He gathered and absorbed the white light that was shining around him, like stardust, and turned it into an extremely thin shield that exuded a hazy light.
He covered the motionless Xiaoya with this shield, and then slowly stood up.
He had already heard that someone was approaching the ship from the bottom of the water. The sound of breaking the waves came from more than one place.
"Ha. A victory over Pan You"
Strangler said in a low and slow voice.
His low voice, like a lion's roar, was full of sneers and sarcasm: "Sure enough, it's the same everywhere."
Strangler opened his eyes that turned into vertical pupils, straightened his back, and stepped out of the shadow-covered cabin.
His twisted and bent right hand was still dripping with blood, but his strangulation pace did not waver at all.
The moment after leaving the cabin, the golden eyes that seemed to melt and solidify suddenly melted and burned again - emitting a dazzling bright yellow flame.
The agitated arrogance filled his soul like a downpour in an instant.
As the colorful brilliance gradually faded away in front of his eyes, the world in Strangler's eyes gradually became slower.
He clearly saw the second bullet flying towards his left eye.
The next moment, Strangler raised his intact left fist.
The arrogant heart turned into a raging fire, and the strong bright yellow flame flickered like liquid gold, pouring out from the clenched fist and advancing. A burning flame that was enough to distort the surrounding light clustered around his fist.
The left fist burning with glowing fire did not hesitate to punch straight in front of him. His fist collided with the bullet in mid-air, but caused ripples in the air, making a clang like gold and iron.
A loud noise!
The bullet fired by the sniper rifle was easily intercepted by Strangler out of thin air!
After being attacked, he did not withdraw his fist.
Instead, he opened his clenched left hand in that direction, and all the golden flames wrapped around his fist rushed back toward his palm, condensing into a small ball of light.
The next moment, a stream of golden flames rushed away in the opposite direction - it simulated a bullet-like posture, returned with the same force as the bullet, penetrated the muzzle of the gun, and engulfed the sniper's head.
Crush!
After eliminating the harassers in the distance, he lowered his broken right arm and looked down at the intruders lurking in the river.
"Come, dear Qing'an"
The white lion taunted: "Let me see how strong you are first."
The waves rising from the river were the only response.
Three men wearing uniform black matte diving suits jumped out of the water at the same time. None of the three of them were tall, but at least they were strong.
The muscles visible to the naked eye stand out under the outline of the tight-fitting diving suit.
Their fish heads were exposed without any cover, so they were exposed to the eyes of the killer. But anyway, the killer couldn't recognize the difference between the fish heads.
The men held in their hands no gunpowder weapons such as pistols that might malfunction due to water intrusion. Two of them each held a sharp trident; while the other held a short spear in one hand.
, holding a speargun launcher with a rope in the other hand.
"Fashionable."
Strangler sneered, instead of retreating, he stepped forward.
He grabbed the tip of the trident stabbed by one of them - he exploded with astonishing force, and even bent the barrel of the gun into an almost bow-like shape with one hand.
Then, he suddenly took out his kick and kicked the man hard in the knee.
The moment the man lost his balance and fell to the ground, the tail end of the halberd he was holding came out of his hand. Under the influence of inertia, it hit his master's neck.
With just one blow, the man's throat bone was almost shattered. Strangler held the spiked part, swung it like a stick with his backhand, and hit the man's temple hard, knocking him directly to the ground.
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The force of the rebound caused it to be thrown in the opposite direction, forcing the other person who was approaching to retreat.
Immediately, Strangler turned it around with one hand, then held its handle and threw it out——
The man holding the speargun launcher had just boarded the boat and aimed the speargun at the man to kill him. Before he even had time to pull the trigger, his abdomen was penetrated directly by the flying halberd.
And because of this, his shot was extremely deflected. The barbed speargun flew at least one meter above Strangler's head.
The man who was forced to retreat as soon as he made a move felt a little flinched when he saw that he was the only one left among the three people who boarded the boat.
As he slowly backed away, he looked at Strangler hesitantly. Then, he suddenly realized something.
He immediately struck hard at the strangled, bleeding and bent left arm!
He just wanted to force the straggler back - he was standing too close to the edge of the boat. If he took half a step back to the left, his friends in the water would directly drag his legs and carry him into the water!
But what he didn't expect was that he would not avoid strangulation.
His already bent right arm was struck by a long-handled weapon, and the fracture became more obvious—but that was all.
Strangler took two steps forward, and the golden flame wrapped around his left hand again.
His steps were vigorous and agile, and he suddenly jumped out of the blind spot where the man couldn't guard against, and punched the man hard on the chin!
With just one punch, the opponent's consciousness was blurred.
But the moment the man fell backward, the giant strangled hand grabbed the man's face.
Just like reaching out to hold an orange, he held his face hard as if he wanted to crush the orange.
The huge pain caused the man to subconsciously let go and drop his weapon, and he woke up instantly.
His hands tightly clasped the left hand that was killing him. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't even open his mouth.
"——Tell me.
Strangler showed a cruel smile, and his slowly clenched left hand was like a tightening vise, making the man's head creak with an acidic sound - the man's jaw had been broken and fractured in this simple and rough tightening, but Strangler was
He had no intention of letting him go.
He just said slowly to the man who could not speak at all: "Who are you? Why did you come to attack me?"
"Hmm."
The man struggled violently and seemed to want to speak.
But Hangzhou didn't let go of his hand immediately. He was concentrating on enjoying the torture process.
He won't wail or scream in pain. That means nothing.
The more painful he is, the more he wants to bestow the pain he feels on others - especially on those who have given him pain.
At this moment, Strangler's pupils moved slightly.
The sound of the water exploding was heard at the moment.
Accompanied by the sudden sense of crisis, the world in Strangler's eyes gradually faded again.
He turned slightly sideways and looked behind him.
An arrow shot out from the river behind him, breaking through the river and flying toward his heart.
