Chapter Forty-Eight: Hand-to-Hand
"Die!!"
With a roar, Michael raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Feron and pulled the trigger hard. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info A barrage of bullets came out of the gun and hit the corpse in the rear, sending several splatters of blood. Then the black shadow flashed in front of him, and the next moment Faeron appeared in front of Michael, the scalpel in his hand silently cut through the air, stabbing him in the neck with the shadow of death. At this moment, Michael didn't have time to make any moves, he could only watch this sceneβββ but there was no fear and panic in his eyes, on the contrary, a cold smile appeared.........
The sharp blade had already pierced Michael's skin, and with a little force, it was possible to slice through his trachea............
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, Faeron suddenly tilted his head, only to see a silver-white flash of light fly from his side, leaving a long scar on the wide-brimmed hat. Then Michael roared, his hands clenched into fists, and a left hook slammed into Feron. Feren quickly crouched down and dodged the opponent's attack. Then he slammed his feet on the ground, and the whole person suddenly retreated like lightning with a series of afterimages, and once again distanced himself from Michael.
At this moment, the scalpel was missing from Faeron's hand. On the other side of him, Michael, with a smug smile, stretched out his hand to wipe a wisp of blood from his neck, raised his head, and looked mockingly at Faeron in front of him. Then he raised his right hand and made a teasing gesture to him.
"What's wrong? Aren't you amazing? Now let me see how good you are. β
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However, this time, Pheren did not fight back immediately, he just lowered his head and looked at his right hand. I saw that at the position of the tiger's mouth on his right hand, a blood mark was clearly visible.
"The Able?"
"No, no, no."
Hearing Feron's inquiry, Michael shook his hand proudly.
"I'm not a monster like you, I'm just a person, an ordinary person, understand? Squinting? β
"That's interesting...............
Hearing Michael's answer, Fallon sighed softly. It's no wonder that he is strange, because just now, at the moment when Fei Lun's scalpel stabbed the target, he suddenly felt a powerful impact along the scalpel towards him, if it wasn't for Fei Lun's quick reaction, then I'm afraid he would be unlucky. But.........
"You know what? Black slaves who used to be disobedient would be cut off and skinned. β
As he spoke, Faeron moved his right hand again, and several scalpels swooped out from between his fingers. Then Pheren looked up and looked at Michael with a soft smile.
"I've always wanted to try it, it must feel good, right?"
"I'm going to kill you!!"
Hearing this, Michael also roared, and then he stepped on the ground and jumped forward. I saw that the black man in front of him pounced towards Faren like a bullet out of the chamber. His hands were forward, trying to grab the enemy in front of him. At the same time, Faeron also raised his right hand and threw it forward. With his movements, several sharp scalpels flew out, stabbing Michael in the eyes, neck and heart. Michael, who sensed the danger, instead chose to dodge, instead, he spread his hands and blocked his vital parts. But it didn't work for Feren, his scalpel could easily pierce the fleshy palms and achieve his goal.
It was supposed to be this way, but just as the scalpel hit the target, the accident happened again.
"Whoosh!"
The scalpel that had been stabbing Michael was once again returning at a rapid speed, shooting in the direction of Feron. However, this time, Fei Lun was obviously prepared, and at the same time as he threw out the scalpel, he had already activated [Swift Shadow] and quickly evacuated towards the outside of the tent. And at the same time that Michael rushed to his side and threw his fist forward, Pheren had disappeared into the dense fog like a fish, and disappeared without a trace.
"Bastard!!"
Seeing Feron disappear, Michael was furious, and at this moment he no longer cared about the danger, but rushed headlong into the thick fog.
"Get out of here, banana eating monkey!! Get the out of here, don't hide your head like a, do you hear me?!! β
Pheren did not run away as Michael thought, on the contrary, at this moment, he was hiding not far from Michael with the help of the mist, squinting his eyes, carefully looking at the chimpanzee who was as angry as if someone had robbed him of a banana, and fell into deep thought.
Because Feron noticed that the chimpanzee was a little strange.
There will be a sense between the ability and the ability, especially when activating the ability, as long as the distance is close enough, you will feel something similar to the "small universe" in the comics or the "internal force" in martial arts novels. Of course, this kind of thing cannot be sensed by ordinary people, and only capable people can sense each other.
However, the chimpanzee in front of him is completely different. Before he used his ability, Fei Lun didn't feel anything at all, so Fei Lun would think that he was an ordinary person. But when it came time for him to activate his ability, Faeron felt the aura of power that belonged to the ability. And when he wasn't using his power, this breath was gone?
This is obviously a thing that goes against common sense, just like breathing, usually breathing is gentle, and only when you exercise vigorously will you breathe rapidly. But the chimpanzee in front of him didn't breathe at all as if he was a dead man on a normal day, and it didn't suddenly start breathing until he exercised......... Is this possible?
Of course, there are many kinds of abilities in this world, and perhaps there are indeed such highly hidden abilities. But the conversation with the chimpanzee made Feron suspicious, and judging by the tone of the other party's voice, he seemed to look down on the able. It's so strange that this appears in a person who uses abilities.
Moreover, his ability ......... It's also weird.
Looking at the wounds on the back of Michael's hand and arm that were slowly seeping blood, Faeron couldn't help but move his fingers. His scalpel did damage to his enemies, but what happened next was beyond Feron's expectations. It was not so much some kind of defensive force, but rather the feeling that while his scalpel stabbed the other party, the chimpanzee's ability also acted on the scalpel. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why his scalpel would shoot back at such a fast speed. It didn't look like a reflex, it looked like ...............
Thinking of this, a light flashed in Faeron's eyes, and then he glanced at Michael not far away, and then immediately connected with his most loyal subordinates.
"Delin, please answer when you hear it."
(What's the matter?) Master? οΌ
"How's it going over there?"
(Everything is working fine at the moment, no issues)
"Good."
Hearing this, Fallon nodded, and then looked at Michael in front of him again.
"I need your help."