefield!
If there were someone with the magical ability to stop bullets instantly, the current weak battle situation would probably be overturned in an instant.
The top five assassins of the Sand Dust Organization were indeed powerful, but they were still within the human realm. If they encountered those three superhuman masters, they would definitely be crushed and would have no power to fight back.
Therefore, what the Spade "A" organization needs to do now is to support and maintain the situation, waiting for the three people to appear, and then sweep away the opponent in one go. Spade "K" suddenly understood something in his mind, and he immediately gave orders, weakened the offensive, and entered a defensive counterattack posture.
The main road in front of the gate of Shuiyun Club has been completely reduced to ruins, and the cars parked on the edge of the road have been smashed into pieces by bullets, with broken glass all over the ground.
Some were hit by grenades, and the flames burned fiercely. The trees guarding the road were set on fire, and the surrounding area suddenly emitted a fierce heat.
The shops on both sides of the road were also damaged, and the walls of the buildings showed signs of damage to varying degrees. This was probably because the two forces were constantly fighting in the alleys and buildings, either with bullets or fists.
"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"
Spade "K" held two guns and fired wildly at the other end of the alley. He did not stop and suddenly rushed behind the wall. The next second, a volley of bullets shot over, hitting the ground and exploding circles of dust. He groaned and leaned his back against the wall.
I got hit by a bullet after all, but it's okay because the location is relatively remote.
He still maintains more than 70% of his combat effectiveness.
"Hoo..." Spade "K" let out a long breath and looked at his subordinates who were five or six meters away. He signaled them to move in sync with him and rush into the side alley together to shoot crazily.
"Three, two, one..."
Every time he counted a number in his mind, he pressed down one of the three fingers on his right hand until he completely grasped the black gun handle.
Whoosh! The Spade "K" rushed out instantly, and another subordinate rushed out at the same time. Suddenly, there was a bang, and the subordinate fell to the ground.
Spade "K" Tong Kong shrank and rolled on the spot, avoiding the enemy's bullets in the alley. Then he jumped up and down several times and rushed into the wall of a building. He crossed the edge and saw the blood of his capable men at the end of his sight, and clenched his fists.
The elusive gun king had killed no less than ten members of the Spade "A" organization in the previous battle. He was a greater threat than other assassins with higher rankings in the chaotic battlefield.
After only a few minutes of fighting, the Spade "A" organization showed its weakness and was already in a situation of being suppressed. After all, the transportation department and the sales department were not the main combat departments, and there was a certain gap in the number and quality of the gunmen. If the situation continued, I was afraid that it would be completely defeated in less than ten minutes.
Spade "K" suppressed his gloomy mood and quickly rushed in one direction. Half a minute later, he was at the corner at the end of the street.
Three high-ranking officials suddenly gathered together, namely Ace of Spades, King of Spades, and Ace of Diamonds. As for the other three, two were still directing the battle, and one had already died at the hands of the swordsman.
"We have suffered heavy casualties. Thirty percent of our men have already fallen! If the losses continue, I'm afraid it will lead to a total defeat..."
The square "A" is a young man with a buzz cut. He looks energetic, but now his brows are filled with anxiety and worry.
"Don't worry, stay calm! It's 8:50 now. The Antiques Department and the Assassination Department must have received detailed information from the branch office and are rushing towards Shuiyun Hall. They'll be there soon!"
Spade "Ace", the head of the sales department, consoled him.
"It's okay, just hold on for a little while longer. The three masters invited by the deputy leader will definitely..."
Bang! A muffled sound interrupted the words of Spade "K".
A figure crashed into the street diagonally like a falling swift, first hitting the wall and then falling to the ground.
The two pools of blood were extremely conspicuous, bright scarlet.
“Cough cough cough… cough cough cough…” The figure lying on the ground struggled and coughed violently, and he barely managed to turn himself over.
“It’s the powerful telekinetic master who’s leading the group!
!”
Spade "K" recognized it instantly, but the powerful and majestic image in his mind this morning suddenly collapsed before his eyes. The man lying on the ground was extremely embarrassed, like an eagle with broken wings, and his pride and confidence were completely defeated. The lower half of the slim white windbreaker was torn, and the upper half was full of holes and blood.
The seaweed-like curly hair was clotted with blood, tangled and knotted together like lush and messy weeds.
His chest was collapsed, three of his ten fingers were broken, and five of them were twisted irregularly. Only his thumb was still intact.
