Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Steering the direction?!

This concept is difficult to understand, but Mista has already had personal experience:

Whether it's a bullet with an entity, or a force with no entity.

The moment it touched Victor's body, all attacks were redirected under the guidance of the red arrow.

The bullet can be turned 180 degrees and return along the same path, and the invisible force of the forward bombardment bounces directly back to Mista himself without any reservation.

The action force was bounced back intact, and coupled with the already existing reaction force, the combination of the two is double the happiness.

Not only did Mista's punch not cause any damage to the enemy, it actually shook his own arm to the point of numbness.

It hurts so much

He gritted his teeth in pain and staggered back:

Is this a joke?

Bullets are useless, fists are useless, all external attacks will be redirected by him, so isn't this guy invincible!!

No, No, No!

Victor shook his head humbly:

There is no invincible substitute ability in this world.

If it were your companions, the Fugo who can release the murderous virus, or the Bucciarati who can open zippers, I would feel very headache if I encountered them.

But...hahahaha.

He couldn't help laughing wildly:

God is indeed taking care of me.

A big fish came to the door by itself, and the substitute's ability is purely physical attack.

Physical attack. This is of no use to me!

As he spoke, Victor clenched his fists and came forward menacingly:

bring it on!

Show your fists and let's have a good fight!

Fight a ghost!

Mista's face turned pale and he continued to retreat.

“It’s impossible to win if you can’t win!”

His ability is invincible to me. How could I win against such a monster that can control direction and is immune to attacks?

Looking at Victor, who was approaching like a cat playing with a mouse, he was as panicked as when he faced the piece of meat, and his mind went blank.

But the enemy will not show mercy just because he loses his will to fight.

When Mista retreated in a panic, Victor had already used the help of trotting to suddenly pull away his pace, gathered all his strength and punched suddenly.

Mista, Mista!

Six stand-ins surrounded Mista's ears and shouted anxiously:

Cheer up, cheer up and fight!

Their voices were extremely urgent, but Mista was so frightened that he lost his mind.

Facing Victor's full-strength fist, he first screamed in panic, and then subconsciously blocked the fist.

Yo ho.

You still dare to fight back?

Victor curled his lips in disdain, and an arrow suddenly appeared on the fist that collided with Mista's arm.

ah!!

A stream of scarlet blood suddenly spilled out of the corner of Mista's mouth.

The reaction force, the rebound force, and Victor's fist strength combined into one and unleashed their power at the same time, sending Mista's entire body flying backwards.

cut

Looking at Mista who collapsed on the ground with panic-stricken eyes, Victor's expression became more and more disdainful:

Such a low-level mistake can be made.

Hey, are you really Gedo Mista, whose head is worth one official position?

If you kill the wrong person, my feelings will be wasted!

I

Mista covered the arm that was about to break, and a deep sense of shame suddenly welled up in his heart:

This happens again and my mind goes blank again!

Damn it!

He bit his lip tightly, almost until it burst and bled:

My mouth was clearly shouting that I would never surrender, but my body surrendered so neatly!

Am I really that pathetic?

No

not like this!

A blazing flame ignited in Mista's eyes:

I, Gaido Mista, should not be such a coward!

Even the French, who are still being laughed at, resisted for a full 42 days before surrendering to the enemy during World War II——

If I surrender faster than the butt of such a joke, wouldn't I become a bastard worse than a pig or a dog?

At this moment, Mista finally understood:

What he is facing now is a life and death battle.

There is no use in surrendering, there is no use in compromising, there is no use in panic, there is no use in being cowardly, the bad guys will not find out in conscience, and the enemy will not put down the butcher knife.

If you give up resistance, you will only end up being stepped on and laughed at.

Find a way, find a way to fight back!

Even if the final result is still failure, I will tear a piece of flesh from this guy before I die!

On the edge of life and death, Mista finally awakened to a belief.

He is no longer an innocent boy who only knows how to be passionate, but an iron-blooded tough guy with an unyielding will.

He began to learn to overcome fear, learn to stay calm, learn to observe the environment, and learn to grit his teeth and fight back.

finally.

At the critical moment when Victor was about to approach again, a glimmer of light finally flashed in Mista's eyes:

Sex Pistols!

No. 7 stays on defense while everyone else attacks!

He finally no longer relied on the substitute's protection and teachings, but actively commanded the substitute to launch an attack.

yes!

The morale of the six little guys was boosted, and they immediately followed the order and gathered towards the muzzle of the revolver.

Mista, on the other hand, suddenly raised his revolver, faced Victor who was charging straight at him, and fired five shots quickly.

Five bullets roared out from the flash of fire.

From No. 1 to No. 6, each of the five stand-ins mounted a bullet and rode the bullets out.

They were like heroic knights, letting the bullets change their flight trajectories freely under their reins, and draw five beautiful and complicated arcs in the air.

oh?

Victor stopped and stared at the bullets with all his attention:

I see.

Let the avatar directly ride on the bullet and control it in real time, and attack me at the same time with five bullets with unpredictable trajectories.

Are you trying to make it more difficult for me to react so that I don't have time to activate my substitute ability?

ridiculous!

If I can't handle the continuous bullets, how can I survive until now!

Victor laughed inwardly, but there was no contempt in his eyes.

He just concentrated on observing the movements of those bullets, mobilizing his substitute ability to protect himself:

The first shot was aimed at the temple.

reflection!

The second shot targets the heart.

Turn around!

The third attack is the throat artery.

Bounce!

The fourth shot is on the forehead and between the eyebrows.

Red beacon, flick it towards his eyes!

Almost at the same time, four bullets hit Victor one after another, but they were easily redirected by the red arrow that appeared later.

Without exception, they all blasted back towards Mista.

Fortunately, the stand-ins kept riding on these bullets and continued to fine-tune the ballistics, so that Mista was not smashed into pieces by the reflection of this round of bullets.

Four rounds have been resolved

So, where's the fifth bullet?

Victor concentrated his attention and carefully observed everything around him.

At this time, there was a clear air wave disturbance behind him.

Haha... the fifth bullet also made a big turn in the air. Do you want to hit it from behind where I can't see it?

it's useless!

I have had an 'instinct' to respond to attacks since I awakened my ability. I can detect it no matter which angle you attack from!

Victor thought this in his mind, and he swooped at the object behind him without dodging.

As soon as it touches his skin, he will use that invincible red beacon to bounce it away.

However.

When the object behind him really touched his body, Victor suddenly heard an unpleasant noise:

Bilibili.

This is?!

Victor's expression froze.

Only then did he suddenly realize that what hit his back was not a bullet, but a cable hanging from the ceiling.

The first four bullets are all covering the traces of the fifth bullet.

The purpose of the fifth bullet was not to attack his body from the beginning, but to completely cut off the half-broken cable.

Victor.

You said that your stand-in ability is to control the direction of external attacks, right?

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

Although I dropped out of school after finishing junior high school, I also know that the essence of electricity is the directional flow of electrons.

A high-voltage electric field will be formed at the speed of light the moment you get an electric shock, and the conductive particles in the human body will instantly form an electric current under the action of the electric field force.

In other words.

The cable on Victor's back was emitting a dazzling blue-white electric light, but the light in Mista's eyes was brighter than it:

An electric shock is not considered an external attack at all, and you can't change the direction of things inside your body!