End Of Heavens

End Of Heavens Chapter 994

2020-02-16

Chapter 991 The glory of your point

The parking lot, corpses everywhere across the field, the blood energy is skyrocketing.

The Iron Blood Fighter was tense all over, keeping a high degree of vigilance, and his eyes locked on Luo Su. At this moment, he only had prey in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if he kills or gets killed, he will fight this time with unprecedented glory.

The solemn killing aura fills the air, and the war is imminent!

It corresponds to Luo Su's increasingly confused dead fish eyes.

The opponent on the other side looks so serious, and he is fighting with honor and life. Should he put some water in and fight a few more rounds to make the opponent die a little bit more face?

It's not right, secretly releasing water will insult the honor of Iron Blood Fighter, but...doesn't the opponent lose face if you kill him without releasing water?

I'm so confused, what should I do?

Luo Su finds himself too difficult, and at the level of Iron Blood Fighter, his punch can make the opponent cry for a long time.

He respects the opponent's belief in challenging himself and his will to honor. In the past few good opportunities, Iron Blood Fighter did not sneak attack in the melee, nor did he activate the electromagnetic gun to generate electricity. Muddy face.

Although the hits and misses are the same, this is not the point, the point is that the integrity of the Iron Blood Fighter makes Luo Su very admired.

Because he doesn't have such a thing, it feels very rare.

clang!

Just when Luo Su's thoughts diverged, Iron Blood Fighter couldn't bear the tense fighting atmosphere and launched the attack first.

He took out the spiral flying blade, pressed its surface, made it spin and ejected seven flat but sharp blades, and then aimed at Luo Su and threw away.

The spiral flying blade ripped through the air. Luo Su looked at the whistling sharp blade, calmly analyzed, thought a little, and decided to save face for the other party. sharpened.

clang!

Iron Blood Fighter, in the space where Luo Su was dodging to avoid, tapped his toes to the ground, kicked the lance into the air, and then a wrist knife, a double-edged lance in the other hand, crossed the lance. Charge with big strides.

In terms of physical fitness, the speed, strength, and explosiveness of the Jagged Clan are far from Superman. Even the special forces who have experienced strict training are only able to give away their heads in the face of them.

It has nothing to do with will, it is racial innate talent.

clang!

Luo Su stopped at his feet, Adamantium raised his knife high, and slashed straight down at the Iron Blood Fighter that was charging in front of him.

The change of moves was too sudden, and in the blink of an eye, he stabilized his balance and took advantage of the situation to fight back, which made Iron Blood Fighter very uncomfortable and hurriedly set up a lance block.

A crisp sound and sparks.

The lance in the Iron Blood Fighter's hand was broken in two, the tip of the knife slashed against his chest, the cold air stinging the skin, although it did not touch, it also left a bloodstain.

With the whistling sound in his ears, Luo Su turned his head sideways to avoid Boomerang's usual spiral flying blades, making him head straight for the Iron Blood Fighter's door.

The Iron Blood Fighter raised his hand to catch it, retreated more than ten meters, and kept a safe distance from Luo Su.

He threw away the broken lance, pressed down on the surface of the spiral blade, and the sharp blade was folded into four pieces, holding it as a melee weapon in his hand.

The second round of combat begins.

"If you want honor, I'll give you honor!"

This time, Luo Su took the lead to attack. Some.

Shua!

An afterimage flashed by, the Iron Blood Fighter lost Luo Su's silhouette in his eyes, and the shadow of death struck. With his strong combat intuition, he played super-level and turned around suddenly and put the wrist knife on his chest. Front block.

Shoot! !

Sparks rub, the serrations on the wrist knife are flattened by the Adamantium knife, and the blade pierces deeply into the iron Blood Fighter's chest.

Severe pain hit, the Iron Blood Fighter opened his eyes and roared loudly. The gibbon-like body structure made it easy to slash the spiral flying blade towards Luo Su's cheek.

ka-cha!

Under his horrified gaze, Luo Su opened his mouth to bite the blade, smashing it forcibly with a bang.

Luo Su took a step forward, the Adamantium knife completely submerged in the Iron Blood Fighter's chest, and then accelerated and sprinted directly into the outer wall of the abandoned building.

The blade easily penetrated the wall, the Iron Blood Fighter was nailed to the wall, he retracted the stuck wrist knife, and slammed Luo Su's head left and right with fists with both hands.

With two muffled sounds, the Iron Blood Fighter's fist spurted green blood, and he couldn't help roaring in pain.

He's working hard, but the gap is so big that his efforts are more like a struggle.

“powerhouse...”

Green blood left along the wall, Iron Blood Fighter vomited blood while talking, and after Luo Su pulled out his long knife, his body was leaning against the wall Sit down.

"You are very good, and you will be a good warrior in the future. If you save your life and go back to leveling, you will be able to defeat me in two years."

Luo Su swept his knife towards On the ground, the heavy sword swept across the ground, rolling out a depression, and at the same time flung off the green blood on the blade.

He tucked the long knife into his trousers pocket and waved at the Iron Blood Fighter: "Come on, the police will come later, you stay here only to enter the laboratory."

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"Honor!"

