Chapter 107: Farewell
Steel Tong did not forget that his purpose was to capture the two people in front of him alive - although the six shurikens he threw were incomparably powerful, tearing open the atmosphere and making a piercing whistling, they were actually aimed at the shoulder blades, elbows, joints and other parts of Sun Yan's body, which could effectively restrict his movements, but would not really endanger his life.
At the same time as the shuriken flew - the steel tongs were also like a cheetah hunched and galloped out, after all, the abilities mastered by these evolutionaries were strange, in case the shuriken failed to solve the other party, then he himself was the best insurance - the reason why the steel tongs were called steel tongs, on the one hand, he refined his invincible posture to the very high level of being able to transform steel, and on the other hand, because his grip strength was a full 4000kg, you must know that the grip strength of an adult male is only about 50kg at most!
Once he was close to himself, the steel tongs had no doubt that he could instantly crush the limbs of the man in front of him, and in terms of grip strength alone, even among the six doors of the club, there were few who could match him!
But contrary to the steel tongs' expectations - in the face of his own attack, the madman who called himself a ninja killer did not dodge or dodge, and actually rushed forward like himself, without paying attention to the shuriken at all.
"Fool, the shuriken I threw is a ....... How is this possible?"
It's not that the steel tongs didn't expect the other party to suddenly accelerate and dodge, or summon a flame shield, deflection force field and other wonderful spells to escape, but Sun may have chosen to use his body directly to hard-connect - the highly-anticipated shuriken was bounced to the side as if it had hit the steel plate head-on after cutting through his clothes, and not even a single white mark was left!
"This guy, is it also the type of flesh enhancement....... No, no, when the shurikens collided, there seemed to be a few golden lights on his muscles, did he use some unknown spell......
The pincer's outstanding ninja reflexes his nerves and clearly captures everything just now, and his brain is racing between the lightning and flint to think about the enemy's abilities and his own contingency methods.
"Ahh Sick of it! Whatever you are, I'm going to cinch your bones into powder, inch by inch!"
"Babbling โโ!"
Excuse me! The steel tongs, who had always been accustomed to speaking with his fists, simply gave up thinking, his hands were as open as tiger claws, and he pounced on the left and right, threatening to directly remove Sun Maybe's shoulders!
"Well done!"
An innocent smile appeared on Sun Perha's face - he was very confident in his grip strength, right, it was very cool to torture with these hands just now, right, he came to me for trouble before he even wiped the blood, I just want to crush the strongest point you are proud of!
Bumper โโ!
Under the violent collision, a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye directly rippled in the air.
Left hand to right hand, right hand to left hand, four eyes facing each other steel tongs and Sun Maybe, hands clasped together in the air and stalemate, ten fingers tightly clasped the back of each other's hands, at first glance it looks like two lovers in love who are reluctant to let go.
"No, it can't be! Ninja Killer, who the hell are you sacred, how can you have this level of power!"
Unlike Sun, who breathed a sigh of relief, the eyes of the steel tongs were full of disbelief - bones were crumpled into powder like shortbread, muscles and flesh were kneaded into puree, and viscous and hot plasma gushed out - it should be like this, the script should be written like this!
But why, no matter how much pressure he exerts, the palm of the opposite hand is like an eternal reef, still immovable by how the waves wash away.
"What's the matter, Gang Tong San, can't you do it at this level, where did the momentum just go?"
Sun may have begun to gradually increase the power in his hands, and wisps of golden mist escaped from him under the high-speed burning of the magic power.
Originally, he was still a little worried that his strength might not be comparable to the steel tongs, and he planned to shout to deal with these evil demons once he was at a disadvantage, and there was no need to talk about morality to deal with these evil demons, everyone went up together! Then it is up to herself to block the movement of the steel tongs, and Alice uses Kohler's escape dagger to flash behind the steel tongs, when the time comes, a righteous kidney strikes and cuts his throat to teach him how to behave.
But now it seems that he still overestimates the strength of the ninjas of the general yaya, and if they rely on their own mobility advantages, it may be a little tricky to fly kites and fight guerrillas, but when it comes to head-on wrestling, they will never be inferior to anyone!
"What a joke, what a joke! Babbleโโ!!!"
The face hidden under the mask of the steel tong was already flushed, and with the high shouting of karate, the energy in his body also increased to the peak in an instant, and the bones of his hands burst with blood, but he still couldn't shake Sun Maybe's big hand, but he was gradually suppressed little by little!
Cluck, cluck
The subtle sound of bone cracking kept coming, and the roots of the five fingers of the steel tongs had been clamped into purple-black rotten flesh by Sun May, and due to the long-term blood loss, the ten fingers were like tuna that had been squeezed dry of broth, and they were unconscious and couldn't lift any strength.
"Ninja - Kill! Babble!"
Sun Maybe, who was addicted to role-playing and couldn't extricate himself, even shouted out the words of the ninja killer directly under the high mood, and suddenly broke the palm of the steel tong alive with both hands! The white bone ballast at the wrist pierced the pink tendons, exposing the flesh, and the hot blood splashed directly on Sun May's body.
"My hand! Oh my hands! It can't be, it's impossible!"
"What an ugly roar of a defeated dog, Steeltong-san, have you thought about your death?"
Sun Maybe, who was as strong as a stone, did not hesitate for half a minute because of the enemy's wailing - as soon as he scrapped his hands of steel tongs, he directly stepped forward and staggered it, making the two of them become an ambiguous posture as if they were close together, and then hit each other's lower abdomen with a straight punch!
"I haven't lost yet! Invincible!"
It is impossible to move when using the invincible stance, after all, the muscles and joints have been converted into a substance similar to metal, but now it is the last hope of the steel tongs - as long as you survive this blow, you may still have a chance to escape!
Goo Wowโโ!
But the punch that hit the lower abdomen was far heavier than he imagined!
The steel tongs' consciousness seemed to be blurred for a moment, and under the impact, they not only let out a gaffe scream, but also coughed up a little crude oil-like black liquid from their mouths.
And in his lower abdomen - a punch bag-sized fist mark is deeply embedded in it, even the lines of the five fingers can be clearly seen, and the muscles and internal organs of the steel tongs are now metalized, so he can still survive for the time being - but once he is unable to support the consumption of the invincible posture and returns to the flesh and blood, this level of injury may directly kill him!
"Please, please stop, Ninja Killer San! Whatever you ask, I'll say yes!"
Sensing the imminent death crisis, the steel tongs finally panicked, in the face of the great terror between life and death, there is no difference between ninjas and mortals!
"Then, please obediently perish."
Without mercy or mercy, Sun may have continued to swing his punches with a sneer.
Babble โ
Goo Wow!
Babble โ
Goo Wow!!
Babble โ
Goo Wow!!
Sun Maybe's left fist repeatedly pumped (meowed) like a pile driver, leaving his own imprint on the body of the steel tongs, from the heart, lungs, to the lower abdomen, kidneys.... The entire seven fist prints were combined into a colander shape, unreasonably engraved in the metal flesh and blood.
"But... Hateful, ninja killer!"
The steel tongs were already covered with fatal cracks like a bronze statue of Lenin about to be destroyed, as if they would be torn apart and die on the spot in the next second, and the viscous liquid like crude oil was flowing everywhere, even Sun Xian's clothes were stained a lot, and his blood-red eyes were open in anger - he used the last remaining strength in his body to issue a final curse.
"The words of the dead mean nothing, and youโare dead."