Chapter 556: Fighting (24)
All the deadpools who were running wild in the hall were born from leech potion. They were slightly weaker than pure deteriorated deadpools, but their physical fitness almost reached the excellent B-level hybrids. The stronger ones could even reach A-level. Any one of these enemies who appeared in a single event could be listed as a dangerous task above B-level by the execution department.
This number of deadpools rushed over in an orderly manner, and their danger was no less than that of a platoon of fully armed soldiers. In the scene, perhaps this wildness could make people feel the pressure of numbness in the back of the head. The oppression of death from a distance was already in front of them.
"Commissioner Lin! Get out of the way!"
The British man next to Lin Nian had a warning bell in his heart when he saw seven or eight runaway type II deadpools rushing over. Suddenly, his golden eyes brightened and he opened his mouth to spit out one high-pitched syllable after another.
That was the chanting of the Word Spirit. The blood in his veins began to circulate exponentially, and his whole body unnaturally emitted the red light of metal heating. As the chanting was completed, the red light began to brighten, and he was only a hair away from fully releasing the power of the Word Spirit.
Just before the Word Spirit finished chanting, the British man's mouth was covered, not by the enemy, but by Lin Nian who was standing beside him.
"What are you doing?" Lin Nian looked at the bewildered British man and frowned and asked.
What am I doing? Shouldn't I be the one asking this question? The British man forcibly spit out the Word Spirit, and his expression was so wonderful. Fortunately, this was not a martial arts novel, otherwise his meridians would be reversed, and he would be possessed by the devil.
The forced interruption of the Word Spirit will only confuse the releaser's brain for a period of time. If you want to release the Word Spirit again, you can only start chanting again, unless you are familiar with the control of a Word Spirit to the extent of driving it with your arms and have the support of extremely strong bloodline. His bloodline is enough, but he is not so proficient in controlling the Word Spirit. It is too late to cover up now.
At this time, the "waiters" who were rushing towards them had completely stripped off their formal attire. After their bloodline was activated, their muscles were unnaturally bulging like those of bodybuilding champions. Their sprinting form still maintained the pace of humans, but they felt like wild beasts. It was a pure, deadly wildness. When you encounter a hungry wild leopard in the wild, the moment it rushes towards you, you can probably feel the unconcealed, exposed ferocity and murderous intent.
Under the siege, Lin Nian calmly lifted his sleeves and took off a folding knife tied tightly to his wrist. The style imitated the favorite personal weapon of Ange, the principal of Kassel College, but the material of the Philosopher's Stone on the blade was replaced by tungsten steel, a hard alloy. It is said that it has high hardness, wear resistance, strength and toughness, and can touch the tail of a few alchemical ancient knives.
Judging whether an ancient alchemical sword is qualified is not a direct strength test, but whether it can cut through the scales and bones of dragons. This is the experience shared by Lin Nian and the director of the Executive Bureau in Japan, who is also a sword master Yuan Zhisheng. Generally, there is no formal test report for ancient alchemical swords, and the quality of alchemical products cannot be directly judged by elemental analysis. The quality of weapons can only be evaluated after they have been used to cut people.
But Lin Nian had just taken off the folding knife that the Executive Department was proud of and had not yet grasped it tightly, and the first Deadpool had already rushed in front of him and the British man. Because of the contaminated black blood, the male Deadpool's skin, except for the scales, was covered with black blood lines, which looked like a blood sacrifice tattoo of some cult ritual. The muscles of the legs were so strong that the blood vessels were almost squeezed out of the gaps in the scales and were cut by the sharp edges of the scales, leaving a string of corrosive thick and smelly black blood.
The hall was very quiet. No one dared to breathe. The timid ones lowered their heads and hugged their faces, while the brave ones stared at the scene where the tragedy was about to happen. The only sounds in his ears were the running footsteps and the terrifying screams of the Deadpools.
In this extremely quiet scene, Lin Nian reacted naturally when he saw the Deadpool rushing in front of him. He did not use a knife, because he would only cut himself or use unstable force if he made a rash move before holding the folding knife properly. So he chose to fight hand-to-hand. He took a step forward and bent his elbow to hit the Deadpool who opened his arms to give a death hug.
At this moment, a heavy muffled sound that made his heart stop sounded in the ears of the British man next to him.
In front of Lin Nian, the Deadpool had no time to close his arms and tear open the boy's back. The next second after being hit, his whole body flew out directly like a car hit by a train. The limbs in the air spun like a windmill, and finally fell on a table in the hall and collapsed on the ground!
The surveillance camera recorded the entire scene. Hundreds of "people" watching in front of the screens subconsciously leaned forward, as if they didn't see clearly or understand what happened. The faces waiting to see the bloody scenes or the explosion of the words were a little dazed.
In the crowd in the hall, many sharp-eyed people, such as the killer who had sat at the same table before, were staring with their eyes wide open. He looked at the deadpool on the ground who never got up again and noticed at a glance that there was a huge deep pit in the shriveled chest. Four or five bronze sharp bones were broken by the huge force and burst out, breaking the scales and extending into the air outside the flesh and blood. It is not difficult to imagine what the heart protected by the bones has become now
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Lin Nian retracted his elbow, and the other two leading Deadpools also rushed to him from the left and right. The British man next to him pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger, but he didn't expect that Lin Nian would just rush in front of him. The bullet flew directly to the back of Lin Nian's head. He never dreamed that he would choose to fight directly in front of multiple Deadpools of 'S' level instead of pulling away. He almost yelled out after firing this shot.
