As the boss of the group, Joel himself does not have too strong abilities, but he is very talented in arranging tactics and commanding battles, and he is a reliable person, as long as he is there, the group members and Sun An will feel at ease.

But now, the group is separated and fighting on their own, and Joel has no one to rely on, and now he must face the old man himself.

The old man has not yet revealed what his upgraded ability is, he can already deal with Joel, he is athletic, and he can play with throwing knives, even if he throws away his ability, it seems that he is more powerful than Joel, not to mention the counterattack with dodging and fighting.

Joel didn't speak, just clenched the marijuana dagger, waiting for the old man's attack, he can only imitate the other party now, playing defensive counterattack, but the counterattack leads to the old man's counterattack, which seems to be worse, but he has to try anyway.

Both of them are calm personalities, they don't speak, unlike Xiaobo and Lance, who still talk even though they don't understand the language, and the chicken talks with the duck.

The old man put his hands behind his back, looked at Joel, did not take out the flying knife, and did not come up to attack, which was in line with Joel's mind, they were already dragging the time, the longer the delay, the better, and when Vanessa came, the old man did not come in at first, standing outside the hole, only playing anti-reverse, and waited for Xiaobo to grab the bismuth cube before coming in, probably to prevent Joel from taking out the poisonous weapons made by Vanessa, which means that they are afraid of those biological weapons, Vanessa came, and the battle was over.

If they are afraid, why don't they do it? The longer they delay, the worse it will be for them.

Joel frowned, moved the muscles in his left shoulder slightly, he felt pain, but it didn't hurt that much, the wriggling muscles were cut by the blade, it felt like it should be very stinging, but now there was a hint of comfort.

Poison on the knife.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Joel felt a wave of dizziness, and the poison attacked in just twenty or thirty seconds, which is not a bad thing, because the faster the onset of the poison, the safer it is, the anesthetic works quickly enough, and the harm to people is also very slight, while ricin and radiation damage, these incurable substances, usually have a slow onset, and it takes several days to cause death, making people's internal organs fail one by one, and experience great pain.

Of course, this is only relative, there are also some biotoxins that can attack quickly, but they are not as exaggerated as described in movies and TV, usually related to the amount, the poison is smeared on the flying knife, which means that for the human body, the venom is very small, and it has been diluted by blood, and the attack is fast, but there is no need to rush.

But even if it's just an anesthetic that makes people unconscious, Joel can't afford it, and if he faints, I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up again.

The dizziness became more and more severe, Joel staggered back two steps, and held on to a game console before stopping, but his body was still falling backwards, and he grabbed the joystick on the game console, and due to the weight of his body, he fell to the ground with the game console, making a loud noise.

"I know the weakness of your ability...... Joel immediately spoke, he was just dizzy, his consciousness was still very clear, he knew that the sound of his fall would affect Lance, only by letting Lance hear his own voice could he ensure that he could concentrate on fighting, and it would be good for his own people to tell the weakness of the old man's ability.

The old man also couldn't understand English and didn't know what he was talking about.

Joel continued: "Throwing knives, returning to the same place immediately after a defensive counterattack, it shows that you don't like melee combat, you don't like people approaching you, your abilities will only work against striking attacks, and if you get entangled in close quarters, your abilities will ...... It can't be played. ”

As if he were drunk, when he had just said these words, his tongue grew wide and he could speak incoherently, as if he would spit it out at any moment, or fall asleep.

The body was paralyzed, and there was still some consciousness left, Joel checked his breathing, and it was smooth, indicating that the respiratory system was still working normally, so other systems in the body should not be affected, but there was a problem with the conduction process of nerve impulses, causing the brain to be unable to control the muscles in the body, as expected, this was just anesthetic poison.

But he couldn't move his hands and feet, and he couldn't speak, and Joel was like a patient who woke up on the operating table in a horror movie, and he had to be slaughtered, the only difference was whether it was a lancet or a boning knife that dissected him.

The old man finally moved, put his hands behind his back, stepped on a game console in front of him, and walked down to Joel.

............

Lance didn't have time to care about Joel, just as Bob said, he couldn't escape, the Möbius belt could not only turn up and down, but also change left and right, he ran towards Joel, and the next moment he could fall, and face in the opposite direction, because there was only one road, like riding a roller coaster, flipping, maneuvering, but there was no safety guardrail.

If he doesn't solve Xiaobo, he can't save Joel, whether he knows the old man's weakness or not.

Bo grinned, still biting his sleeve, and suddenly threw the blade in his other hand at Lance, then put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out a few keys, also between his fingers, and clenched his fist.

The key is not sharpened, it is much more blunt than the blade, and the wound is much wider than the blade, and the wound is irregular, even if it is difficult to suture with a needle, and it is bound to leave a hideous scar.

"It seems that I guessed wrong, the blade is not meant to make my passage through the Mobius smoother, just a child's gadget. Lance smiled and put on a defensive posture again.

Bear children will always be curious about dangerous things, the more adults don't let them touch, the more curious they feel, blades, matches, electricity, every bear child can find some uncreative ways to die, Xiaobo plays with blades, probably to prove to others that he is an adult.

Lance didn't want to be pulled out by the key for a long wound, but now there was nothing he could do, the gun in his hand couldn't hit Xiaobo at all, and he would return to hit himself because of Mobius, which may be the reason why Xiaobo's attack rhythm was relatively slow, he was waiting for Lance to shoot.

"Come on, the moment you make a move, you're going to die, I promise. Lance said with a smile.

Bo didn't understand, but rushed up, leaning forward, completely defenseless, waving his arm and slashing at Lance's abdomen with the key.

"Beware!"

Yang Bo in the distance suddenly shouted, his voice full of fear.

"Huh?" Bob looked over as his wrist was grabbed by Lance again.

Seeing no danger, Bob bit his sleeve and turned his eyes back to Lance, feeling the force of Lance's tugging on his arm to knock him down.

"It's useless. He laughed again, and his power was activated, pulling Lance towards him.

The Mobius belt, even the power can be reversed.

At this moment, Xiaobo saw a sword stab out of Lance's abdomen, and the blade was dazzlingly white.

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