Chapter 8: Hot Hands
Shak had so much combat experience that when he saw the first piece of armor on his opponent's body, he decisively activated his own set of magic armor that had just been in his hands for a few hours. With the powerful power brought to him by www.biquge.info the charging core on his chest, his kick was accurate and ruthless, and the dwarf who was still pressing his hands on the front of the hovercar was kicked without even having a chance to react.
The brick wall of the old building obviously could no longer withstand such a big impact, and it collapsed inward, a hole more than one person high. The dwarf let out a strange scream, lost control, and fell into the house in an upside-down position.
Shak kicked out, and his whole body rushed out of the car with the force of this kick, borrowed force from the front cover, and chased after the hole. At this time, the taxi driver finally climbed back into his seat, looked at his unrecognizable car, and he wanted to cry without tears, holding his head and cursing: "Oh, my God! My Glass ...... My car! You damn bastard, scoundrel! I curse you damn all to hell...... Not? ”
A bulging leather bag suddenly flew out of the hole in the wall and landed right in his hand. Habitually unzipped, a dozen brand-new banknote codes neatly and neatly, a cursory glance is no less than 10,000 yuan. If it is only used to repair the car, it is more than enough.
The sound of a fierce fight was heard again in the room that had been knocked out of the gap, and the driver looked ahead with a complicated expression, then at the banknote in his hand, and finally gritted his teeth, put the bag in his arms, and started his car as fast as he could.
"May the gods bless me not meet that madman again!" Muttering and praying, he pulled the accelerator to the bottom. The taxi turned around and left at a rate that wasn't much slower than when it had rushed before.
It's a dwelling, but the owner doesn't seem to have lived here for a long time, and there's a smell of dust in the air. Of course, there is still the smell of blood in the dark, but it is very faint, after all, the defensive power of the medium-demon level magic armor cannot be underestimated, and most of the reasons for the sneak attack are the reason for the damage that can cause the opponent to be injured in one blow.
In front of it was a sofa that had been completely crushed, but there was no dwarf in sight, and the reaction speed of the other party was somewhat unexpected by Shak, but it was also reasonable - if it was someone sent from that side, such a level of means was nothing.
A black mass flew from the side, and Shak dodged with his head, smashing against the wall with a "bang". The dwarf's figure rushed out of the bedroom on one side, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of him, and as his body accelerated, he swung his fist!
With both hands, Shak's body was directly knocked out, and the dwarf took advantage of the victory to chase and punched straight towards the opponent's chest, which is one of the most vulnerable places in the human body, once it is hit by a strong bombardment, it is possible to immediately lose the ability to fight.
Dwarves are confident in their fists, especially with the nearly five-fold increase in the Magic Armor. To be honest, he was also very angry, this kid who suddenly appeared not only drove into himself, but also blatantly attacked himself in the face.
I didn't expect that the other party actually had magic armor with him, as one of the most powerful thugs around the boss, he was kicked all over the face with a face, if this was known to the brothers in the gang, it would be a big loss of face. So, today this kid must pay for what he did!
There was a "buzz", but the punch hit the air.
At that moment, Shak just used his right hand touching the ground as a support, and his whole body made a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation in the air, and performed a violent knee hit on the dwarf's side, just in the blink of an eye, the dwarf who had just pounced flew out sideways again as if he was hit by a meteor hammer, and then, Shak's right leg kicked on the ground, and the body that had not yet landed jumped up, and beckoned to the other party.
It was almost the same tactic as the dwarf just now, except that Shak was deliberately knocked away by him at that time, while the dwarf couldn't help himself. As he flew away, he struggled to block three straight punches, an elbow that landed an uppercut to his waist, and another straight punch that swept away, and Shak's five fingers snapped out, a series of sparks on his opponent's visor, followed by a storm of knees and leg sweeps.
The huge bedroom with a width of more than ten meters has retreated to the wall on the other side in two seconds, on the way a chair was directly shattered, the metal bedpost with a diameter of ten centimeters in the central bed was kicked off by a leg, and the mattress that was lifted by the dwarf to resist was almost burst in the middle and flew out, the cotton wool and spring splashed, and the large wardrobe on one side of the wall was kicked and broken, and with the loud bang, the wall was dented in an instant, and for a while, the attack crushed everything in front of it like a chariot. No matter what the dwarves used, Shak always clung to it like a maggot on the tarsal bone.
The confidence in the dwarf's eyes had been replaced by fear, and he could not believe that he would be suppressed by such a violent fighting technique. You must know that the dwarves themselves are known for their strength, and in the competition of pure strength, in addition to the giant race, they can beat them, and even the wild and warlike orc race is inferior.
But the sneak attacker who suddenly appeared in front of him, judging from his physique, was by no means the above two races. Despite the dim light, the dwarves could clearly confirm that this was a human, and not the type with an unusually strong physique.
