The greatest courage in the world is grace under pressure.
——Ernest Miller Hemingway
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[Part 1·Battle of Revenge]
Once again, the executioner died on the front line again.
He has died at the hands of Jiang Xueming more than thirty times. Starting from the first failure, the subsequent angel babies have to undergo new VR training courses and learn lessons from these battle memories.
But this time, his enemy became a shooting star.
"Oh ho ho..." The executioner pulled out his execution sword, his expression became rich and natural, his speech became fluent and clear, and he spoke Japanese to the intruder, "We meet again, little mouse."
A dozen steps away, Meteor's soul power revealed its true form. [·Mr. Wei Meng] looked like a mecha warrior, full of childlike charm.
Its whole body is a bright rose color, and it is different from ordinary humanoid souls. It has four strong arms, which are the walking limb structure of a six-legged and bifurcated rhinoceros beetle.
The chest and back plate shine with metallic luster, like a military commander's armor.
The joints connecting the four arms to the torso are also covered with a stomach, and the helmet pocket is a bifurcated horn-like protruding structure.
The elytra behind him flapped with a low whistle, consistent with Meteor's standing posture, and his two thick thighs contained astonishing power.
It's like a blazing fire -
——The palms are slightly open and the fists are clenched. It is the ferocious posture of the four-armed Shura.
Bu Liuxing: "What the hell do you call a dog? Who do you call a mouse?"
Executioner: "Twenty million years ago, the ancestors of Homo sapiens were mice. In the eyes of an advanced life form like me that has undergone artificial selection, you are just an unevolved little mouse."
As he said this, the executioner's eyes revealed a hint of jest.
He raised his right arm holding the sword with a look of disdain, and gently stroked the elbow joint of his right arm with his left hand.
The executioner had torn off Meteor's arm before, and the wound was right here.
"Does your broken arm still hurt? Hehehe..."
"There will still be neuralgia, right? Transplantation of prosthetic bones will always leave phantom limb pain, and turning on the pain suppressor is useless. For a crude Homo sapiens like you, even if you use the equipment of Shinto City, your brain will miss the past.
The physical body - mistakenly believing that the previous limbs still exist, is because dogs cannot change from eating shit and wild boars cannot swallow fine chaff."
"Let me guess your motivation?"
The executioner tilted his head, and Tong Kong began to lose focus. Chong Tong, who was originally focused, underestimated the enemy and did not pay attention to Meteor at all.
"Come to seek revenge from me? Or is the wanted criminal who caused havoc in the city your accomplice? No matter what..."
He raised his sword and pointed at the shooting star——
"——Anyone who breaks into the night patrol center without permission will be shot without mercy."
"I'm going to crush you..."
The words haven’t been finished yet——
"——hotwind·hot wind!"
Meteor strode forward, his hair fluttering with the air flow brought about by the emergence of the spirit body. From the venom mechanism in his right arm, rose pyroxene spurted out bright flames.
The fire spread all the way to the torso along the forearms and big arms, and the moment it was tainted with the power of the soul, it turned into a furious rage where the mind and body merged into one!
[You actually have time to listen to this guy finish reading his lines, you are so patient...]
In an instant, the executioner's head was severely damaged!
Before he could react, with the blessing of electronic prosthetic eyes, his dynamic vision could catch bullets——
——When he came to his senses, his body fell back into another logistics room!
what happened?
I don’t understand it at all?!
I was clearly standing in front of him just now?! Why did I suddenly end up in the body assembly workshop?
Why?
The bright red fist vibrated out a sonic boom, and the bright red spirit body like a samurai general flapped its wings and charged with the meteor, like a wild horse running wild. Because of the range limit, it could not burst out at the highest speed and output, and it fired at the air. ——
——The chaotic shadows of fists are like beating drums, creating a series of explosions in the air that break the sound barrier.
Until Meteor quickly caught up and [·Mr. Wei Meng] had close contact with the executioner again, the bionic cyborg got up from the ground in a panic, with incredible eyes in his eyes!
"Such a strong oulpower! And that bright red venom!"
"Refeng! Are you helping him?"
