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Chapter 180 Rotten smell
at the same time.

In the pitch-black tunnel underground in the elevator hall, Bullseye, which was blasted outwards several times by the shock wave, just stood up, and couldn't help but "wow", and spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

After reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Bullseye forced himself to stand up.

He had to leave here in the shortest possible time, otherwise, if the buried explosives in the elevator hall exploded, if the passage didn't hold up, maybe he would be buried here too.

Thinking of the elevator hall that was about to be turned into ruins, and the passage that was being blown up by him.

A trace of complexity flashed in Bullseye's eyes.

"Golden..."

The emotion in Bullseye's eyes only appeared for a moment before being dispelled by him.

Then he held the bullseye on the wall with one hand, supported his body, and walked deeper into the dark secret passage.

I don't know if the explosion just now short-circuited the wires in this corridor or something.

The corridor that was supposed to be bright under the lights was now pitch black.

Fortunately, Bullseye has exceptionally sharp vision and weak dark vision, otherwise, he would not even be able to see the road in front of him clearly.

"Zizi..."

at this time.

On the button-like patch on the back of the bullseye, there suddenly appeared a sound of electric current, as if a wire had been short-circuited.

The moment he heard this voice, Bullseye froze.

He didn't remember that there was something on his body that could make such a sound.

After a short period of stiffness, Bullseye suddenly pulled out a small knife that shone with cold light from his waist, and then cut towards the place where the sound came from on his back.

But he didn't wait until his knife cut the button-like patch.

The patch burst out with a dazzling spark.

The hot fire light instantly lit up the dark corridor, making the corridor brightly illuminated.

I only felt a slight heat on my back, as if it was burned by a flame, and there was no follow-up bullseye. After the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of the illuminated corridor behind me, the corner of my eye couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Between the flickering cold light.

The silver knife with cold light in Bullseye's hand was close to the skin of Bullseye's back, cutting off the clothes attached to the patch, but it did not hurt Bullseye's skin at all.

Looking at the pieces of clothing that fell to the ground and were still burning, a trace of doubt flashed in Bullseye's eyes.

That's it?

He originally thought that something like a small explosive was attached to his back, which was deadly.

I didn't expect...
But such a bluffing little thing.

When Bullseye is in doubt.

Amidst the flickering flames, a slender figure quickly solidified behind the bullseye.

Through the reflection of the flame on the ground, he found that there was a bullseye of a figure behind him, and without thinking, he stabbed the silver throwing knife in his left hand backwards.

But this time...

"Bound!"

Don't wait for the silver knife to stab you.

Clown Ayrin's thoughts flew through his mind.

A silver-white thread quickly sprang out from Clown Aylin's fingertips, like a swift spiritual snake.

In the blink of an eye, Bullseye, who was trying to resist, was bound tightly.

Bullseye, bound in a position similar to that of a tortoise shell, humiliatingly restrained in place, his muscles swelled violently, and instantly burst out with a powerful force that did not match his physique, trying to break free from the shackles of the weird silk thread on his body.

But the harder he struggled, the more the resentment that restrained him tightened his grip in an almost humiliating way.

For a brief moment.

Blood lines were drawn on Bullseye's body.

Even in places like his arms, where the struggle was severe, the resentment split his skin and became firmly embedded in Bullseye's muscles.

If it wasn't for the fact that the clown Ayrin forbade the bullseye from devouring Bullseye's flesh and blood, Bullseye would have been devoured by the vengeance and loves sacrifice.

"Don't struggle, it's useless."

Looking at Bullseye who was still struggling and even secretly trying to reach the pocket where the flying knife was hiding his bound fingers, a hint of indifference flashed in the eyes of Clown Aylin.

Reach out and hook.

At one end of the thread of resentment, Bullseye threw all the throwing knives hidden in various parts of the battle suit into a row, and then sent them to Ayrin the Clown.

Looking at the various flying knives of different sizes and colors in front of him.

The clown Aylin chuckled and said, "There are so many throwing knives that can be hidden..."

