As if he had completely seen through the woman's movements, Wang Jin pressed the button and hit the other half of the woman's body.
Contact is established and suppression is formed.
This woman is very strong. If she insists on suppressing her, Wang Jin won't be able to hold on for long.
But she tried to die and split herself into two halves, so Wang Jin was very relaxed.
"Is thirty seconds up?"
Wang Jin asked softly, then without any hesitation, he suddenly raised his hand and penetrated the woman's body with his sword.
The illusory petals are still flying in the air, but the battle has come to an end.
"Not even close."
The woman smiled softly, stretched out her hand and grasped Wang Jin's sword, and then the bandage flew around and tied his arm.
"Your strange ability can only be used by contact. Unfortunately, you are holding a sword in one hand and you dare not let go of the other hand."
Wang Jin tugged hard, and the sword was tightly held in the woman's hand. His arms were also tied, making it impossible to break free.
The surrounding bandages suddenly tightened, like a big net, trying to wrap Wang Jin in it and then strangle him.
"I told you to say this. Just let go when it's time to let go."
Wang Jin curled his lips.
He is not someone who loves his sword as much as his life. He can abandon the weapon at any time if necessary.
After all, if the weapon is gone, there will be another one, but if the life is gone, it is really gone.
But in the current situation, even if he let go of the Western sword, he would still die under the bandage with his bare hands.
"But it's not yet time to drop your weapons and run away."
Wang Jin smiled and held the sword slightly harder.
He used contact suppression on the sword.
Old Pete's blessing attached to the weapon temporarily expired.
The noble and elegant Western sword disappeared instantly and turned back into a blood-stained fruit knife.
Because of this, Wang Jin's weapon was a lot shorter.
The woman's hand that was tightly holding the Western sword suddenly became empty, and she subconsciously raised her head.
As soon as Wang Jin had an idea, the suppression disappeared.
The blessing of the amusement park comes to the fruit knife again, and the fragrance of iris comes to my face.
The Western sword cuts skillfully, and the exquisite skills of the declining nobles are reproduced here.
When Wang Jin noticed that the woman seemed to be weaving a web, he cut off the bandage here in advance.
Therefore, he is currently in the weakest part of this web.
"The next thing you say is, 'Time's up, I lose.'"
Among the bandage fragments flying in the sky, Wang Jin cut off the woman's arm with his sword, and then kicked her down with a flying kick.
Just as the woman was about to fight back, Wang Jin put his hand on her head.
As long as she has a thought, both halves of her body will be suppressed at the same time, allowing others to slaughter her.
After a brief silence, the woman spoke softly.
"Time's up, I lose."
She is very strong. If she attacks Wang Jin with all her strength from the beginning, Wang Jin will have no chance to become familiar with swordsmanship.
Unfortunately, she didn't expect Wang Jin's fighting instinct to be so strong.
In other words, this guy is both evil and evil.
At first, he deliberately pretended to be panicked, but he immediately saw what the woman was going to do and secretly made preparations in advance.
He is also very adaptable and can always use unexpected methods to break the deadlock.
In short, the woman's loss this time was not unfair.
Of course, if the two of them were allowed to fight again, Wang Jin would probably be pressed and rubbed by a woman with all her strength.
As long as she doesn't let Wang Jin get close, contact suppression will have no effect at all.
You can beat him to death with a bandage.
"Thanks for the advice."
Wang Jin smiled and stretched out his hand to the woman, but forgot that her arm had just been chopped off by him, so he had to bend down and help her up.
"My name is Wang Jin, and my purpose is to get rid of bad luck."
The other half of the woman's body jumped over, picked up the arm and helped her put it on.
Under the bandage, the arm quickly returned to its original state.
"My name is Mu Mu. I am willing to admit defeat and join your camp."
Mu Mu moved her arms, and then took out a bandage from Wang Jin's pocket.
"I just put it in while you were not paying attention. In fact, I am fully capable of killing you."
Wang Jin took a closer look and saw that the bandage had blood-red patterns on it, and it even seemed to be breathing, undulating slightly.
"Wow, that's awesome."
With a slight smile, Wang Jin clapped his hands, picked up a blast bomb from Mu Mu's feet, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Unlike Mu Mu who stuffed the bandage into his pocket just before the battle, Wang Jin's detonating bomb had been thrown out long ago.
Fortunately, Mumu chose to join Wang Jin instead of breaking up, otherwise she would probably be a piece of meat by now.
Wang Jin has never been afraid of playing dirty tricks.
"It's not that I'm attacking you. Your strength is barely enough to protect yourself. If you want to fight against bad luck, you're not even close."
Mu Mu looked at the disgraced Wang Jin and spoke slowly.
"Don't worry, I have other trump cards."
Wang Jin grinned, his expression covered by night vision goggles.
"Huh? What are you looking at me doing?"
Turning to look at Leonard, Wang Jin suddenly found that they were looking at him blankly.
However, Wang Jin then thought about it, it was the first time for them to see him fighting, so it was understandable that they were a little surprised.
"As expected of my eldest brother, I, Da Long, really did follow the wrong person."
Zhang Dalong grinned widely, but unfortunately his appearance was a little too eye-catching.
"I didn't expect that things in the second dimension really exist."
Shou Gong touched his chin, his snake-like eyes flashing with excitement.
"Ahem."
Leonard seemed to be about to say something, but Wang Jin stopped him with his hand.
"Save these words for later. It's time to go up."
Wang Jin glanced at several people and said slowly.
"You mean the one on the fourteenth floor?"
Mu Mu took over the conversation and pointed upstairs.
"There's no need to go up, that person is already dead."
"died?"
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
These residents are the failed products of the doctor's experiment. Although they do not have as strong a self-healing ability as the ghost story, they still have the property of being indestructible.
And this woman named Mu Mu opened her mouth to say that he was dead, which made Wang Jin a little confused.
"That person is out of his mind. He always says that he should be the ruler of this community and all residents must listen to him."
"Later, he committed suicide by trying to grab the security guard's flashlight, but in the end, he was illuminated and no one was left alive."
"So now I am the only one in Building 42."
Mu Mu spread her hands and her tone didn't sound like she was joking.
"What do you think?"
Wang Jin patted Zhang Dalong on the shoulder and asked in a low voice.
"I did hear that there is such a person in the community, and attacking security guards is indeed something he can do."
Zhang Dalong nodded, proving that Mu Mu's words were not lies.
"Then you can go directly to Building 43."
Wang Jin touched his chin and said.
Mu Mu had no need to lie to herself, and even if the weirdo on the 14th floor was still alive, Wang Jin didn't want to have contact with him.
If you go alone to kill a security guard, isn't that a complete loss of your brain?