The severed cable had already touched his back because of Victor's carelessness.

A high-voltage electric field is formed at the speed of light, and conductive particles in the body begin to move directionally from the point of shock to the grounding point, producing chemical damage that can destroy the molecular structure of cells, as well as a powerful thermal effect that can burn the human body into charcoal.

It is basically impossible for ordinary people to escape from such an attack.

However, just as poison doesn't kill you instantly...

Although the formation of an electric field is the speed of light, it takes a certain amount of time for the flowing conductive particles to cause enough lethal damage to the human body.

This time is very short, maybe only half a second.

But...

"That's enough!!"

The moment the electricity began to riot in his body, the disdainful smile appeared on Victor's face again:

"Red Beacon, flick this cable for me!"

In the next moment, the red arrow suddenly protruded from Victor's back.

The cable flew out of the empty air behind it in the direction of the arrow.

Then, the circuit connection was interrupted, and the conductive particles that had just been stirred up in Victor's body came to an abrupt end.

Eventually, the cable that had been bounced off fell to the ground weakly.

While the blue and white glow of the cable breaks was still terrifying, they could only be used to scorch the cement on the floor.

"W-What?"

Misda's face instantly stiffened.

He had only been handsome for less than a second, and things began to develop in an unexpectedly bad place.

"Hehe, surprised?"

Victor flicked the cable and jumped forward.

It was only at this time that the slight paralyzing sensation in his body due to the electrical stimulation finally occurred in his brain due to the delay of the nerves.

"Tsk..."

"You can think of attacking me with electricity, but you impress me."

"But, you're still too tender!"

Victor walked two meters away from the dangerous cable before he smiled and explained:

"Indeed, I have no way to manipulate the direction of what is in my body, and I am not immune to the attack of electric currents."

"But if you can't manipulate the current, can't you manipulate the cable?"

"Don't forget..."

"That cable, it fell from the ceiling!"

"This means that the moment it touches my body, it still has kinetic energy converted from gravitational potential energy on it!"

He casually moved his slightly paralyzed shoulder:

"It's like the 'force' that bounced off your fist before."

"I just need to change the direction of the 'force' that exists on that cable, and this 'force' will leave my body with the cable."

For Victor, electric shocks do amount to the "real damage" that cannot be defended.

However, the process of throwing the cable at him is undoubtedly a "physical attack" that can be absolutely defended.

"Oops, mistaken!"

Misda finally realizes the huge hole in her plan:

He is not an electric shock that can discharge electricity in the void, and if you want to attack the enemy with electricity, you must attack indirectly with the help of charged objects.

And this charged object is essentially no different from a bullet or a fist except for being "electrified".

As long as he tries to connect an electrified object to Victor, that object will definitely carry kinetic energy because of its movement, creating a 'force' that can be manipulated by the other party.

"Damn..."

"Isn't this still 'invincible'?!"

At this moment, despair struck me again.

The counterattack was a complete failure, the electric shock was completely ineffective ...

He is like a mobile game player who finally filled up the character equipment but found that the dog planned to directly open a new version of cutting leeks, no matter how hard he struggled, he would never be able to catch the victory that seemed to be only a stone's throw away.

There is no doubt that this is a desperate situation within a desperate situation.

But Misda had come to her senses.

Even in such despair, he did not give up looking for hope:

"Think, can't stop thinking!"

"As long as the brain is working, there is hope!"

Misda struggled to suppress the fear in her heart, and tried her best to think of a way for the Jedi to fight back.

By this time, Victor had already approached, and with his playful eyes, he destroyed Misda's last will:

"You've done a great job."

"Unfortunately, that's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw a punch at Misda.

Because of the presence of the red vanity, his ability in hand-to-hand combat can be called invincible.

Misda had no way to fight back, so he staggered back to protect himself.

"Cut... Want to run away? ”

Looking at Misda, who had retreated from Queen Cang, Victor pursed his lips disdainfully:

"It's a bit of a hassle to deal with you guy who can't use a gun."

"But if you want to take advantage of the advantage of being immune to ranged attacks and run away from me on one leg, you would be very wrong!"

"Unfortunately, Uncle Ben is also very confident in his running skills."

As he spoke, Victor slammed his foot to the ground and leaped to his feet in a very ordinary running stance.

At the same time, a red arrow crept out at the bottom of his feet.

In the final analysis, the reason why people are able to run is because of the reaction force exerted by the ground on the human body when they push the ground with their feet.

And this reaction force is also an "external attack" that can be manipulated by Victor.

"The skill of running at high speed is to adjust the body posture and maximize the propulsion of the reaction force on the body."

"And I can precisely adjust the direction of the reaction force so that it is in perfect harmony with my body!"

Victor's body shot out like a cheetah.

As a professional killer, although he looks thin and weak, in fact, his internal muscle strength is not inferior to that of an athlete who has been trained for many years.

Coupled with the precise control of the reaction force, he showed a sprint skill that outperformed the Olympic champion.

Misda was powerless to resist.

He only fled two or three meters backwards before he was caught up by Victor from behind.

Then, there is a fist that is absolutely unstoppable and unstoppable.

"Ahh

Misda spat out another mouthful of blood, and then fell headlong to the ground.

His head slammed into the hard concrete floor, blood pouring out.

Victor, like an old cat teasing mice, did not wait for Misda to lie down, and suddenly flew out with a powerful shot, kicking heavily into the fragile and soft abdomen of the human body.

Another scream.

Like a spinning top being hammered, Misda rolled straight on the ground several times before she crashed into the wheel of a car and stopped.

He fumbled to the wheels of the car, wiped the blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

"Still have the strength to stand up?"

Victor was slightly surprised.

He's a professional killer, and his shots can be described as deadly.

Putting aside the "counter-injury" that Misda had brought on himself, he had just hit the back of the neck with a heavy punch that accelerated his run, and then kicked the chest and abdomen where the vital organs were gathered with all his strength.

If an ordinary person is hit like this twice, I am afraid that he will already have internal organ bleeding and spine fracture.

But Misda not only did not lose his mobility, but also stubbornly got back on his feet.

"It's like a cockroach."

"I'm sick to death."

Victor's expression was full of disgust:

"Even though you're so weak, you still don't want to die obediently... It's disgusting! ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Misda spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to adjust her breathing:

"Cockroaches, weak? Heh..."

"This kind of 'weak' thing has never been defeated by a 'strong' human."

He raised the revolver, the one that was still clutched tightly in his hand when he had been brutally beaten and violently trampled:

"Now defeated..."

"Actually, it's you!"