At the same time as Clown Aylin's words fell.

A deafening and terrifying explosion erupted directly above their heads.

Boom! ! !

In the midst of this violent explosion, Aylin and the others were located above this special escape passageway, which immediately vibrated violently.

A large piece of stone powder fell from the top of the corridor.

Several seconds passed.

The deafening explosion gradually dissipated.

The clown Ayrin, whose ears were a bit ringing from the violent explosion sound, plucked his ears with his little finger unhappily.

Until the tinnitus in the ears subsided a little.

The clown Aylin looked at the bullseye who was also shocked by the explosion in displeasure.

"With such a violent explosion, you are not afraid of blowing up the Fisk Building on the ground."

"This is your base camp."

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Bullseye, whose ears were also stinging from the explosion, looked at the clown Aylin in front of him and said, "Oh, I think the explosives should be buried less, or if there are more explosives, just give this escape passage to It collapsed, wouldn't it be better for you to be buried with me?"

After hearing Bullseye's words, the clown Ayrin sneered and said, "Pfft, don't take death so seriously, if you really wanted to die with me, you wouldn't have run away just now! If you didn't run away, such a violent explosion would Maybe I was really dragged by you to die together?"

After a disdainful glance at Bullseye.

Ayrin the Clown had a thought.

Resentful Qingsi, who was spiritually manipulated by the clown Ayrin, moved the row of throwing knives aside.

After taking a look at those flying knives, the clown Aylin reached out and hooked them again.

Bullseye's head, which was restrained by the tortoise shell, was pulled up by the thread of resentment.

After resisting several times.

Seeing that his own strength could not shake the venomous feelings that bound him, Bullseye simply gave up his resistance and raised his head to look at the mysterious man in the clown mask in front of him.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Looking at Bullseye whose eyes were full of unwillingness, Clown Aylin said calmly: "You don't need to know this."

As they looked at each other, the psychic force field of Ayrin the Clown brazenly spun, eroding Bullseye's mind silently.

soon.

A trace of confusion flashed across Bullseye's eyes.But before the clown Aylin could ask.

The confusion in Bullseye's eyes quickly disappeared.

Then it turned into a wave of horror filled with anger.

"That was... hypnotism just now, damn bitch, you actually want to hypnotize me?"

Ignoring the clown Ayrin who was yelling at Bullseye, Ayrin shook his head seeing Bullseye who quickly woke up from his spiritual force field.

"Sure enough, he is indeed a well-known villain in the original book. He escaped the cognitive modification of the psychic force field so easily. It seems that it is not easy to hypnotize characters like you who have their own missions!"

"In this case·······"

"Look at me! Bastard!"

【Desperate gaze】!
This is the first time that the clown Ayrin has used the spiritual witchcraft [Desperate Gaze] since the spiritual promotion.

And driven by the clown Aylin's powerful spiritual power after being promoted, the sorcery of [Desperate Gaze] once again showed its power in front of Aylin.

As the clown Ayrin and Bullseye looked at each other.

The invisible [Desperate Gaze] in Ayrin's eyes seemed to form a phantom of a roaring six-eyed dragon, stirring the terrifying giant wings behind it that covered the sky, carrying a wave of destruction The astonishing power of the earth, from above the nine heavens, follows the eyes, the direct passage to the soul.

He jumped down in horror.

Before they got close, the almost substantial sense of terror and oppression caused Bullseye to suffocate for a while.

And waiting for the phantom of the six-eyed giant dragon, the spiritual dragon phantom, to roar into the Bullseye Heart Lake.

The terrifying pressure instantly broke Bullseye's heart lake and his soul, which was far tougher than ordinary people.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a sound that sounded like glass shattering, Bullseye's pupils were instantly congested and burst out with two lines of blood.

After turning around deftly, avoiding the splattered blood.

Ayrin found that Bullseye had become dying at some point.

His face was covered with blood, and dark red plasma continued to flow from Bullseye's seven orifices.

If it weren't for his body still being bound in place by the thread of resentment and love.

