The cold wind on Cross-sea Bridge carried fine pieces of ice and snow, hitting the steel frame of the bridge deck and making a whining cry.
Black Noir moved.
There is no unnecessary nonsense before the battle, nor any actions to accumulate energy.
His whole body was like a black lightning blending into the wind and snow, instantly crossing a distance of more than ten meters and directly approaching Soldier Boy.
The black Military Dagger in his hand drew a fatal arc without any sound, and struck Soldier Boy's carotid artery with incomparable precision.
This is the Assassination Technique that he has honed over the years. It is fast, accurate and ruthless, without any unnecessary bells and whistles.
However, there was a harsh sound of metal friction.
The sharp Military Dagger cut hard on Soldier Boy's neck, but it failed to leave even the slightest white mark.
The huge repulsive force directly caused the blade made by Special Alloy to break on the spot, and half of the blade flew out spinning and fell into the cold sea water under the bridge.
Soldier Boy didn't even hide.
He lowered his head, glanced at Black Noir, who had only the handle of the knife left in his hand, and said calmly:
"Mute Dog, I haven't seen you for so many years, you can't even bite anyone?"
Before he finished speaking, Soldier Boy's thick arm swung violently, his sandbag-sized fist tore through the air, and hit Black Noir's chest hard.
Bang!
Black Noir The black bulletproof armor on his chest shattered in an instant, and he was thrown out like a broken sack. He rolled continuously for more than ten meters on the ice-covered bridge before he managed to steady himself with both hands.
The breathing under the hood became extremely heavy, and a trace of dark red blood dripped down the lower edge of the hood onto the white snow, which was shocking.
But Black Noir didn't back down.
He didn't even pause, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he rushed towards the invincible monster again.
Fist, elbow, knee, he turned every part of his body into a weapon, pouring it on Soldier Boy crazily.
Every blow hits the fatal weakness of the human body, but hitting Soldier Boy's body feels like hitting a solid steel plate.
Soldier Boy didn't even bother to defend and allowed Black Noir to attack.
He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Black Noir's neck, and lifted him into the air like a chicken.
"Something's wrong."
Soldier Boy squinted his eyes, looking at Black Noir who was struggling in mid-air but still silent, and frowned deeply.
In his memory, the guy in front of him was a dog that could only wag its tail.
In the past, if I raised my voice even slightly, the dog would be so frightened that it would not even dare to raise its head.
But today, this dog knew it couldn't be beaten, so not only did it not run away, but it also bumped into itself like a madman.
Soldier Boy looked at the pair of eyes behind Black Noir's goggles that had no desire to live, only the determination to fight to the end, and an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
It was not anger, but an inexplicable sense of recognition.
"In the past, if I even glanced at you, you would be so scared that you wet your pants. Today, you knew you couldn't beat me. Not only did you not run away, you bumped into me like a mad dog."
Soldier Boy's rough fingers tightened little by little, feeling the creaking sound from Black Noir's cervical spine.
"You're not trying your best, you're asking for death."
This man who has experienced countless years has always been very intuitive.
He suddenly understood something.
"Are you blocking the road for others? For the ordinary person who keeps you in the Manor like a domestic dog? Or for what they call my cheap son who has never met me? You know you will die today, but you still dare to stand here and stop me..."
Soldier Boy exhaled a mouthful of hot breath that smelled of blood, and his eyes gained a rare look of seriousness.
"Okay, very good. You Mute Dog has finally grown some manly bones and looks like a real man."
He was prepared to give this old subordinate who finally had some backbone a happy death.
Just then.
Boom!
An air-shattering sonic boom exploded over the bridge, and even the wind and snow in the sky were torn open by this terrifying wave of air.
Soldier Boy Before he even had time to see what was flying over, he felt an unstoppable blow to the side of his face.
Soldier Boy's burly body was like a fired cannonball, which was directly thrown away, breaking two thick bridge pillars in succession, and with a roar, it was deeply smashed into a pile of abandoned cars dozens of meters away.
Black Noir lost its support and fell straight towards the cold bridge deck.
Just before he landed, a blue afterimage roared against the ground.
Reggie grabbed Black Noir's waist and led him to slide more than ten meters on the snow and stopped steadily.
"Ahem..."
Black Noir covered his neck and coughed violently, breathing in the cold air filled with ice.
"Mr. Black Noir, you are too uninteresting."
Reggie patted the shattered black armor on Black Noir's chest. Although he was complaining, his eyes were full of fear, "We agreed to have snacks together, but you actually came out behind our backs to find someone to challenge us."
At the other end of the bridge, a black SUV stopped steadily.
The car door opened and Lynn stepped out.
He looked at Black Noir slumped on the snow and sighed helplessly.
"Worrying blindly."
Lynn walked up to Black Noir, stretched out his hand and pulled him up from the ground, and said,
"Do you really think that if you die alone outside, people will let us go? With such a big oven at home, no matter how good the heat preservation effect is, the pastry of the apple pie will become soft after being left for a long time."
Black Noir lowered his head. He didn't know what kind of emotions were surging in his eyes behind the mask and goggles. He just silently leaned closer to Lynn.
Sure enough, this man guessed his thoughts.
At this moment, a rumble came from the pile of abandoned cars dozens of meters away.
The several-ton wreckage of the Transfiguration car lying on it was violently lifted open by a brute force.
Soldier Boy climbed up from the scrap metal pile, shook his head, and spat out blood-streaked spit.
The originally arrogant face had a large bruise on it, and the corners of his mouth were also broken.
He turned his neck and stared at the person who just punched him away.
Blonde hair, Azure eyes, and wearing a very ordinary Hoodie.
The nine-year-old boy stood so quietly in front of Lynn, blocking all sight of Soldier Boy.