Chapter 3 Fruits
Fishman Karate and Fishman Jiu-Jitsu are both techniques for manipulating water.
Bright couldn't shoot a shockwave that pierced the giant like Jinping and threw out droplets of water that were more powerful than cannonballs, but it was easy to get them to have the power of bullets.
Blood flowed down the wide corridor.
Brett was silent, he didn't deliberately attack these naval points, but he didn't deliberately avoid them either.
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, and he never killed a single chicken in Dalian since he was a child.
But in this life, he grew up in Fishman Street, which is full of bad children, and is a fierce and violent shark.
He stepped forward and stepped on a hand, a hand reaching for the phone bug that had fallen to the side.
Bright looked down at the captain who was flushed and looked up at him unwillingly.
Iron?
No wonder the neck is so hard.
"You, actually, are so strong?" The captain's voice was hoarse with disbelief.
"It's just that it wasn't time to show it before."
Bright kicked the captain in the chest, causing the man to smash into the wall like a cannonball, and the walls made of special metal were slightly dented.
"It's flat."
Bright took a deep breath.
The first step of the plan was completed perfectly, and the absence of a doctor to avoid having to fight in the prison was a long way off.
The next thing to do is to rush directly to the port of the base in one go, jump into the sea, and then no one can stop you.
Who can stop the fish-people in the sea?
Thanks to the builders of this base, it was built so big and complicated that even insiders could easily get lost, so they could only carve topographic maps in certain key locations.
Now, that's where it comes in handy.
Bright moved his body.
After rushing out from here, there will be no respite, and you must rush to the finish line in one go.
Otherwise, it's all over.
After recalling the memories of his past life, Bright didn't really have any big ambitions.
Originally, he just wanted to mix in the city for a year, and then go back to Fish-Man Island to find a job, learn the hegemony art with Jinping, and wait until the Straw Hat Boy went to sea and the revolutionary army overthrew the Tianlong people.
Anyway, Joey Boy will fulfill the promise he made with the mermaid princess eight hundred years ago, right?
But it's a pity that he was brought here.
I don't want to die in prison, and I don't want to be quietly disposed of by the government after losing my value.
So, he chose to rebel.
It's a pity that his size is too big, and he doesn't fit these navy clothes, otherwise it might be much easier to move.
Bright took a few steps forward and breathed a sigh of relief, constantly recalling the base structure map he had seen before.
Then, he lowered his body and took a deep breath.
"Readyβ"
The muscles of the whole body are already tense.
"Run!"
The explosive power burst out, causing Bright's tall body to turn into an afterimage and gallop forward.
In the blink of an eye, he had rushed out of the bathhouse area, in other words, re-entered the surveillance area.
Bright shook his hands together, and the surveillance phone bugs along the way were all smashed by him with water droplets.
But only in this area that he is more familiar with.
Running on, this area was the only place he had seen on the construction map.
He couldn't get rid of the spy phone bug in the first place.
There was even a group of naval patrols just around the corner ahead.
"You'reβ"
Seeing Bright rushing over, the navy was a little confused, and they didn't know what the situation was.
"Shark muscle palm!"
The moisture concentrated in his legs, then turned into explosive force, and Bright swept up the air like a shadow, and then stomped on the ceiling to turn before the sailors didn't even react.
In the next second, he had smashed into the naval queue like a cannonball.
"Three thousand watts of roundhouse kicks!"
Like a tornado, the navy was swept away by the storm and turned into a flurry of fallen leaves.
Without any pause, Brett strode forward.
It's not far away.
Now it's time to bet on who will be faster in the reaction speed of the scientific troops or their own movement speed!
In the monitoring room, the navy finally sensed that something was wrong.
"That fish-man!! He ran away!! β
"Damn it! Something happened! This guy's target is the port, notify the central control room, and lower the blocking gate! β
"Hurry up and report to your superiors and stop him before he escapes into the sea!!"
The shrill sirens tore apart the silent night at the base, and the flickering red light made everyone tense.
"Hit the water!"
Bright threw out a series of water droplets and flew the last few navies in front of him.
But he didn't have the slightest sense of joy.
This was already the fifth patrol team he had defeated.
The interval between their appearances in front of them is getting shorter and shorter.
It's no wonder that his whereabouts are always exposed, and the longer the time drags on, the more people stop in front of him.
"Shark muscle palm!!"
Moisture is once again gathering in the legs.
Such explosive moves weren't originally meant to be used to rush, but now they can't be managed so much.
Bright rushed forward like lightning.
"The Seventeenth Squad has been defeated!"
"The ninth, thirteenth squad defeated!"
"Damn, even Major Konitz has been defeated!!"
"Don't worry, he can't escape!! What awaits him ahead is an iron wall! β
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"Whew-whew-whew-"
Bright gasped for air, his right hand on his left shoulder, where a not-so-deep hole of blood was bleeding, and not only that, but he also had a lot of injuries on his body.
There are more and more enemies surrounding him, and they are getting stronger and stronger, and just now he met a guy who is proficient in three and six styles, and when he was besieged, he was a little careless, and he used a finger gun to open a hole in his shoulder.
