Gambit's Deadly Assault, the Vanisher's Taunt

Clang!

The attacking playing cards were neatly sliced in half by the Pig Butchering Knife, and the fragments, enveloped by Inner Qi, bounced to the sides.

However, without direct contact with Sing Sing, his Inner Qi was not suppressed for long, and the compressed kinetic energy contained within the card detonated on both sides of him.

Using the force of the explosion, Sing Sing rolled across the rubble-strewn ground, then knelt on one knee, Pig Butchering Knife held horizontally in front of his chest.

The Gambit spun his long stick once in his right hand, then struck the ground with the end.

"Dude, have you really been brainwashed?"

Sing Sing stood up, supporting himself on his knees, muttering curses under his breath.

Just then, a ripple spread through the air.

A slender man in a dark gray three-piece suit appeared out of thin air and stood behind the Gambit.

He held a glass of red wine in his hand, surveying the disheveled crowd.

Vanisher!

Tunsley Tate!

"Oh my, look who this is!"

The Vanisher took a sip of red wine and shrugged dramatically.

"Isn't this Mr. Zhou. Stephen Zhou? Why does he look like a stray dog?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, if your Director Wang saw this face, he'd probably dock your travel expenses, right?"

"Tate!"

Sing Sing had originally planned to continue calling for the Gambit, suddenly flew into a rage.

The Vanisher laughed even harder, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing on the other side of the pipe, glancing at Mondo's corpse on the ground.

"Look at you, you're so heartbroken over the death of one fat guy. If a few more die next time, are you going to cry right here and now?"

Li Qianhuan's eyes suddenly reddened, and the plasma sparks between her fingers crackled and popped.

"Shut up!"

"Oh, you little brat, you want to blow me up?"

The Vanisher raised an eyebrow. "I can disappear a hundred times before your energy ball reaches me, you believe it or not?"

Silver Fox, carrying the Magik, retreated behind Colossus, keeping a close eye on the man who could vanish into thin air.

Teleportation is one of the most difficult variant abilities to deal with; you never know where he'll appear next.

"Keep your dog head here!"

Sing Sing gritted his teeth, pointing Pig Butchering Knife at that smug face, "I'll twist it off and use it as a snack with my drinks sooner or later!"

"Haha! I'll have to wait and see!"

Tunsley downed the remaining red wine in his glass and casually tossed the empty glass at Sing Sing.

The glass spun in mid-air before shattering upon landing.

"I almost forgot about the important matter." Tunsley's smile faded slightly, and his tone became more businesslike.

"The Lady asked me to pass on a message to you."

"Enjoy Remy's feast to the fullest, haha!"

Goodbye, little agent.

Tunsley snapped his the Snap.

Buzz!

A spatial ripple flashed, and the slender figure vanished abruptly.

They come and go freely, impossible to track.

Tunsley ran away, but Gambit stood in front of him.

"Hey bro, take your sister and Little Fireworks and get out of here!"

"You're all alone..."

"Enough talk! I'll handle the cleanup! And bring Mondo's body too!"

Colossus was silent for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and nodded. He took the Magik from Silver Fox's arms and turned around with heavy steps.

"Go! Go quickly!" Silver Fox gave Li Qianhuan a push.

"But..." Li Qianhuan turned around and glanced at Sing Sing's back.

The man stood alone, facing his former friends, amidst ruins and pools of blood.

He'll die!

"He won't," Silver Fox said. "The person who can kill the Sugar Man won't die here. Let's go!"

The sound of their footsteps gradually faded away, leaving only two people in the circular hall.

Sing Sing Chow stretched his right arm, which was numb from the blast wave, and switched the Pig Butchering Knife to his left hand.

The injury to my right shoulder hadn't fully healed yet, and the aftereffects of the forced bone setting were starting to flare up, with dull pain radiating from between the bones.

The opponent is a Gambit who has been completely brainwashed and is unleashing his full fighting power.

With a sweeping motion of the long staff, he pulled out a full set of fifty-two specially made charged steel plates from his pocket with his left hand, completely blocking all of Sing Sing's escape routes!

The Pig Butchering Knife twirled in his palm, the blade angled horizontally.

These fifty-two steel plates did not have a uniform flight path.

Some flew in straight lines, some detonated with a delayed arc, some spun along the ground, and some bounced off the ceiling...

It's all about the multi-angle, three-dimensional chokehold that the Gambit excels at.

Damn, is this kid starting to pull off some fancy tricks now?

The Blade slices out a semi-circle to the upper left.

Ding! Ding ding!

The fragments of the three cards, having lost their kinetic energy, became embedded in the wall, and in the blink of an eye, six more cards approached simultaneously from three directions.

With a flick of his toe, Sing Sing spun around like a top, scattering all six playing cards as Pig Butchering Knife spun.

Explosions rang out behind him in quick succession, and the heatwave lifted the hem of his tattered trench coat.

With his perception spreading, each of Lao Biao's cards would emit a subtle high-frequency vibration after being charged.

Different frequencies, different directions, and different detonation times.

This is a habit of the Gambit.

Remy LeBeau never assigns the exact same amount of momentum to two cards.

He once said that each card is an independent work of art.

Even if you've been brainwashed, muscle memory doesn't lie.

The third wave, twelve cards.

Sing Sing took a half step back with his left foot and swung his knife at maximum speed with his right arm.

Card fragments and purple sparks exploded around him, forming a halo of death.

But the fourth wave gave him no time to catch his breath.

The remaining thirty-one cards were activated simultaneously and shot out from all directions!

"Too many!"

Sing Sing jumped three meters high from the spot.

More than twenty steel plates collided and exploded where he had been standing, blasting a crater five meters in diameter into the alloy floor.

But seven more cards caught up.

There was nowhere to gain leverage in the air.

Sing Sing gritted his teeth, reached into his waistband with his left hand, pulled out seven or eight throwing knives, and flung them at the playing cards.

The series of explosions lifted him half a meter diagonally upwards, and he used the momentum to flip over in mid-air, kneeling on one knee to absorb the impact.

"Wow, that's amazing..." Li Qianhuan was stunned, forgetting to chew her bubble gum.

But Sing Sing didn't have time to catch his breath.

The stick was already there.

As the Gambit approached amidst the smoke and dust of the final explosion, his long staff whistling as it aimed straight for Sing Sing's eye socket.

The blows from the stick were fierce and powerful, without any fancy techniques.

This isn't like the card dealer's style.

His previous staff techniques were always elegant and fluid, like a dance; now, his fighting style is direct, violent, and leaves no room for error.

"Hey! Wake up!"

Sing Sing used Pig Butchering Knife to block the long stick, and the two clashed weapons.

The Gambit's red eyes stared blankly at him, the depths of his pupils devoid of any emotion.

The alloy rod was pulled back, rotated half a circle, and then lifted up from below, heading straight for Sing Sing's chin.

Sing Sing turned his head to avoid it, and then kicked the Gambit in the back of the knee.

The Gambit slid back two steps, his left hand already pulling out a new stack of cards which he tossed towards the ceiling.

Dozens of cards were embedded in the concrete, and the fuses were activated simultaneously.

The ceiling, which had already collapsed by a large section, became even more unstable.

Even so, the Gambit continued to pull out cards and toss them over his head.

They didn't care about their own safety at all.