Chapter 2952 The Game Is Not over Yet

"Uh-ha-"

If Heisenberg hadn't taken such a kick with his own body and tasted the taste, he probably wouldn't have believed that Alsim, who was almost suppressed by him in the last close combat, was almost like a completely different person this time. Just the kick just now was enough to scare people.

Holding the knife in one hand and supporting the ground with the other hand, Heisenberg stood up from the ground. With less arrogance and more seriousness in his eyes, he looked at Alsim in front of him and blurted out the words after looking him up and down.

"Get back to form, or recover enough?"

Holding the hunting knife tightly in his hand and posing an attacking posture, Alsim, who was determined to end everything today, had a firm and resolute look in his eyes.

"The answer is both, bastard."

"That's good, very good!"

Before he finished speaking, he immediately sprinted forward and rushed over with the heavy knife in his hand.

Heisenberg, who was determined to re-examine his opponent, chose to take the initiative to attack and see what Alsim's true strength was now. The heavy broad-bladed sword weighing more than 10 kilograms once again fell straight down towards Alsim's forehead with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain.

Clang--

The harsh metal collision sound rang again. Alsim, who held the handle of the sword with one hand and the back of the sword with the other, steadily caught the opponent's powerful attack with both hands.

Heisenberg, who was blocked by Alsim's powerful attack, did not get angry but laughed instead, as if everything in front of him was just as he thought.

"Let's see how much strength you still have, fellow."

Heisenberg, who held the heavy sword tightly in both hands, continued to increase the power output as he spoke. Heisenberg, who still remembered the scene of the first fight, still clearly remembered how embarrassed the Russian man in front of him was suppressed by his own strength and how huge the gap was, and he had reason to believe that he would succeed again.

But what the confident Heisenberg never expected was that what happened next was completely beyond his expectations.

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"What!?"

Alsim suddenly changed from holding the knife with both hands to holding it with one hand, freeing his right hand from the back of the knife, but he was still able to steadily catch the heavy knife in front of him with the strength of one hand, as well as the increasing strength of both hands wielding the heavy knife, without even a slight tremor on his wrist.

The strong shock in front of him had not yet ended, and the fleeting opportunity would not give the warring parties any more opportunities to favor each other. Alsim, who had reversed the offense and defense in momentum and had the upper hand, did not hesitate to swing his free left hand and clench it into a fist, aiming at Heisenberg, who had not yet fully recovered, and hit him fiercely.

"Puga——"

The force of this punch was so great that Alsim himself, the puncher, couldn't help but think of the instant kill of the fat pig when he was hit hard.

Heisenberg was hit hard on the left cheek by Alsim's punch.

Heisenberg, who was spun like a top, was completely unable to control his balance and posture at this moment. He let his completely out of control body turn several times while retreating continuously, and finally fell to the ground with his buttocks in the whole vision.

"What about you? Is this all your strength? Or did you miss breakfast, bastard."

"Heh"

Heisenberg, who felt his mouth "clicking" while smiling crookedly, vomited subconsciously, and three teeth that were neatly pulled out of the gums with their roots fell to the ground with blood sticking.

Heisenberg couldn't stop spitting out the knocked-out teeth. The moment he opened his mouth, he felt a sweetness in his throat. He couldn't control himself. He retched before he could close his mouth. A mouthful of pungent blood gushed out and floated in the air, turning into blood mist.

"Heh-ah-ha-"

Heisenberg really couldn't stand up and resume his fighting posture immediately, at least for a while.

However, Alsim, who had been concentrating on the battle, didn't realize it until then.

Not only the three teeth that were knocked out by his fist, but the perverted SS leader also had other injuries.

The evidence was that the scarlet blood had "dripping, dripping" down the trouser legs just below the heels of the bastard who was half-kneeling and unable to stand up.

Alsim was not confident that his punch could not only knock out three teeth, but also cause the person to have his skin torn and blood shed. His fist was not that powerful.

Thinking of the sudden explosion just now, he recalled how terrifying the huge explosion was that blew him off the wooden bridge.

He could probably figure out what was going on and why it happened. Through the two blows of blade contact and heavy punches, he could roughly judge the current situation. Alsim, ignoring the enemy kneeling on the ground in front of him, was ready to end it all.

"Your game is over. The price is your dog life. I guarantee that your head will be hung on the roof."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

A strange laugh suddenly sounded, and Heisenberg, who was kneeling on one knee with his head down and facing the floor, gradually stood up. His legs were trembling slightly, which did not look like a normal posture.

Looking at the opponent who was already at a disadvantage and still fighting hard, Alsim, who didn't think there was any suspense in this battle, was about to launch another attack. If the bastard's last words were just an awkward laugh, then it should be over.

Heisenberg, who had never put down the heavy knife in his hand from beginning to end, once again restored the contemptuous tone that had just disappeared and spoke quietly again.

"I told you, over and over again, but you always didn't listen and were stupid."

His left hand slowly took off the boat cap on his head that had never changed from beginning to end and threw it away casually. The heavy plate armor bulletproof vest on his torso was then unfastened. The "clang" sound of the two plates of armor on the front and back falling to the ground was like the sound of a bell ringing, going straight into the heart.

"You just don't have the guts to do what you should do. You can only be a loyal mad dog for your master named Malashenko."

"This is the biggest difference between you and me, fellow."

The syringe taken out from the back pocket pierced into the neck fiercely. Heisenberg, who personally put the needle into his own flesh, was full of madness in his eyes. His pair of scarlet killing eyes became more erratic and flickering with the push of the syringe.

The trembling quickly spread from the legs to the whole body, and finally stopped when the syringe in his hand fell to the ground.

"The game is not over yet, the last scene, now, is just about to..."

"It's just begun!"