Chapter 1240 (1/2)
The master imitator turned and left. As always, he wanted to leave the rotten and moldy mercenary behind him.
It's not that they're not in a bad relationship. On the contrary, it's because he knows Wade so well that he's the only one in the world who can hear the voice in the Deacon's head.
He could hear cancer cells corrupting Wade's brain, and he could hear unknown beings whispering to the valet. Even for a time, he could hear the audience who thought they didn't exist, but the valet thought they existed, how to give Wade all kinds of bad ideas.
That time, it was called a hangover.
In the eyes of today's master imitators, Wade is just a few days a month, like suddenly ill or suddenly normal, always has some strange proposals.
It's true that the master imitator wants to make money, but it's not from a dead servant who is in an abnormal state.
Mercenaries are different from each other. They choose to steal.
”If you don't promise me, only one of us can get out of here alive today.” Wade suddenly jumped up behind him, holding two double knives high above his head, and launched a surprise attack on Anthony: ”I don't think I will die, so...
the double knives have two smears of cold light. Even if carbon sodium steel turns around in the belly of the genie, it is still sharp. When the weapon is waved, the barely audible wind is covered by the death attendant's strange cry Wake up, Anthony. Defend.
Anthony instantly pulled out the huge sword behind his back to block Wade's jump. The three weapons collided with each other, and sparks splashed everywhere, illuminating their faces in the night.
In the night, the wind in New York is always a little noisy. Those who die in the ring of fingers get it, and the death attendant also takes out two guns, and Anthony uses the air exchange ports on the roof as a shelter to shoot fiercely.
The gunfire reverberated in the night sky, and the hot ballistics crossed the heads of the two men.
The imitation master was dressed in heavy armor, and the bullets were no threat to him. Except for the jingling sound, they would not cause any damage.
Wade may have been shot dozens of times, but he can't die. It's just a little painful.
”Don't you think I can't imitate your fighting skills, so you'll take me for granted?” Master imitator put on a magazine and continue to fire.
Wade's body was splashed with blood, but his tone was still relaxed: ”yes, that's it. You'll never master my 'dead servant stream' martial arts.”
Anthony rolled his eyes: ”die Shi Liu martial arts... You TM is like the ancient Celtic people, who imitate you who are sick!”
”Yes, I am sick. Do you have any medicine?” The valet pulled the trigger crazily and looked at the Mars floating on the imitation master's armor: ”anyway, you can't beat me, just follow me!”
”But as long as I imitate your cousin's fighting skills, I can spend a whole day with you. Who wins and who loses may not be sure!” The 40K imitator has one more advantage over other parallel worlds, that is, he has learned a lot of tricks to deal with death attendants from the death knell.
Although it may not be able to win, but at least it is no longer a mad dog sent to make a fuss.
Wade laughed. If his cousin's fighting skills were so good to imitate, he would not be dead knell. Anthony learned a fur, and he would dare to speak up without learning the truth.
Cousin has strangulation. When fighting with him, he seems to be fighting with more than a dozen hulks at the same time. Who can learn this?
”Then try it.” Wade put away his guns and jumped out in high spirits.
”Come on Anthony also pulled out of the bunker.
After the long-range attacks were ineffective, the two again put together cold weapons.
After more than three minutes of fighting, the weapon hit hundreds of times. No one got the upper hand. It seems useful to imitate what the master learned from the death knell.
”Falk squid, can't you go to the cable?” Anthony waved his sword, trying to split the valet in two: ”didn't he like children?”
Wade ducked over in the pose of an iron plate bridge, like a Maori drill pipe dance. Then he held a dagger in his toe and planned to sneak into the chrysanthemum imitating the master:
”yes, but he likes children so much. I suspect he's an x-addict, and my daughter can't be handed over to that kind of perverted hand!”
Anthony's metal boots crushed Wade's sole with one foot, and the dagger naturally slipped from between his toes. He scolded angrily, ”but that's just your imagination! Can't you tell the difference between reality and subjective opinion? ”
”Don't ask me, my life now is a nightmare come true!”
Wade pulled his foot, which had been trampled as thin as a piece of paper, from the sole of his shoe. At the same time, he took a grenade from his pocket and held it in his hand to pull the string.
”Shit!”
Although the shrapnel is not a problem, the explosion of a grenade at such a close range may make him lose his hearing for a short time, and his armor has no shock absorption ability. Once he is in a trance, he is really not a dead servant who can self heal at high speed.
The self-healing speed of the Chamberlain is either very slow or very fast. It is reasonable for anything to happen to him.”Bang
The grenade exploded, but it wasn't an explosion and shrapnel flying around, but a flash of light.
Wade was as drunk as he was, and the bright light had taken his cerebellum out of balance, and now he can't stand still.
”Falk, I'm wrong again. How can I get the flare that my cousin gave me? I'm going to die...”