Fortunately, in the end, there was still a thrilling kill.
Passing through the temporary warehouse in front of you, you will find the port.
Bright took a deep breath and pushed open the door to the warehouse.
"Shoot!"
There was a loud cheer from behind the door.
Then there was the crackling sound of a storm.
Bright hid in the distance from the doorway, watching as the wall outside the door was turned into a hornet's nest.
I knew there must be an ambush.
There are at least hundreds of people in this firepower.
When the gunfire stopped for a while, Bright jumped over and stuck his head out to take a look.
Just a glance, and then he turned his head and ran without looking back, without the slightest intention of stopping.
The warehouses are all black and pressed by the navy.
Behind them, the gates to the port were closed.
And in front of the navy, there stood a man, a man in a coat of justice and with the rank of rear admiral on his shoulders!
If you can't win, it's absolutely impossible to break head-on.
Damn, only plan B can be executed!
I can only gamble!
Bright struggled to recall the base structure diagram and began the second round of escape.
in the monitoring room.
"What's going on? The guy ran back! β
"Damn, do you realize that you can't break through the siege?"
"Tell your superiors quickly, don't mobilize troops to the port again, that guy has moved to other areas!"
The navy quickly adjusted its direction, this time it was not a small fight, each unit was led by an officer with the rank of colonel, a team of hundreds of people!
Bright is well aware that as time goes by, the naval force that surrounds him will become stronger and stronger, so he must use his brain.
He didn't go straight to the target, and while looking for the surveillance phone bugs that were destroying along the road, he began to go around in circles, and when the phone bugs were destroyed a lot, he began to retreat.
"Damn! I can't see that guy anymore! β
"Where did he hide?"
"It's okay, we're already heading towards that area! He can't escape! β
Brett knew that even if he was temporarily out of surveillance, the Navy would quickly compress the space to zero, and he would not have any respite.
But it's enough.
Bright turned around and headed for his true destination.
More navies must have been lured in the other direction, right?
When Bright reappeared in the surveillance, the navy in the monitoring room was shocked.
"What's going on? How did that guy go to the depths of the base? β
"It's okay! Colonel Ronald is nearby! He can't escape! β
Bright ran as hard as he could, calculating as he went.
Then, finally, just as he was very close to his destination, a naval contingent stopped ahead.
"Stop! That's it, Fishman! β
The admiral, armed with a long knife, shouted, "You have nowhere to escape, so take it with your hands tied!" β
Behind him, hundreds of Navy soldiers pointed their guns at Bright.
Without any hesitation, Bright galloped forward with all his might.
He's gambling.
He was right.
"Damn!"
The Colonel gritted his teeth, "Don't shoot!" Draw the knife! Get him! β
This fish-man is an important experimental material for Dr. Vegapunk.
The navy drew their swords and, led by the colonel, rushed towards Bright.
"Shave!"
Bright only felt that the admiral had appeared in front of him in an instant, mercilessly, and slashed at him.
So fast!
Bright gritted his teeth, in the truest sense of the word.
He opened his mouth wide and bit down on the incoming blade.
Click!
Crisp sound.
"What?"
The colonel's face changed abruptly.
His saber was actually bitten out of a crack by this guy!
Although it is not a famous knife, it is also a top grade that has been tempered for thousands of years!
Little did he know that the sharks were most proud of their bite force.
"Three thousand tile fists!"
Blocking the Colonel's knife, Bright punched the Colonel in the stomach.
"Iron!"
It felt like it was hitting steel, but the colonel was knocked out of the way, hitting the side wall like a cannonball.
Brett didn't bother with the Colonel, so he jumped to his feet, relayed on the wall on one side of the corridor, directly past the navies who didn't dare to shoot, and then ran forward as fast as he could.
"Forehead ββ!"
The colonel who fell to the ground clutched his chest, his face turned pale, and the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed uncontrollably, this guy is so terrifying!
But he immediately wiped the blood and said angrily, "Catch up!" β
Bright ran all the way forward.
The navy is wondering, where exactly does he want to go?
The further you go inside, the more you have no place to escape.
Soon, then, something surprising happened.
Brett came to the front of a certain gate.
He pushed the door open and walked in, and then he locked the door from the inside.
It's finally here.
"Huh? That's, a place to store discard, right? β
"yes, all of the Doctor's failures are here."
"Is that guy's destination here? Could it be that he wanted to use the props inside to escape? β
"That idiot, it's all useless failures, if it weren't for the things that the doctor threw into the garbage dump for a souvenir!"
"There is no monitoring phone bug installed in it, so I can't confirm the situation inside."
"It's okay, it's closed inside, he has nowhere to escape, let's break through head-on after gathering some more people!"
The Navy felt that victory was in hand.
Bright locked the door, and before he had time to examine the room in detail, he began to search.
It didn't take much effort, and he quickly found what he was looking for on a platform in the corner of the room.
It was a fruit that had been placed here at random.
It is fiery red, and the skin is like scales.
The bet won.
It's really here!