Chapter 117: The Limit of Swapping
Click.
Lawrence didn't say anything more, and without moving, he activated his ability, and the guards around the middle-aged gangster turned into a pile of scrap metal in an instant.
"*Civilized Dis*! Use a heterocrystalline weapon! β
After escaping from the siege of the unmanned battery, Lawrence naturally knew the other party's methods, this time the ability was aimed at the group of guards, their hearts, brains, lungs, large and small intestines, and even their teeth were replaced, and their organs were incompatible with each other, under the impact of the exchange, the bodies of this group of guards were like a crazy slime, and the bodies that suddenly expanded or shrunk from the seven orifices flowed blood.
The gangster, whose ribs had been replaced with slender screws, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his chest sank deeply, and he was cut off before he could figure out what was happening.
What's more, the gangster whose brain has been replaced with bricks, hearts with grenades, and teeth with brass bullets is like an AI just starting to learn to draw, and this postmodern magic painting makes the middle-aged gangsters vomit out.
Vomiting ββββ
By the time he uttered the sound of the music box, Lawrence had already killed all his guards, and the gangster who had fallen to the ground and suffered so much that he stared at the middle-aged gangster, as if questioning him, asking him why he had provoked such a madman.
"You're the only one left. What do you do in Gonzalez? β
"Ahem, Mader, Lao Tzu is the counselor of the Gonzalez familyβββ Samuel Gonzalez! What kind of monster the hell are you! β
Lawrence realized at this time that he had finally caught a real big fish, and these high-ranking gangsters who usually worked all day long were not at all something that ordinary people could see.
But now there is such a gang standing in front of her, usually if they give an order, someone will be killed, and some families will be destroyed, obviously he is spreading despair in the Syndicate City, and this kind of person even calls her a monster.
"Alvin never disliked my hands, he said that my back was beautiful when I was teaching boxing, and he always thought that a woman like me was beautiful. So I'm a monster? Or am I the monster to you? β
The burning anger in her heart was extinguished at the thought of her husband's praise, and then there was only one cold thought left in her heart: she wanted revenge and let the gangster in front of her die.
The ability activated, but two seconds later, Samuel's Xenomorphic Crystal tactical armor flashed with sparks, but it didn't explode like his guards.
"Hehe, you're a monster! The armor I'm wearing is designed to protect against the abilities of you confinements, and there's no way your abilities can affect me! β
Samuel was right, Lawrence 'couldn't see' his organs under the protection of the Xopathic Crystal armor, because the path of the ability was blocked by the layer of Xopathic Crystal outside.
Click.
Lawrence took out the pistol on his waist and pulled the trigger without saying a word, but there was a loud sound.
"Hehe, it's useless, I turned on the flame retardant stance just now, even if your gun has bullets, you can't shoot it."
Lawrence, who threw away the pistol, picked up the shotgun on the ground, aimed it at Samuel's head and pulled the trigger again, and the sound from the muzzle of the gun was still a hollow sound.
"Oh, you monster doesn't have a very bright head, can't you understand what I'm saying? The guns you need to fire with gunpowder won't work in this space. β
Looking at Lawrence, whose abilities and guns had failed, Samuel smiled sinisterly, he hadn't experienced the feeling of his life hanging by a thread and almost being succeeded by the enemy for a long time.
However, even he didn't notice that the best solution now was to get rid of Lawrence quickly, but he kept explaining his advantages in equipment, just like the villains in the anime who would be kind enough to explain tricks to the protagonist.
"And such a weapon is not fired by the combustion of gunpowder, it is a stream of micron water shot at extremely high pressure and intensity. Silent and deadly, like a good hunter, hunt you damn monsters. β
Samuel blocked Lawrence's abilities with his armor studded with heterocrystals, and he spoke louder and louder, a far cry from the good hunter in his words, as if the high-pressure water gun mounted on his armor was loaded by sound.
Samuel, who didn't realize that he was afraid, spoke louder and louder, completely losing his bearings, and in his fear, he actually confided everything about his hole cards to the enemy, as if he thought that Lawrence in front of him was an animal that could only be killed by humans, and he really imagined himself as a hunter who hunted her.
"What are you afraid of? Don't you feel like you've got the upper hand? Why do I listen to your voice and only think that you are very weak-hearted? Are you really Gonzalez's counselor? Or are you just a coward? No, maybe the Gonzalez family is just like you, just a bunch of cowards who only draw their knives at the weaker. β
Hiding behind cover, Lawrence once again plugged the wound from the high-pressure water cannon, leaning behind the pillar, she only asked these questions slowly in a flat voice, although the voice was completely covered by Samuel, but it still made the greedy staff officer even more shaken. The only constant was his screaming voice.
"Get out of here and die! Death! How do you know about our family's ambitions! Morality is nothing but shackles, and shackles did not exist from the beginning! There have never been any shackles in this place of syndicates! β
Rustle rustleββββ
As Samuel yelled, the sound of his own speech and heavy breathing made him unaware of the subtle sounds of the battlefield. The sound slowly grew louder and louder, like a breeze blowing through the fine sand on the ground.
Samuel, who suddenly realized that something was wrong, finally saw clearly what was making the sound.
It was the pillar in front of him, the steel and concrete gradually becoming fragmented under the exchange, first torn into pieces, then from fragments to pieces, and finally the pillar turned into a tornado mixed with iron powder and concrete.
"Nope! No, no, no!! How is this possible! Why did your ability do it this way? β
"Hehe, you don't think the shackles don't exist, so why are you still trapped here by me?"
The constant swapping turned the debris into a deadly spiral, and in the blink of an eye, they ripped Samuel's Xopathic Crystal armor apart, pouring countless fragments into his mouth, making his body swell like a giant orb, and even more surprisingly, he was still alive even in this state.
Painfully alive.
And feel the long-lost shackles.