"Since you are so keen to send us to Heaven, let me send you to the resting place first."

Franklin D. Roosevelt floated in mid-air, staring coldly at Liao.

Liao Yu half-bent over, stared at Roosevelt and said in a deep voice: "You are so cold-blooded, watching your two companions die tragically, and you are not willing to help." ”

"When did I watch two of my companions die tragically." Under the influence of necromancy, Roosevelt's voice was like a broken bellows, which made people feel uncomfortable to listen to.

"I've only been there in the park, and if you've not been there, how can you get my eyes on me from thousands of New Yorkers."

While Liao Yu said this, his eyes were always fixed on Roosevelt's hands. According to previous observations, although the necromantic light around Roosevelt can block most of the bullets autonomously, he still needs to raise his hand when attacking, and this detail may be the key to whether he can survive.

Roosevelt tugged at the rotten corners of his mouth: "Well, you have a point. But those two fools are dead when they die, do you still need me to avenge them? You, I'm interested in how you found out about our plans, and I'm sure they should have a way of getting something out of your head. ”

"Really? I'm afraid this will disappoint you, and I'm afraid that a weak college student like me can't resist your soul-searching magic......"

Before Liao Yu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Roosevelt's response at all, and his legs suddenly jumped towards the pile of debris piled up in the alley.

A grim smile appeared on Roosevelt's miserable green face, and he didn't let go, and raised his hand to blast Liao Yu's legs. Spiritual magic only needs the brain and soul to be complete, as long as the legs of the Chinese in front of him are broken, the rest is not at his mercy.

It's just that Liao Yu, who has the ability to pierce the soul, really can't detect Roosevelt's tracking?

After discovering that a certain zombie president appeared nearby during the conversation, Liao Yu immediately thought about the worst, deliberately slowed down, and chose a suitable battle location through the glass on the way out. Judging from the magical light floating outside the field of vision, even if it is not Roosevelt, I am afraid that it is most likely the same type of magic-type zombie president.

Based on this judgment, Liao Yu finally chose this alley full of debris near the building.

This alley is not only the sneak attack location chosen by Roosevelt, but also the counterattack location selected by Liao Yu for a long time on the Clarion Daily building!

At this moment, after noticing Roosevelt's raised hand, Liao Yu stepped on the ground violently, forcibly changed direction, and directly leaned under Roosevelt's wheelchair. The magic beam from Roosevelt's hand narrowly scraped past Liao Yu's shoulder, creating a blood groove on Liao Yu's left shoulder.

Liao Yu let out a cold breath, gritted his teeth and pulled through a small bag of building materials and garbage in the alley, and threw it at Roosevelt's face from the bottom up.

"Do you think you can escape the fate that will come by relying on these tricks?" Roosevelt roared with a hideous, twisted grin, his hands ready to split to the sides and tear the unsightly garbage bag in half.

However, in his blind spot, Liao Yu did not take the opportunity to escape, but flew up and kicked a bag of sand in the corner at Roosevelt again, and he quickly bent down and turned to the building materials piled up next to him.

In order to lure Roosevelt into the bait, Liao Yu specially chose the nearest alley that met the conditions. At this moment, it is rare that Roosevelt did not choose to do it with himself on the wide street, and how could he mess with himself. Running into an open street without any obstacles is undoubtedly lifeless for Liao Yu, who has no long-range attack ability.

Since there is no hope of escape, the only way to live is to die. With the courage to face death, you can win a chance to survive!

When Roosevelt regained his gaze, the young man was no longer in sight. Roosevelt was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed dramatically and he tried to fly upward, but a strong force from under the wheelchair pulled him in place.

Liao Yu deliberately chose this alley, in exchange for a chance to get close, how could he let him go easily. When the sandbag once again blocked Roosevelt's vision, Liao Yu stepped on the construction frame on the side with all his strength with his left leg, and the whole person rose into the air, and the elbow steel pipe he picked up with his right hand hung Roosevelt's wheelchair.

After feeling the power of the wheelchair, Liao Yu was relieved.

Judging from the combat performance of the previous three presidents and the attitude of S.H.I.E.L.D., the strength of the three should not be much different, since Roosevelt can control the necromantic energy to fly, then his strength will definitely not be too strong!

While Roosevelt was looking down, Liao Yu exerted his right hand, taking the point where the wheelchair was hanging as the axis, and Roosevelt went up and down, and the whole person was thrown behind Roosevelt like a big bird, and with all his strength, the broken glass of his left hand was fiercely inserted into Roosevelt's back!

"Ahh The sudden pain caused Roosevelt to scream.

Liao Yu, who was hanging behind Roosevelt, did not fluctuate, and indifferently twisted the broken glass of his left hand, as if the palm of his blood-drenched left hand was still intact.

Roosevelt tried to reverse his hands and completely tear apart the cunning man behind him, the sharp pain in his back had already made him lose his mind. He was more desperate to see the creature's broken body than the secret in his head.

"I'm going to tear and shred, your, my body little by little!"

However, before Roosevelt could put his palm behind him, Liao Yu unexpectedly let go of the steel pipe, and his right hand passed under his right arm like lightning, clamping his right wrist and making it difficult for him to move.

From the scene he saw when he first entered this world, Liao Yu was always simulating in his mind how to deal with a zombie president like Roosevelt.

Fortunately, Liao Yu had practiced martial arts for his body, otherwise he would not have been able to do this series of actions.

However, Liao Yu could only grab one of Roosevelt's right hands at most, and in the face of Roosevelt's backward left hand, Liao Yu continued to cut Roosevelt with broken glass with his left hand expressionlessly, but in his heart, he suddenly launched the skill of soul piercing.

