Chapter 87: Thanksgiving for Compulsory Education

"Sexy pistol!"

The six little ones responded and helped Misda complete the action of reloading the bullets in an instant.

Then, there was a crisp barrage of bullets.

In the firelight, six bullets whistled out.

Under the control of the six little ones, they each changed their tracks, drawing intricate and brilliant arcs in the air.

"Again?"

Victor instinctively felt that things might be a little different from the last time.

But in the face of the six "miniature ballistic missiles" that were in the air in a "ghost beast Brownian motion," he had to calm down and concentrate and concentrate on preparing to respond to the attack.

However, the surprise is...

None of the six bullets were directed at him.

They split into teams and hit three cars parked next to Victor in three different directions at the same time.

To be precise, they hit the fuel tanks of these three cars.

The first bullet tore through the car's iron sheet, and the second shot followed closely behind with a dazzling spark on the inside wall of the fuel tank.

Bang bang bang!

Thunder broke out on the flat ground, and the deflagrated gasoline roared into a terrifying wave of gas.

The invisible blast wave of the explosion, mixed with the oil fire and iron sheets splashing out with the high-pressure air waves, rushed towards Victor, who was at the center of the three explosions, in three different directions at the same time.

"This..."

"So you want to use a massive blast blast to test the limits of my abilities?"

In the face of such an amazing offensive, Victor relieved his heart:

"Hahaha..."

"Idiot, how many more times are you going to try!"

"Whether it's a bullet or an explosion, as long as it's an external attack, it's absolutely impossible to hurt me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shockwave mixed with fire and steel had already bombarded Victor's body.

Victor suddenly appeared one after another, red arrows that grew densely like a forest.

Without exception, these red arrows point outward.

And the invisible impact, the tangible wave of fire, were also guided out by the arrow at this moment, and leaped in the opposite direction.

Finally, the explosion stopped.

There was no more terrifying shockwave in the air, and all that was left was the wreckage of the three smoking and blazing cars, and Victor unscathed.

"Is this your last resort?"

Victor smiled coldly.

He picked up a piece of broken iron from the ground and held it in the palm of his hand like a dagger:

"Enough, I'm not interested in wasting time with you."

"The next moment, I'm going to cut off your head!"

"Haha."

Misda smiled bitterly:

"That's really my best trick."

"But, be careful, this trick has only just begun."

"What?"

Victor was slightly stunned, and suddenly had an extremely bad premonition in his heart.

And at this moment, a shrill buzz suddenly sounded in the underground garage: "Jingle bell bell bell-"

"What is this?"

Victor subconsciously reacted: "Fire alarm? ”

"That's right!"

Misda leaned on the car behind her, a triumphant smile on her blood-stained lips:

"As a public place, there must be a fire prevention system in the underground garage of the mall."

"As soon as the smoke is thick, the stimulated smoke alarm will sound the fire alarm."

"And then..."

"The sprinkler system on the ceiling opens the valve and sprays a lot of water mist down."

As soon as the words fell, it was as if Misda had mastered some kind of ability to call the wind and rain...

There was a strange sound of water surging from the top of the underground garage, and then one after another orderly arrangement of shower heads opened the valves, spraying a large number of water droplets downward.

And just like that, there was a pouring rain in the sky.

The originally dry ground has also been transformed into a water town because of the "raindrops" that quickly accumulated.

"Water... Water?! ”

Victor suddenly thought of something.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the broken cable that had fallen to the ground earlier:

It still fell silently to the ground, but the ground was not the same dry ground as before.

The stagnant water flooded the ground, and the cable that leaked electricity was infiltrated.

"Damn it!"

For the first time, Victor looked frightened.

After turning from an abuser to a "victim", his performance was even more flustered and ridiculous than the rookie Misda at the beginning:

"He wants to use water as a conductor to direct electricity to me!!"

"That's right."

Victory and defeat reversed, and there was no fear in Misda's voice:

"Since all 'active attacks' will be bounced off by you, then..."

"I'll let you step on the leaky water and 'attack' yourself!"

At this moment, the entire underground garage was submerged in water.

There is water in the air, water on the walls, and rising leakage water on the ground.

No matter which way he went, he couldn't escape the electrified waterlogged area, and he couldn't bounce it all away.

After all...

It is he who will stand on this earth, in this stagnant water.

Strictly speaking, it was he who "attacked" the water, but it was not the water that attacked him.

Moreover, the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the strong in the world is better than water.

Even if he does have the ability to bounce through the stagnant water, it will naturally regather as soon as it is ejected.

In the face of the endless and endless tidal offensive, no matter how strong the sustainability of his stand-in is, how long can he hold on?

"It's over!"

Looking at the stagnant water surrounded in all directions, and the lightning that loomed in the stagnant water, Victor completely fell into despair:

"There's this electrified water everywhere..."

"I, I have no way to escape!"

At the last moment of his life, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Misda with his scarlet and bloodshot eyes:

"Crazy, you madman!"

"Now the entire underground garage has become an electrified water, even if I can't escape, you can't escape yourself!"

"Damn..."

"Am I going to die like this?!"

"Nope."

Misda shook her head with a relaxed expression:

"It's not the same fate, you will only be electrocuted next."

Although the electrified water was constantly approaching his feet, there was no trace of panic on Misda's face:

"Victor, do you think I was just running away?"

"No, I was in a 'strategic turn', moving into a place where I could avoid the electric shock—"

"That's it, in Bugarati's car!"

With that, Misda pulled out the keys and pulled open the door of the car behind her.

Then, before the leaking water flooded his feet, Misda hurried into the car and closed the door.

Eventually, the water was completely submerged.

A powerful electric current passes through the rain-soaked tires and unreservedly conducts it to the metal body of the car.

But Misda, who was sitting in the car, was unscathed.

He unhurriedly fastened his seat belt, held the steering wheel, and then turned his head to look out the window:

"Ahhhh

Victor, whose feet were soaked in leaking electricity, let out a terrible wail.

The powerful electricity trampled through its body like a galloping horse, leaving only a scorched black.

His body twitched under the electric shock, and his consciousness was blurred by the intense pain.

But even so, Victor still struggled to look at the unharmed Misda, and asked silently with his eyes full of grief and doubt: "Why, why are you okay?" ”

Before his consciousness was permanently lost, he finally got the answer he wanted:

"Because I have cars available, and all the cars around you have been blown up by me."

"Cars have a fully enclosed metal shell, and a grounded enclosed metal casing can actually play an "electrostatic shielding" effect, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a large lightning rod."

"I hate studying so much, but I have to say..."

"I have to thank compulsory education."

Misda silently thanked the school he had been so tired of, and the physics teacher who made his head flutter:

"Thank you for giving me an idea of how a Faraday cage works."