Bugs Bunny.

This rabbit is Ryan's favorite fiction character, and in his endless wanderings, he watches all the cartoons about rabbits. The Courier always laughed at the hunter's failure to catch the cunning animal, and their anger grew with each missed bullet.

So it must be frustrating for these two people.

"Stop!" By this time, the ghoul was already in flames, and it was difficult to see through the white fog around him. The entire harbor is slowly freezing, and psychopaths throw car-sized blocks of ice at Ryan. "Stop running away!"

Ryan lazily stopped time, moved out of the projectile's path, and then canceled his abilities. In fact, the angrier a psychopath is, the worse his aiming skills become. Unfortunately, the white fog around Mr. Dyme's bones also prevents Ryan from approaching him without freezing to death.

He knew he should buy a thicker sweater.

"Ghoul, he's a speedster!" Sarin roared, still standing on the roof to keep the high ground. She was no more successful in striking Ryan than her allies, and Ryan taunted her, activating his time-stopping device when her attack was only an inch away from him. At one point, the courier even took the time to give her a flying kiss. "Freeze him up!"

"I'm not a speedster, I'm a quick save!" Ryan shouted, then revealed his biggest secret. "I'm immortal, but don't tell anyone!"

"Soon you'll be blood on the sidewalk!"

What's on the sidewalk? So far, the two psychos have destroyed the entire waterfront, turning it into an icy wasteland of snow and craters. Ryan had to move further north, looking for a place to stand, eventually luring the two to an empty parking lot.

As the ghoul chased him on foot, his female companion glided over the top of the street lamp and somehow managed to avoid slipping. There was something wrong with the way she was moving, as if she didn't have weight at all. All lunatics are mutants, so she must have abnormal physiology under the hazmat suit.

"I'm sorry, but you make ice cream and blow air," Ryan noted. "Household products can do that. And I'm in control of all the keys to reality. I try to make myself sound less condescending, but ......"

The ghoul let out a furious roar, unleashing a large white mist that froze everything it passed.

Ryan simply activated his time-stopping device and dodged it again. However, he was tired of the pursuit, and now that he had the opportunity, he grabbed two throwing knives; One aimed at the ghoul's remaining eyes, and the other at sarin.

When time returned, the ghoul lost one of his remaining eyes, and Sarin was stabbed through the chest.

"You make things easy."

However, Ryan stopped talking when green gas emerged from Sharin's hazmat suit. This strange substance immediately rusted the street lamps underneath the "psychopaths", causing electrical components to short circuit and the metal to slowly bend. Sarin put his hand on the opening, trying to keep the gas inside.

He knew she was full of empty words.

"I'm going to kill you......" the ghoul whimpered, his face now looking like a strawberry smoothie, all the frozen blood coming out of his skull. It's kind of scary, but Ryan has seen even more frightening. "I'm going to kill you......"

"Ghoul, I know you're in love with me at first sight at the sight of my gorgeous costume and my long, bloody bat," Ryan laughed at him. "Trust me, I hear things like this all the time. But I don't see you that way. ”

"I swear to God, I swear," Nasty Ice Cream said in a rough voice with his hands over his face, "If you're kidding again, I-"

"Are you going to snub me?" Ryan couldn't help but laugh.

The ghoul roared, and his body was engulfed in white mist. The strange substance seemed to swirl around him, forming layers of stalagmites.

When it dissipated, the ghoul vanished, replaced by a four-meter-tall ice giant. This strange combination of a snowman and a hedgehog, with mace instead of hands, and thick ice spike defenses.

"Oh."

Ryan barely had time to jump to the side as the giant snowman tried to squash him like a bug. The tremendous force of this basic structure shattered the concrete and shook the ground. Meanwhile, Shalin was busy mending holes in his clothes and didn't have time to help.

How do ghouls do it? Ice is not like this, it can't even bend! Ryan is called cheating!

The rumbling sound reverberates throughout the parking lot, getting louder with each step. Something heavy is rushing to the battlefield, taking a piece of glory.

“Quicksave !” Zambato walked into the parking lot, a crimson sword in his hand. "The security guards are here!"

"I thought you bought them off?" Ryan asked, dodging another blow from the ghoul. He wondered how a psychopath could find him without eyes, speculating that it might have something to do with temperature.

"We pay them to ignore a delivery, not to let them ignore the destruction of the port!" Zambato looked at the two madmen present and first cut off the street lamp where Shalin was standing. Miss Chernobyl slipped to the other end of the parking lot, confirming Ryan's suspicion that she was made of gasoline.

Zambato's target was changed from sarin to her compatriots, who were closer to her; Despite the weight of his armor, he moved at great speed, slashing off the snowman's leg like a turkey, cutting it in half. However, the severed limb was quickly attached to the body, and Zambato had to take a step back to avoid being frozen by the fog. The Augustan mafia still tries to attack the giant, and he turns out to be so annoying that the ghouls abandon their hunt for Ryan and instead attack this new enemy.

The sound of airplanes echoed above them, and Ryan raised his eyes to watch an attack helicopter fly over the parking lot. He recognized it as a custom-built Agusta A129 Ma

Gusta, driven by two security guards.

Ryan waved a stack of bills at them as a sign of friendship.

They fired a missile.

