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Chapter 220 Awakening of the Saints

Facing the whip-like arm of the whipping man, the saint jumped up, turned around in the air like a gymnast, spun 720 degrees, and passed the whip with a slight difference.

At this moment, he had already forgotten the physical pain, and the inexplicable spirit supported him, making him feel omnipotent.

The saint firmly believed that he could escape the whipman's attack and save the child before he fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, another arm whipped from above, and the saint was as light as a swallow, and even had the illusion of time slowing down under the condition of highly concentrated thinking.

This feeling Saint has heard Soulte describe countless times. He doesn't know if he feels the same as Soulte now, but he knows that it must be a miracle bestowed by God.

Not only did the saint dodge the whipper's attack, but he also stepped on the opponent's arm and ran up a few steps as if climbing a ladder to the sky, and kicked hard at the elbow!
Relying on the power of whipping people to swing their arms, the saint jumped up to a height of three or four meters, and grabbed the window edge of the fourth floor with one hand.

The saint turned his head suddenly, and behind him was a child who fell from the sky. They looked at each other face to face. There was no fear in the child's eyes, but determination on his face, as if he wanted to fight for the last moment of his life!
"Go!" The saint grabbed the child by the collar and threw the child, who weighed no more than seventy catties, into the floor.

"The game is over!" The whipping man didn't see the result he wanted, and immediately became angry from embarrassment. He raised himself up again, and swept his arms across!

Only this time, his arm was like a blade, cutting a crack more than five meters long in the wall on that side of the building!
The Saint let go just in time to let himself fall to the ground, dodging the attack again, while running straight in the direction of the whipper without wasting any time.

He didn't have time to make sure that the child had safely escaped the whipper's attack. He had to deal with this superhuman who was physically and mentally abnormal first!
The saint slid between the whipper's legs with a sliding shovel, took out his pistol and shot directly above him, but failed to cause effective damage.

Perhaps it is out of a man's instinct that the flogger subconsciously raises his leg to trample on the saint.

But the saint was in a strange state at this time. He used the whipping man's other leg as a cover, and avoided the whipping man's attack continuously in the way the King of Qin circled the column!
During this process, the saint emptied all his pistol magazines, and verified multiple vital parts, but none of them caused enough damage.

However, at this moment, it seemed that the Blessed Soul Saint remembered the action of Flogger covering his face with his hands when he shot for the first time!

"Devil, I've got you!" The saint let out a big mouth, threw away the pistol, and climbed up the back of the whipper's thigh.

The Flogger roared angrily, trying to shake off the enemy on his legs, but his ability could only extend his limbs, not other parts.

This has led to the fact that although the whipman has limbs four to five meters long, his body is still the proportion of an ordinary person. The result of this imbalance of proportions is that when he tries to do some fine movements, he is completely powerless.

For example, now, an ordinary person can easily reach out and remove something on the back of his knee, but the whipper needs to find the right angle and keep the arm at the right length to complete this action.

And these times were enough time for the saint to climb up to the height of his waist. In the next second, the saint was already hanging on the whipper's back, and his arms were crossed to complete a naked twist!

"This is definitely the first time I've done this with both feet off the ground!" Saint glanced down and whispered in Whistleman's ear, "I guess you've got a bulletproof jj, but you forgot to have a bulletproof neck!"

Saint tried to tighten his arms to suffocate the whipper, but when he did it felt like he was trying to snap a length of steel.

"Guess is wrong, dead man!" The whipman laughed loudly, his hands suddenly shrank to normal size, and then he firmly held the saint's arms, and forcibly untied the opponent's naked chokehold!

In the next second, the saint was thrown from behind with one hand by the opponent's undisputed superior force, and then he was sent straight to the sky by this arm!

How high is he from the ground now? 25 meters?Or 30 meters?The saint firmly held the whipper's wrist with both hands to prevent the whipper from throwing him down.

"Do you think I'll just throw you to death so easily?" The whipman's legs stretched again, making him nearly 20 meters above the ground: "You have to make up for the fun I lost! This is exclusively for you!" The Ferris Wheel of Death!"