His dying body was like a candle in the wind, and he might have collapsed to the ground long ago.

"Hiss..."

Look at the destructive power caused by [Desperate Gaze].

Clown Ayrin gasped in an exaggerated gesture.

"This power has been upgraded!"

Compare it with the power shown by [Desperate Gaze] before.

The clown Aylin discovered the power of this [desolate gaze] and almost experienced earth-shaking changes.

The [Desperate Gaze], which could only destroy the opponent's spirit before, now almost has the power to distort reality.

Not only can it destroy the opponent's mind, it can even tear apart the opponent's soul and cause certain damage to the enemy's physical body in reality.

It is worthy of spiritual witchcraft.

The spirit of Aylin's spiritual realm directly made [Desperate Gaze] become Aylin's trump card again.

With such a powerful mind witchcraft, Ayrin could already imagine that if his enemy didn't have certain means to protect his mind, he might be able to scare the opponent's eyeballs out of him just by looking at each other.

It's not bad, but you should pay attention to the power when using this [Desperate Gaze] in the future, otherwise it will be troublesome if you use too much force all at once like now.

Originally, Ayrin bound Bullseye with the threads of hatred and love, in order to hypnotize the other party and torture him for some useful information.

But who would have thought that the bullseye would be disabled by using too much force this time.

"It's really troublesome, and I don't know if I can ask something useful like this."

Looking at Bullseye lying on the ground dying, the clown Aylin scratched his hair in annoyance, and then walked towards him again.

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Just as the clown Ayrin estimated.

Because the heart lake was broken and the soul was torn apart.

Although the clown Ayrin successfully hypnotized the other party through the ability of the psychic force field this time, the information he gave was intermittent.

More importantly, Bullseye took his last breath before the clown Aylin could ask him for the information he wanted most.

"Swallow it!"

Looking at Bullseye who had lost his last breath, the clown Aylin waved his hand and let the resentment on the side that could not wait to swallow up Bullseye's body and the broken soul.

As a well-known villain in the Marvel universe, Bullseye's flesh and soul seem to have some special qualities.

I don't know if it's the illusion of the clown Ayrin.

After devouring Bullseye's flesh and soul.

The thread of resentment and love seems to have become sharper and more agile.

Smoothly, he took off the one of the row of hanging on the silk of resentment and love that flew into the middle.

The clown Aylin received the row of special flying knives carefully crafted by Bullseye into the Ring of Greed.

While playing with a special black flying knife in his hand.

The clown Aylin stretched out his hand to grab it, and Aylin drew out a cloud of orange-red flames from the flames that hadn't been extinguished on the ground.

Under the manipulation of the clown Ayrin.

The orange-red stream of flames directly turned into a fist-sized fireball, floating one meter away from Ayrin the Clown, illuminating the dark corridor for him.

In order not to let this group of flames go out.

Ayrin the Clown even purposely added a piece of solid alcohol that he got from nowhere to increase the durability of the fireball.

With the light emitted by the orange fireball.

Clown Ayrin walked towards the other end of this passage.

As Ayrin continued to deepen.

In this corridor, a strong smell of blood and rancidity seemed to gradually permeate.

"Hah..."

The clown Ayrin with a keen sense of smell sneezed several times when his nose was stimulated by the strong rancid smell.

what happened?

Why did it suddenly become so stinky.

After maneuvering the fireball in front of him, he moved around in a circle.

Ayrin the Clown found that the strong smell of blood and rancidity seemed to permeate through the gaps in the tunnel that were shattered by the explosion just now.

Look at the gap that is still exuding a rancid smell.

Ayrin the Clown couldn't help thinking.

[Jin Bing, when he built this tunnel, he didn't build a lot of corpses into the wall, otherwise, after the cracks were cracked in the wall, why is this corridor so smelly? 】

However, with the deepening of the clown Ayrin.

He quickly changed his previous thoughts.

Because, at some point, the passage in front of Clown Ayrin suddenly became...
(End of this chapter)