In just three seconds, the spirit body and the nano-armor collided more than twenty times!
The executioner's body shook, and the execution sword flew away with a huge impact——
——But the strange thing is that he did not suffer any harm.
Whether it is the various values in the HUD or the physical sensations of the physical body, even if the executioner removes the pain suppressor, he is powerless to fight back and can hardly feel the pain!
These seemingly fierce fists brought up strong winds, but when they fell on him, they were like gentle drizzle, pushing him, causing his body to fall off balance, bounce rapidly in the room, and fall and roll like a ball - every time When it's about to land, the terrifying and mysterious Unicorn will always punch the next one at an even more terrifying speed! Changing his path!
The executioner was already panicking. He had never seen such strange spiritual energy before.
When [·Mr. Wei Meng]'s boxing attack stopped, there was no external injury to his physical body, but the whole room seemed to have been hit by explosives. The parts of the prosthetic body cracked and exploded, the transportation track was broken into pieces, and the alloy wall was also broken several times. A big hole.
Bu Liuxing's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he felt exhausted from the mental energy consumed while continuously activating his soul power.
The executioner leaned on his knees, frightened and mentally unstable, and asked loudly.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Bu Liuxing responded loudly: "I don't know either! I just want to beat you! Beat you into a puddle of meat!"
The executioner's expression became very wonderful, with a sense of absurdity and laughter: "You guy can't even control your own spirit body?! Can't it hurt people?"
"This is the first time I have used it!" Ah Xing did not hesitate and directly told the enemy about the characteristics of Soul Power: "I have fought you in VR training before! It seems that it can't attack you directly!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The executioner thought this guy was unreasonable: "You know this, and you still carry out useless attacks?!"
Bu Liuxing almost went crazy: "I'm so angry! I can't bear it at all! I completely forgot about it!"
After watching the first round of hot wind making ruthless ridicule.
[You two are truly a match made in heaven...]
Ah Xing was breathing heavily, he needed to rest.
The sudden burst of psychic energy caused him to freeze up, and his body became inoperable. The nerve signals in various muscles were disordered. Unlike VR training, calling [·Mr. Wei Meng] in reality would violently consume body energy.
The executioner squatted half-crouched, breathing heavily. The fear came belatedly, rushing into his brain like a raging torrent. The sudden and multiple displacements made his prosthetic body unbalanced. Since there were no inner and outer ears, drastic changes in air pressure and
Changes in orientation cause the gyroscope in the body to malfunction and become inaccurate, requiring rebalancing.
The executioner was shocked by the burst of power from the little mouse in front of him.
The last time his arm was torn off, he had almost no ability to resist.
Today, that weird spiritual power can actually hit me like a ball?
The venom mechanism on his arm is inhabited by the undead soul of Hotwind. It is absolutely unmistakable! It must be Hotwind that gives him this incredible power!
It looks like he hasn't fully mastered this power yet...
Kill him! Kill him completely!
Defeat him before he wakes up and fully masters his psychic powers!
Why...why can't I move?
Why?
The executioner's prosthetic eyes focused on himself, observing his limbs, and his muscles trembled and trembled unnaturally. It was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish these subtle changes with the naked eye, but the electronic android could see them clearly.
I...
Am I actually afraid?
"I'm actually scared? I'm actually afraid of this kid like you?!"
The executioner said these words almost involuntarily——
——As soon as he said it, he began to regret it.
Bu Liuxing was freed from the state of stiffness and disordered breath.
"Hey! Did I scare you?!"
When the executioner's prosthetic eye sight faced Ah Xing's hot eyes, he didn't dare to look at him actively——
——When dealing with Jiang Xueming, the executioner has no fear at all. Death is not the end. He can be reborn repeatedly, he can do it again, he can collect data, and he can shorten the distance between the two through VR training sessions.
But at this moment, facing this little mouse that suddenly became stronger, the executioner felt a deep sense of fear.
The smile on Ah Xing's face also disappeared, and he regained some strength.
"The first time I lost to you..."
"I was also so scared that I could hardly do anything."
"You can break my arm, and you can take my life away with just a lift of your hand."
