This is too easy.
It's like an ordinary person reaches out and just grabs the flying Ace of Spades playing card. It's relaxed, freehand, and calm. From the speed of the playing card tearing the airflow and drawing an afterimage, to the extremely quiet moment when He-El clamps the playing card, there is even a sense of ease and artistry.
Bullseye's playing cards can directly tear the throat and kill a person. There is no problem with accuracy and speed.
Even if you don't use all your strength, it is not something that a so-called Taekwondo practitioner can clamp.
"Is it a coincidence?"
Kingpin's heroic and domineering light smile condensed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Bullseye with suspicious eyes, already questioning Bullseye's ability.
I've added money, and you're just going to give it away like this?
Is it that there is only one such accurate coincidence that happens tens of millions of times?
Bullseye's eyes were confused for a moment. He glanced at He-El and found that He-El was still the same broad, handsome, gentle and elegant look.
There is absolutely no sense of powerful force, murderous aura or momentum that makes people feel pressured.
"It seems you have some tricks up your sleeve."
Although I don't know why the He-El in front of me can hold my playing cards, but it's just that I threw it away casually, so I can't take it seriously.
After saying that, a flying needle as long as a finger appeared in Bullseye's cuff. This time, he was a little more serious. With a flick of his wrist, the flying needle pierced the air. With a 'chi' sound, it turned into a shining silver light and shot towards He-El.
In the eyes of Kingpin and Bullseye, He-El's fingers holding the Ace of Spades playing card were very slow, turning like a blooming flower. Their slender fingers allowed them to see clearly. They turned gently, closed their fingers, and accurately held the flying needle that turned into a silver ray of light.
Once again, I caught the flying needle like an art.
That kind of movement is obviously not fast, and the rotation between the fingers can be seen clearly. How can it clamp such a high-speed flying needle?
Kingpin's face suddenly became serious.
To be honest, Bullseye's throwing ability is so accurate that even he is afraid of it.
If you aim at your eyeball and shoot it when you are not prepared, Kingpin can be sure that there is a great possibility that you will be shot blind directly.
Moreover, the flying speed of this kind of flying needle, in a very short distance, has pierced the air due to its slender and slender shape, forming an extremely terrifying weapon.
He was certain that there was no way for humans to clamp a flying needle with such speed and slenderness.
"How is it possible..."
Bullseye's indifferent face changed even more, and his pupils contracted. As a thrower, he was more aware of the terrifying degree of the flying needles he threw.
Although it cannot be compared with bullets, it is also extremely fast and has a long and narrow needle shape that pierces the air. It is impossible for anyone to catch it.
If you block it with something, that's okay, but if you can catch it... this is completely unreasonable!
"You know.
To step over ants without crushing them to death, the force is difficult to control.
But, I can control it."
He-El smiled faintly, still with that gentle smile. The Ace of Spades playing cards and flying needles he held in his hands, with the force of his fingers, they tore apart and made a hissing sound, then turned into two afterimages, one black and one silver, flying past their ears, scraping off a hair on each of them.
The hair slowly fell onto their stiff shoulders.
The strong tearing air flow was like a cold, sharp sword that cut iron like mud, passing by their ears, tearing out a fine line in their ears, and then dots of small red blood beads emerged from this fine line, and a little blood flowed down from this line.
In He-El's opinion, the people with the highest physical limits of human beings in this world are not the physical limits of human beings.
The real limit of the human body is to have seen the effect of one's own genetic information, to have seen the body formed by the division of one's own cells, and to have seen the information and force transmitted between each cell.
So now, even without microscopic vision, one can see the role of one's own genetic information, the physical body formed by promoting the division of one's own cells, and the information and force transmitted between each cell.
The true limit of the human body can only be achieved by relying on the perception of this body and the force transmitted between every fiber, skin, fat, blood vessel, blood, body cavity, muscle, organ, skeleton, nine major systems, and four basic tissues that can be used to achieve the integration of this body.
The so-called physical limits of other human beings are only limited by the extent that they have not looked at their own genes and cells, and can only use simple muscles and breathing, etc. That is their limit, not He-El's limit.
They are just the limits of pseudo-human flesh.
In this world, the real limit of the human body is He-El.
"It seems that we were arrogant and made a mistake. I didn't expect that Mr. He-El also has power beyond ordinary people."
Kingpin has a solemn face and serious eyes.
At this moment, he finally understood why the billionaire in front of him could let himself and Bullseye join forces to attack.
He has sufficient self-confidence and strong strength.
The numb pain in the ear, the moist and dripping blood, is already much more powerful than Bullseye.
At least at that moment, when the playing cards flew past his ears, he had no ability to dodge.
If it were a flying needle, Kingpin believed that he would definitely die.
At this moment, he seemed to have changed from a calm and confident overlord and underworld emperor to the humility and seriousness in his eyes when he saw He-El for the first time.
"I apologize for our arrogant attitude just now, then let Bullseye and I join forces to let Mr. He-El have all the fun." Kingpin took off his large suit, revealing thick arms that were thicker than a fitness hunk, and a body that was stronger than the two of them usually. He stepped forward like a little giant and said seriously.
He already knew that He-El was not an ordinary person, and he was probably out of curiosity and wanted to compete with him.
In this case, let him take a good look at the power of the underworld emperor.
"No!"
Bullseye turned to look at Kingpin, feeling that this was an insult to his own strength and profession. He was paid, and he was unwilling to admit failure and admit that He-El was stronger than himself.
He refused to join the siege with Kingpin.
Another flying needle appeared on his right hand, and his face was gloomy and calm. This time, he would attack him as an enemy with all his strength!
"Let me..."
Just when he was about to tell me to come first, his peripheral vision caught sight of the flying needle and playing cards thrown back by He-El. His face was shocked, his pupils suddenly tightened, and his right hand couldn't help but tremble.
Whether the flying needle or the playing card is half-inserted into the wall with great force, or completely submerged into the wall, he will not be moved, it is just a powerful force.
But they scraped Kingpin and his own ear respectively, causing bloody marks, and then merged again. The flying needle was inserted into the wall, and then the playing card was inserted at the end of the flying needle. It seemed that the playing card was sandwiched at the end of the flying needle.
But the fact is that the playing cards split such a long and slender flying needle, allowing the flying needle to clamp it.
What kind of crazy technology is this?
Bullseye can no longer imagine how powerful and devilish this technique is.
He suddenly turned his head to look at He-El and said in horror:
"Let us work closely together to besiege him."