After Gambling Snake said that, he raised his gun and fired repeatedly, using up all the remaining bullets in the magazine. The four bullets were directed at the bald man's head, heart, abdomen, and knees.
The opponent stood there, blood blooming, as if he had been shot. But shooting was only a prelude to the attack. The moment the last bullet came out of the chamber, Gambling Snake threw away the gun and replaced it with a hidden sword in his hand. The body stabbed forward quickly like a shadow, and the sword edge swung towards the opponent's throat.
A few seconds later, the bald man actually held the hidden sword with one hand, stopping the force on Gan She's hand. Blood flowed from his palm, but he didn't seem to care. He was shot above his eyebrows, and his face was covered with blood, grinning ferociously: "My skills and marksmanship are very good, but it's a pity..." He used his other hand to draw a gun from his forehead. The bullet was removed from his body, and dark metal-colored scales were exposed under a layer of flesh: "It can't hurt me."
Gambler decisively abandoned his hidden sword and jumped back a few feet to avoid being restrained by this invulnerable monster. Seeing him retreating, the other party became more arrogant and stepped forward boldly.
The balding man was about to attack, but he took a false step towards the wall beside him, turned over and went up to the second floor of the hotel. His back had not disappeared, but a black thing was dropped down like a hen laying an egg. It landed exactly where he was standing just now.
And then the grenade exploded...
It only took ten seconds for Gambler to arrive on the roof of a house fifty meters away. Watching the smoke after the explosion dissipate, a humanoid monster with strong scales and iron body was standing there. He was middle-aged just now. The man's body was only his coat. Now it was blown up and most of it had been removed, revealing his true form.
According to experience, most mutants are difficult to deal with. Types whose abilities are directly reflected in their bodies are rarely weaker than those of the same level. Generally speaking, even if they do not undergo any targeted training, Strength increases simply through age. When fighting, their ability to use their bodies freely is often better than those of the same level with more complex abilities.
"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve." He had already found the position of the snake, and while tearing off the artificial skin bag that had been blown to pieces, he speeded up and approached the snake.
"I haven't asked for advice yet..."
"Rhoda Rich, or Iron Salamander." When Iron Salamander spoke, he jumped up: "Don't worry, the count will live."
When Gambling Snake saw this, he immediately turned around and jumped to the roof of another building not far away, a distance of three or four meters, which was no problem. But Iron Salamander's jumping ability is incomparable. After he climbed to the roof, he jumped again, his bow bounced up, and he had already passed the snake's head in the air. His iron claw-like palms used the force of his fall to press down. .
This blow was as powerful as a dome, and could not be blocked by flesh and blood. Gambling Snake's reaction was still calm and quick. He took out a soft sword from the belt around his waist and shook it casually. The blade stood straight, light, agile, heavy and fierce, all at the same time. He raised his sword and faced him upwards, still attacking the opponent's front door.
With this weapon in hand, the attack range of the gambling snake is naturally several feet longer than that of the iron salamander. The latter is in the air, with its feet not touching the ground, and cannot change its falling direction at will, so it has to grab the sword body with its hands. This time With a scratch, the iron salamander stopped bleeding. Of course, the blood just now was just from the artificial skin bag. The metal collided with his scales, making only a squeaking sound and not causing any damage.
Gambling Snake gave up his weapon again, and used the few seconds he had bought to lean down and slide down the slope of the roof. He grabbed the rain gutter on the roof with one hand and descended along the wall. After landing, he rolled and removed it. The force of the downward thrust, and the remaining momentum of the forward roll, made him jump forward. This run was at least as fast as a middle-distance runner.
Iron Salamander shouted behind him: "I want to see how many weapons you can hide on your body."
He didn't have to waste so much effort, he just jumped off the three-story roof and landed with his feet on the ground, causing cracks in the cement. Unexpectedly, Iron Salamander had just landed and before he had a firm footing, three flying knives were already whizzing over. One was aimed at the left eye, the other at the throat, and the last one was aimed at the ankle.
This time he was really caught off guard. He quickly took two steps back and covered his face with one hand. In the end, two of the three flying knives hit the back of Iron Salamander's hand, and the one below missed.
However, Gambling Snake did not stop running while throwing the flying knife. With this attack, he opened a lot of distance.
