In the villa, a burly middle-aged man's eyes suddenly widened, and the wealthy middle-aged man beside him also had a keen perception of ordinary people, and asked uneasily: "What happened?" ”

"A strong man...... Mr. Hunt, please stay in the house with your wife. ”

"Warwick, be careful."

"I will, it's my job."

Yes, he, Warwick, a Level 3 mutant powerhouse, was hired by the chairman of Pinnacle Tech to a special mercenary organization specializing in mutant bodyguard business, and they charged exorbitantly, but most of the people were more than happy to pay, as it often kept him from losing more.

Warwick is not a psychic mutant, he is a mutant like Wolverine, with rapid self-healing, keen perception, super strength after the body beast and beast, and at the same time, under the training of the organization, he has a certain resistance to the attack of psychic power.

He opened the door, and the light in the house shone on the lawn in the front yard, and at the end of a gravel path, the faint light stretched a thin figure long, and the night wind kept blowing, blowing the figure's windbreaker and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Who are you?"

Warwick asked the visitor at the gate in a deep voice, and at the same time, his palm curled, and the muscles of this two-meter-strong man with brown skin quickly swelled, and his hair grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in just a few seconds, he changed from a normal person with a strange complexion to a brown-haired ape with a height of nearly three meters.

"You...... And companions? ”

The one at the end was none other than Leus, but at this moment, his voice was suspicious, because he had found some clues.

The appearance of this mutant is very similar to the incarnation of the red storm ape he met in the Northland Snow Town, and the ability is also the same, but the difference is that the mutant is really like a beast that has lost its human mind, and the eyes of this Warwick in front of him still shine with the light of human wisdom.

"What do you mean?" Warwick asked rhetorically, he didn't do it immediately, because his duty was to protect his employer, but there was no need to fight to the death with an opponent who was obviously very powerful, and it would be best if he could figure out the other party's intentions and resolve the matter through negotiation.

"I've seen a few mutants like you. And, I've researched your employer's profile, and I've found a mercenary organization of mutants...... I'm interested. "Leus made up some information, but with his acting skills, it seemed to be true, and it was impossible to make people doubt it.

At the very least, Warwick thought that the other party had actually seen the rest of his organization, but it was Leus's words that made him understand that this battle was inevitable.

Roar!

With a roar, Warwick bent over, his legs suddenly exerted, and a one-centimeter footprint depression appeared on the stone ground, but his whole person was like a praying mantis, and with a few rapid jumps, he rushed to the front of Leus.

Just as Warwick unleashed a brave punch, he immediately knew that he had misjudged, and the thin black-haired youth in front of him was probably not only good at psychic power.

This punch was too strong for Leus, so much so that he was like a weak and boneless cotton, easily swinging his body in obedience to the sharp fist wind, and avoiding this punch like a willow in the wind.

At this time, the chairman of Peak Technology was nervously watching this scene from the window on the second floor, and when he saw that Leus just deviated his body lightly and dodged Warwick's punch, in addition to being very surprised in his heart, he also felt that this scene had a unique artistic beauty of oriental fighting.

You must know that when he hired Warwick at that time, he asked to see if Warwick's strength could protect him well, and after Warwick transformed, he just punched on the spot, and punched the metal steel plate of the same thickness as the bank vault into a deep fist dent, and with a dozen punches in a gust of wind, the thick metal steel plate was pierced.

"Sissy! Will you just hide? ”

Within a dozen seconds of the chairman's memory, Warwick had already unleashed a furious blow at Leus, but Leus dodged it all, slippery as a fish coated in lard.

"Of course not."

Leus also took a few steps back, the two of them were just a round of testing, but it was obvious that Warwick, as the attacking side, consumed much more physical energy than Leus, which was a slight advantage.

Now, he continues to control the rhythm of the battle, and wants to expand this slight advantage little by little, as a third-level peak mutant, he is confident that he can defeat the third-level ordinary mutant in front of him, although the opponent has extremely rich combat experience, but the Israeli fighting technique he has learned is not afraid of this kind of battle.

"I'm also hard-hitting, come, please taste it!"

The moment the words fell, Leus's figure flashed, and at this moment, Warwick's face changed, because Leus was extremely accurate in catching the short fraction of a second when his breath changed.

This flaw slowed Warwick's sideways dodge a little, and his arm was scraped into a piece of skin by Leus's lightning-like bayonet of five or six bayonets.

With the first blow, Leus floated back a few steps, but he and Warwick frowned at the same time.

Blood-burning toxin didn't work...... No, it worked, but it seems that Warwick's constitution resistance is unusually tenacious.

"Not bad! Great stimulant, I feel my blood burning! ”

Warwick was not angry, but ecstatic, the desire to burst into blood made him even more aggressive, and the magma flowing in his veins filled him with the passion of battle, and he threw a punch, the wind almost tore the air, and let out a sharp whirring roar.

It's about to break the sound barrier!

Leus's face was ugly, and the blood-burning toxin, which had always been unfavorable, had enhanced the opponent's combat power, but it was just ...... He felt that this was something that could be exploited.

In the face of this fierce punch, Leus's left and right hands were separated, as swift as a butterfly, and as agile as a frog sticking out his tongue, and the two palms were not slower than Warwick's attack speed under the acceleration of mental power, and they were extremely fast on the left and right sides of the forearm of the arm that was almost as thick as his thigh, and quickly slapped three times in a row.

A strong slap force surged on Warwick's arm, and this strange use of power suddenly made Warwick suffer a big loss, and he hit crookedly.

This punch was like a lion bravely pounced on its prey, but the prey's cunning kick raised the sand on the ground and blinded it, and no matter how strong the punch was, it was in vain to hit the target.

But Leus said that he would be tough, so he looked calm, and didn't care about the difference in body shape between the two, while Warwick's arm hit the direction of the crooked, he bent his arm sideways, his right shoulder bulged, and his whole body exerted force, and the whole person's posture at this time looked like a whistling locomotive.