Soon, the injuries to his right foot and left chest, the residual effect of the hollow between his chest and abdomen, and the previous collision at least at the demigod level made Sequence Nine a "thief". He, known for his speed and agility, began to slow down .

Snapped! A card was thrown out by him, but his wrist was cut with a deep wound, a wound that was bleeding continuously.

The Nighthawks and military personnel will come after us soon, there is no longer any delay! At this moment, Lanwusi's mind is very clear.

Suddenly, he stopped in place, no longer dodging, and a card with a "devil" on its surface hit him accurately on the neck.

Almost instantly, the cards stuck in his body were bounced away, and the hideous wounds on his neck, right chest, wrist, and ankle were bloody and squirming crazily, sprouting one after another, disgustingly shaped. Granulation!

On Lanwusi's skin, there were densely packed small bumps in an instant. They were iron-colored, and seemed to be connected into a set of full-body armor.

when! A Tarot card was shot, and it was directly bounced away by the fine knots.

Lanwusi, whose eyes were stained with blood, looked at the clown who stopped and put away the cards, and said with a half smile and half sarcasm: "No matter what, after being tossed about by the gods once, there is always something to gain. "

Before he finished speaking, he kicked his left foot, leaped over the flowing dirty river, and rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side.

Klein, who was wearing the "Joker" mask, took a sideways step as if he had expected it, then pulled his left hand out of his pocket, clenched it tightly into a fist, and rushed towards Lanerus' temple like a cannonball.

boom!

Lanwusi swung his elbow sideways, raised his forearm, and accurately hit his opponent's fist back.

The berserk force came like a torrent, and Klein was suddenly carried away, and his steps staggered.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

One after another, brittle explosions exploded in Klein's ears. Each punch became heavier and faster, and each punch was faster than the last, and the punches kept coming into his eyes.

He seemed to have forgotten to keep his balance, staggered along his footsteps, and suddenly fell to the side, then with the support of his left elbow, he changed direction and rolled.

Clap clap! bang bang bang!

Lanwusi punched and kicked, fast and fierce. Klein was almost hit several times, but he could always rely on his exaggerated balance ability to dodge luckily with unreasonable movements. He was sometimes on the wall and sometimes on the ground, as if he was Perform acrobatics.

He behaved very calmly, not impatient at all, as if he had made up his mind to delay the battle as much as possible, and wait for the night warriors and military personnel to catch up.

But once Lanwusi showed signs of running away, he would definitely pester him to death and not give him a chance.

Snapped!

Lanwusi's punch forced Klein to make a trapeze back with the help of the wall's rebound, but he turned around without hesitation and fled to another passage.

Klein touched the ground with his toes, and his body was about to fly out like a cannonball, directly hitting Lanerus' vest.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: "Lanwusi seemed to have no bones, forcibly turned his upper body around, and punched him on the body."

This is an intuitive hunch that belongs to "Joker"!

Without hesitation, without hesitation, Klein took the initiative to reduce the follow-up power.

With a snap, he still rushed out, but he was much weaker than expected.

Click!

Amidst the teeth-sore rubbing sound, Lanwusi's legs did not move, but his upper body suddenly turned back, with his face facing back and his toes pointing forward.

In such a horrifying scene, Lanwusi rushed forward with a punch, hitting Klein's head with such force that the air made an explosion-like sound. JrNovels.com