Chapter 296 NO0127: It's Not Me

Chapter 296 NO.0127: It's not me

Jiang Zhou tried to use his consciousness to control the body to stop, and tried to help Jim Leiter regain control of the body. But soon, he found that it was in vain.

No matter how hard he tried, even if the connection of the "Janus Program" still existed between the two of them, he couldn't affect the other party's behavior at all at this moment.

"Jim Leiter's" consciousness had disappeared without a trace, and even if he tried his best to call in his heart, the other party didn't respond at all.

It was as if he had never existed.

But theoretically speaking, if this happened. Then the person who has complete control over Jim's body now should be Jiang Zhou-this was the case after Liao Qi was shot in the head.

But at this moment, Jim's body was completely controlled by an unknown existence. He...or "it" crossed Jiang Zhou's authority and moved for some reason.

And he could only watch...well, at this moment Jiang Zhou also lost Jim's vision. He could only passively feel that existence, and skillfully drive this body to perform certain actions.

After raising his foot and kicking that person away, Jim's "evil twin brother" immediately controlled his body to jump up from the ground - the speed was so fast that Jiang Zhou even felt a sense of weightlessness in his lower abdomen.

He did not clench his teeth at the first time, and he bit through the inner wall of his mouth when he stood up. In an instant, pain and the taste of rust filled his mouth.

If it were on a normal day, Jim Ritter, who had not been trained in this area, would never be able to do this quick standing action like a professional gymnast.

Jiang Zhou thought silently while enduring the pain.

But before he could think along this line of thought, a violent noise sounded from not far away. It sounded like the person who was kicked away by "himself" just now stood up again, and then...

The sound of breaking through the air!

The action was far faster than thinking, and Jim's body leaned back on its own - Jiang Zhou guessed that this action was the same as Neo dodging bullets in bullet time. Then, accompanied by a whistling sound, something that he was sure could kill him flew past his nose almost close to the tip of his nose, and then with a "click", it sank into the chest of a poor guy behind him, causing the man to sigh for help.

An axe...

At the moment he dodged, a frozen picture briefly stayed in Jim's retina for about 0.1 seconds. It was a red fire axe with burnt marks on the surface. Against the backdrop of the bone-white ceiling of the hall, it looked like the sickle of the god of death.

But before Jiang Zhou could see the details clearly, this frame of the picture was instantly replaced by the gray-white color that was blurred like a snow screen.

At the same time, without warming up and stretching, the sudden large backward movement caused his ligaments and core muscles to be strained instantly, and the severe pain made Jiang Zhou want to scream.

But he couldn't scream.

If Jim were to do this evasive action himself, his efficiency would probably drop by 10% to 20% in the future. This is a restriction imposed by the body to protect its own structure. Unless a large amount of analgesic and sedative drugs can be replenished immediately, no matter how strong the will is, it must act under the debuff of "pain".

But the being controlling Jim's body at this moment is obviously a non-human being. It treats the body like a machine, using the standard of "maximizing the body's potential" and turning on the "overclocking mode".

In this case, the body completely ignores the pain.

It's just Jiang Zhou, whose consciousness is still in Jim's body.

Before he could catch his breath, after perfectly dodging the axe thrown by the other party, the other party rushed over and fought with Jim at this moment.

In Jiang Zhou's perception, his actions at this moment were like those of a madman.

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The fighting style of the two is like that of a madman.

Wang Ying, who barely sat up from the ground, stared at the cruel battle in front of her in amazement.

After dodging the axe thrown by the opponent by leaning back, Jim immediately entangled with the rushing Jin Hengjun.

At this moment, the expressions on their faces seemed to be carved from the same mold - they were all twisted like some kind of reptile, and their eyeballs were spinning wildly in their eye sockets.

At the same time, the fighting styles of the two were also... extremely primitive. Their attacks on each other were as violent and primitive as wild beasts, without any human rationality. On this basis, the two mobilized almost every muscle, every bone, and every tooth in their bodies to fight this battle.

Almost in an instant, they caused dozens of injuries to each other. The movements were all with speed and precision that did not belong to normal humans. And during this period, they did not have any probing or deceptive games, as if every part of their bodies could be sacrificed - as long as doing so could bring greater losses to the opponent.

It looked like a life-and-death fight between cyber psychopaths.

No... It's not that simple...

Wang Ying, who was struggling to stand up, thought.

It's not that the two of them didn't have any tactical games, but they had already completed the games in their minds before the battle. Under this battle logic of exchanging injuries for death, all the techniques of testing and deception were fatal weaknesses. When the algorithm can no longer be optimized, all they can compete with is their own performance.

The two sides faced off head-to-head physically.

In this way, this battle is over at the beginning.

Wang Ying thought.

She knew that Jim had undergone adjustments and transformations - although they were mainly brain enhancements and did not improve his ability to throw fists, in terms of physical fitness, Jim was definitely much stronger than his opponents.

Sure enough, at the sixth second of the fight between the two, Jim traded his right rib fracture for the opponent's left arm to be broken, and the opponent then used the gap to bite the vein in the former's neck.

Under this attack of teeth, a jet of black blood poured down the collarbone like long hair. And Jim also found an opportunity. His fingers dug into the opponent's eyes in the shape of eagle claws, and pulled out the opponent's eyes and optic plexus like grapes.

Then, he put his index finger and middle finger together and inserted them into the opponent's bloody hole without eyes. With his fingers vigorously stirring his eye sockets, the crazy-looking Jin Hyungjun suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground.

Pulling his hand out of his eye socket, shaking off the brains on his fingers, "Jim" stepped on the opponent's neck and broke it. Then he threw away the eyeball in his hand and covered the blood mark on his neck. Black blood flowed out from between his fingers.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Ying, who was slowly walking toward Wang Ying while holding the table. His face still had that ferocious reptile-like expression, and the speed of his eyes did not slow down at all.

How on earth could he see things clearly when he was spinning so fast?

Wang Ying thought.

Seeing Jim, who was in a strange state at this moment, getting closer and closer, her body subconsciously put on a defensive posture - although she doubted whether she could survive the other's hands for a second.

And perhaps because he saw his vigilance, or perhaps because he didn't want to be misunderstood, Jim stopped about five meters away from her and stood blankly.

"Jim...is that you?"

Wang Ying asked tentatively.

Then, the other party spoke. The voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, without any fluctuation.

"Not me."

He said so.

"Jim is dead."