The strength of Future Traveler does not lie in his special abilities, but in his armor. [The armor worn on him like a tight-fitting leather jacket is not only invulnerable, but also seems to increase his strength and speed.
It's like the effect of doping on athletes, maybe even stronger. But who knows except future travelers? After all, it's something from fifty years in the future.
What was the world like half a century ago? At that time, the war was still about having more people, but now it is about whose weapons are more advanced. The development speed of science and technology is very fast, changing with each passing day. If you fall behind, you will be beaten. But
Unfortunately, if you compare the camp of the super intelligent brain with the camp of the revolutionary army, then the advanced side must be the super intelligent brain, and the camp of the revolutionary army must be the backward side. What is even more unfortunate is that Tazawa is
A member of the revolutionary army camp, a god-given stallion.
Tian Ze fights with Future Traveler, and the latter is invulnerable. How can this battle be fought?
However, at the moment of despair, he suddenly heard Qidiao Wanrong's voice, and a fire of hope suddenly ignited in Tian Ze's heart. Qidiao Wanrong was not dead, yes, how could it be so easy for the commander of the special operations force of the Revolutionary Army?
Just die?
Tian Ze doesn't know what exactly happened, but he believes that there must be a reason why Qidiao Wanrong cut off contact with him during this period. As long as he kills the future travelers, he will know the answer!
Tazawa's plan was to find an opportunity to escape, but Qidiao Wanrong appeared, and her instructions were to stabilize the future passengers, so he did not intend to escape. His meticulous body without his bathrobe was blocking the door, with a hand in his hand.
There was a gun, and there was also a gun between his legs, both of which were pointed straight at the future passengers.
This picture is very obscene, very shocking, very weird... In short, even if Van Gogh was alive, he would not be able to paint the essence of this picture.
Even though he was a future traveler who was as cold-blooded as a poisonous snake, he was stunned for a moment when Fatty Tian pointed two guns at him. It took him a while to get used to it. He smiled jokingly: "Compared to the ancient gun in your hand,
Pistol, what scares me more is the meat gun underneath you. I think
Well, the most outstanding thing about your body is the gun between your legs." After a pause, he continued: "However, the hair in that area of your body is too messy and has no sense of beauty at all.
I suggest you get rid of it or find a stylist to style it for you."
Tazawa, who was highly nervous, was suddenly a little confused. He was still thinking about how to stabilize the future passenger, but he didn't expect that the future passenger would be so interested in him, and he automatically stabilized himself.
However, it is only the effort of one sentence.
Just after making the stylist's suggestion, the future passenger suddenly pulled out a gun and started shooting.
The pistol equipped with a silencer made a buzzing sound, and a bullet whizzed towards Tazawa's head.
Tazawa ducked out of the way, just as the future passenger pulled the trigger.
Boom! The bullet hit the wall opposite the door, and a violent explosion suddenly sounded. The whole villa trembled, and concrete fragments flew everywhere like shrapnel. Part of it hit Tazawa's smooth back and
Although he did not cause serious damage to his butt, the skin was scratched in many places, leaving no less than ten wounds of varying depths. Blood gushes out and wets his back.
Wet his ass.
Although he avoided the shot, it almost frightened the fat man out of his wits. The future passenger was clearly holding a pistol, but its power was comparable to a mortar! The lacquered sculpture's graceful appearance allowed him to stabilize the future passenger.
, but didn’t explain to him that this guy had such a perverted gun!
However, Tazawa still did not give up the fight. It was never his character to sit still and wait for death. He pressed against the wall beside the door, just put the fn47 out of the door, and then blindly fired the machine gun.
"Your gun can't hurt me at all, but my gun can injure you or even kill you without hitting you. Do you think you can still survive?" the future traveler said sarcastically. He didn't dodge at all and let it go.
The fn47 bullet hit him. He walked slowly towards the door, his elegant posture seemed to be spreading in the garden, rather than fighting with a gun.
This is the manifestation of technologically advanced being technologically backward.
When the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded the Forbidden City, the Boxers had magical powers to protect their bodies and dared to attack and die, but how could they be a match for foreign guns and cannons?
The sound of footsteps came, approaching step by step, and the pressure was like a mountain.
"If you don't come, I will be dead!" Tian Ze whispered to himself.
"Keep him steady for another twenty seconds!" A lacquered and graceful voice came from the micro communicator placed in the ear.
Tazawa smiled bitterly. He could hear the faint footsteps coming from the future passenger's feet. From this, he could also judge that the future passenger had already reached the door and was only two or three meters away from him. Such a distance, even if
If a future tourist uses a moonwalk on stage to walk, it won’t take him twenty seconds, right?
