Peter suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his brain, filled with the desire for revenge, cleared up a little. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the small confrontation just now, although he had already predicted the opponent's move, the opponent still disarmed his weapon with a faster reaction and action speed.

In this respect alone, this man is definitely the strongest person he has seen so far, even Wade can't compare to him.

"Stop." The masked man said in a deep voice. "Do you still want to attack people who are powerless to resist?"

"your. It's better for irrelevant people to go farther away. Peter gave him a disdainful look, and turned to the four who did not dare to get up. And in the next moment, the masked man had appeared in front of Peter.

"Listen to me, your revenge is done. The rest of these people may be damned, but you shouldn't be the one who executes their punishment! The masked man said in a deep voice. Hearing this, for some reason, a nameless anger suddenly rose from Peter's heart, and in the next moment he struck out.

"Don't meddle with things!" His right hand clenched into a fist and swung it at the masked man with all his might. But the other party easily blocked the blow and grabbed Peter's fist in his hand.

Just as he felt that he was in control of the situation, a kinetic force erupted in Peter's fist, blasting the masked man's hand away. At the same time, Peter's left hook flew towards his face.

"Huh!" The masked man looked a little surprised at Peter's moment, but he was not the slightest bit slow to respond.

His left hand drew a semicircle, using dexterity the moment it touched Peter's fist. Peter immediately felt that his strength was suddenly uncontrollable, and the blow was violently deflected a few centimeters and hit the air.

At this time, Peter, who had failed to attack twice in a row, had already opened the door, and the masked man took advantage of the situation to move sideways and slammed his shoulder into Peter's chest.

The force of this blow is not large, and it can even be said that it is quite light. Peter felt almost no pain in his chest, it felt like he had hit a pillow. But with such a single blow, Peter felt as if he had been hit by a wave, and his body took a few steps backwards uncontrollably before regaining his balance.

"Stop your movements, sit back and think about it." The masked man did not take advantage of the momentum at this time, but continued to try to awaken Peter's senses. "Now you are not normal. Think for yourself who you are, what you did tonight, and what else you just wanted to do. It's not who you are. Your current physical condition is also quite wrong, and you should not continue to move. ”

"This is not who I am..."Peter looked at his hands a little dejectedly, but in the next second, his face suddenly became hideous, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.

"Do you know me well, bastard!?" With the help of the Force, Peter rushed towards the masked man at breakneck speed. Moments before they were about to collide, the masked man folded his arms to block Peter's collision. Peter, however, smiled strangely.

A suction force came from the front of the masked man, and his body briefly spiraled out of control and leaned forward. Peter took the opportunity to shovel at his calf, but he dodged the blow with a quicker lift, and then stomped his foot down again, targeting the leg that Peter didn't have time to retract.

At this critical moment, a telekinetic force was once again directly applied to Peter's calf, turning the already powerless shovel into a sweep, and the target was the other leg of the masked man. If the opponent jumps up and dodges, Peter is confident that he will be able to deal a fatal blow to an enemy who cannot be leveraged in mid-air.

However, the other party made a move that Peter did not expect at all in this situation. The masked man's foot, which had not yet fallen, changed direction, and landed a gentle touch on Peter's knee, while the other leg was pressed on Peter's right shoulder. With this series of movements, the masked man made a beautiful somersault in mid-air and retreated a few meters. Peter was kicked back by his kicks.

Before the masked man could hit the ground, Peter let out a roar. He stretched out his right hand and aimed it at the masked man, his fingers curled into claws.

The Force. Lock your throat!

This move, which had taken a man's life a few minutes earlier, was used by Peter again. The masked man suddenly felt as if his throat was being choked by some motive, and a feeling of suffocation also came up. Peter's face gleamed fiercely, and his fingers gradually closed, and the masked man felt a sharp pain in his neck.

A black light shot out of his sleeve, and the rope struck Peter with a bit of a cracking sound. Peter, who was using the Force with all his might, couldn't dodge it for a while, and his calf was wrapped around the rope. The masked man pulled Peter to the ground with a pull.

When Peter's concentration was interrupted, the large, invisible hand around his neck let go. The masked man, who had finally been freed, gave up on his feet, put his hands on the ground and began to breathe desperately and deeply. He was already very close to fainting just now, and a few black bruises were pinched out of his neck.

"I... I am not your enemy. He gasped, but Peter didn't listen to a word of his explanation. Peter, who had already risen to his feet, let out a beastly roar. The few killers who had surrendered had been left behind by him, and his target had now turned to the unknown man in front of him.

"It's not fun at all." The masked man sighed when he saw that Peter was now completely out of his mind. His gaze gradually became firm, and he took two deep breaths to adjust his body to the best condition.

Now he may not be able to stop it.

In the next moment, Peter rushed straight at him again, and the two sides exchanged hands again. I don't know if it's his delusion, but the speed and strength of the young man in the tight suit in front of him seem to have increased a little, and he is almost catching up with his own level.

Peter's attack came like a storm, and every punch and kick he threw out 100% force, and all the possible consequences of this move were neutralized by his special ability.

The masked man gritted his teeth. Whether it's running out of moves, being caught off guard or lacking defense, it can be easily corrected by the opponent's telekinesis. This person also seems to have the ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunities to a certain extent, so that many of his advantages cannot be brought into play. To make matters worse, since the beginning of the battle, his concentration had been disturbed by some mysterious alien force in his mind, and his attention had to be at least half divided to keep his sanity awake.

However, even if the situation is so unoptimistic, the battle has been going on until now, and the masked man still has the upper hand.

No matter how ferocious Peter's attack was, the masked man still took all the attacks like a rock. And when the enemy puts everything on offense, perhaps defense is the best counterattack. It didn't take long for Peter, who was still badly injured to lose his strength, and his speed slowed down a little, and the masked man quickly seized the opportunity.

After blocking Peter's two punches, he elbowed Peter to the left chest. Peter, whose injuries had begun to deteriorate again, spat out blood, but the angry flames in his eyes burned again.

Peter slammed on his left foot, and the telekinesis erupted under the masked man's left foot, sending him flying to the right. But his figure froze in mid-air. With his right leg as the axis, he used the explosive power of this telekinetic power to turn his entire body two hundred and seventy degrees, and a roundabout kick of his left leg kicked Peter more than two meters away, stirring up a lot of rubble and dust.

Peter felt his bones ache all over his body, his chest burned as if his chest was burning, and every breath he took burned his throat and lungs. He spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and spread his right hand again. Under the pull of the Force, the pistol that had fallen to the ground flew towards his hand at great speed. Before the pistol could fly into his hand, the masked man kicked it away again.

Peter struggled to get up from the ground, but the next moment he felt a dull pain in his back and he lost consciousness.

A masked man who knocked Peter unconscious with a knife caught his body and floated up. He looked at the previous killers who had not completely lost their mobility, and found that two of them had disappeared, and it seemed that they had fled in the fight between the two of them just now. The masked man considered the possibility of chasing them all back, but listening to the sirens coming from downstairs, he quickly dismissed the idea.

He put Peter on his shoulders and fastened the rope in his hand to the railing at the edge of the roof. After taking a few deep breaths, he took a few leaps forward, jumping straight off the roof.