In the narrow aisle of the cabin, Zuo Han stood in the middle, surrounded by people lying on the ground and groaning. A dozen men in front were holding iron rods and other weapons, looking timid. Zuo Han made a slight movement and screamed.
Stepping back, a group of little melons were crowded at the door behind, looking at it curiously and excitedly.
Except for that boy, the oldest of these children was only ten years old, and they didn't have any sense of right and wrong. Zuo Han's fight with the traffickers was just a fight between adults in their eyes. Zuo Han's performance of one against many made him
These little guys are quite admired.
"Uncle, you are a good person." A fat boy looked at Zuo Han with shining eyes.
Zuo Han turned around and asked with a smile: "Why do you think I am a good person now?"
"Bad guys can't beat good guys. It's like that on TV." Following the little fat man's words, the other children nodded in unison.
Zuo Han looked back at the thugs and said, "Did you see that? I can only beat you all down."
"Damn it, I want to see how you beat us down." The crowd dispersed, and Ma Laosan walked out.
"He is Ma Laosan." A small voice reached Zuo Han's ears. Looking back, he saw the shadow of the young man passing behind the other children.
Zuo Han smiled, turned to Ma Laosan again, looked at him twice, and said calmly: "You have a strong sense of death. Among these people, you are the most damnable."
"Don't think that you can become a superman just by being able to punch and kick." Ma Laosan snorted disdainfully, waved his hand, and the person behind him pulled a thick high-pressure water cannon.
Zuo Han glanced at it, turned around and said, "Go back to the cabin and close the door!"
The children seemed reluctant, but the boy drove them out, closed the hatch again, and watched Zuo Han from the window.
Ma Laosan smiled and said, "It seems you also know the power of this thing."
At such a close distance, this kind of high-pressure water cannon can even overturn a car. If a person is hit, it will not be as easy as shown in the movie. And the most terrible thing is that Zuo Han is now at the end of the warehouse, and the terrain is very low.
If the amount of water is too large, the children inside will be submerged.
Zuo Han visually measured the distance to Ma Lao San and others, tapped the ship's plank with his toes, and murmured: "Boss is out, and you are almost here."
If Zuo Han had gone all out, the dozens of people in front of him would have been knocked down by him long ago. The reason for delaying is to attract as many people as possible and catch them all. Otherwise, there are so many children, and Zuo Han alone cannot ensure everything.
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Zuo Han put his feet on the ground and rushed towards Lao San, the galloping horse.
"Give me the water gun!" Ma Laosan grabbed the water gun.
The moment Ma Laosan opened the valve, Zuo Han pressed his palm on the muzzle of the water gun.
A ferocious smile appeared on Ma Laosan's face.
You dare to block the nozzle of the high-pressure water gun with your hands. It seems that you don't want your hands anymore.
But Ma Laosan pulled the valve several times, but there was no movement from the water gun.
Looking at Zuo Han's smiling face, Ma Laosan was a little confused and raised his water gun to take a look.
The nozzle of the water gun was covered with thick ice.
Zuo Han can condense water into ice in such a small area with only 1 point of holy power. If he wants to turn water back into water, he also needs 1 point of holy power...
The moment Ma Laosan turned the muzzle of his gun towards him, Zuo Han gently touched his palm, and a white light that was invisible to the naked eye flashed away.
With a bang, violent water spurted out.
Ma Laosan reacted quite quickly and turned the gun at the critical moment. However, he was still hit in the head by the water flow.
With an ouch, Ma Laosan fell on his back, and the scalp on his forehead was washed away by the water, leaving a bloody mess.
Zuo Han took the opportunity to grab the water gun, held it firmly, and rushed Ma Laosan and his thugs into the crying father and mother. They were in a state of embarrassment. It was not until someone closed the main gate of the water gun that Ma Laosan and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Seeing Ma Laosan and others trying to get up from the ground, Zuo Han sneered and shook his hand to throw out the water gun.
After several screams, Ma Laosan and several of his men were pulled out far away.
Zuo Han raised his foot and pulled the water gun connected to the rubber tube back again. He twisted it into a flower by his side and threw it out again.
"Bang bang!"
Suddenly two gunshots rang out, and the water gun thrown out by Zuo Han was knocked down from the air.
Zuo Han's pupils shrank and he looked forward.
"Ma, you are so embarrassing." Two Russian drug dealers walked over from the front holding pistols. One of them helped Ma Laosan up and leaned against the wall.
Ma Laosan, whose face was covered in blood and flesh, barely raised his head and said breathlessly: "I do business with my brains. Who can fight and kill if they have nothing to do?"
"I'm afraid the number of people who will die at your hands is no less than ours." The bald drug dealer glanced at Ma Laosan.
Ma Laosan snorted and said: "Stop talking nonsense and kill this kid in front of you."
The two drug dealers did not show any pretense and raised their pistols towards Zuo Han.
Ma Laosan seemed to have thought of something, and quickly added: "If you let him breathe, you can sell him for money..."
"What a greedy ghoul." The bald drug dealer muttered in Russian, and with a bang, a shot hit the deck at Zuo Han's feet, causing a cloud of sparks to appear.
Zuo Han looked at them quietly, expressionless.
"You are very calm." The bald drug dealer grinned: "But you will still die."
Zuo Han still didn't speak, and seemed to be fine. But if you look closely, you can see a bit of struggle in Zuo Han's eyes, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.
Another drug dealer seemed to have noticed, and laughed and said in Russian: "Boy, I understand now. No matter how good your kung fu is, it's still afraid of bullets."
