The commotion continued, and Lumian, who was worried that "Hammer" Aite had a certain sense of danger, only slightly discerned the height, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet passed through the cord, leaving a burn mark.

Before that, "Iron Hammer" Aite was already standing on end, and he didn't care that he was still urinating, so he fell down to the side suddenly.

The yellowed liquid splattered everywhere, and the bullet grazed the arm of the "hammer" Aite and hit the wall, bouncing off and nearly hitting Luan.

After missing the blow, Lumian dropped the pistol, grabbed the Il side of the curtain, and ripped it off violently, covering it towards Aite "Hammer".

Before the "Hammer" Aite could recover from the pain of the tightening, his eyes were black, wrapped in an off-white shower curtain.

He didn't panic, rolled over, hid next to the bathtub, and then grabbed the shower curtain with both hands and pulled it, swinging it forward as a weapon.

With a pop, Lumian's fist was tied together with a little bit of a cord and failed to hit Aite "Hammer" in the head.

Aite took advantage of the situation and tore his pants with a thud.

He threw a punch like a hammer at Lumian.

Lumian hurriedly raised a fight, only to feel that the opponent's strength was so great that he couldn't bear it and had to take a step back to stabilize his body, and as soon as Aite pulled back the situation, he immediately chased after him, alternating his hands and punching.

He relied on his height and strength, and his strength was better than that of the other party, and he didn't use any other skills, just real punches and straight punches, like cannonballs bombarding Lumian.

It wasn't until a moment that he could see the attacker's appearance clearly, his hair was blonde and black, his eyes were light blue and bright, and his nose was stuffed with white paper.

Shire? The Charles who killed Margot and seriously injured Wilson? Aite was startled at first, and then burst into joy.

It's not that strong, I can kill him!

The space in the bathroom was very cramped, and Lumian, who was forced to endure the stench, only took two punches from the "giant" who was nearly 1.9 meters long, took two steps back, and was forced to the place next to the door.

At this time, the gangsters outside heard the gunshots and rushed over, and one of them grabbed the handle and pushed the door inward.

Lumian's left leg, which was about to dodge the low kick of "Hammer" Aite, suddenly slipped back and kicked hard at the door.

With a clang, the wooden door that had just opened the crack closed again, almost hitting the nose of the gangster outside.

Seeing that they couldn't open the door for a while, the gangsters all pulled out their pistols and aimed at the wooden door, but they didn't dare to shoot.

They still have a bit of a brain to know that the bathroom is very small, and now they don't know who is blocking the door, if they shoot blindly, it is easy to accidentally injure or even kill the "Iron Hammer" boss by mistake, and change the situation of the battle.

At this time, Lumian took advantage of the kick that kicked the door back, his body was short, and he dodged the straight punch of "Iron Hammer" Aite, and bullied Wang's side.

Punches, elbows, knees, and feet, he delivers short punches in succession, each striking to interrupt his attack before the enemy can fully exert his strength.

It's like making a martial artist who habitually exhale with a "hey" sound every time he can only "hey", but can't "ha", and only halfway through his exertion will take the initiative to meet the opponent and forcibly block it.

The difference in strength between the two sides was greatly erased after Lumian changed his strategy, and he not only managed to recover a little bit, but also took advantage of his greater flexibility and ability to make unconventional moves, trying to move his body and change his position.

Not long after, the one blocking there with his back to the bathroom door became "Hammer" Aite.

"Iron Hammer" Aite was worried that his subordinates were not intelligent enough, so he fired a volley from outside, killing himself, and was distracted and shouted, "Don't, shoot!" Although Charles relied on skill to close the gap, "The Hammer" Aite was not frustrated at all and was extremely confident.

As long as he plays normally, with the environment of the bathroom, he is sure enough to kill the other party directly, the only question is how long it will take.

Of course, Aite "The Hammer" was not careless, and he continued to force his fists and kicks to try to force Lumien close to the window, leaving room for his men to open the door and enter.

He was worried that the other party had some extraordinary abilities, and he felt that someone could pull him with a pistol to help him solve the enemy faster and better.

Bang bang bang, bang pong, in the face of an all-out attack from a "martial artist", Lumian didn't show his defeat, but he also felt the struggle.

In this process, the eyes of "Iron Hammer" Aite constantly scanned the surrounding situation, afraid that the other party would have some traps or ambush powerful helpers.

His gaze swept over the edge of the tub and saw an open metal vial.

What does that do?" As soon as Aite flashed such a thought, Lumian already showed a sarcastic smile, and scolded in the difficult block: "It's useless, thing! I have to wait for the people outside, come in and get busy!"

With a buzz, the anger of "Tie Pan" Aite exploded.

He couldn't care about anything else, and set off an unusually furious attack.

"Provocation"!

Lumian added the "provocation" ability to the sentence just now! In the face of the furious "Iron Hammer" Aite, in the face of the powerful hammer blow He struggled to support, sometimes relying on the flexibility of the "Dance Room" to change the position.

