Chapter 175 I Like You Very Much (4200)

Ouch!

A low growl came from No. 4's throat. His footsteps hit the ground heavily, leaving a deep pit every time he stepped on it.

As cement splashed, his huge body rushed over.

The long-handled battle ax in his hand, which was 1.7 meters long, was slashing with great force. The sharp and exaggerated ax blade seemed to split the air.

Thick mist split along the battle ax to both sides.

"The momentum is good...but the speed is too slow..."

Zoro, wearing jeans, still stood there, as if he didn't take No. 4 seriously at all. He just watched quietly as the huge, bunker-like figure rushed over. At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly turned silver, as if white light was spitting out.

"Psychic power. Rapid-fire engine!"

Solo's right hand holding the gun suddenly blurred.

"Psychic shock bomb!"

"Psychic penetrating bullet!"

"Psychic explosive bomb!"

"Psychic spin bomb!"

"..."

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

All the gunshots were fired together, as if Solo had fired only one shot. But in fact, six bullets hit No. 4's powerful body at the same time, causing an explosion like light and shadow.

Thump thump thump!

No. 4 ran backwards at a high speed, each step leaving a crack on the cement floor. He groaned, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his ferocious mouth. In just an instant, all six bullets detonated, violently pouring firepower on No. 4's strong body.

Moreover, each bullet hits a different location.

Any position on No. 4's body can maximize the effect of that bullet. For example, the shock bomb was hit on the knee in an attempt to destroy the balance; the explosive bomb was hit on No. 4's weapon-holding hand in an attempt to disarm; the penetrating bullet was hit in the throat, which is the fatal point for most creatures with necks.

If it weren't for the rich beast blood in No. 4's body, his body would be far stronger than usual after becoming an orc. I'm afraid all of Zoro's goals will succeed, and No. 4 will be more than just slightly injured.

"You are proud enough to be able to take six of my bullets at the same time." Zoro's eyes returned to their normal state and he said calmly.

The golden gun body in his hand turned silver again, and the feather-like lines on the back of the barrel also dimmed.

With a flick of his finger, the spring nest opened with a click.

It clicked shut again in an instant.

Zoro completed the reload at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Haha, there are indeed two brushes. But you are carrying three oil bottles, and my team has already surrounded you."

Number 4 nailed the battle ax in his hand to the ground, stretched out his big purple hand and casually picked out a bullet fragment from his chest.

The fog surged behind him, and in an instant a dozen black figures appeared on the concrete avenue. The stiff and ferocious faces looked at Solo, and the solemn atmosphere gradually spread.

"Damn it, let me die!"

The magician was roaring in his heart, and he felt like he was about to collapse. It was like being roasted in a big furnace, and the clothes on my body were completely wet with sweat.

Too many...too many steam golems!

He had forgotten how many steam golems he had encountered, it was like stabbing the steam golem's nest. Demon dolls are constantly being refreshed next to them, and then they rush towards them with a very clear target.

The magician has almost squeezed his telekinesis ability to the limit. If the telekinesis power in his mind is compared to a stream, then this stream has dried up. But I don't know if it was because of his strong desire to survive, but the magician was still able to squeeze out some mental power for emergency use when he encountered danger several times in the future. He himself felt very magical.

Even in this terrifying situation of walking a tightrope between life and death, the magician vaguely felt that his telepathy had improved and was almost breaking through the original bottleneck.

However, if he had a choice, he would rather not have such mental progress and just want to survive safely.

"call……"

A cloud of cold mist appeared not far away again, and the steam golem inside came out, with red light in its eyes like a searchlight.

"Again!" the magician wailed and ran wildly again.

He staggered out of the forest, came to the spacious and flat cement road, and then ran non-stop in the direction of the villa.

Behind him, the steam golem was smashed into two halves by a brutally charging figure, and rubble fell from the sky like raindrops.

Card Xiu stopped in the clearing in the forest. He glanced at the left and right sides, and saw two more groups of gray and black mist gradually forming.

It doesn’t take much thinking to figure out that it’s a steam golem.

The entire Anta Mountains seem to have undergone some changes, and inferior imitations of these decadent knights are constantly being born with an astonishing density. He destroyed at least two dozen along the way.

If you take a bird's eye view of the entire Anta Mountains from a high altitude.