As he said this, he also shot and hit the deck next to Zuo Han's other foot.
Zuo Han banged his head, and his hands shook even more violently.
The two drug dealers laughed loudly and used obscene words frequently, trying their best to ridicule.
But they didn't know that Zuo Han was not afraid, but trying his best to restrain himself.
The two drug dealers had served in the military, and their current power level was very close to that of Zuo Han, which was not comparable to that of ordinary gunmen. Zuo Han, who was pointed at a gun, felt great pressure.
This kind of pressure is even stronger than when he faced Zheng Wufeng in the capital.
The cells in every part of Zuo Han's body were ready to move.
There are vague signs of a breakthrough in strength.
But at the same time, things that had been suppressed by Zuo Han for a long time also showed signs of awakening.
Hades!
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Zuo Han sealed himself with the sword of contract, sealing the destructive power in the cold depths of the universe. Theoretically, it cannot be unsealed. But that power represents the power of death and belongs to the knight Hades.
Manifestation of will.
Zuo Han couldn't activate that power, but Hades could. And Hades represents death.
Zuo Han does not have a dual personality. The will belonging to Hades has always existed, but it has been suppressed forcibly.
With his life threatened, the violence that had been silent for a long time in Zuo Han's heart began to sprout. The will of Knight Hades is gradually awakening...
"Hey, this guy's hair..."
The bald drug dealer suddenly realized that something was wrong with Zuo Han.
Zuo Han has silver-grey hair, which looks a bit like a young man with white hair. But he doesn't know if it's an illusion, but the bald drug dealer feels that Zuo Han's hair seems to be changing. It seems to be getting whiter and brighter.
"You go..." Zuo Han lowered his head and said with some difficulty: "I'll let you go."
"Hahaha, are you kidding me?" the bald drug dealer laughed.
Another drug dealer asked in Russian: "What did he say?"
After getting the answer, the drug dealer couldn't help laughing: "Is this kid scared out of his mind?"
"No more fun, kill him!" The two drug dealers opened fire at the same time.
No matter what Ma Laosan said, they were always aiming for Zuo Han's chest.
With the sound of two gunshots, Zuo Han's body shook backwards, and his clothes were not even torn.
Vests!
This was the subconscious first reaction of the two drug dealers, but they felt something was wrong.
If I read it correctly, two air waves seemed to explode from Zuo Han's chest, and his clothes dented inwards. But...
Where are the bullets?
The two drug dealers glanced at the ground subconsciously.
Even if his bulletproof vest is of good quality and bullets cannot be embedded in it, it should fall out.
Material transformation!
With 3 points of holy power, Zuo Han broke the bullet into particles and disappeared with the wind.
"I don't know whether to live or die." Zuo Han slowly raised his head, his eyes dim and dull. Even with his glasses on, the two drug dealers couldn't help but shudder.
"kill him!"
The two drug dealers pulled the trigger again, and Zuo Han's body exploded out.
This time, the two drug dealers aimed at Zuo Han's head. However, only two air waves exploded in front of Zuo Han's forehead, and the bullet disappeared again.
If it were an ordinary gunman, this moment would be enough for Zuo Han to rush forward. But the two drug dealers were very experienced and reacted quickly. Although they were frightened, their bodies did not pause at all, and they retreated while shooting.
Zuo Han couldn't get close for a while. He became more and more impatient and found it increasingly difficult to control his emotions.
When will I be forced to this extent by such an ant?
Although Zuo Han tried his best to dodge, bullets still hit Zuo Han one after another, and the holy power was also consumed rapidly.
……68,65,62,59……
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"What's wrong with this kid?"
The two drug dealers felt more and more frightened.
The bullets kept shooting out, but with a bang-bang sound, they all disappeared in front of Zuo Han. In addition, Zuo Han's hair turned white at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye. No matter how you looked at it, you felt supernatural.
The bullets in the magazine were about to be exhausted, and Zuo Han's holy power continued to be consumed.
……21,18,15,12,9……
With two clicks, the bullets of the two drug dealers were empty at the same time.
The two were startled, and while exiting the hatch, they quickly changed their magazines.
However, Zuo Han would not give them another chance.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two men changing magazines, Zuo Han dwarfed his body, suddenly increased his speed, rushed forward in an instant, and raised his hand to grab the two men's waists.
The two drug dealers raised their feet to meet each other in unison, and the magazines in their hands had just been replaced. Even if they were caught by the feet, they would be shot in the head.
Zuo Han flipped his wrist, and with a bang, he grabbed their ankles.
The two drug dealers were not surprised but overjoyed. As soon as the safety was pulled, they pulled the trigger.
But they really underestimated Zuo Han's finger strength.
Zuo Han closed his mouth, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
Oh, there were two screams, two handfuls of blood flowers exploded from the ankles of the second drug dealer, and his body also staggered.
Zuo Han took advantage of the situation and withdrew his hand, turning to grab the two of them by the throat.
There was a crunching sound, and as the two drug dealers fell down, their throats were cut off by Zuo Han.
Zuo Han stood up slowly and turned to Ma Laosan.
Ma Laosan had already suffered from liver and gallbladder injuries. Looking at Zuo Han, who had silver hair and a dead gaze, his body was shaking like chaff.
"Don't, don't kill me. I'll give you money, lots and lots of money..."
As Ma Laosan begged, Zuo Han approached step by step.
In other words, Hades was getting closer step by step.
Following Zuo Han's pace, the air seemed to be stagnant. Outside the cabin, the originally calm sea surface was also inexplicably churning. Something seemed to be brewing in the dark...