Before he knew it, he was forced to get close to the wall with the window.

This left room for the bathroom door to open, but the gangsters outside dared to push it inward, fearing that kicking the door hard would hit the back of the "Hammer" boss.

At this moment, Lumian, whose sense of smell seemed to have been destroyed by the stench, keenly sensed that the strength of the "Iron Hammer" Aite had weakened, and the speed of his attack had slowed down.

The drug worked!

Lumian steadied his feet sideways, threw punches with his belted arms, and launched a counterattack.

Bang! The arm of the "Iron Hammer" Aite, who was holding his punch, trembled obviously, and his eyes showed a mixture of shock and panic.

Why, why has my strength weakened so much? Why is my reaction slowing down as well? Lumian grasped his opponent's state and threw two straight punches in succession, forcibly opening his opponent's arms.

Immediately after, he stepped closer, leaned slightly sideways, and slammed his left elbow into the opponent's chest.

"Iron Hammer" Aite couldn't react, and he couldn't dodge being hit by an elbow, which cracked his bones, blackened his eyes, and turned his chest stuffy.

Lumian didn't give him a chance to adjust, and straightened his body. Let the right fist that is ready to attack from the bottom to the top and hit the prey in the abdomen.

He never had the luxury of relying on that bottle of psyche to make "Iron Hammer" Ai directly unconscious, after all, the other party can weaken the effect of some extraordinary abilities purely by relying on his body and spirit, and he should also have a lot of resistance in the face of the drug.

Moreover, no matter how small and semi-enclosed the washroom is, it is also a space that can fit a bathtub, toilet and sink, which will greatly reduce the effect of the drug.

Lumian's hope is to use the drug to weaken Aite "The Hammer" in combat, making his reflexes slower and his strength much lower, so that the balance of victory will be inexorably tilted.

Burst!

Hammer Ait, who was punched in the abdomen, instinctively hooked his body and became shorter than Lumian. Lumian seized the opportunity to raise his fists and slam them into the back of his ears.

Bang!

In the midst of the sound in no particular order, Aite's eyes went black and he fainted. This is the dual effect of effectively combating plus drugs.

Lumian squatted down and held the "hammer" in front of him.

This was because the gang of gangsters had opened the bathroom door for a few seconds, but because Aite "Hammer" had always turned his back to them, covering Lumian's figure, they didn't shoot.

Now, they saw the giant-like Hammer Boss simply knocked unconscious by his attackers.

Lumian set up the "Iron Hammer" Aite and smiled at the group of people at the door: "Shoot? Why don't you shoot?"

One of the gangsters saw the other party's signature gold and black hair color, and saw the rather handsome face, and suddenly had a series of associations.

"Xia you? Are you Charles?" He let out a voice of astonishment.

The Charles who killed Boss Margot and threw Boss Wilson off the fourth floor? The Charr of the Savoyard Party? He's here again? Lumian was keenly aware of the instantaneous intense fear of those gangsters.

Smiled and patted Aite on the shoulder and helped him dust off some of it.

Then, he held the "hammer" Aite and walked to the door of the bathroom step by step.

At the same time, he curled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "You have two choices, one is to exit this room now and go to the boss of your Stinger Gang for help!" The second is that I killed them here one by one.

He said as he walked forward, smiling and his eyes coldly sweeping over the faces of each of the gangsters, as if wondering how to kill them.

Those gangster thugs involuntarily shivered slightly, and a similar thought came to their minds at the same time, anyway, the "Hammer" boss has been caught by him, and we will only hurt him by shooting, so it is better to go to the boss for help.

"Hmm"

Lumien made a nasal voice, urging them to make a decision.

With a swipe on the floor, the first gangster turned and fled the room, and the others gave up the confrontation.

When there was no one here, Lumian breathed a sigh of relief.

Those guys really had to be ruthless, not controlled by timidity, and with the small environment of the case and those ten guns, it was enough to shoot him.

Of course, "Ran Sleep" Aite doesn't want to live.

It's at least a four-minute run from here to 126 Market Avenue.... I had to finish the interrogation before Roger "The Black Scorpion" and them went out to get out of the scene and go to the Breeze Ballroom to find Baron Brinell.

With only four minutes to go, Lumien crouched down as he analyzed the current situation, leaning Aite against the door of the bathroom.

Then he removed the shoulder joints of his prey, tied his legs together with a shower curtain, and opened the window.

With all this done by allowing the wind to form a convection current, Lumian removed the paper from his nose, took out the metal vial containing the foul-smelling gas, and brought it to the nose of Aite "Hammer".

Ahh

"Hammer" Aite sneezed and opened his eyes.

Lumian immediately withdrew the metal vial and screwed the lid on, keeping the other party in a relatively weak state.

"What do you want to do?"

"Iron Hammer" Aite asked fearfully and anxiously after seeing the person in front of him clearly.