One Thousand Two Hundred and Fourteen Chapters Hand Meeting, Guilty! Hei Kong, Guilty!

Seeing Erica pouting and lying on the ground, Jessica twitched the corners of her mouth and looked at Alexandra.

Alexandra's face didn't change, she still had a faint smile.

"Get down!" Matt shouted suddenly.

The crowd complied subconsciously.

Crunch! A sudden screech of brakes rang out at the door.

Bang bang bang!

A series of bullets shot from the street, shattering the glass of the Chinese restaurant and flying debris from the restaurant.

Alexandra still smiled indifferently, standing behind the corner, completely without the risk of being hit.

Matt and the others in the room could only hide in their own shelters, daring not to come forward.

Only Cage is not afraid of bullets, but it is not comfortable to hit him, and his eyes are even more deadly.

He's not stupid, and of course he won't stand up alone and get shot.

Moments later, more than a dozen masked men with micro-chunks and rifles rushed in.

A short Asian old man ran with a cane and followed these gangsters with a smile on his face like an aunt visiting the neighbor's house.

She looked at Alexandra who was hiding in the corner, got a nod from the other party, and the old woman withdrew her gaze: "Catch someone."

In the light tone, full of domineering, it formed a sharp contrast with her appearance.

As soon as the words fell, the gangsters continued to fire, suppressing Matt and several others, and at the same time separated several people and ran to Daniel's position.

In the midst of this chaos, the old woman who was on crutches vaguely felt that something was wrong in the corner of her vision.

She glanced at it unconsciously, and her pupils shrank immediately.

Alexandra standing in the corner... gone.

Her eyes stayed there for a moment, then looked elsewhere, but still found no trace of Alexandra.

Am I being used as a gunman? The old woman was surprised, but she felt that it didn't make sense.

Erica is here,

Although he just got up from the half plate of Mapo Tofu, he was wiping his face with a tablecloth.

Since this "secret weapon" is still there, how could Alexandra slip away?

Suddenly, she felt a huge black mass in the corner of her vision, she looked at it suddenly, and her breath suddenly stagnated.

A giant black hand was raised, and the index finger pointed right at her: "You, you are guilty!"

The old woman's face changed greatly, and she shouted: "Fire with all your strength and hit him."

But it was too late.

The moment Luke spoke, the other hand wiped from his waist, and several black shadows flew out and cut towards the bandits in the restaurant.

A series of screams sounded, most of the gangsters shrank their bloody hands, and a few two fingers fell off.

They fell together, as well as the guns in their hands.

Only the four bandits at the back stood in front of the old woman, subconsciously blocking a flying bat dart.

Then two people had a pain in their thighs, and their bodies fell to their knees involuntarily, but the two behind them clutched the bat darts that had just been inserted in their lower abdomens, and fell down screaming.

A huge black figure with a cloak blew a gust of wind in the small space and suddenly rushed in front of the old woman.

The old woman's face was gloomy like water, and the crutch in her right hand was suddenly raised.

From the originally flat tail, a sharp Mitsubishi thorn popped out, poking at Luke's chest like a meteor.

Luke raised his palm, and with a ding sound, the stabbing sword-like alloy crutch was fanned away, and his big hand continued to squeeze the old woman's neck.

But the old woman had already expected it, she suddenly turned around three hundred and sixty degrees, pulled back with her left hand, and turned a huge arc in the air, shouting: "Broken."

Bang!

In the dull and bursting sound, the backhand of the old woman's palm was printed on the lower abdomen of the bat armor, and the part where the two touched faintly flashed yellow light.

A wave of air spread out from between the armor and the palm, blowing the clothes of the surrounding people fluttering.

Everyone's expressions were surprised. They didn't expect her palms to have such power, but the old woman's expression changed instantly, and she noticed that something was wrong.

Her palm with a very high amount of "qi" did not directly break the armor. The "qi" that penetrated into the sea was like a mud cow entering the sea, and Batman's grasping action did not stop at all.

"Uh~" The old woman's breath was stagnant, and like an old chicken woman, she was caught by the black giant palm and lifted up.

The blood-red lenses flashed in front of her, and she looked around at the other gangsters in the store: "Hands together, guilty."

As soon as he raised his hand, the ten bat darts in the house suddenly flew back as if they had been summoned, including the one inserted into the gangster's body.

His fingers spread out, as dexterous and light as plucking the strings of a violin, and swiping on these Batarangs that flew back one after another, they spun out at a faster speed.

The sound of the sharp blade cutting sounded, and all the gangsters had their legs abolished, and they all screamed.

Luke smiled in his heart: it turned out to be just ordinary gangsters, not resurrected ninjas. No wonder these people use guns and like to scream so much.

He turned his eyes and looked at Erica, who was holding a knife and made a warning gesture, but didn't dare to run: "You are guilty."

Erica's name is a big red in the system, and she is the mainstay of the evil lineup.

When Matt heard this, his heart suddenly jumped: "Wait, she's just being controlled by the hand..."

The blind old man beside him interrupted him: "No, she is He Kong, the strongest weapon of the Hand. Erica is just its container. She is dead, and you buried her with your own hands."

Matt was surprised: "Impossible. Didn't you say that the Blood Sacrifice of the Hand was unsuccessful and Hei Kong was not awakened?"

The blind old man sneered: "Because Alexandra spent the last bit of resources on her. The success rate of this is not high, but she obviously succeeded, so naturally it doesn't have to be as troublesome as blood sacrifice."

Hearing her name, Erica's eyes were lost for a moment, but she quickly returned to her indifferent state.

The slightly lowered katana was raised again, and the body had already assumed the most suitable posture for attacking. The target...of course, was Batman.

The next moment, several dark arcs cut through the air and slashed towards Luke.

Luke pulled out a rope dart from his waist and threw it.

What kind of "black sky" this Matt's ex-girlfriend has become, he is very interested, just catch it alive.

Erica did not dodge or evade, but her body blurred in an instant, and the rope dart passed through her body without touching anything at all.

Luke let out a sigh, raised his empty left hand, and faced the jet-black samurai sword.

But the black samurai sword was also blurred for a moment, passing through his palm, and it was also not stopped, and continued to slash at him.

The blood-red lenses were bright, and all the scanning functions locked Erika in front of her, and the huge black palm turned her wrist at an extremely fast speed.

clang!

The black katana was swept away horizontally, and Erica rolled over and stepped back, dodging Luke's kicking leg, and returned to her alert posture again.

Luke probably knew it.