"I think this fear is not that I am afraid of death - it is that at that time, I felt that I could not win, and for a moment I gave up [wanting to win]!"
"I almost forgot that Teacher Victor once used Hemingway's words to educate me - people can be destroyed, but they can never be defeated!"
"It's much scarier than death!"
"Now it's your turn to taste this horror!"
"Executioner!"
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[part·bloody]
"Don't look down on me! You bastard!" The executioner stared at the execution sword on the floor.
Ah Xing followed and immediately understood his opponent's intentions and ran towards the deadly weapon!
The two met halfway and squeezed into the narrow passage while avoiding the operating table. They collided with each other with a dull and strong sound!
At the moment of hand-to-hand combat, Meteor pulled out his pistol and asked the executioner to use a CQC on his wrist to clasp his shoulder and neck, in order to break the arrogant little mouse's arm.
They were fighting in the narrow room, and Ah Xing was like a slippery loach. He only heard the strange squirming sound when the sweat on his arms rubbed against the mesh of the nano armor——
——Meteor stood still and blocked the way to take back the firearm. The electronic brake of the executioner stayed on the torso. His legs seemed to have become self-aware. Following the upper body and torso, they followed their own ideas and pedaled continuously along the alloy platform, pushing Ah Xing unreasonably.
The hugging movement was resolved, and he almost walked around behind Meteor, trying to grab the gun again.
Meteor pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the stand and ricocheted towards the wall. After two bounces, he pulled the trigger seven times while wrestling with the executioner. The soft and hot iron flow bounced back to the executioner's head on the solid workshop wall.
On top of the Tianling lid, he hit the iron head, causing the executioner's head to tilt. His limp skull was concussed, and he was about to bow his head and fall over.
"Unlock my pain suppressor! Unlock it completely!"
The executioner shouted the order sternly, and the pain made him look more ferocious, and he suddenly woke up. The sequelae of the concussion made his legs weak and he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, he didn't faint yet!
They hugged each other, half-kneeling, and the essence of the holy beast shaped the terrifying body of the bionic man. But at this moment, the executioner was surprised to find that the core strength of the kid in his arms seemed to be completely intact!
The finger bones rubbed the handle of the pistol, almost squeezing and deforming the nylon parts. A crack extended from the handguard grip to the gun sleeve. The executioner's right arm was locked by the meteor, and his left arm was still fighting for it.
Pistol control!
He couldn't defeat this kid! He actually lost the strength duel!
The black muzzle of the gun was shaking violently, slowly deflecting, and was heading towards the eye!
His fragile prosthetic eyes should be the only weakness of his head! Vision is the most sensitive and expensive sense in the human body, and it must be directly connected to the brain! Through these two holes, bullets can penetrate the head!
"I won!" Meteor's ferocious expression suddenly turned into a bright smile.
The moment he completed his aim at three o'clock and one line, the executioner broke out in a cold sweat, and the surge of adrenaline could not increase the output of his muscles!
This guy! This kid!
The power of this rat! Is above me!
There was a sound of "stuck——".
The moment he pulled the trigger, the executioner almost dropped the can, loosened his grip and held the sleeve firmly!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The shooting action of a semi-automatic pistol requires the slide to be reset. He wanted to stop the shooting action of the firearm by pushing the slide, but it was useless in this case!
Because the meteor has fired seven bullets, there must be a bullet in the gun chamber, and the firing pin of the transmitter will definitely detonate the next bullet!
But the gun still misfired...
It seems to be a wonderful fate, and I don't want the executioner to lose.
When the trigger was pulled into place by Ah Xing's thick fingers, the gun just jammed and misfired on the spot, even the executioner was stunned for a moment.
The two hugged each other, and the huge grip force erupted while fighting for the firearm had deformed the firearm. Looking up from the safety mechanism, the firing pin inside the exposed slide was broken into two pieces.
The executioner still held the sleeve, barely able to suppress his instinctive ecstasy. He was extremely happy after the disaster: "Hahahahahaha!"
"Hahahahaha!" Bu Liuxing also laughed out loud.
