Chapter 50: The Battle on the Rooftop
"Who are you?" The masked man asked warily, the instincts he had cultivated over the years of training had given him a hint of threat in the woman in front of him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It made him feel a little ridiculous.
He stepped forward. His movements seemed casual, but his body had adjusted to its best and was ready to strike at any time.
"I'm supposed to ask you this question." Purple Eyes still pointed her blade at the masked man, her voice as cold as a piece of ice that could not be dissolved. "The chess pieces for tonight have already been laid out, and the players have already taken their places. What are you outsiders doing here? ”
"Pawn, player?" The masked man was confused at first, then pondered for a while, and finally turned to anger. "Thirty-six people have died tonight, and you're now telling me that it's all just a game for you?"
"Games? Of course, in a sense, it's just a game. However, this game is not so easy to meddle in. Purple Eyes said, her figure moving to the left without a trace. And as long as she takes one step forward, she can reach her optimal distance and position.
And at the same time as she made this action, the masked man's body was also slightly to the side. Just pulled her forward into her own attack range. Her form stiffened and she stopped her advance. This offensive was suddenly and invisibly defused.
As long as she took another step forward just now, she would only be hit by the other party's storm. What a quick action, such a quick reaction!
Seeing that his temptation was in vain, Purple Eyes bit his lip lightly, and there was a little more jealousy in his eyes.
"I don't care what your plan is." The masked man said in a deep voice. "But no more people should die tonight. Don't get in my way, I still have a lot of things to do. ”
"It's really high-sounding!" Purple Eyes' face, which was still flat at first, quickly turned cold, as if the masked man had said something that made her unhappy. "I don't want to fight you, I'm not sure I'll defeat you, and I don't have a reason to kill you. And judging by the way you look, it's not what you want to do with me. Say, what is your purpose, what exactly do you want to do? ”
"Nothing." The masked man spread his hands. "I just want to go in and get that little guy out of the sky, and then hand over the rest of the people to the police. More than 30 lives, after all, someone has to be held responsible. ”
"Just your bare-handed one?" Purple Eyes couldn't help but sneer.
"Well, that's right." The masked man nodded, and such arrogant words seemed to be taken for granted in his mouth. "It's just me alone with my bare hands. So, I'm going to hurry up a little bit. ”
"Then there's nothing to talk about." Purple Eyes nodded, and before he could finish speaking, he rushed towards the masked man. The knife in his hand stabbed like a long sword into the masked man's chest.
However, even though she was the one who attacked her, it was the masked man who struck first. He slashed, then dodged the knife sideways, punching Purple Eyes in the face. Purple eyes flashed to the side, and then his right leg kicked out like lightning at the same time, but it was easily blocked by the masked man with his arm.
Purple Eyes was surprised to find that his leg, which was enough to kick and shatter the internal organs of an adult, seemed to be stepping on a rock. The other party's strength is obviously much greater than his own. She hurriedly tried to jump away from the force of the kick, but the masked man was once again quicker than her. He reached out and grabbed her ankle, then pulled and pulled violently, carrying her directly to the ground.
Purple Eye's reaction was also extremely fast, and he quickly slapped his palm on the ground before hitting the ground, and his whole body spun under this skill, and his legs kicked out of the masked man's face like a whirlwind.
The masked man also had to let go for a moment and took a step back. However, before he could hit the ground, two more darts appeared in Purple Eye's hand like a trick, flying towards the masked man's throat and face one after the other.
The first dart was narrowly dodged by the masked man, while the second was taken by him. However, at this time, Purple Eye's third blow had already come, and she bent down and sprinted, and the long knife in her hand also slashed towards the shin of the masked man.
They have all understood that the strength of their opponents is by no means very comparable, and they can only fight with 100% of their strength. But due to their own reasons, there is still a trace of restraint on both sides, not to the extent of exchanging injuries for injuries.
After four or five moves in a row, Purple Eye was the first to break away from the battle. The opponent's strength was faintly about to overwhelm herself, and her weirdly fast reaction speed made almost every one of her killing moves easily defused. And she is very sure that the other party has not yet had murderous intent towards her. If you can't go on like this, I'm afraid I'll really lose at the hands of this weird guy.
Perhaps, this guy in front of you will be more suitable than that young man? This somewhat crazy thought popped into her head.
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In a storage room on the fourth floor of Runda Mall, a grille on the ceiling has been removed. Peter jumped down first, and when he landed on the ground, there was a throbbing pain in his chest. He gasped twice and moved a shelf below the gap. He climbed up and carefully picked up Joe, who was already badly wounded.
"Ahh When he landed, Peter accidentally let his injured leg hit the shelf on the side, causing him to subconsciously explode into a foul mouth. Peter didn't answer, and he told Joe to lie down and began to check his injuries.
His brow furrowed, Joe's condition was rather bad.
He had been shot in the right leg, and the wound near his knee was bleeding constantly, apparently injuring vital blood vessels. Every time he strained on this leg, there was a tingling sensation. Fractures are already certain, but I don't know how serious the situation is.
Even if Peter used the Force to heal again, his condition only stabilized and did not worsen. If Peter had been in his prime, and had a few minutes to squander, he might have gotten better for his injury. But there wasn't much mental power left for Peter. If he continues to use it forcibly, I'm afraid he will need to overdraw his life force.
Now Joe has lost almost all of his combat and operational capabilities. And with Peter's current situation, he is only barely able to protect himself, and it is impossible to have the opportunity to spare energy to protect Joe, if this continues, Joe may not survive the upcoming new round of hunting. If Peter's induction was correct, the killers had already arrived at this level. Whatever he wanted to do, he had to hurry now.
Peter carried Joe on his back, used his telekinesis to open a plumbing repair room in the hallway, put Joe inside, and shoved the pistol he had dropped on the floor into his hand.
"You've finally made a smarter choice." Joe looked at Peter's helmet and laughed faintly. "It's a bit worthless for me, a half-dead man. But before you leave, let me see who you are. ”
"I'll think about it after you survive tonight." Peter quickened his own pace, his time was running out. "You stay here and try not to be discovered by them."
"Are you kidding man?" A feeling of exhaustion hit his mind, Joe's blood loss had exceeded the dangerous level, and all the functions within his body had begun to be forcibly shut down. As for Peter's healing force left in his body, it continued to nourish his body, barely hanging on to his life.
"I'm afraid they'll find me in less than ten minutes, and you won't even give me this dying wish? Don't worry, I won't tell my enemies who you are. You should satisfy my curiosity."
"Don't worry, I won't just leave you here." Peter lowered his voice, and the team closest to them would only have to turn two corners to get here. "You stay here first, and I'll create some chaos to lure them away. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to lure them to the rooftop, and you can exit through the passage in the basement at this time. Don't take the big road, there are their blockers all around here. ”
"Isn't it a bit difficult for a cripple to walk such a long way?" Joe had a helpless smile on his face, while Peter snorted coldly, as if he didn't understand his dry humor.
"Didn't Lao Tzu also get shot in the lung, and you didn't see me complaining." Peter patted Joe on the head. "If you want, we can change jobs. I'll lie here, you go and play with them. ”
"Then I'm afraid we'll all die a terrible death." Joe sighed and looked at Peter. "Why, should I say good luck to you now?"
"Okay, bless me more." Peter nodded. "I don't believe in any gods, but I think I really need a little luck right now."