Chapter 1695 Troubled Shredder, the Best Skill

The latest website: Where are the people in Tokyo? Even people who have never been here will hear about it.

Shinjuku and Shibuya are almost inescapable place names in Tokyo.

Of course, Ginza is similar. Although many people do not know that Ginza is in the central area, they also remember the name.

Because these place names represent fashionable entertainment and luxury consumption in Tokyo.

Shinjuku and Shibuya are just north of Meguro.

The direction of Schreider's escape is also north.

Go northeast along Highway No. 3 Shibuya Line, and you will enter the Shibuya Ward, and further up is the Shinjuku Ward.

At this point, Shredder had enough time to solve the toxin problem on his body.

Because there are countless people here who act as his "blood bottle", allowing him to swallow and split to ease his own condition.

When Luke arrived, this guy had swelled into a 4-meter-high blood-colored giant again, which was also the best form used by Blood God experimental subjects.

By devouring a hundred people in a night show, and separating the yellow-green toxin several times in a row, Shredder's physical condition improved significantly.

Following this opportunity, he continued to head towards the central area of ​​Shibuya, and at the same time devoured the pedestrians on the route, constantly isolating the yellow-green toxin.

Shredder is not a scientific novice either, he is also considered to be playing with biotechnology, and the blood god experimental body has much higher control over the body than humans.

He has discovered that he is not a virus, but some kind of strange toxin.

The real trouble is that this weird toxin will take energy and raw materials from the body in some way that he doesn't notice, and quickly synthesize new toxins.

This is why the toxins linger like maggots on the tarsal bones.

The first plan he tried was to use ultra-high-speed separation to transfer the toxins to the slightly assimilated flesh, and discard them immediately.

There is a saying that any discussion of toxicity that does not talk about doses is a hooligan.

Once the level of this yellow-green toxin is low enough, it will be difficult to resuscitate.

Even if the toxin wants to rekindle,

It's also very likely to expose transformational ways down to the limit.

At this point, Schreider can figure out a way to solve it.

...

Luke, who came quickly, of course understood how this toxin worked.

Because this weird toxin was made by that blond woman.

By inserting this woman into the back of the brain, he obtained the list of the other party's abilities, and quickly learned nanobiology and nanoelectronics among them.

If Shredder can stand in front of him obediently now, Luke promises to help him solve the problem in minutes.

But the other party obviously couldn't be so obedient. After all, killing him directly would solve the problem.

And when it really comes to life and death, if Luke doesn't take action at that time, Shredder will die immediately.

The biggest possibility for Luke is to make up a knife and earn a lot of experience points.

The truth is so cruel.

As long as Schreider is not an idiot, he will not "suicide" anyway.

Luke also knew that Shredder definitely wanted to save himself, and there were many ways for the blood god experimental body to recover from his injuries, and swallowing people was the easiest.

The two sides must be a zero-sum game - either Shredder runs away, or Luke kills him.

The peculiarity of the blood god experimental body is that even if it is cut into a hundred pieces, it is a flesh wound, and the system does not judge it as a defeat.

Once the opponent runs away, the experience points obtained by Naluke are basically zero.

So he didn't mean any nonsense, he fell directly from the sky, and reached the sky above the blood-colored giant at an extremely fast speed.

A golden eggshell-like integral psychic shield was buckled, and the giant was wrapped in it.

Ten thousand points were deducted instantly, the covered blood-colored giant also turned golden, and the golden light of the psychic mask also dimmed.

Luke frowned, and the points in the system were cast in again for 5,000.

The blood-colored giant's vague struggle disappeared completely, and it shattered into pieces with a click, and disintegrated.

Luke couldn't help but scolded: The system didn't prompt, this blood-colored giant is not Shredder.

To live so long, this guy really has a set.

Now, Luke can only be glad that this is Tokyo.

In New York, this time, I am afraid that Batman will not be able to stand up again.

Too many people die, and if you don't solve it, you will be weak.

If the name is weak, it will be a black pot no matter how much you do.

Fortunately, in the attack just now, Luke was still stealthy, at least no one knew that he had made a move.

So the next loss has nothing to do with him, and it has nothing to do with the bat team.

Anyway, Comrade Beidou does not seek fame or profit, and likes to do good deeds silently.

Thinking like this, he still sent a message to Ivan, explaining the situation here, and specially warned: "Don't reveal your identity, and keep it open for me. Well, you are not allowed to hook up with female reporters in Tokyo."

Ivan: "Don't worry, they didn't give money, I won't be so active."

Hearing this kind of nonsense, Luke kept his old groove in his chest, and he couldn't even spit it out.

He could only lift off silently, watching the movement below.

Tokyo night is not black.

Under the countless neon lights, the sky is orange-red.

But at this moment, Luke smelled a strong smell of blood.

Death will be the absolute melody of this night.

Even he couldn't stop it.

...

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, a group of people has become a mess.

Just now, an alarm call came in and said a bunch of inexplicable things.

If it is one or two, it can be said to be the most common neurotic in this oppressive metropolis.

But dozens of calls came in, and the callers all hit a zone on the Shibuya Line of Expressway No. 3, which didn't seem like a joke.

What's even more frightening is that the police officer in charge of network monitoring received Luke hacking into the system and forcibly sent some video materials, with important instructions and warnings about toxins and monsters.

After a while, the news reached the police chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, but the Metropolitan Police Department can't do anything now.

This matter is not something that a few supervisors on duty can handle.

Any wrong order, the consequences will only be more serious.

They can only keep a close eye on the network monitoring side and report the situation at any time. At the same time, the helicopter of the Metropolitan Police Department is also preparing to take off to Shibuya to find out the situation.

Let the patrolman drive past? Stop being funny.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is not the NYPD, and most police officers only have a normal baton and spray.

Asking these police officers to deal with the kind of highly poisonous monster that "eats the living" must be because the Metropolitan Police Department has too much funds and wants to distribute pensions on a large scale.

...

In the Shibuya area, Luke looked indifferent.

In just one minute, he found the traces of Shredder swallowing the crowd twice, but it was useless.

This guy is deeply rooted in the essence of guerrilla warfare.

The ability of blood transformation allows him to flow in various pipes.

Don't say that Shota is too stinky and peeing too showy. In front of Xiaoming, Shredder doesn't mind eating and drinking, eating and drinking.

Luke himself didn't have a good way, so he decisively activated the skill that he had always used the best - "Help your friends and relatives outside the venue".