And what made him even more unacceptable was that the magic armor on the other party's body was just a simple half-body armor, and at first glance it was a stall that was inferior to his own. But such a human man who seemed to be a little thin and dressed in a stall on the ground attacked him in such a wild and indiscriminate way, and under the condition of ensuring strength, he almost exerted his speed and strain to the extreme, dragging him in place, unable to find a chance to dodge, unable to counterattack, unable to escape, and could only passively block, frame, and block......
More than ten seconds, but it feels longer than a dozen hours, and the dwarf also knows that if he defends it for a long time, he will lose, but the initiative of this battle is not in his hands from the beginning. Finally, he showed a flaw in Shak's suppressive attack, and a hook hit him hard in the jaw, knocking his short body more than a meter above the ground, followed by another whip leg landing on his waist, sending him flying.
"Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted from the dwarf's mouth, and his body smashed through the bedroom wall once more, falling back onto the street from before. Despite the protection of the Magic Armor, these blows still caused non-negligible injuries to his body.
Not only were Shak's fists and kicks extremely heavy, but with each contact, an invisible force applied directly to his flesh through the sturdy armor shell, doubling his damage. The dwarves didn't know that this was actually the kind of fighting power that was rarely seen in modern society, and belonged to the warriors of the old era.
Struggling to roll over from the icy pavement, the dwarf knew that he had at least three broken bones in his body, and he doubted that he would have been able to stand up if it hadn't been for the numbing effect of the magic armor on the physical pain. A hint of resentment flashed in the dwarf's eyes as he watched the demonic human bend out of the hole in the wall that he had knocked open, and his left hand had crept behind his back to reach for a rectangular metal object fastened to his waist.
It was one of his only remaining cards, a magic weapon with a separate magic core, and although it was only a short-handled axe for melee combat, it was powerful enough to split a civilian hovercar in two.
The use of a magic weapon of this magnitude has in fact violated the country's weapons control regulations, and killing people with such a murder weapon is a felony under the criminal law. This was also the reason why he had been afraid to use this axe before, but now he couldn't care about it. Because the other party's eyes were full of killing intent when he looked at him, although the dwarf didn't know where the other party's killing intent came from, if he didn't make a death fight, maybe he would really explain it here today.
Maybe the dwarf was really miserable at the moment, and Shak, who was following him, seemed a little tidy, and even calmly lit a cigarette for himself.
In the eyes of the dwarves, such an act instantly brought him hope of turning defeat into victory. Taking advantage of Shak's cigarette lighting, the dwarf slapped his right hand on the ground, and his body jumped up as if it was loaded with a spring, and at the same time, his left hand had already pulled out the rectangular piece of metal.
There was a series of sounds, and the thing unfolded on its own and took the shape of a hatchet. The axe has two blades, the handle is short and the blade is long, and in the center of the axe, a charged core the size of a pigeon's egg is emitting a pale blue glow.
Dwarves are good at using battle axes, which is common knowledge known to everyone in the continent. At this moment, with an axe in hand, the originally embarrassed dwarf instantly burst out with amazing momentum. A blood-drenched ugly face was full of hideous colors, and while rushing with an axe, he screamed: "Damn bastard, I don't care who you are, I'm going to chop you into meat sauce today!" ”
Shak smiled contemptuously, as if he had anticipated the dwarf's actions. The fingers of his left hand lightly touched the cigarette butt, and a little spark quickly enlarged in his palm.
"Xiangyan Double Jiao Entanglement!"
The dwarf in the rush suddenly had numb legs, and both ankles were entangled by the dragon conjured up by the flames, and this sudden change suddenly caught him off guard, and he fell out on the spot in an indecent posture of a hungry dog snatching.
When he fell, Shak, who was already very close, also moved. First, a flying kick struck the dwarf's axe-wielding wrist, kicking the demonic weapon far away, and then a large spark was drawn from his burning cigarette butt and turned into countless brightly colored lines of fire that quickly wound around his right fist. In just a moment, his fist had turned red, like a freshly baked soldering iron, exuding an astonishing heat.
"Flame Armor Crack!"
The flaming iron fist slammed into the dwarf's heart, and the demonic armor of the middle demon level let out an overwhelmed groan. The dwarf lying on the ground only felt the scorching fist rush into his body without reservation, and every inch of his internal organs, every inch of muscle and bone seemed to be burning violently, and the pain made him unable to bear it anymore and howled.
"Shut up!"
The dwarves' screams came to an abrupt end. Shak stomped on him hard, pulled out the fire-attribute magic pistol at his waist, and rudely shoved the muzzle into the dwarf's mouth.
Being held to the throat with the cold muzzle of a gun is definitely not so wonderful. The corners of the dwarf's mouth twitched hard, and a drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead into his thick beard, and for a moment he even forgot the pain of burning himself.
"I don't want to kill people lately...... Shak was very satisfied with the other party's reaction, slowly pulled the barrel of the gun out of his mouth, and then gently patted the other party's cheek with the barrel of the gun, "Go back and tell Quinn's two idiot sons that Molissa is now my 'Blood Wolf Shak', if you dare to send someone to fight her again, I don't mind going out and sending them to meet their dead ghost father!" ”