Bullseye quickly calmed down the anger in his heart. After missing a single hit, he turned around and tried to pass by Robert.
My strength is no match for yours! But you can’t keep up with my speed?!
If you want to stop me, it’s too simple!
But Bullseye not only underestimated Robert's power, he also didn't know anything about Robert's speed.
Looking at Robert, who had arrived at the position before him and blocked his way, Bullseye's steps froze, in disbelief.
Still pretending?!
Bullseye's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't panic. He shook his head and smiled: "Even if your speed is much faster, if you want me to get entangled in the spider thread, you have to go in with me." p>
Robert didn't say anything, raised his black knife... and backed away.
Hmm? Did you get the idea? Bullseye looked at Robert in surprise.
But at this moment, his eyes and Robert's eyes met each other.
Robert's eyes are like two deep black holes that can suck a person's soul into them in an instant.
Bullseye also fell into this, and was stunned for three seconds.
When he sensed the abnormality, an alarm bell rang in his heart, and his always tenacious will and skeptical spirit allowed him to relieve the influence extremely quickly.
"What's wrong!" As soon as he regained consciousness, Bullseye saw a wall-sized spider web rushing towards him. He could only try his best to block it with his hands. Fortunately, his wrist strength was amazing, even though the spider web was thick and sticky.
Naila, he can also break free after a while.
And with the nano-suit, Rob and the others couldn't hurt him at all.
Bullseye thought confidently.
Just when he was about to break free from the shackles of the spider web, a bright blue electric light reflected in his retina, and at the same time, electric arcs also bounced and danced around him.
Another "Racing Shot" from Akers hit Bullseye.
"It's okay, these are all expected... This electric shock will paralyze me for five seconds at best, and during this period, there is nothing they can do to me - the thin guy in the red tights seems to only be able to send out spider silk, even if
Attacking and hitting with bare hands are of the same nature to me as tickling.
Not to mention the other black man, who can only use electric shocks, but the nano-suit is very immune to electric currents, so I don’t need to worry.
As for the last man in black, haha, its black knife can’t even cut through my nano-suit, so how can it hurt me at all!”
Bullseye thought about the above in just four seconds, but in the next second, all the thoughts in his brain were occupied by four words.
How is that possible!!!
In an instant, Rob jumped forward two meters, and suddenly activated the [Rapid Lunge] he had drawn from Iron Patriot.
The black knife he raised high was like the fangs of Death in the dark night. He bit down quickly, and the sharp "teeth" tore the nano-suit in front of Bullseye's neck and severely mashed his throat. "Ahem..." Bullseye, who had recovered, could only cover his throat, but let him block the gap in his neck with both hands.
Nothing can stop the bright red and hot blood from flowing down.
Bullseye bent his knees and fell to the ground little by little.
Robert didn't even look back: "You are much worse than a hunter."
"Ahem...Hunter, hunter, did you kill him?" Bullseye's pupils slowly dilated, and even his voice sounded like a broken bellows, grinding his teeth and letting people know.
He still can't imagine how such a young guy could do it.
Whether it is to kill the hunter or to deal with him?
Robert did not deny it.
After several people waited for a while, Bullseye finally lay on the ground like a maggot.
Robert had to say that Bullseye's "death cg" was quite long, from kneeling to lying down, plus the questions before death, it lasted ten seconds.
Bullseye is dead.
Such a guy who could safely jump out of the pit of the police station was buried in a dirty and cramped alley in Hell's Kitchen.
This is really sad.
Especially Peter and Akers, who had seen the whole process of Bullseye's easy game with Reyes and others, had a new understanding of Robert's power - he is a devil.
"The Black Devil in the night, the King of Heroes in the day." Peter had already thought of Robert's new title, and talked about it with great enthusiasm. After reciting it silently several times, he shared it with Akers.
"Black Devil... this title sounds pretty good. From now on, those rats in the stinking ditch won't be able to hold their heads high!" Akers agreed seriously.
Do you really think I can't hear you? Robert, who was walking in front of the two, twitched his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
Generally speaking, the less you want others to say something, the more others want to say something. When this period of time passes, Peter may soon forget about it.
And Robert is about to leave Gotham. Black devil or white devil, let it disperse with the wind.
"But it's a pity that Bullseye's body was left in the alley like this..." Robert thought to himself.
It seems that the police station is all worried about Bullseye's body.
Although Robert felt that there was no need to get involved anymore, it was also a good thing to take advantage of it - a labor force that was easy to use could take care of future troubles for him.
Robert handed over the custody of the body to Akers. At first, Akers's dark face was reluctant, but soon after, he became energetic again.
From the look in his eyes that he thought he could see through everything, you could tell that he had some strange plan in mind.
Robert could only pretend to ignore Ax's gaze. Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden sound at his feet.
"Bullseye, how's the situation over there?"
Robert raised his foot and wanted to crush the phone. After thinking about it, he picked it up again. He said solemnly: "I'm here. Everything is normal. There were just one or two annoying flies that popped up. I've dealt with them."
Dropped."
The silence lasted for a long time.
Robert only heard a stern warning coming from the other side of the phone: "Bullseye died in your hands?! Let me guess, are you...that Robert?"
Robert didn't answer.
"Very good! Very good! Very good! I really did not misjudge you. Why don't you guess how many times you can survive? I..."
Robert threw the phone away indifferently, originally thinking that Kingpin would think he was Bullseye - anyway, Bullseye's voice was like a mouthful of phlegm, so the possibility of Robert's success was not small.
I just didn't expect Kingpin to see through him instantly, and later delivered a bunch of standard lines that seemed very impressive but actually sounded extremely embarrassing.
Robert was quite speechless about this, and even vaguely worried about his future fate. He was afraid that Kingpin would keep sending his younger brothers to harass him.
This not only disturbed his leisurely and relaxing mood, but the guys sent by Kingpin were nothing more than vultures and bullseyes, and their fancy dances would make people sick.