What to do?
The threat of death was so strong and the pressure from the future passengers was so great that Tazawa's mind started to work rapidly, looking for any way to delay the future passengers for twenty seconds.
No matter how difficult it is, he must do it. He also knows very well that in the narrow alley, with the power of the perverted pistol in the hand of the future traveler, even if he can dodge, it is still very dangerous. So, no matter what
No matter what, you can't be blocked in the alleyway by future tourists. Moreover, Shui Qingli is still lying in the alleyway, and the violent explosion will make her even shot while lying down!
What to do?
His eyes fell on the shattered wall, looking at the cracks that looked like an octopus, and suddenly an idea came to Tianze's mind. Just two hours ago, hadn't he just used Sanchi Jin?
Is it integrated with the power of his mind? His inner strength can smash hard marble floor tiles from a distance of two feet. This power is different from the power of bullets and flying knives. I wonder if it can break through future passengers.
Will the armor cause harm to future passengers?
If he could, not only could he delay it for twenty seconds, he could even defeat the future travelers without the help of Qi Diao Wanrong!
Internal strength is what the proverb calls “internal strength”.
Tian Ze's internal power is different from that of Su Dingshan and Long Wu. His internal power contains his unique energy, which is the power of his mind. If his internal power is described as a ball of flesh and blood, then his power of mind is equivalent to the power of his mind inside this ball of flesh and blood.
bones!
Yes, bones!
Flesh and blood have bones, which means they are stronger and more powerful!
Sweeping away the fear in his heart and ignoring the strong pressure coming from the future passengers, Tazawa took a deep breath. A trace of heat emerged from the meridians, like a small snake scurrying through the meridians. Its appearance was like a stone.
Throwing it into the calm lake surface, it stirred up layers of waves. The acupuncture points with accumulated internal energy suddenly trembled, as if elves were waking up from hibernation.
Every acupuncture point that accumulates internal energy releases internal energy and joins the heat flow. In the blink of an eye, the originally very weak heat flow quickly grows and turns into a torrent!
Gather water to form a river!
With a thought, all the energy was accumulated on Tazawa's right fist. The bones made a snapping sound, the muscles of his arms bulged high, and dark veins were wrapped around his arms like tree roots.
on the arm.
I didn't expect this to be the case at all.
Under the crisis of survival, under the huge pressure of life and death, Tian Ze exploded not only all his strength, but also the potential lurking in his body!
At this time, he was in a completely crazy fighting state!
Just like the gladiators of ancient Rome, the gladiators with naked butts.
The footsteps stopped at the door, and the voice of the future passenger came from behind the door, "I can feel your tension and struggle, and I am honored to tell you that I enjoy the process of killing you." There was a pause.
After a moment, his voice turned cold and leisurely, "So, prepare to welcome your death. Your last breath, your last heartbeat, they are so beautiful and unique."
As soon as the wind blew up, the future passenger suddenly exerted his strength, his body was like lightning, and he rushed out of the door, raised his arms, and swung his gun!
Tazawa seemed to have known his motive for a long time. As soon as the future passenger finished speaking, he waved his hand, lifted up a large pile of concrete fragments scattered opposite the door, and rolled it towards the future passenger.
The pile of concrete fragments was at least half a cubic meter in size and weighed at least more than 500 kilograms. Tazawa's mental lifting strength was only 200 kilograms at first. Later, it was strengthened through training, but it was only about 300 kilograms.
This was a difficult moment. With his potential bursting out, his ability to lift heavy objects with his mind had doubled!
Up to half a square of concrete fragments were suspended by the power of thought, and then rolled towards the door like a storm. The future passengers who had just jumped out of the door were immediately hit by the storm formed by the concrete fragments. In the narrow doorway, left and right
There was no room to dodge, there was a storm of concrete ahead, and there was no way to avoid it except to retreat.
However, the future traveler had no intention of dodging at all. Faced with the violent concrete fragments rolling towards his face, a contemptuous snort came from his nostrils, and he did not pay attention to Tazawa's methods at all. He did
He is proud and arrogant, because under the protection of the armor, he is invulnerable, so why should he be afraid of these concrete fragments?
The only thing that made him unhappy was that these concrete fragments would stain his armor, but compared to the enjoyment brought by killing Tian Ze, this price was nothing.
What Tazawa wants is this arrogance from future travelers.
Because he knows very well that the current effective striking distance of his Sanchijin is a little more than two feet at most. If future travelers retreat and dodge, he will not dare to rush into the house and attack rashly. In that case, speed can catch the future of the bullet.
The passenger is absolutely sure to shoot him in the chest and blow him into countless pieces!