In fact, the density of steam golems is not very high. The range of their birth is two parallel lines, winding and twisting. And it happened to coincide with the direction that Magician Cardiff and the other three were heading.

In other words.

The steam golem was born by being attracted by the breath of three people.

Going a little deeper, the steam golem was born by being attracted to Kashiu's life essence. If it were just two people, Magician and Catwoman, they would be attracted to the sky.

How could there be thirty or forty of them like now?

Cardiff thought steam golems were a common phenomenon, but in fact he was the culprit. If the magician knew, he would definitely be very grateful to him. He broke through the bottleneck of telekinesis between life and death again and again. What a dramatic and heroic plot!

Bang!

The soles of your feet lightly touch the ground.

Kaxiu flew out at high speed, scratched the tree with his hands, and turned slightly. He suddenly appeared on the road outside, his shoes stepping on the hard concrete ground.

Ten meters in one swoop, quite easy.

He looked up at the sky, the tiny stars twinkled, and the white jade sickle moon was suspended in the sky. The soft light sprinkled on people's shoulders, accompanied by the cool evening breeze, giving people a soft and peaceful feeling, and an inexplicable silence in the heart.

In front of him, a black street lamp stood beside the road.

The light was dim, dimly illuminating the leaves on the road, and a few weeds grew hard between the cracks in the road.

Kaxiu took a few steps forward and then stopped.

Around the black street lamp, at the edge of the woods next to the driveway. A long-haired man in a gray windbreaker leaned against a tree trunk, lowering his head and clicking something.

The palm of his hand seemed to be a silver metal pocket watch.

Kaxiu raised his eyebrows. A bunch of steam puppets appeared in the Anta Mountains. The density was amazing. Almost one appeared every 100 meters. This man in front of him came out at night?

Do you think he is not dying fast enough?

He casually patted the stone powder on his hair, took a few steps forward, and said: "Hey, it's dangerous around here. Don't stay here for a long time. By the way, what time is it now?"

"Click."

The silver pocket watch cover in the long-haired man's hand closed.

"Do you have the breath of steam puppets?" He straightened up slightly, tall and thin. His facial features were deep and his temperament was cold. His long black hair was draped behind the collar of his windbreaker.

The cold wind blew, and the ends of his hair fluttered slightly in the air.

Flirtatious, this was Kaxiu's first impression. And there was an unquestionable feeling in his tone, just like a superior person talking to an inferior person, revealing a hint of arrogance from the essence.

Seeing Kaxiu silent, the long-haired man glanced over again.

"Answer my question. He is just an ordinary human being, why does he have the aura of a puppet?"

He still said the same thing, and gently opened the silver pocket watch in his hand. The long-haired man looked at the time on the dial again.

Kaxiu listened to the other party's tone and smiled coldly: "You haven't answered my question just now, what time is it now?"

"Hehe..." The long-haired man laughed inexplicably, as if he didn't expect someone to dare to talk to him like this. He suddenly became interested: "If you want to see the time, come and see it yourself..."

Kaxiu said nothing, but walked over silently and took off his newly bought black coat.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?" The long-haired man was a little curious.

"Oh, I like this coat very much, I'm afraid it will get dirty."

Boom! ! !

A terrifying figure stood in the moonlight, and on the surface of the swollen body, the blood vessels seemed to be twisted and bouncing steel wires. The high bulging rock white muscles were like a layer of the heaviest armor, interpreting the ultimate strength and beauty. From a distance, it looked like a killing machine, a rock-white giant.

Under the giant's left armpit, there was a small black jacket.

The black shadow, as if from an ancient beast, completely enveloped the long-haired man. He was not even as thick as the shadow's arm.

"I..." The long-haired man widened his eyes.

Bang!

The surging shock wave turned into airflow and rushed away. The surrounding leaves rustled and the ground shook as if a steamroller was passing by.

"You are quite rich. You wear three rings on your hands. You are so showy like a nouveau riche." Kaxiu stood up slightly and picked up the silver pocket watch on the ground. There was a skull on the dial.

"The watch is not bad. It belongs to me."

With a click, the cover of the watch opened like a clam shell. The fine metal shafts and gears inside turned slowly. The door light emitted a dim light in the yellow glass. The structure of the pocket watch was complex and delicate.