Iron Salamander was a little annoyed. Such a guy who could be easily crushed was like a mosquito, biting and escaping again. His palms were sore when he slapped him, but he didn't see even a drop of blood coming from him.
With a loud shout, the iron salamander rushed over like a derailed locomotive. At this moment, even if a sports car shot out of the diagonal stab, it would have been knocked to the ground.
But Gambling Snake stopped running when he saw this. He turned around and took out another hidden sword in his left hand. He stood there waiting for the iron salamander to approach. At this moment, he seemed to have become a lonely swordsman again. Wait until the opponent's killing move is close at hand before making a move.
Iron Salamander originally thought that this collision would break the snake's muscles and bones and completely lose its ability to resist, but the moment the two came into contact, he was shocked. The man who was still in sight disappeared. In those short two seconds, Tie Shu's extraordinary dynamic vision could not capture anything. His collision also stopped, and he stumbled a few steps, unable to support himself. , fell to the ground.
At this time, blood sprayed out, and nearly ten wounds appeared on Tie Salaman's body. His horrified expression showed that he did not understand what had just happened.
Gambler walked into Iron Salamander's line of sight, squatted down, and pointed his hidden sword at his throat. Before the other person could even say a word of begging for mercy, he stabbed him, ending the life of a powerful ability user. .
After killing the iron salamander, Gambling Snake did not relax. After getting up, he began to observe his surroundings. On the street in the distance, many pedestrians were looking at the scene here with fearful eyes, which meant that the police were about to arrive.
The sky has darkened, now is a good time to leave. Gambler returned to the hotel room and wanted to pack some things and leave, but as soon as he entered the door, he knew that someone had come in just now. It seemed that there were not only the two people in the car, but also other people traveling with Tie Shu. They didn't show up, probably because they didn't want to die in direct combat with them.
No matter what, I bet Snake would never take anything in the room again. He didn't have the equipment or time to check one by one whether there were any bugging or tracking devices in his belongings. Fortunately, Gilson II's book was not left in his room, otherwise it would be hard to tell whose hands it is now.
After walking out of the room, the sound of sirens was very close. The police should be watching the body of Tie Shu now. If he didn't dodge, he might be blocked in the hotel.
The gambler put on his sunglasses, jumped out of the wall of the hotel parking lot, jogged three streets, stopped at a traffic light, waved to several young people driving convertibles and wearing avant-garde clothes, and said Walked straight over. The other party was parked in front of the sidewalk waiting for the red light to turn green. When he saw an old man with a very retro appearance approaching, he uttered a few curse words smoothly, greeted the whole family who gambled on snakes, and laughed needlessly. The only sentence he said was a little bit... Constructive language is: "Wanting to cause trouble? Hillbilly."
Gambler seemed to have a lot of weapons on his body. He took out another pistol from the inner pocket of his suit and calmly pointed at the four people in the car: "Get out of the car."
"Hahaha! Wearing a funeral costume as a killer? Who are you trying to scare with a fake gun? Hahaha!" One of them laughed, and the other three also laughed quickly, but their expressions were slightly stiff. It seemed that they were against I'm not completely sure about this situation, but if you get to a certain level of pretending, you have to resist...
Gambling took four seconds to put a silencer on the gun, looked at the four people in the car with his numb face wearing sunglasses, raised his arm without aiming at all, and shot the gun. Your own traffic light at three o'clock. After the shooting was completed, he pointed the gun at the four people in the car: "I know you have the urge to step on the accelerator, but this car starts from a standstill and leaves my sight at the fastest speed of ten." More than seconds, so...get out of the car.”
They raised their hands, got out of the car in despair, sat on the driver's seat, turned to look at the driver, and waved the hand holding the gun to signal the other party to come over.
The young man was covered in cold sweat and moved a few steps over: "What else... is there anything else... sir?"
The gun in Gambling Snake's hand was pointed at him at an angle that would kill him if it went off: "Remember boy, no matter what time or place, when you see a person dressed like a funeral with a gun Pointing at you, you'd better be more serious."
"Yes, sir, I remember." His expression was really serious now.
Gambling snake stepped on the accelerator and sped away, leaving the four people stunned. They didn't react for a long time to call the police.