Ryan stopped the time just in time to move to the spot where the bomb got in the way, and thankfully they didn't use a laser weapon; He runs fast, but not as lightly as he is. When time returned, he quickly realized that the private security guards were aiming at everyone, and the missile hit the center of the battlefield.

Zambato shielded his face with his hands to avoid being knocked down, his armor blocking the shards; And the ghoul's yeti form does not show any discomfort. However, Shalin was pushed back by the explosion and soon stood up in anger.

"Fuck off!" The hazmat girl covers the hole in her clothes with one hand and points to the sky with the other. A second later, she fired a bomb directly at the helicopter, destroying its tail and causing it to crash towards the ground.

Well, long enough. It's game time.

When Shalin pointed her gauntlet at Ryan, the messenger stopped time one last time.

He glanced at the helicopter to see if he was going to rescue the guards, only to see a flying object next to it. A humanoid figure, almost impossible to see in the dark, is only visible due to the smoke obscuring their features. Probably Dy

Amis hired the genome to save the guards.

Good. This means Ryan can focus on working on the ground.

The Time Manipulator ducked behind Shalin, dodging the toxic smoke wafting from her wounds, and her hand moved towards the ghoul.

Time begins again, and the giant snowman is subjected to a constant blast of compressed air. Physics is physics, and the ice building explodes in raindrops and debris, and a helpless ghoul crashes face down into the ground. Zambato quickly cut him in half like an execution, while the helicopter crashed further west on a frozen beach.

Suddenly aware of what had happened, Shalin barely had time to turn his head to look over her shoulder.

"Hit this."

Ryan introduced her to Iron Fist, face forward.

The pistol gauntlet shattered the glass shards on her mask, throwing her backwards. Ryan barely had time to dodge before jumping to the side as a puff of gas was released from the hole in her mask; Miss Hazmat flew like a balloon at full speed towards the horizon, unable to control her trajectory. She continued for a while before finally crashing into the wreckage of a supertanker in the distance.

Ryan glanced at his fist and grimaced as the gasoline rusted the piston to pieces in a matter of seconds. Yes, of course, he could have disemboweled them in the time it stopped......

But life is not about winning. It's for fun.

"Is she dead?" Zambato walked over to Quicker and asked.

"I'm not sure," Ryan shrugged, then realized he couldn't see his favorite undead in the remains of the snowman. "Ghouls?"

"No, that's another of his powers. Even if he loses a suitable organ, he will not die. ”

"He's also immortal?" Ryan gasped in surprise.

"He won't like it. I cut it into more pieces than a birthday cake and threw its head into the ocean. Zambato glanced at the place where Sarin blew up the private security helicopter. The machine crashes into the Mediterranean, and the mysterious superhero is gone. "Luigi's team is gone, we should get away before more security arrives. Can you give me a ride?"

"Anytime," Ryan replied whistling. He could already hear his "Plymouth Fury" flying in circles around the battlefield towards them.

"Can your car move on its own?" Zambato asked in surprise.

"If you really want to know," Ryan confided, "I don't have a driver's license." ”

In the end, the two left the port in the rubble and almost collided with three private security armored minivans.

Before leaving the area, Ryan took one last look at the destroyed helicopter, the wreckage had sunk into the sea. He hoped the guards were okay; They're just doing their job – albeit a little overzealous – and if they die, he'll think about creating a new cycle to save their lives.

"You can leave me in this corner," Zambatoto said, pointing to a train station. "My girlfriend will pick me up."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Ryan asked. "That's great."

"Yes, I already told you......" Zambato's hold back, "I see. One day I'll introduce you two to each other, and I'm sure you'll get along well. Same sense of humor. ”

"There is no hypocritical modesty, I am unique."

"That's for sure!" Zambato replied with a smile, climbed out of the car and onto the sidewalk, where two drunks passed them. "Listen, about your girl...... If it's her submarine technology, then I'll turn to Vulcan for help. "We'll be able to solve this mystery soon."

"I'm grateful, Kudo!" Can I call you like? Or Za

y ?”

"Jamie," the samurai replied, shaking Ryan's hand before leaving. "You can call me Jamie."

Ryan watched him leave, contented. What a night.

Not only did Ryan find clues to Lun Lun, he also made a new friend! A friendly gangster. This, of course, locked him in the Augustan Way, but so far so good. A few more missions, and they'll give him the crucial information he needs to find his best friend.

But that's until you get a good night's sleep. He'll have to fix his rusty fist tomorrow morning, and the night of dodging attacks has exhausted him.

After an hour's drive, Ryan finally arrived at the door of his hotel room, ready to collapse in bed.

His hand touched the doorknob, feeling a little pressure resisting his push.

Click.

"Huh?"

Before Ryan could react to what it was, the floor exploded, and gas and fire erupted three times.

This was the fifth time on May 8, 2020, so Ryan took his Plymouth Fu

Y stopped in the middle of the road.

Of course, quite a few drivers honked their horns in response to him, threatening to cause physical harm to the genome if he didn't move. The courier ignored them, thinking about what had just happened before making a decision.

"I'm going to change hotels," Ryan agreed, driving back to Re

esco。 "The city is not safe at all."

He wondered whether the hotel had insurance against terrorist attacks.