Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 154 Smelly hooligan

The woman didn't care about the stains that had just splashed on her face, but stared at Wayne who retreated into the distance with a look of horror.

Wayne had just dodged the liquid attack, turned around to look, and immediately met the woman's straight gaze.

"Stinking rogue!"

The corner of Wayne's mouth twitched silently, and subconsciously blocked himself.

Wayne took a step forward, not too much, and his posture was a bit awkward.

After all, he needs to prevent himself from leaking out again, and walks forward with his hands covered. He not only needs to carefully ensure his tight protection, but also needs to constantly restrain his inner shame.

just,

He suddenly remembered that maybe he wasn't just being looked down upon by the few people in front of him.

He still doesn't know when the clothes on his body were destroyed.

It is also unclear whether the large number of rescued people before have seen their heroic figure.

Therefore, Wayne fell into deep distress and entanglement.

The scene has been completely controlled by him, and it only takes a little effort to solve the two people on the opposite side.

In this case, he was not in a hurry to end the battle, but fell into deep thought.

The pace never stopped. Although Wayne spent most of his energy on recalling, his body still walked ahead unconsciously.

The speed is not fast, but it brings great fear to women.

The woman was facing Wayne, staring at his every movement.

She really wanted to remind her of the secret weapon behind her, and wanted him to attack quickly, even if she couldn't defeat the boy in front of her, at least it would give her some time to escape.

But the secret weapon behind him was still standing there like a puppet.

The woman became more and more anxious, and Wayne's light steps seemed to step directly on her heart, crushing her already crumbling confidence.

She knew that there seemed to be something wrong with the research and development of the secret weapon, which caused the brain of the secret weapon to be imperfect.

So now the actions of the secret weapon made her a little scared, fearing that there might be something wrong with the secret weapon.

If so, her only hope of escape would be gone.

But in this situation, she still didn't dare to look back at the secret weapon behind her.

She was afraid that the moment she turned her head, the boy in front of her would suddenly rush over and kill her.

Just like his companion just now, even his death was unclear.

Wayne was still approaching, even frowning.

The woman put her hands back, not daring to look back, she could only pinch the arm of the secret weapon, hoping that he would give her a little bit of feedback.

Then scolding himself a few words, at least to prove that he can still speak, at least let her understand that he is still conscious.

However, her twisted fingers were a little sore, but the secret weapon behind her still didn't move at all.

The hard arm muscles are like a stubborn stone, no matter how hard you pinch, there is no feedback.

"Boom."

suddenly,

A gunshot broke the strange atmosphere at this time.

"what!"

The woman subconsciously screamed.

She was terrified,

At this time, she is no longer a warrior with superpowers, but an ordinary little girl.

Wayne, who was contemplating, ducked down sharply, dodging the bullet to the back of his head.

His thoughts returned in an instant, and Wayne still didn't understand when he started to be frank.

The evasion just now was completely subconscious behavior of the body.

Turning his head, Wayne suddenly saw a soldier who survived by chance hiding in a bush and staring at him quietly, as if he was about to strike again in that posture.

The dark cloud just now had been blown away, and under the dim moonlight, Wayne's naked butt looked white.

"Boom."

Another bullet came flying.

Wayne jerked to the side, dodging the bullet fired at his ass.

however,
Wayne was annoyed.

If the soldier still shoots at his heart, head and other vital parts, then forget it.

spanked him,

Isn't this blatant sarcasm?

Picking up a pistol casually from the ground, Wayne picked up the dirt on the pistol.

This gun should have been thrown by the people he rescued during the escape just now.

Judging from the distance it was thrown, it should have been thrown by a man.

It turns out that when the threat of death hangs around people's necks, gender differences shrink even further.

Some men will act like a frightened little girl, and some women will act like a female version of Rambo.

These manifestations have nothing to do with gender, but only with the personality of the individual.

The pistol seems to work,
Wayne glanced at the woman not far away.

The woman's body began to tremble slightly.

It doesn't look like her character is a female Rambo.

Wayne shook his head in disappointment.

He had previously heard that a woman in the Middle East led her daughter and daughter-in-law to fight fiercely for 7 hours after witnessing the killing of her son, and took the lives of 25 soldiers unscathed.

I thought that the super-powered soldiers trained by the organization should be better, but now it seems that the character is really not something that can be changed casually.

Even harder than changing gender.

For example, Wayne at this time,
Witnessing those cruel scenes in the base before made his whole body begin to change, and he seemed to be much duller.

However, it didn't take long before his thinking became active again.

Even under the influence of magical energy, it became more and more active, and some things popped up constantly.

Shaking his head again, Wayne seemed to want to knock out the overactive cells in his mind.

Just now,

The moment Wayne was awakened by the gunshot, the magical energy became active again.

Countless things suddenly popped up from the depths of his mind, and they continued to expand infinitely.

One after another, inexplicable little things began to appear in his mind, and he kept drawing inferences from one instance to form more weird ideas.

Covering his head with one hand,

Wayne felt that if he continued like this, he might become a psychopath like Wade.

At this moment, he seemed to be experiencing a crazy brainstorm in his mind, constantly confusing his thinking and making him unable to concentrate at all.

He obviously wanted to shoot and kill that soldier, but somehow he would start noticing other inexplicable things that suddenly popped up in his mind.

"call."

Sighing, Wayne resisted the tumbling in his mind, raised his hand and pointed the gun at the soldier.

Take a deep breath,
arms straight,

The eyes, the muzzle and the target are three points and one line,
Pull the trigger.

"Boom."

bullet fired,

Wayne's movements are as standard as they are in the training room.

The fired bullet accurately hit the tree trunk next to the soldier, and the frightened soldier shrank his head suddenly.

"Boom. Boom. Boom"

The gunfire continued,

Wayne fired the gun as if venting, as if he wanted to shoot out the thoughts that kept gushing out of his mind.

The bullets fell precisely on the tree trunk along the arc, and several shots all landed on the same point, piercing the big tree.

(End of this chapter)