God is fair to everyone, and when you have achieved great things in strength, you will inevitably be weaker in agility.

It's like God will close the door for you while opening a window for you, and this chicken soup has encouraged countless frustrated people for decades.

But there are always people who are keen to find loopholes in this sentence, such as saying that it doesn't say how big your windows are, how big your doors are, or even how big your house is.

When you foolishly think that God is fair to you and has opened a window for you, you may be surprised to learn that even though the windows are open, some people have windows that are bigger than the whole house of others combined.

At this point,

Bell finally understood this truth in the midst of being knocked down continuously.

Although the difference in size seems to be a bit big, Bale can see from several encounters that the opponent should also be a player who is known for his strength, after all, in several head-to-head confrontations, Ryan has not fallen behind,

It's just that

To Bell's confusion,

Since you're all power players, why are you still so fast?

Looking at the constantly floating figure in front of him, Bell felt the deep malice of the whole world, and before he could get up from the ground again, the figure suddenly approached him again.

"Bang."

A ferocious blow slammed directly into Bell's jaw, bouncing his heavy body upwards before falling to the ground again.

"Tsk, it's really beaten."

Seeing that Bell seemed impossible to get up again for a while,

Ryan finally stopped on top of an abandoned piece of equipment, rubbed his somewhat sore wrist, and muttered helplessly.

Although Bell's muscles didn't bring any substantial improvement to his striking power, he did make a full contribution in terms of striking resistance.

If you just change to a mafia,

He should have been beaten to death by himself a long time ago, but he could still lie on the ground gasping for breath, and even gasping for breath more than himself.

"Whew."

"Whew."

"Whew."

After a fierce struggle, there was finally a brief period of peace in the abandoned factory, and there seemed to be only heavy gasps left in the entire space.

If old man Nicholas is here,

He may subconsciously think that it is another couple of men and women who are reluctant to open the room and sneak in.

fortunately

This slightly eerie atmosphere did not last long, and a slight noise sounded at the entrance of the factory, as if someone had found the previous movement.

"You're here."

Ryan didn't look back and said directly,

After all, in his consciousness, in addition to himself and the stupid big man, the rest of the people here should be Tom Hardy or Venom.

It's just that

As soon as Ryan's words fell, the hairs on his body stood on end in an instant, a kind of killer's keen sense of danger.

"Knock knock. Knock knock. ”

In a trance,

Ryan even found that in the corner of his field of vision, bursts of flashing red lights appeared, just like a reminder on the screen when the hero was attacked in the game.

There was no time left for Ryan to surprise,

Ryan hadn't even had time to figure out if the red lights were real or his own delusion.

“biu！”

A bullet flew almost past Ryan's scalp.

If you hadn't been able to hide quickly,

Now it is estimated that I am already on the next journey of crossing, provided that there is a next time.

Ryan propped one hand on the ground, the other hand wiped the fine cold sweat on his forehead, and gritted his teeth in pain as he touched the wound.

Slightly tilted head,

Ryan discovers that it is not Venom who appears at the door of the abandoned factory, but the man with the beast's pupils to Jin.

"You're coming."

Bell lay in a pool of blood, smiling heartily at the sight of Wolfe.

Although he has thick skin and a lot of blood, he can't withstand Ryan's toss, and if he continues to toss like this, he feels that he will soon go down to see his long-dead father.

"Hand over that thing, or I'll take your body."

A scarlet light bloomed from the depths of Worf's pupils, which was not a precursor to pink eye, but an ability he had since he was a child, which could directly allow him to see the so-called murderous aura, and even smell the special smell of that murderous aura.

Although this ability cannot directly improve his combat effectiveness,

However, it can bring a lot of help to his battle, such as finding the location of the target, or judging the general strength of the opponent by the murderous aura emanating from the opponent's body.

It's just that

Ryan's current situation was a bit confusing to Worf, and it was the first time he had seen this happen since he was a child.

In his perception,

Ryan was surrounded by an almost crimson murderous aura all over his body, but this murderous aura was not stable, but like a light bulb in the night light, flickering,

This feeling of coming and going makes him a little uncomfortable, like the feeling of being stuck in a card when watching a video.

"As I said, that thing has already been handed over."

Ryan repeated his previous words,

At the same time, his body bent slightly in an arc, ready to respond to the opponent's attack at any time.

Just a simple comparison,

The difference between Wolf and Bell can be seen, although the two have almost the same status internally, but in terms of danger, Ryan feels that three Bells are not worth one Wolf.

This somewhat ordinary-looking middle-aged man is like a wolf lurking in the grass, ready to strike a fatal blow at you inadvertently.

"I believe it." Wolf nodded solemnly and continued, "So I can only bring your body back. ”

After that,

Wolf flickered in his hand, and a wolf-silver pistol appeared in his right hand at some point, like a wolf's fangs finally showing.

"Bang."

Ryan instantly felt a bullet lock onto him,

As the red frame appears in the field of vision again, one flips over and jumps off the discarded device, using the middle obstacle to fend off the opponent's ranged attack.

"Do you think I'm going to go in and fight you in hand-to-hand combat?"

A grim smile appeared at the corner of Worf's mouth,

As he pulled the trigger in his hand, he pulled out two magazines from the inside of his coat with his other hand, and through the arc of his coat, Ryan could clearly see that there were full pistol magazines in his clothes.

"I'm afraid this special code is not a pervert!"

Hiding behind a device,

Ryan complained aggrievedly as he endured the sound of bullets flying in his ears.

This way of playing,

I don't let people play!

"Keep hiding, I can spend the whole day with you." Wolf shouted a little perverted at the door, he seemed to enjoy the one-sided crushing.

"You think you're Steve Rogers?"

Ryan complained, just about to lower his head to rest and rest, and when he was fighting a protracted battle with the other party, he suddenly saw scrap metal all over the ground, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"Whew!"

A breaking wind suddenly sounded from where Ryan was hiding,

Wolf subconsciously raised his head, only to see a palm-sized piece of iron flying towards him.