Conquer The Comic: I Rely On Unlimited Hunting To Level Up

Chapter 053 A defeat may not be

super alloy black light, ah, no, Luke Cage was directly strangled by Lear, and suddenly roared angrily.

He was not unharmed when he was hit just now, in fact, he himself was also hit by seven meats and eight elements, and the whole person was chaotic and made a mess, a chaotic and drowsy person, and he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south.

Suddenly faced with the attack, he almost subconsciously fought back.

It's just that in the face of the naked stranding that has already taken shape, what is his counterattack?

He just felt that there were a pair of thick and powerful arms around his neck, which were contracting tighter and tighter, as if he was entangled in a large python in the Amazon forest.

Breathing became more and more rapid, and Luke Cage became more and more difficult, but the desire to survive was stimulated.

Almost like an elephant entangled in a forest grasshopper, he began to tumble.

Soon Lear tasted the overwhelming taste of Mount Tarzan.

Luke Cage's hundred-kilogram flesh and strong muscles looked already bloated and heavy, huge, but in fact, his density was greater than Lear had imagined.

This can also explain why he was able to resist when facing a seven- or eight-ton armored vehicle just now.

Lear instantly felt as if more than two hundred kilograms, or even close to three hundred kilograms, of humanoid iron were suddenly pressing on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength reached 45 and his endurance reached 31, it would have far exceeded the scope of ordinary people, and this stroke alone would have been enough to directly kill him.

But even so, he still vomited out a mouthful of old phlegm, mixed with blood, which looked very terrifying.

The fox and Perkins were instantly anxious.

The two of them almost killed each other and grabbed an M14 from the team members next to them, rushed up, aimed at Luke Cage's light brain door and began to shoot continuously.

It's just that Luke Cage's head is so smooth that it is simply shiny, and even has the effect of tilting armor.

Some bullets were directly ejected diagonally, while more bullets hit Luke Cage's head in front of their eyes, turning into copper pieces one after another.

You must know that this is a 7.62mm caliber bullet, because it is fired by a precision rifle, whether it is deep penetration or kinetic energy is far stronger than AK47.

But even so, it still can't penetrate Luke Cage's body.

Although it left one mark after another on Luke Cage's skin, Luke Cage never shed a single drop of blood.

He was still hitting Lear behind him over and over again, and at the moment of life and death, this pain was nothing at all.

But the strength of his struggle and impact became smaller and weaker, and it seemed that the whole person had been gradually strangulated by Lear.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the two men in a deathmatch on the scene, and the two women who frantically pulled the trigger, as if watching a gladiatorial fight from the Colosseum three thousand years ago, in this Colosseum, there was Hercules strangling the lion, the struggling Barbary lion, and two fellow warriors with spears trying to save Hercules from stabbing Barbary lion.

Who is the winner of this duel?

Everyone is waiting for the final winner to appear.

"I said, enough!!"

The black bald head, who suddenly began to regain his breathing and began to gasp again, suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the barrels of the two M14s that were still steaming hot, and easily pinched the two barrels into twists.

"He's not dead." He gulped in, still maintaining a heroic sanity, explained to Fox and Perkins.

The two of them abandoned the M14 in their hands, and the hand that was going to get the pistol on his waist stopped in mid-air, and neither of them even bothered to talk to Luke Cage, so they dragged Lear, who was already bleeding from mouth and nose, out of the sunken asphalt road from under Luke Cage.

The two of them lifted Lear's helmet and mask, and Lear's blood was already sticking to the mask, looking as if he had been crushed to death.

The two tested his snort and aorta, only to make sure that he was still breathy and not dead, and then hurriedly unfastened his body armor, allowing the place where he was injured to release the pressure as soon as possible.

"When he wakes up and says he's a good opponent, it's a good fight."

Luke Cage, who was almost strangled, not only did not get angry and angry, but came out of this emotion and began to reflect on whether there was something wrong with his approach, so that a heroic warrior would rather die than rush up to stop himself.

Luke Cage, who had bought enough of the reflection roll, turned away under the gaze of the fox and Perkins, and this time no one dared to stop him.

Because with the firepower they now have, there is no way to inflict any damage on Luke Cage, so it is better to save some effort.

A group of people immediately gathered around, first aid for first aid, call for ambulance, and the whole scene instantly became chaotic.

But the work that should be done Fox and Perkins have been done, and all that remains is after the ambulance arrives, the two followed Lear left and right into the ambulance, and at the end of the ambulance, one person grabbed Lear's left and right hands, and his eyebrows infinitely revealed his worries about the future and Lear's worries.

In fact, this time the battle was a small wave in the entire battlefield, and no reporters even came to report it.

Because the journalists could not keep up with the speed of the rapid reaction force at all, they could only follow Lear and eat fart behind them.

But George soon learned about Lear's hospitalization.

While resisting the pressure, he was still directing the mobile response unit of the New York City Police Department to strangle the elite of the twelve high tables, while complaining in his heart that Lear should not go to the battlefield, as a decision-maker, he could honestly sit in the command car with himself, but he couldn't help but start worrying about Lear's physical condition.

His feelings for Lear are very complicated, he is both Lear's benefactor, and he is helped by Lear in turn, his daughter still likes Lear, and they are in a messy relationship, and they can still resist the pressure to continue to advance Lear's plan under such complex feelings.

It can only be said that none of those who stand in this position are stupid mediocrities.

After completing today's task, George left only one sentence: "I'm going to visit the injured police officer." "

Just fly and drive away surrounded by journalists and the media.

Left a good story among the New York City police.

And when George was driving to Lear's hospital, Lear lying in the hospital was also making amazing changes.