As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound, and the heavy wind and waves penetrated everything with violent momentum. The steel door suddenly twisted and dented under this straight punch, and the old woman standing in front of the door was knocked away with a bang.
, crashing to the ground.
"vomit!"
The moment I landed on the ground, I suddenly jerked up, rolled over and squatted on the ground, holding the short knife upside down in my hand, and then made a violent vomiting sound from my mouth, my flat chest was slightly sunken, and the ground was covered with bright red and sticky blood.
when.
The metal gate, which had been folded in half by the punch, fell onto the green brick path in the courtyard, making a crisp sound.
"Mom, your skills have deteriorated."
A muscular man about 1.9 meters tall stood among the corpses with his arms folded and looked at the slim figure of my mother, his voice a little cold.
The old lady didn't answer him. She squatted on the ground half-crouching on tiptoes, pressed the fingertips of her left hand on the ground, and held a short knife upside down with her other hand. She looked at Han Baiyi cautiously.
The speed is too fast.
Is it an external type of strengthening ability?
He made a quick judgment in his mind and kept scanning Han Baiyi's body.
Keep the fingertips of your left hand pressed against the ground.
Han Baiyi stood at the door, blocking the door. He glanced at the corpse on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the atmosphere became a little cold.
Three Asians and one European.
'Are they all half-demon?'
Han Baiyi thought silently in his heart, walked down the steps slowly, came to the four people and said calmly: "This is the first notification, and it is also the last notification."
"You are already surrounded by me."
The four people frowned and looked at him, as if they were looking at a dead man who suddenly sat up and spoke.
Han Baiyi seemed not to notice their gazes, and spoke to himself in an indifferent tone:
"If you want to live, choose someone to answer my questions."
"I just need one person."
"puff--"
"Hahahahahaha..."
"Scattered bones! Scattered bones! Hahaha, did you hear? He said he surrounded us! We still have to choose one person to survive! I'm so scared! Hey, I'll fuck you, hahaha...
"
A thin man standing in the middle couldn't hold back a puff at first, and then he immediately held his stomach and let out a nervous laugh. Judging from his lung capacity and strength, it seemed that even his belly was about to burst from laughter.
While laughing, he patted the tall man's thigh.
"Stop laughing, photo." The tall man known as Sangu still looked at him indifferently, "Your Apocalypse is right in front, go get it."
"Ah ha ha ha...cough cough cough." The man chuckled nervously a few times, and then he started coughing continuously, and tears of laughter came out.
However, the pair of slightly squinted eyes, paired with the carelessly raised corners of the mouth, gave people an inexplicable and strange feeling, which made people feel chilly.
Han Baiyi looked at them silently.
To be honest, it has been a long time since he met an opponent who was evenly matched with him.
When he was in the world of Terra, there were characters like Tallulah or Rampage Amiya around, so when he wasn't cheating, he could barely hurt him half a point.
On the contrary, after returning to the present world, Han Baiyi has never seen anyone who can be regarded as an opponent.
Invincibility has already made his bones and muscles somewhat rusty.
He needs a hearty fight.
In addition, he also wanted to know what a half-demon was.
As Han Baiyi changed his thoughts, he saw my mother's eyes flashing. The fingertips that had been pressing on the ground just now suddenly had an idea. The soil under the fingertips was suddenly pulled up by his fingertips, and was pulled out with a bang.
A long-barreled machine gun that is obviously a modified gun type.
The body of the gun and the bullets both had obvious stone textures, and my mother's eyes burst out with shocking anger.
"Die to me!!"
"Da da da da da..."
Accompanying the roar was the angry roar of the stone machine gun. The gun flame exploded straight away, drawing dark green fireworks in the air. Only a small part of the warhead of the continuous stone bullets seemed to be made of special materials.
The rest all ejected their shells and scattered, forming arcs of gray smoke at the joints in mid-air.
Even my field of vision was confused by the thick stone smoke. I could only see the firelight and gunshots in the gray smoke. My eyes were bright, and the bullets continuously exploded the smoke screen, and my face was full of joy.
The color of excitement.
The one standing at the end had a solemn look on his face and stared at the thick smoke area motionlessly.
The thin monkey known as the photo stands watching the show with a smile on his face.
Sangu still had a straight face.
"Click click click...click."
I don’t know how long I kept shooting, until the homemade stone magazine made a crisp sound, and I stopped shooting with a look of unfulfillment.
The huge machine gun he held in his hand shattered into countless powdery stone fly ash with a crash, and smashed to the ground, forming a small pile of sand.
The enthusiastic expression on my face gradually cooled down, and I had a disdainful smile on my face.
"The so-called apocalypse is nothing more than..."
Just as he finished speaking, the smoke screen in front of him was suddenly blown away by a strong wind, revealing the scene behind him.
Han Baiyi was seen standing motionless.
The gray stone bullets floated in front of him casually, as if they had lost gravity.
Snap.
Han Baiyi snapped his fingers.
The special stone warhead fell to the ground with a loud crash.
step,
two steps,
The corners of Han Baiyi's lips suddenly raised.
My heart shrank and my eyes suddenly widened.
Coming!
Bang---
Just as this thought flashed through my mind, I saw a black shadow swooping towards me like a poisonous whip, crackling in the air, then crashing down on my waist, and my body flew out with a whooshing sound as it scraped the ground.
Far away.
In my mother's hand, it scraped against the ground at an acute angle, causing the short knife to make a sizzling sound.
Han Baiyi was about to pursue the victory when he saw the tall man from the side slamming into him with a loud roar. The foot he had just stretched out struck the ground with a snap. He fell like a bell, with his arms in a fist posture, and the muscles of his big arms seemed to be compressed.
It was pulled tightly like a bowstring, forming a boxing frame.
Xianfeng Temple boxing method, Vajra boxing.
The spine suddenly spins like a dragon, hold your breath and concentrate, the waist and legs unite, the muscles and bones are like whips, stretch the arms and open the fists.
Bang---
The fist and the loose bones collided with each other, making a thick muffled sound like the tire exploding instantly as it hit the glass. The air wave exploded from the place where the two met, and an obvious area was cleared on the lime-covered ground.
blank.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
The scattered bones were collided by this huge impact. Even if the whole body was pressed, it still felt as if it was hit by a high-speed train running at full speed. The steps under the feet were relieving the force while retreating, and the muscles of the big arm that were hit were obviously concave.
There was a big piece, and blood could not stop flowing from the mouth.
Every step left a trail of crushing.
His white teeth were dyed red, and blood flowed down his chin, forming a line from the corner of his mouth to the ground.
Standing at the very back was Fen Zang, whose facial features were almost twisted into a twist.
I knew you losers couldn't beat me!
How should I escape now?!
Gan!
However, San Gu, who was severely injured by one punch, showed no fear, and even the old woman who had just shot a blast but was knocked over by someone in front of her also looked calm.
The skinny monkey 'photo' next to him even showed a cheerful smile on his face.
"Photos! It's your turn this time."
Sangu's expression wrinkled slightly, but he still calmly straightened the broken arm bone of his left hand, turned his head and spat out the blood from his mouth.
The old lady walked around Han Baiyi, constantly adjusting her position in subtle ways.
In the photo, he stopped laughing wildly and used the thumbs and index fingers of both hands to form a rectangular photo frame in front of him.
In the center of the blank space, Han Baiyi and three others were pointed at them.