"Hehehe... So, there really are immortal monsters... Can't they be killed no matter how hard I try? I didn't deserve to lose..."
The curly-haired man muttered to himself with empty eyes. His face was extremely pale and it was obvious that he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
"The expert invited by the deputy leader... lost, lost!?"
The three top leaders of the Spade "A" organization nearby were all shocked and looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
How could he lose when he has such powerful abilities
Are cyborgs truly unkillable
"You...you guys...leave quickly...those bio-humans are coming to kill us..." The curly-haired man gave his final reminder before he died.
"Want to run? Too late!"
A strong figure suddenly appeared on the street, holding a sexy and hot headless body in his hand.
She was the only woman among the three telekinetic masters.
“Jinli…” The curly-haired man coughed up blood.
Ta-ta-ta…
In an instant, a large group of figures blocked the street exit.
The shadows were looming, with red light in their eyes, like a pack of wolves hunting prey in the dark forest. Brutal and ferocious.
“It’s over!
!”
The three of them suddenly felt desperate. Even the three masters with magical powers invited by the deputy leader were defeated, so how could they, humans, turn the tide
Spade "K"'s body was stiff, his teeth were chattering, his hair stood on end, and cold sweat on his back instantly soaked his clothes.
He could feel that he was being stared at by the leather-clad muscular man with purple lip gloss. It was as if he was being aimed at by a large sniper rifle, and his heart was firmly grasped by a big hand.
Life or death depends on the other person's thoughts.
"Hehe, you are still a weak human being after all. Your despicable nature will not be enhanced by mastering any abilities. Do you really think you can kill me? It's just a child's farce..."
The leather-clad sturdy man laughed crazily, his bloody fangs looking more and more like those of an animal. He walked towards them with a strong and oppressive aura: "I'm going to eat all three of you clean, then make a dried corpse and keep it..."
"By the way, where's my head?"
The burly man in leather jacket pressed the neck of the headless corpse, signaling his men who had taken the head to return it and put the head back together.
"Here it is..."
Suddenly, a hoarse male voice sounded in his ears.
The leather jacket sturdy man turned his head suddenly, and a line of blood appeared on his neck. He exerted force and actually broke his own head, and his head was about to fall off.
But he was caught in mid-air by a pair of hands that suddenly appeared.
The leather-clad sturdy man felt his vision spinning around, and suddenly it froze in an instant. A handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and blood filled the vortex-like eyes. It seemed that a hideous blood vulture that specialized in devouring monsters rushed out.
It got bigger and bigger, and finally opened its mouth.
Swallow all the light in your sight in one gulp!
"ah!
!
”
After a scream of fear, a head whose eyes had lost all color of life was reattached to the headless body.
The gap could not be stitched back together.
“Dead…dead!?” The curly-haired boy leaning against the wall, waiting for death, had his eyes tightened and his mind was a little dazed.
He looked away and looked at the blond man who suddenly appeared. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he found that the blond young man disappeared in an instant like a ghost. Almost at the same time, a bright golden afterimage appeared behind the stunned Blood Spirit Society members.
A hand gently pressed on the top of each head.
Just give a slap, like an elder disciplining a younger person.
Bang, bang, bang... the sounds were continuous like firecrackers.
After another flash of his eyes, the blond young man was already standing in front of the three senior leaders of the Spade "A" organization, with an expressionless face.
He spoke slowly, his tone sounding like a question.
"Why did we go ahead with the plan? I think you three need to give me a reasonable explanation..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a series of explosions sounded. The three senior executives and the curly-haired man all looked behind Kaxiu.
I saw dozens of immortal cyborgs standing there like puppets, stiff as withered statues. The head of a cyborg suddenly deformed and expanded, and then it split and exploded with a bang.
This triggered a chain reaction, and heads exploded one after another. It was as if grenades were stuffed into their heads!
Boom boom boom boom…
The rhythmic sounds formed a symphony of the disappearance of life, and flat blood-red flowers bloomed in the air, bringing a weird and terrifying blood rain. Every bit of surprise was compensated by a bit of life, like a gorgeous curtain call of a feast.
In the end, only two dozen headless corpses were left on the field, like tree stumps with branches cut off.
"Hehehe... Hahaha... Cough cough cough..." The curly-haired man who fell to the ground laughed more and more wildly, as if he was laughing wildly with the rest of his life. In the end, he kept coughing and spitting blood.
"So, you guys aren't immortal either!"