Frank Mill immediately rushed towards the steel warthog, his eyes were full of anger, his fists were urgent and hateful, and he punched the steel warthog several times in succession, his punching skills were not superb, nor was he a martial arts master, but he was full of strength, and every punch was full of power.

"Gustav's Heart" took advantage of the momentum to bring a heavy blow to the steel warthog, under the constant attack of Frankimir's contact, the steel warthog did not even have the power to parry, and could only make a live target for Frankimir, covering the nickel-plated metal skin of the whole body, but also under Frankimir's continuous heavy blows, gradually appeared distorted and deformed, so that the steel warthog, full of fatigue and very embarrassed.

Frankimir grew more and more courageous, his strength was already amazing, with the assistance of the "Gustav's Heart" silver iron fist, which made Frankimir show his might, this gold greatly enhanced his attack power, and at the same time slammed the steel body of the steel warthog, the huge reaction produced did not make Frankimir's fist, feel any pain or discomfort, so that he had more confidence.

Frankimir took the limelight, but the steel warthog was losing and retreating, Frankimir didn't want to kill the steel warthog, if he killed himself, who would ask for the whereabouts of Paradise Island, but he must not just stop, leaving the steel warthog a chance to breathe, so that he had enough time to relax.

Franky Mill realized that in addition to the high frequency of force impacts, he had to come up with a way to make the steel warthog, incapacitated.

The special thing about the steel warthog is that his steel body, his strength also comes from, his steel arms full of strength, why waste his hands, let him completely lose his combat effectiveness, he can only obediently tie his hands and capture.

Thinking of this, Frankmir quickly ejected a sharp blade hidden in the "Heart of Gustav" and stabbed fiercely into the metal right arm of the steel warthog.

The blade instantly pierced through the steel warthog's right arm, and the broken mechanical prosthetic quickly emitted a crackling sound of a short circuit, followed by a faint puff of gray smoke.

Franky Mill wanted to take this opportunity to completely cut off the mechanical prosthetic leg of the Steel Warthog, and he lost the ability to fight back. It was only when Franky Mill was about to do so that he realized that it wasn't going to be easy.

If you want to use a sharp blade that pierces a mechanical prosthesis to cut off a mechanical prosthesis, it is by no means as simple and easy as when you pierce a mechanical prosthesis.

Even though Frankmir pierced the mechanical prosthetic leg of the steel warthog in one fell swoop, it does not mean that the mechanical prosthetic leg of the steel warthog is so vulnerable.

The mechanical prosthesis of the steel warthog is actually very hard, and thanks to the amazing strength of Frankmir and the combined effect of the "Gustav Heart", the blade can smoothly penetrate the mechanical prosthesis.

Thorns are the easiest of all attacks to use for mana, so the effect is naturally more effective than other attacks.

Now the blade that has fallen into the mechanical prosthesis, if you want to cut off the mechanical prosthesis, it will be weakened by the double, and at the same time, it is difficult for Frankimir to exert force, in this case, Frankimir can not completely cut off the mechanical prosthetic leg of the steel warthog.

Frankimir had to find a way to swing his blade and launch a new assault in order to cut off the steel warthog's mechanical prosthesis.

Frankmir stepped on the steel warthog's abdomen, ready to crawl the blade out of the mechanical prosthetic, and the steel warthog slammed into Frankimir's iron fist, stepping on the calf of his abdomen.

Frank Mire was shocked, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he didn't expect that after withstanding such a heavy blow, the steel warthog would still be able to quickly fight back, this guy is really not to be underestimated.

Frankie Mill quickly retreated, narrowly dodging the steel warthog's punch, and pushed out a dozen steps in succession, knowing that he had hit the railing of the iron cage, before finally stopping.

The steel warthog staggered and got up from the center stage, only to see that the steel warthog's body was full of potholes and bumps, all of which were fist prints left by Frank Mir.

"Is that all you have to do?" The steel warthog burst out laughing.

"With the way you look, do you still have to be ashamed?" Frankmir asked rhetorically, looking for a new opportunity.

"Sure enough, it's young and vigorous, so now it's my turn." The steel warthog was still smiling.

Frankimir couldn't help but wonder if this steel warthog, who had been beaten stupid by himself, and how he looked stupid like a nerd.

The steel warthog himself did not think so, and he took his left hand with his right hand and withdrew it from his wrist with a slight force.

This made Frankmir even more convinced that the steel warthog was really stupid by himself, otherwise how could he do such a crazy thing.

As Frankimir thought about it, he heard a dull sound, followed by a puff of white smoke, and a missile pierced through the smoke and dust, and came straight to Frankimir's door.

Frankie Mire was startled and hurriedly dodged to dodge, but thanks to his agility, he was lucky enough to dodge the missile. If it were an ordinary person, it would not be able to escape such an attack.

The missile failed to hit Frank Mire and only passed by him. After that, the missile broke through the cage and crashed into the wall of the bar, blowing a huge gap in the bar.

It seems that Frankmir's idea of using the iron cage to trap the steel warthog is simply superfluous, not only can he easily destroy the iron cage, but he can also add such a big hole to the bar so easily.

The steel warthog reattached the torn wrist back to his left arm, and the wrist and arm were instantly rejoined as if they had never been separated.

Frankie Mill gasped, and couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart, it seemed that he had far underestimated the steel warthog.

"How! As I said, you won't have good fruit to eat. The steel warthog said with a smile.

"It's just a missile, and you must know that those who rely on weapons can only be beaten passively once they run out of ammunition." Frankie Mill said with a pretended composure.

"Since you don't repent, then you can't complain about me, and you don't talk about the old feelings." The steel warthog shook his head helplessly.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, don't talk nonsense, my ears can hear the calloon." Frankimir scolded in disgust.

"So...... I'll let you quietly, my true strength. The steel warthog said, his fists slamming into each other in quick succession.

Frankie Mill couldn't help but wonder what the steel warthog was trying to do. Within a minute, Frankimir seemed to see the clue. The metal prosthetic leg of the steel warthog is undergoing subtle changes.

The mechanical components on the mechanical prosthesis, driven by the mechanical gears, are slowly changing their position and shape.

In the blink of an eye, the iron wall of the steel warthog has completely changed its appearance, and these steel arms have so many more parts nowhere, making the volume of the two iron arms three times larger than before, and it is full of extremely flamboyant aggression.

Frankiemir didn't understand how the Steel Warthog did this, but he knew very well that it would make the already difficult Steel Warthog, and therefore stronger.

Frankimir was already starting to regret that he had underestimated the strength of the Steel Warthog, and he even hoped that Leo and Medusa would be able to come to the rescue at this time. (To be continued.) )