Roosevelt suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, and the whole person, including the wheelchair, instantly lost the ability to float in the air and fell to the ground.

Liao Yu adjusted his posture in mid-air, trying to crush Roosevelt under him, while preparing to launch the soul piercing again. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Liao Yu desperately fell and injured himself, and also used a short opportunity to suppress Roosevelt in one fell swoop.

Syllable! Syllable!

However, at this moment, two slight noises suddenly sounded in the alley. Liao Yu only felt that there was a traction behind him and Roosevelt at the same time, and they were separated forcefully and skillfully.

At the moment of separation, Liao Yu gripped the glass piece of his left hand extremely fiercely, and cut a deep wound on Roosevelt's back from top to bottom, and a large amount of rancid pus and blood immediately sprayed to the ground.

Seeing that Roosevelt was driven by the spider silk behind him to crash into the wall of the alley, unable to move for a while, Liao Yu wanted to take advantage of the victory as soon as he landed, but the stench on his face made his eyes smoky, and he stopped rushing forward, and reluctantly took a step back away from the seriously injured Roosevelt.

Fortunately, Spider-Man, who arrived in the city, had no scruples about this, and swung out of the air, bending his legs and knees against Roosevelt's chest and jaw. With a crisp sound of fractures, Roosevelt's hideous head slowly lowered, and the whole person and the wheelchair slammed down the alley.

Seeing the faint green necromantic light in front of him gradually dissipate in the air, Liao Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his left hand, let the glass piece fall to the ground, sat down on the spot without any image, and opened his mouth to gasp.

"Hi, are you okay?" Spider-Man jumped off the wall smartly, walked up to Liao Yu and bent down and asked.

Liao Yu didn't even have the idea of speaking at the moment, just shook his head silently.

"Okay, that's right, I happened to be around preparing to deal with these zombie presidents, but unfortunately there are too many of them, so I'm a step late, hmm, you're fine."

Liao Yu naturally won't debunk Spider-Man Parker's lies, and it seems that the word Help for help left on the note when he left was not in vain.

Of course, Liao Yu, who has always been thoughtful, naturally does not pin his hopes entirely on others. If Spider-Man is not available at this moment, Liao Yu will have the opportunity to destroy the improvised construction facilities in the alley, and bury Roosevelt in this accident with the help of the ability of soul piercing.

It's just that in this way, Liao Yu himself will inevitably be seriously injured, after all, this is the worst and final plan.

"Well, give me your hand and I'll take care of it for you, I'm worried that there are other magical energies left in the blood of these presidents."

It wasn't until Spider-Man signaled that Liao Yu felt a piercing pain coming from his left hand.

He looked at his bloodied left hand, stunned for a moment, and then got up and handed it to Spider-Man. For dealing with these injuries, the experienced Spider-Man is extremely familiar with it, and using the medical emergency spray on his wrist, he quickly covered the wound in Liao Yu's palm with a layer of flexible protective ointment.

"Okay, you can touch the water here, but don't break the shell. I also need to send Roosevelt back to the cemetery, so I'll go first. ”

"Well, thanks, Spider-Man." Liao Yu barely bothered himself and waved his hand at Spider-Man.

"It's okay, by the way, I'll go to the Watergate Building tomorrow to have a look, you can rest assured, rest early tonight." After Spider-Man finished speaking, he picked up Roosevelt's corpse with one hand and left the alley with a relaxed swing.

Looking at himself in disarray, and then looking at Spider-Man's chic back, Liao Yu had to smile bitterly, patted his clothes and walked to the hotel.

After returning to the hotel, Liao Yu, who was sore all over, hurriedly took a shower and threw himself into the futon.

"Hey, I've got a muscle strain, and I'm going to have to continue tomorrow, it's tough."

Fortunately, at this moment, Liao Yu found that the names of the three presidents in Yanyin had finally been crossed out, which made him feel a little better.

"Wait, 0.5?"

Liao Yu found that the completion of the task at this moment was not the 3 presidents he expected, but 2.5. He thought about it for a moment and roughly understood what Hantang meant. I'm afraid it's because he only played a little role in assisting Truman when dealing with him, so Yan Yin judged that he could only be counted as completing 0.5 indicators.

"Ugh."

In the face of the cold pond that is far above him, what can Liao Yu do except accept all this silently. Talking to Hantang about human rights equality? Liao Yu is very skeptical that there is such a concept in the other party's social system.

He shook his head, put these useless thoughts behind him, reached out to prop up his upper body, and leaned over to the inferior bedside table beside him.

On the cabinet is the ointment he just bought when he came back, I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle tomorrow, Liao Yu is ready to hurry up and apply some medicine to the sore area tonight. As he smeared the medicine, he thought to himself that he was still not used to dealing with these emergencies without the slightest preparation.

"If I had been given enough time to prepare, it would not have been impossible to have the opportunity to complete this task alone, but unfortunately there was no if."

After applying the ointment, Liao Yu lay on the bed in large characters, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

Magic, gunfights, superpowers, these things that he may not have been able to touch in his life actually appeared in his life at the same time today. Unlike the virtual game pod, the imminent death and the wound on his left hand are reminding Liao Yu that this is an extremely real world.

The real world...... Liao Yu muttered to himself. At this time, the bright moon was already hanging high outside the window, and Liao Yu, who was lying alone on the bed, suddenly had a strange illusion, as if the room he was in was a floating island independent of this world, hanging alone outside this space.

I don't know what Luo Ying is doing at this time, I can't imagine that I was really told by Zheng Wei's bastard, and I have to settle accounts with him when I go back, as long as I go back......

Liao Yu thought as he slowly closed his eyes.