"Are you ready?" The Flogger slowly turned his arm, let go with a cruel smile on his lips, and let the saint hang on his arm: "It's starting to speed up!"

After finishing speaking, the flogger began to swing his arms around, the speed getting faster and faster!

The saint only felt that from the third lap, the blood in his whole body rushed towards his feet under the action of centrifugal force, but he still remained awake, and at the same time, he held his hands tightly and refused to compromise!
He was very surprised at his current state. Normally, he would have fainted, but now the saint can even overcome the centrifugal force and show a distorted smile: "God bless me!"

He silently counted the time it took for the Flogger's arm to make a full circle, and started to prepare when he was closest to the ground, and when the arm turned to the twelve o'clock position, he suddenly let go!
"Wow!" The saint was thrown up to a height of more than ten meters in the sky, screamed excitedly, and then began to fall!
He firmly grasped the weaponized cross on his chest, flipped the switch lightly, and a [-]cm-long short blade popped out in front of the cross.

The saint looked at the whipping man directly below, made a gesture of smashing Huashan, aimed at his head and slammed it down!

Under the action of the acceleration of gravity, the specially made steel easily cut off the opponent's skull, cut open the hideous face, and then stuck at the position of the opponent's throat.

The saint at this time was so keen, he immediately let go the moment he felt the weapon jam, and let himself continue to fall.

It's just that when he landed, there was already a cloud of quick-response gel waiting for him.

"The tree fell!" The saint broke free from the shackles of the gel, stood in front of the flogger's strangely proportioned body, and stretched out his hand to gently push his leg.

The flogger was really like a tree, falling straight backwards.

"It's exciting!" The saint looked down at his hands, he realized that he might have awakened, but he was at a loss as to what his abilities were.

During the few minutes just now, the saint felt as if he was omnipotent, and there was nothing he couldn't do if he wanted to.

But in the next second, the sudden exhaustion was like a whipping hand, directly hitting the saint's face, causing him to shake and fall to the side of the road.

"Sam! Sam!" The child who had tried to help the saint before appeared like a weed on the side of the road, suddenly appeared from the corner, and shouted the name of his companion towards the building opposite, with a hint of crying in his tone: " Are you still alive? Answer me quickly, don't scare me!"

"Stop shouting, Deli, do you want to attract other weirdos?" The limping Sam appeared by the window on the second floor and hurriedly showed his face, comforting his companion: "See if it's still alive? I Go down now!"

"Oh!" Deli huffed and picked up the backpack he had hidden before. It was dropped by the saint on the side of the road, but the rules in the [-]th district are for whoever sees it, so these things belong to him now.

Dragging a backpack almost as tall as himself, Deli staggered towards the direction of the flogger's corpse. When passing by the saint, he deliberately stopped to test the other's breath, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still alive.

The closer he looked at the strange man, the more frightened Deli became, but he still firmly completed Sam's task. He dragged his backpack and checked all the way to the whipping man, and saw the face that was almost lifted.

Deli was not intimidated by the blood. A child of his age is already a half-adult in the thirteenth district.

He raised the gun, loaded it with great effort, and then put the muzzle of the gun on the whipping man's face, well, to be exact, it was the face that used to be, and that face can't be seen now.

Deli was still terrified of the freak, and he killed an entire group of Taha gang soldiers in just 2 minutes.

Maybe it was the residual nerve reaction, or maybe the knife wasn't long enough to completely destroy the brain. In short, the Flogger suddenly spit out a bunch of blood bubbles from the four-petaled mouth.

Then the hands and feet twitched like an arthropod, and began to shrink.

Deli was taken aback, and he sat down on the ground before screaming belatedly, but then he remembered Sam's warning and covered his mouth.

But fortunately, this is the last flashback of the weirdo, he twitched and became silent.

Even if the head is smashed, it can't stop the mutation of the flogger's corpse. It is still shrinking its limbs, and it doesn't officially end until the limbs return to their normal proportions.

It's just that at this moment, the whipping man's limbs look like the roots of a century-old tree, like vines that have been dried and twisted together.

