The fuel was gone. Mike didn't care and took out the lighter.
"Pfft!" Wizard laughed, "With a lighter..." Then when he saw Mike lighting a cigarette, he put the lighter into his pocket.
Being so sentimental... is quite embarrassing.
Mike spit out white smoke, "These zombies were still alive before they were parasitized."
Wizard is silent.
Mike continued, "Their clothes are so everyday, like they were taken away while walking, cooking, playing... Look, there is a kid in a football uniform."
"That's right." Wizard's expression suddenly became fanatical. "It is their honor to become the nourishment of God."
"But have you asked them if they want this honor?" Mike slowly drew the knife.
Obviously rattan armor is invulnerable, but Wizard felt a little panicked for no reason. "But you didn't show mercy to them before!"
"Because they... are dead and can't feel anything anymore."
The knife is Nichirin Sword.
"In order to deal with you, I spent five thousand US dollar. In addition to fire, you should also be afraid of the sun, right?"
Watching the vines keep shrinking back, Mike said, "That's just my guess, and it seems I'm right."
"Five thousand US dollar, I feel a little heartbroken. How can I make up for it... how about using your lives?"
"Death!"
Dozens of sharp vines stabbed at Mike from all directions. However, the vines that were originally as tough as steel wire were vulnerable to Nichirin Sword's chops, like butter meeting a hot knife.
"We must retreat first!" Wizard did not admit his failure and only retreated temporarily.
How could God be defeated by a mortal!
This time, Vine didn't object.
Is the vine a god?
Of course not, it is just an "ordinary plant" left by aliens in Maya Pyramid - to aliens. The most special thing about it is that it has intelligence no less than that of humans.
Hundreds of branches separated from the main body and attacked Mike - this is the tail-cutting survival tactic that vines are good at. At the same time, the vines on the soles of Wizard's feet and legs were coiled into springs.
Compression...
Then let go suddenly.
Wizard jumps upward diagonally and fishes at low altitude.
The distance between takeoff and landing is at least 100 meters.
Mike, however, leaned down and chased wildly. When a branch blocked the road, he cut it off. After running for a distance, he jumped into the air. Looking down at Wizard, he looked like a flying dragon in the sky.
"One Sword Style. Flying Dragon. Flame!"
Mike holds the knife in his right hand, puts Nichirin Sword behind his back, holds his right wrist with his left hand, cuts down with the blade, pulls Mike down and slashes like a flying dragon.
Boom!
Wizard, flying at low altitude, was cut in half from the waist as if hit by a cannonball.
The two body parts hit the ground heavily.
black blood.
"Ah!"
Wizard screamed, he was not dead, tiny vines stretched out from the broken mouth, trying to piece the body back together.
However, a green flame suddenly burst out from the fracture.
"Ah!!!" Wizard screamed even more shrilly.
The green flame made the vine feel a strong survival crisis, and he decided to give up Wizard as its host. However, the green flame was like a gangrene attached to the bone, and it actively cut off the branches that were attached to the green flame.
Useless.
It's like being in a furnace, one fire goes out and another starts.
Soon, the vines were engulfed in flames and turned into ashes.
"God? hatui!"
"The blue flame... is unscientific and has the effect of burning the soul."
Mike closes the knife.
After the death of the main body, the branches also lost their vitality. To be on the safe side, Mike burned all the vines and zombies together.
"Sure enough, I'm afraid of irritation after putting on a show, and it's not cool to deal with the aftermath." Mike complained, mainly because the smell of decay was too terrible.
S.H.I.E.L.D. internal.
"Why is it burning? There's something wrong with the color of the flames." Fury asked.
"Ahem, maybe it can be explained in a scientific way. First, the violent friction between the blade and the air causes sparks. When the blade causes wounds, it ignites human body oils. Finally, trace elements in the human body cause a flame reaction." The answer was Simmons.
Fury:"Isn't it too far-fetched?"
Coulson: "It's similar to the principle of spontaneous combustion in the human body."
"Oh." Fury nodded, thoughtfully, "This kid looks less and less human. Could he be an alien?"
Coulson: "We have investigated it a long time ago and there is nothing abnormal."
"Check again, starting from three generations ago..."
"Yes."
Those tentacle monster vines were also the focus of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention, but unfortunately they were burned to ashes by Mike.
After crossing a railing, Mike came to Sheep Prairie. Sheep Prairie was originally used for grazing sheep, but later it became a good place for picnics and field guns... In short, the cleaners often pinched used small umbrellas under the turf, especially early the next morning.
While walking, Mike suddenly stamped his feet hard
A muffled groan came from the soil.
Blood seeped out of the ground.
The killer lurking underground was trampled to death by Mike.
Digging a hole, placing a support, and laying turf is what Earth Escape is?
I want to eat shit!
Mike took out the loudspeaker, which is the loudspeaker commonly used in "Jiangnan Leather Factory, the boss ran away with his sister-in-law".
"Hey, hey, hello, can you hear me?"
"I am your target Mike. Don, just call me Mike. Of course, I don't mind calling you Mike dad, just treat me as a few more sons and daughters... Ahem, just kidding, relax."
"I believe that Wizard's death has persuaded many people to quit. Those who can stay either have a broken brain or are stubborn and have confidence in themselves. It doesn't matter, I understand. You are the best the Continental Hotel killers, and you are also top masters in the world. You have all experienced nine deaths until today. To be persuaded to quit with just a few words is not your style. How do you behave after you say it?"
"Don't worry, I'm not persuading, I'm begging. Please come out all at once. One by one. You are under great psychological pressure and I am annoyed too. How about we come together?"
The sound quality of the inferior loudspeaker is harsh, and the words of Mike must also be very harsh...
Silence.
The night breeze is cool.
About ten minutes later, the killers appeared one after another.
Several ninjas dressed in black.
A strong man with bullets hanging all over his body, more than two meters tall and as tall as an iron tower, then stood up.
Masked man wearing exoskeleton armor.
A strong Asian with Nine-Headed Dragon tattooed on his body.
Medieval knight wearing plate armor.
A native covered in oil paint and holding a spear.
A fat guy holding a joystick remote control.
And wearing a red and black tights...Deadpool?
Deadpool?
Deadpool!
Why didn't Mao Winston provide his information?
Mike Have a headache.
Not afraid.
But annoying.
Deadpool is the famous brown candy in Marvel Universe, whether it is a movie or animation. People in the world call it "Little Deadpool".
[Bei Zhu] is simply a text tailor-made for him.
Without too many words, the red and black uniform appeared, immediately breaking the wall of the fourth dimension, directly sputtering [Bei Shu] onto the Cerberus author's computer screen, covering [I Don't Want Candy][Bei Shu] perfectly. So much so that the chapter that was originally planned to be over 2,100 words was about to end.
It's not the author's fault that it's short, Deadpool has to take the blame.
hiahia~~~
Oops, the author has been infected with the virus!