Probably the retribution for the drag racing disturbance, Misda has been unlucky since he lost his car in the afternoon.

But now, in the face of the whistling pistol bullets, he faintly felt a hint of luck:

"Guns, is his only means of attack?"

"This kind of thing... It can't hurt me now! ”

Misda's stand-in ability for the sexy pistol is to manipulate the flight trajectory of the bullet, and playing with the pistol in front of him is as ridiculous as playing with a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

The enemy's attempt to injure him with an ordinary pistol is undoubtedly wishful thinking.

“No.2 ，No.3！”

didn't need Misda to give orders, and the stand-in villain No.1 as the captain had already dealt with it heavily and calmly:

"Grab that bullet and kick it back into the enemy's eye!"

“yes！”

The two stand-ins responded and quickly flew in front of Misda after No.1.

The bullet burst through the air, so fast that the metal shell had already rubbed a bright red in the air.

It whistled and hissed, provoking a subtle, piercing scream.

However, the scream suddenly jammed the lower belt.

No.1 used his small arm to push it so lightly, and the menacing bullet turned its horns and rushed to the side like a bull easily played by a matador.

No.2, who was already in position, immediately blocked his teammate's "pass" and kicked back the bullet that had reversed direction with a beautiful action of a powerful shot.

And No.3, who was ready to fire, stepped lightly on the bullet, and the trajectory of the bullet was perfectly corrected to the trajectory of the enemy's eye socket.

"What?"

Victor seems to be "dumbfounded" by Misda's abilities.

He just stood there dumbfounded, letting the bullet that had turned 180 degrees come at his eyes.

However...

The moment the bullet hit Victor's eyeball...

In Victor's eyes, an arrow suddenly appeared, a red, bright, and extremely striking road sign arrow.

This red arrow looks like a two-dimensional plane and a three-dimensional three-dimensional.

It clung to Victor's eye mask and skin, and pointed upwards as it clung to the bullet that had touched Victor's body.

Sou!

The bullet changed its trajectory and grazed Victor's head and soared into the sky.

Eventually, it struck the ceiling upwards, slicing a gaping hole in a thick cable that was 108,000 miles away from the direction of its initial attack.

The bullet finally stopped moving, but Misda and Victor, who had fought for a short time, both widened their eyes:

"You can make the bullets turn?"

"You can make the bullets turn?"

They exclaimed in unison:

"Is it the same type of stand-in?!"

"Is it the same type of stand-in?!"

The two stared at each other, and the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious for a while.

But, soon....

With his piercing gaze, Victor noticed the six small stand-ins floating around Misda's body:

"Six stand-ins about the size of a bullet...

"Could it be that ... Are they the ones who just made the bullet turn? ”

His pupils shrank, his heart moved, and he pulled the trigger on the spot, and fired another bullet at Misda.

"Coming back?"

Before Misda could react from the shock of "the other party has the same ability as his stand-in", his six little stand-ins were already busy working for their rookie masters.

They spontaneously formed a defensive formation, sealing off the space in front of Misda.

Before the second bullet could rush in front of Misda, it was easily kicked back by the six little guys.

Then, what had happened before was repeated.

The bullet hit Victor's throat, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

Because that weird "red arrow" has reappeared.

The moment the bullet touched the body, the arrow protruded from the throat where Victor was in contact with the bullet.

This time, it pointed straight ahead.

The bullet, like a faithful soldier who had heard the general's order, suddenly reversed course the moment the arrow pointed at it, and returned the way it came, bombarding Misda again.

It's a little different from the power of a sexy pistol...

Under the control of the sexy pistol, the bullet is like a heavy train, requiring a certain "turning track" to turn around.

Under the manipulation of the red arrow, the bullet can make a 180-degree turn in place in defiance of inertia like a nimble human.

The former had reluctantly respected "science", but the latter was enough to make Sir Newton angry enough to get up from his coffin.

Of course, regardless of the mode of action, so far they behave the same way:

The arrow bounces back, the villain kicks back...

The bullet was like a ping-pong ball, slamming back and forth between Misda and Victor.

Eventually, the bullet ran out of kinetic energy and fell to the ground, leaving both sides unscathed.

However, despite not causing any effective damage to Misda, Victor already showed a smile that was in his hands:

"Hahahaha."

"I see, your stand-in ability is to let those six little guys help you manipulate the bullets."

He pursed his lips disdainfully:

"Cut. . . I was worried for a while, it turned out to be this useless stand-in! ”

"You?!"

Misda instinctively cheered up for her stand-ins:

"Isn't your ability to manipulate bullets with an 'arrow'? Nothing better than my 'sexy pistol'! ”

"Huh."

Victor smiled noncommittally, "Look." ”

"With your weak stand-in ability, you can't win me!"

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his coat, showed his muscles, and then put the pistol back into his waist in a dashing manner, and clenched his fists in an imposing appearance.

"Is it hand-to-hand combat?"

"Indeed... With the stand-in abilities of the two of us, it doesn't make sense to use a gun again. ”

Looking at the approaching Victor, Misda boldly lowered his revolver.

may be the naivety of the rookie, he didn't perceive the danger at all, but was full of confidence in the next battle:

"That's your mistake, Victor."

"Compared to hand-to-hand combat, I haven't really been afraid of anyone since I was a child!"

This is not Misda's boasting.

Since he was a child, he has a tough body, an iron head like steel, and no matter what kind of chest is broken with a boulder, or a skull with a bat, it is no problem.

With such a good body, even if he doesn't know any professional fighting skills, there are very few people who can beat him in hand-to-hand combat.

So, Misda attacked without fear:

"Hah!"

He let out a loud roar and threw a punch into Victor's face.

But Victor still didn't dodge.

He walked forward slowly, still bombarded by Misda's fist.

"Ahh

Screams echoed in the empty underground garage.

But it was not Victor who was attacked, but Misda, who attacked.

"How, how is it possible..."

Misda clutched her aching fist and staggered back a few steps.

And on Victor, where he had just touched, there was a red arrow sticking out and pointing firmly ahead.

"The force I hit was all bounced back by that arrow!"

Misda's face turned pale:

"Damn... I was mistaken. ”

"This guy's stand-in is not the same as mine at all!"

"Of course not."

Victor smiled slightly, his smile full of the taste of victory:

"Your stand-in ability is nothing more than manipulating the 'direction of the bullet'."

"And my stand-in ability is to manipulate the direction of all external attacks!"

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PS: Stand-in panel

Stand-in name - "Red Van"

Ontology – Victor Axele

Destructive power: E

Speed: E

Range Range: E

Persistence: A

Precision of action: A

Growth: E

Abilities: Appears as a red arrow attached to the body.

By touching the skin, you can change the direction of the "external attack".