But Lin Nian still didn't die from his companion's black gun. At the moment before the gun went off, he turned his head and let the bullet fly past his ear and hit the chest of the Deadpool rushing towards him, stopping the momentum of the sprint. He looked back at the British man and said nothing but rolled his eyes.
"Here it comes!" The British man didn't have time to worry about the fact that he almost knocked down his teammate, and reminded him with wide eyes.
The black claws of the Deadpool that rushed over pulled out a gust of evil wind. The force was enough to crush the hard top shell of the car and naturally tear off the flesh and arms of a person. However, Lin Nian's reaction and speed were so fast that others could hardly even think about it. He turned around and raised his hand to hold down the right arm of the Deadpool and pulled it down along with the force of the claw. A force so brutal that the British man could not understand it at all made the body of the Deadpool, which was pulled against the car, turn over in the air and fall to the ground. Before he could get up, a black shadow appeared in front of him.
With a stomp, everyone in the hall heard the sound of bones bursting and shuddered violently. Lin Nian avoided the splashing black thick blood. Without knowing how much force he had exerted, he stomped the marble floor and the head of the Deadpool with one foot. Then he turned the folding knife in his right hand and held it horizontally in a fist and punched the third Deadpool.
The Deadpool reacted quickly and dodged Lin Nian's punch, but he didn't dodge the folding knife blade in his fist. In the flash of steel sparks, half of the black head was cut directly to the ceiling. The scales that could withstand bullets could not withstand the cut, and the headless body lost control and fell to the ground and twitched.
In one encounter, there were three more deadpool bodies in the hall, but this was just the beginning.
The fourth and fifth deadpools came one after another. Before they could launch their attacks, Lin Nian had already knelt on the shoulders of one of the deadpools and jumped over its head. When he landed, the deadpool had become a headless corpse - he used the folding knife in his hand to completely cut off its head when he jumped over its head.
He threw the head in his hand to block the sight of the fifth Deadpool, stretched out his hand to grab the ghostly black arm of the god, and used the force to kick the Deadpool on the waist and abdomen. The huge force directly tore off the tough arm. The Deadpool with a broken arm flew backwards and fell to the ground with thick blood and screams. There was a big dent in his waist and his internal organs were broken. He collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. It was probably because of the problem with his spinal nerves.
That's right, in the current situation called "dragon bone state" by Yuan Zhisheng, Lin Nian probably felt that his body function had completely reached a new peak. The bloodline of these Deadpools was about 'B' to 'A' level. The difference from ordinary hybrids was only in the killing will and scale armor. Unless in a specific environment, these things would not threaten him as much as a hidden sniper rifle.
He didn't even light up his golden eyes and walked directly towards the last two Deadpools. The folding knife in his hand made a sound of air explosion and swung towards the head of a Deadpool. Like Paco before, this Deadpool was hit by a wall. The dagger brought his entire head and body backwards and fell to the ground, nailed to the ground like a mosquito and unable to move.
Facing the crazy but messy and disorderly wild bite of the last Deadpool, he tilted his head and squinted his eyes to find a flaw with open arms. After catching the flaw, he threw a standard and sharp jab like a knife and hit the Deadpool's throat directly!
The jab, also called "ketu" in karate, is a skill that combines speed and strength. In fighting, a successful jab is enough to end the whole game directly. If the attack position is too fragile, it can even achieve the effect of killing with one blow. The power of Lin Nian's punch can be understood by just listening to the sound that shook the whole hall.
The hit Deadpool instantly made a strange creaking sound, his neck was surprisingly bent 90 degrees, his head almost hit his back, and his knees were bent and broken by a kick. He knelt down to a certain height, and Lin Nian was hit again on the back of his neck and flew to the hall not far away like a ball with a cervical vertebra.
Everyone in the whole hall seemed to have been hit in the throat by this punch, and could not make any sound at all. They looked at Lin Nian who was frowning and shaking his hands not far away, not knowing whether to cry or shout.
"Are you hurt?" The British man walked quickly to Lin Nian's side and asked in a low voice.
"It broke the bone and skin." Lin Nian glanced at the two or three centimeters of blood on the back of his hand and walked towards the crowd gathered in front of the gate in the distance, but he only took two steps forward and a woman in the crowd screamed, pointing in Lin Nian's direction and fainted without a breath before he could say a word.
Lin Nian stopped and paused for a moment. The British man beside him twitched his cheeks and didn't know what to say. He was smart and knew that he should keep silent at this time, but Lin Nian beside him didn't react much to this, but slowly turned his head and looked behind him. The British man thought that this way of easing the embarrassment was okay, but it seemed that there were only two of them here and you couldn't see anyone else if you turned around.
Just at this time, the British man suddenly heard a faint baby cry mixed with the sound of the wind floating behind him. His hair stood up like needles and his pupils shrank. He looked back and saw the French window on the top floor of the Pearl Tower. There were dark shadows on the huge glass. The lights of the coastal city shone on them as if they were a layer of fire for the armor. The dark golden pupils were like fireflies, watching everyone in the hall in the dark.
"So we're already here." Lin Nian said lightly, and drew out the folding knife he was about to put away.