Executioner: "Why are you laughing! Bastard!"
Meteor pointed at the executioner's dead right arm, and then pointed at the executioner's left hand that was holding the sleeve tightly.
The executioner finally came to his senses——
——Bu Liuxing raised his pointing right hand high and made it into a fist as big as a casserole.
"boom--"
The finger bones kissed the executioner's face passionately, almost breaking his neck!
His head was tilted to one side, trying to use flexible artificial muscles to remove the terrifying power of the punch! He felt as if he had been hit hard by a rhinoceros! The right sides of the torso that were originally locked to each other naturally loosened and unlocked, and the body was fierce
I bumped into the iron platform, and there were ten thousand bees howling in my head!
[Watching you guys fight is so fucking embarrassing...]
Meteor didn't hesitate at all. At the moment of unlocking, he pulled out his submachine gun and spit out tongues of fire at the enemy who was out of balance!
The continuous ammunition produced violent sparks, but at this moment, the executioner and Bu Liuxing were surprised to find out.
[·Mr. Wei Meng] Like a fair and just referee in a knight's joust, he suddenly came in front of the executioner and stopped all the bullets!
The bullets that bounced and refracted towards Ah Xing's body also shattered all the weird unicorns——
——Meteor doesn’t understand! His own soul power can actually turn his elbows outward!?
[Have you never discovered its characteristics?]
Ah Xing looked innocent: "In VR training, I always use one-to-many! It has always been helping me resist other enemies! How did I know these weird things!"
"Hahahahahahahahaha!" The executioner struggled to get up and quickly straightened his head. There was a crisp sound of cracking bones resetting from his neck.
Bu Liuxing: "Why the hell are you laughing again?"
Executioner: "Bu Liuxing..."
Bu Liuxing: "Ah?! Are you calling me?!"
The sound of gunfire inside the narrow room made Ah Xing's ears hard to use. Jason Megan once said that this brother's voice was as loud as thunder. At this time, Meteor had to do his best to open his mouth and shout in order to hear the enemy.
sound.
The executioner touched the execution sword, but he was no longer wild and arrogant, no longer arrogant and confident of victory.
"I'm calling you! Bu Liuxing! I'm calling your name!"
Peach-colored light filled the interior of the room. The moment the high-frequency weapon was activated, the strong light diffusely reflected on the iron platform and walls, creating brilliant broken cherry blossoms.
Bu Liuxing touched his nose and blew out the dirty blood in his nasal cavity. He pointed his other hand at the bridge of the executioner's nose.
"You guys, don't call me [little mouse] anymore? I just said that our relationship is not that good!"
The high-frequency sword blade spit out a violent energy flow. Surrounded by the four arms of the Unicorn Warrior, the jet directed the spirit body to the other side. The hot air almost ignited A Xing's hair, and a red color appeared on his right shoulder.
of scars.
The energy beam penetrated the wall, shot out from the ceiling of the assembly workshop, and disappeared into the dark night.
Seeing this shooting result, the executioner showed no intention of being discouraged——
——Like throwing a throwing axe, he threw the execution sword hard towards the meteor.
The sword blade, which had not yet completely cooled down, was hit by [·Mr. Wei Meng] and cracked halfway, and it flew to an unknown place.
The executioner opened his arms to embrace his enemy.
"Bu Liuxing! Looks like we have to end it with our bare hands!"
Bu Liuxing raised his fist, lowered his chin, lowered his shoulders and lowered his elbows.
"Ah, that should be what it means."
Executioner: "You are like a fire! You are going to burn my artificial iron skull red and burn it through!"
Bu Liuxing: "Many people have said so."
Executioner: "The feelings that have been dormant for a long time have emerged again. My enemy, it keeps coming out from my chest, making my blood boil..."
Bu Liuxing: "It fucking hurts to fight with you..."
The executioner's arms began to glow with a faint red light, which was a sign of personality disintegration.
"Anonymous warrior! There is always a fog in my mind..."
"I can feel the pain, but everything is getting clearer and clearer..."
"I can see someone who looks very similar to me. Who is that guy? Is it Hot Wind? Or is it me..."