The Iron Blood Fighter stared straight at Luo Su, his eyes were full of anger, and he regarded his life as a shame.

As he spoke, he turned on the bomb on his arm, wanting to activate it for an ugly fireworks display.

The control panel of the Iron Blood Fighter's wrist has many uses. Its ultimate big move and the biggest use of output is to set self-destruct.

When an Iron Blood Fighter wants to die with honor and dignity at the last moment of his life, but does not want to leave a trace of defeat, setting a countdown self-destruct is the best choice.

pa!

Luo Su grabbed the Iron Blood Fighter's wrist, let it try several times and couldn't break free, and then forcibly grabbed the control panel of the self-destruct.

"Don't do this, why should a small incident escalate into a disaster."

Luo Su stuffed the control panel into his pocket, and then pulled out Sand Eagle·Heavenly God, the left of the 'divine throne' '' holy light is attached to it, transforming it into a holy shotgun.

The golden mark on the silver bottom is a combination of holiness and killing, and the magical style has some sci-fi textures.

It is very difficult to deal with at first glance.

Iron Blood Fighter's face became less angry, and he closed his eyes and waited for death.

"warrior, the glory you ordered..."

bang!

A gunshot rang out, the upper body of the iron warrior exploded, and the white flames swept the surrounding area, burning his body to the ground, and wiped away all the green blood around him.

Luo Su put away the sand eagle, and the black mist spread out under his feet, engulfing and melting the iron Blood Fighter's weapons, only the visor and chest armor and shoulder cannon hesitated.

He picked up the high-tech metal visor, and threw it into the carry-on space after thinking about it. The same goes for the breastplate with the shoulder gun.

Ten minutes later, more than ten police cars rushed to the abandoned building. Luo Su, wearing a bulletproof vest with the words 'NYPD', sat on the hood of his police car and played with his mobile phone, with M9 and M4A1.

Facing the parking lot of corpses everywhere across the field, all the police officers were stunned. After reacting, they resisted the tumbling in their stomachs and quickly opened the cordon, and asked their superiors for support.

"Put... up your hand!"

A young police officer with a pale look saw Luo Su, raised his pistol tremblingly, and watched him brow beaded with With the appearance of sweat, he may not have the strength to pull the trigger.

"Asshole, it's my own, put down your gun."

The sheriff pressed the pistol and glared at the young police officer, then took a deep breath, not satisfied He said to Luo Su, "You are Officer Luo Su, right?"

"Yes, I'm from Brooklyn..."

"I know , Officer Luo Su, I saw your performance on TV before, but..."

The sheriff nodded responded, paused for a moment in the middle of the words, and then said: "I received The call from your superior, you reported that you were attacked by more than 200 assassins. It seems that I am late."

"It's okay, I thought the reporters would arrive first."

Hearing Luo Su's complaints, the sheriff was speechless, hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "I take the liberty to ask, did you do it all?"

"en."

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Luo Su calmly nodded: "There are about 100 corpses in the parking lot, and about 130 in the abandoned building over there. You don't need to look for Ratchet. I'm pretty sure there are no survivors."

"..."

The sheriff was silent for a long time, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, and said stiffly: "Officer Luo Su, please pay attention to your identity and wording, saying like this is not appropriate."

"Sorry, just like this is a bit more concise."

Luo Su smirked, almost forgetting that he was a positive person.

"These two guns..."

"I will cooperate, and you can take the important evidence directly."

"many thanks, and You have to come with us yourself, after all, the number of deaths here is too exaggerated." The sheriff said, wiping the cold sweat off his head again.

"Sheriff, be lenient, I still have a case to deal with."

Luo Su raised his eyebrows: "To be honest, I went to arrest those who wanted to commit the crime, but this group of People suddenly shot me in the street, and the surveillance on the street should be able to turn to video."

"Sorry, that's the rule."

The sheriff said he couldn't help, in all his identities as assassin He couldn't let Luo Su leave until it was verified.

"Really not accommodating?"

"No negotiation!"

"..."

Five minutes later, Luo Su sat in the police car and waved goodbye out of the window. The sheriff stood with a row of police officers and also waved goodbye to Luo Su.

It is said that the eyes are the window to the soul, and the zipper is the window to society.

After a few seconds of eye confirmation, the sheriff has a relatively deep understanding of Luo Su. This is a good policeman who is out of vulgar taste, and is absolutely selfless and trustworthy.

To tell the truth, sheriffs like this have never seen someone more reliable and just than Luo Su over the years.

So the sheriff slapped his chest, indicating that rules are dead and people are alive.

Luo Su can leave. After all, he still has a mission. There is no need to delay the precious time of catching criminals for a few corpses. No one can take this responsibility.

Finally, the sheriff also mobilized other police officers to help Luo Su clear the obstacle and let his police car drive out.

The police officers were full of enthusiasm and expressed their honor, and then, under the command of Luo Su, pushed away the messy cars in the parking lot.

"Officer Luo Su, come to the precinct for coffee when you have time, freshly ground, must come!"

"Yes, I have a younger sister I want to introduce to you."

"I also have a younger sister, twin!"

"..."

Luo Su waved enthusiastically, emotionally said: "Sure, don't worry, I will another day Go!"

(end of this chapter)