The smooth dial showed: 10:20 pm.

"By the way, what did he ask me just now?"

Kaxiu muttered to the twitching mass on the ground, then took a step and put on his coat again.

Behind him, the entire concrete driveway collapsed in half, and spider-web-like black cracks densely climbed out to both sides for more than ten meters. In the center of the radial cracks, a pit collapsed deeply, and inside was a bloody object.

Near the villa, fierce fighting is still going on.

But there are fewer people on the battlefield. In addition to the corpses lying on the ground, Ali and the other three are missing. Solo just broke out and covered the three brats to leave.

On the road, only the fourth team of the White Skull Organization was left to besiege Solo. More than a dozen powerful new humans with various abilities came out together, firmly suppressing Solo.

Whoosh!

The black shadow chopped heavily on the ground with a whistling sound.

The heavy axe blade directly split a huge gap in the ground, and the gravel at the gap bounced off and hit the tough jeans.

"Solo, is all you can do is hide? Do you have the guts to take my axe head on!" the tall shadow with a dog's head and a human body shouted.

"Then stand still and let me shoot a full-power telekinetic bullet!" Solo stepped lightly, and moved around like a butterfly under the attack of the crowd, with the corners of his clothes flowing and unrestrained.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not embarrassed.

Every time Solo moved his feet, the revolver in his hand would sound. Telekinetic bullets with different effects flew wildly, with amazing power. Since the beginning of the battle, at least three members of the fourth team have died under bullets.

This is Solo's own telekinetic gun fighting technique, which combines telekinetic body movements and gun skills. It can make each bullet appear in an unexpected position, with sharp trajectory, and even change direction at a critical moment. And the power of the bullet is far beyond the ordinary.

It is amplified by different telekinetic effects and is unpredictable.

This is also the reason why he can still handle the siege of multiple powerful enemies with ease. Of course, Solo is still vigilant at this moment. Because the one who is entangled with him now is just a captain-level figure and a small team.

In addition, the White Skull Organization has at least sent out two captains this time, and their rankings are very high. They are No. 5, No. 4 and No. 2, both of which are stronger than Captain No. 6 last time.

If any two of the captains join forces, Solo will definitely be defeated immediately. Even if it is No. 2, there is no need to join forces at all. Solo is not absolutely sure in a one-on-one fight.

After all, the fallen angel Miguel is the man second only to the No. 1 leader of the White Skull Organization. Miguel has been notorious for more than a decade. There are five "A"-level new humans who have died in his hands, and even more who have not been recorded. It can be said that he is extremely bloodthirsty and powerful. Five years ago, three "A"-level new humans besieged Miguel, but one of them was killed in return.

The other two were seriously injured and suffered heavy losses.

Facing such a master, Solo was not confident enough.

During this trip to the Anta Mountains, the Silver Organization also had masters hiding in the dark, and it is estimated that they have begun to try to make a move at this moment.

I hope they don't run into the fallen angel Miguel.

More support from the Silver Organization is on the way. After confirming yesterday that the third captain is Miguel, Solo has notified the organization. But unfortunately, the Silver Organization will arrive tomorrow morning.

"Haha, no need to hide, I can see the worry in your eyes! Number Two should have already slaughtered those ants in your Silver Organization. It won't take long for him to..."

Suddenly, in the fog on the right side of the road, a burst of hurried footsteps came and interrupted Number Four's words. A moment later, a half-cat, half-human figure appeared in everyone's sight. A few seconds later, a disheveled magician also rushed over.

The two of them froze in place when they saw the fierce battle scene in front of them. The clock logo on the arms of these men in black was extremely conspicuous. It turned out to be the notorious White Skull Organization!

Catwoman turned her head stiffly and looked at the tall figure of Captain No. 4: "White Skull, Battle Axe Qui-Gon!"

"It's over... It's really over this time..."

The magician muttered to himself, his eyes dull. He also recognized the extreme organization White Skull among the new humans. The scene in front of him was very obvious. He would definitely be killed by the White Skull.

Ta-ta-ta...

Another hurried footsteps came from the gray-black fog.

A tall young man in a black coat strode over, still playing with a silver pocket watch in his hand.

He glanced at Solo and the people of the White Skull Organization.

Finally, his eyes fixed on the magician.

"Hey, what's your name? I like you..."