If it wasn't for a corpse connected to it, no one would be able to tell that it used to be a human limb.

"Sam! He's dead!" Deli saw Sam limping onto the street, and ran over immediately. At this time, he had a smile on his face: "I'm sure!"

"Oh, by the way, that person is still alive, what should we do?" Deli pointed to the saint who fainted on the ground: "He saved us twice, we saved him once, and we still owe him"

"I know! I know!" Sam interrupted Deli impatiently, looked around, pointed to the rope hanging on the saint's back: "You find some boards, we drag him back to the underground shelter Besides! I know I owe him one more time!"

Deli laughed happily, and began to search for usable materials in the nearby ruins, as if everything that happened just now was just an adventure encountered by children playing around, and they were still so carefree.

Just like that, the small, limping figure was followed by another small figure, dragging a wounded man lying on the iron sheet behind him.

It's just that neither of the two children realized that the head of the wounded should be placed on the higher side. As Deli pushed forward, the iron sheet rolled over the uneven ground under the weight of the saint.

Of course, his head was outside the scope of the iron sheet, and together with the iron sheet, he measured every hole and every stone on the ground.

"Besides the information that the king gave us, what else do we know?" Outside the thirteenth district, mobilized armed soldiers are urgently sealing off the dusty area. A man in a windbreaker with a big nose is drinking coffee in the night wind , roaring at his men.

He is Otto Wald, the director of the Gaul branch of the ECS Bureau, and the nominal head of all superhumans in Gaul.

But in fact, Otto's rights and authority are far inferior to Lindsay Legris, because he is neither a superhuman nor a Gaul.

The ECS bureau of the European Community implements a mutual supervision system. He was appointed by Santoku to supervise the branch of the ECS bureau, while a Gaul director did the same work in Santoku.

This allowed the two branch managers to spend a lot of time every day to experience the customs and customs of foreign countries, because they really have nothing to do, and the European Community likes this kind of power mechanism.

When the superhumans in the Gaul branch of the ECS Bureau were secretly controlled, Otto didn't know that he was drinking coffee in a certain cafe in Paris.

When Wang Zhengdao arrived in Paris, Otto was not notified, and he was in the shopping mall choosing a wedding anniversary gift for his wife.

When Wang Zhengdao and Lindsay were attacked, Otto didn't know it at all. He hesitated on the street whether he should go to the club last time to experience the real Gallic style.

When a war broke out between the Secret Service and the controlled metahumans of the ECS Bureau, Otto finally found out because he was on the street.

One can fully imagine Otto's mood at that time. One second he was receiving a high salary, but he didn't have to work at all. He was a happy salary moth. The next second he saw the superhumans in his department fighting on the street with Secret Service agents and soldiers. up.

When Otto rushed back to his post, he found that there were no living people here, and the controlled superhuman bloodbathed all non-superhuman employees in the entire branch.

The Secret Service and law enforcement officers have sealed off the entire scene. When Otto showed his ID, their first reaction was panic, and their second reaction was to aim their guns.

Otto swears that if he hadn't raised his hands and surrendered quickly enough, his name would be included in the big list now.

If the group of Junker nobles from his ancestors knew that he was serving in Gaul, but he only learned the quintessence of the other party, he would probably be kicked out of the genealogy.

"Twenty minutes ago, the Taha Gang sent an envoy to warn us that they have some old friends in their hands. If Gaul intends to use superhumans as weapons to massacre them, they will completely wipe Paris from the map." A man in military uniform said. The general saluted Otto: "It's a pity that I didn't share the information with you in time, but do you have anything to explain about the superhuman behavior inside?"

"You! You?" Otto looked at these Gaul soldiers dumbfounded, and his face became extremely ugly: "You don't want to pin the responsibility on the ECS Bureau, do you? You can't do this, and you will make the whole The European Community is shaken."

"Of course we can." The general waved his hand, and two gendarmes behind him held Otto firmly: "I believe that the ECS Bureau and the European Community will survive, after all, this is the purpose of our establishment."

(End of this chapter)