Sean waved the long knife, and the invisible telekinesis became his invisible palm, he only needed to pay a slight attention, and the telekinesis could affect the movements of the ninjas, and then there was a one-sided slaughter. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's just that the ninjas cultivated by these Hand Clans are not those gangsters after all, they are produced for the purpose of killing, and in order to kill the target, they will use all kinds of means.

Soon, they discover Sean's danger and begin to gather together and then form a rhythmic attack.

Whenever Sean pulls the ninja with his telekinesis, other ninjas will attack him out of his guard, forcing him to give up on his plan to deal with the ninja who was being pulled, and turn around to block the blade that is swinging at him.

Even if he succeeds occasionally, the next moment he will fall into a trap, which makes him miserable, and every time he is in danger, he completely injures himself by injuring a thousand enemies and hurting eight hundred.

And the disgusting tactics that will be supplemented by a replacement just after opening the breakthrough make him feel helpless, especially when the battle time begins to be extended, and the efficiency of killing enemies is constantly slowing down, at the beginning he was still able to kill a ninja in more than ten seconds, and now this time has been infinitely extended, and even he can't remember how many times a ninja was killed by him before his telekinesis long knife collided with the ninjas' blades.

This made his ordinary mortal body begin to have a trace of unsustainable fatigue, if it weren't for the fact that he had been turning on the mental scan with strong perception, and using his telekinesis to draw his body to attack and dodge the high reaction, I am afraid that he would have not known how many pieces he had been cut into.

The cooperation of this group of ninjas is seamless, like a closed big cage that traps Sean in it, even if he has the determination to break through and open a gap, but he can't stop the other party from making up for the hole in the cage at any time, and I have to admit that this group of ninjas are excellent maintenance workers.

This forced Sean to put on telekinesis armor and become an armored man again after the Battle of Manhattan, which also meant that his game was over.

Dangdang!! ~~

The blade landed on the armor with a crisp sound.

The Hand Ninja Knife is very sharp, but it is not enough to break through the telekinetic armor on Sean's body, after being tempered by the power of the Mind Stone, his ability to improve is all-round, and telekinetic condensation is naturally included in it.

The armor on his body has changed a lot compared to before, thinner, but stronger.

He completely abandoned his defense, allowing the ninjas to slash and slash at his clanging attacks, and at the same time wield the telekinetic long knife to slash and pierce, and as the blood spurted, he killed one ninja after another, making his blue armor stained with scarlet blood, which looked terrifying.

The battle in Manhattan had given him most of his life, and that experience had unwittingly developed an instinctive immunity to killing, even when the smell of blood came to his face, but he was able to keep his mind.

The two knives crossed, and stabbed fiercely to the sides between turns, sneering through the ninjas on both sides, blood dripping to the ground, Sean's palm was released, allowing the two ninjas to fall to the ground weakly, and the twin knives condensed by mental power also slowly turned into blue points of light at the same time and swirled and dissipated in the air.

Then he looked sideways at the last black-clad ninja.

The ninja felt Sean's gaze, the palm of the hand holding the knife trembled, and his footsteps subconsciously retreated, but he kicked on the still warm corpse of his dead companion, it seems that even the cold-blooded killer born of the Hand is not unaware of fear.

Sean looked at the staggering ninja with indifferent eyes, ready to see what choice he would make in this situation, whether to run away or fight to the death, although the final result would not change in any way, but it could also make a difference in his mood.

Finally, the ninja made a choice, and he raised the knife in his hand.

He shouted and rushed straight over.

This is the first time Sean has heard the voices of this group of guys, and it is not pleasant, and the violent trembling tone makes his voice a little unpleasant, but who can blame him, the ninjas of the Hand are not robots after all, so they will naturally feel fear.

However, it is clear that even though his eyes are full of stumps and blood, he has not flinched, and he has finally chosen to face death head-on.

Sean couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and a little emotion in his heart instantly dissipated.

Straightened out his palm and pressed it, the already frightened ninja was directly pressed to the ground by the telekinesis, Sean walked over, and grabbed a handful of palms behind him, and the katana that was originally inserted in the night demon's shoulder socket was suddenly pulled out of the night demon's muscles, and the brush flew into his palm.

"I'm sorry little brother, who made you vote for the wrong camp, but you really did me a great favor by not running away just now, so I don't have any negativity and disgust now, so as a thank you......"

Sean muttered as he stood in front of the ninja, shook his wrist and grabbed the Japanese sword, picked up his arm and thrust it into the ground, snorting through the ninja's heart.

"I'll send you out of this sinful world."

The black-clothed ninja only heard this cold and determined voice in his ears, and then his breath slowly dissipated.

"Whew!" Sean straightened up, tilted his head and closed his eyes and let out a long exhale, as if to pour out all the pressure accumulated in this battle.

On a dim moonlit night, the cold wind swept across the streets, not refreshing, but full of pungent bloody smell.

The dark clouds that covered the crescent moon slowly lifted, and the cold moonlight brightened a little, swaying on the ground, making the blood-filled street look terrifying.

Sean didn't care about the feeling, he couldn't smell it because of the half-face mask, he just remembered, it seemed that he hadn't paid attention to the Night Demon since he came here, and the other party didn't make a sound to get his attention.

At this point, the battle ended, and Sean remembered why he was here.

"Hey! Little devil, I saved you, why didn't you ...... it?"

Sean said lightly, walking towards the night demon, but when he got closer and saw the situation over there, the words that had reached his mouth suddenly couldn't speak, and he finally found that the old man who was being carried by Matt Murdoch to escape for his life was being held by the night demon at this time, but his hands and feet were drooping, and his head was unnaturally hanging to the ground, revealing a throat that was not moving, and there was no trace of breath.

"I'm sorry." Sean frowned and whispered.

"Is that you? It's you. ”