"Matt!"

In a hurry, Peter accidentally called out Matt's name, while Kilgrave on the side showed a thoughtful expression. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before he could realize his mistake, Peter hurried in the direction where Matt had been knocked away, and if Matt had died under this blow, he would probably never forgive himself.

This brave and unscrupulous meeting was entirely his own fault. After understanding that this was a trap, I still voluntarily fell into it. And after discovering that the other party is also a person with superpowers, Peter still stubbornly did not choose a safer and safer retreat, but confidently chose to fight with the other party. And this series of bad decisions led to the current situation: Matt did not know whether he was alive or dead, and he was afraid that he would soon follow in his footsteps.

Without taking a few steps, Peter had to stop his steps and take a step back. And this one just happened to make him flash the chair that whizzed to him. However, this moment of obstruction gave Luke enough time to adjust his position and stand in front of Peter's path.

"Get out of the way!" Peter's eyes were red. His right hand suddenly stretched out, and the peaceful force suddenly gushed out in its most furious state, killing Luke. Cage froze in place, a mysterious force grabbing his throat and shrinking.

Luke. Cage touched his throat, his face turning red from the momentary lack of oxygen. However, Peter had also reached the limit of his abilities, his eyes were already bloodshot, and the mental power in his mind was rushing like a tsunami. But even so, the invisible force hand that was stuck in Luke's neck could no longer hold down a single bit.

Although he can directly mobilize a large amount of Force power just by relying on his mood swings, the power of pure telekinesis is not much stronger than his own physical strength. No matter how much he tried to concentrate his attention, he couldn't break through Luke. Cage's strongest defense: his skin.

And this brief confinement lasted less than five seconds. Under Luke's roar, the Force prison made by Peter gradually crumbled under the great force of the other party, and was finally completely torn apart by Luke's sudden force. Peter snorted and took two steps back, a dark red stream of blood coming out of his nostrils.

In the case of forcibly using the Force, he was still broken by the opponent directly with brute force, and the mental power backlash caused by this caused him a lot of damage, and at the same time, it also woke Peter up instantly. At this time, he realized what he had just done in impulse. Look at Luke, who has regained his mobility and is rushing towards him. Peter couldn't help but smile wryly.

But he has one last plan.

Gathering all his strength on his still-intact right hand, Peter threw a punch at Luke as he was about to rush in front of him. His physical and mental strength exploded in his fists at the same time, smashing into the ground in front of his feet.

It was almost the equivalent of a punch from a sedan crashing into it at thirty kilometers per hour, and it was certainly not something that the weasel's almost decaying wooden planks could hold. The floor within two meters of Peter had collapsed, and the wooden planks had fallen downstairs with Peter. And Luke, who has one foot in the air, is naturally no exception. His divine power was useless in mid-air, and he could only watch himself get closer and closer to the ground.

Peter, who had fallen one step ahead of him, threw the rope in his hand and wrapped it around a piece of exposed wood on the broken floor. He tugged at the rope as tightly as it could, and Peter's figure flew upwards with the force of the recoil.

Luke stretched out his right hand and tried to grab Peter, who was less than a meter away from him. However, another thought erupted between them, pushing the two of them away a little, and Luke could only watch his fingers run in vain within ten centimeters of Peter's chest. Peter's eyes lit up, and he kicked on Luke's bald head. Using telekinesis to borrow power again in the air, Peter returned to the second floor.

Everything seemed to be in his plan. Damon has fainted, and Luke is trapped downstairs. It will take at least twenty seconds for the other party to arrive.

And those twenty seconds were enough for him to accomplish a lot of things. Kill Kilgrave, for example, and free Damon and Luke from this bastard's grasp!

His face was cold, and all his attention was on Kilgrave on the other side of the room. The other party didn't seem to react to the drastic change just now, and his expression looked a little puzzled. And when he finally understood the situation on the field, he let out a sneer.

For no other reason, Peter's current state is so miserable. His right hand was almost completely wiped out by the blow he had just received. Tiny cracks were already all over the bones of his right arm, and his muscles were swollen from the tearing around, and the bursting of the capillaries gave the skin of his arm an eerie red.

Peter gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain in his right arm that would have caused an adult man to go into shock, and raised his left hand in the direction of Damon's fall.

With the Force in tow, Damon's submachine gun flew into Peter's hands. At this time, Peter's brain had been affected by the Dark Force when he used it just now, and his heart was full of killing intent. He jerked the muzzle of his gun and poured out the remaining bullets from the magazine at Kilgrave.

Although Peter had never used a firearm before, and the recoil generated when he fired the gun was much greater than he had imagined, his accuracy was not bad under the guidance of the Force's foresight. Three of the five rounds hit Kilgrave.

But none of the three shots were shot

Murderous intent grew from Peter's heart. He rushed in front of Kilgrave and slashed at the other's Adam's apple. However, his left arm was already too weak, and the blow that would normally kill the other party only made the other party cover his throat in pain. Before Peter could finish his sword, the floor exploded and Peter's left foot was grabbed by a powerful hand.

"Got you."

Luke's indifferent voice came from beneath Peter, and in the next moment, Peter suddenly felt a completely irresistible force coming from under his feet, and the floor under his feet cracked in a wail, and his whole body was pulled down. His back slammed to the ground, and a dull pain came from his internal organs under the shock. Peter felt an itch in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. He only felt as if a flame was burning between his chest and abdomen, and his brain felt as if it was about to explode. He tried to prop himself up, but even the slightest movement of his arms caused a cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

Peter's mind was already in a trance, and after a while, there was finally movement around him. A giant hand grabbed him by the collar at the back of his neck and lifted him up. He opened his eyes, only to find that the face that appeared in front of him was Kilgrave.

The face that used to be handsome is now gone. Peter's bullet had sliced off a piece of flesh on the lower part of his left cheek, and with his hideous expression, Kilgrave looked like a demon.

"You've caused me a lot of unnecessary trouble, little one." He could barely hide the anger in his tone. "If it weren't for me wanting you to live, you'd be turned into meat sauce as soon as Luke entered. I have hope in you, and you are extinguishing that hope with your own hands. ”

"Big brother, the way you speak is really disgusting." Peter chuckled faintly, and he raised his voice suddenly. "This friend, it's all come to this point, I'll really hang up if you don't show up."

In the next moment, the two flashbangs left on Peter's body were all attached to his body and were detonated by him with the Force. The heat from the explosion almost scorched the skin around his waist. Beside him, both Luke and Kilgrave were robbed of their sight and hearing by the sudden bright light and loud noise.

This is his last resort, and if the mysterious man still refuses to make a move at this perfect time, then he will really have to die.

It seemed that God had finally heard his prayers, and the man had finally moved. From the darkness behind Kilgrave, a needle flew out at great speed and plunged into Kilgrave's shoulder.