In the crisis, David remembered what Bai Xing once taught him:

"Learn to take advantage of your opponents..."

"Then if that's the case..." David turned his head and glanced behind him and murmured to himself.

He suddenly stretched out his limbs in the air, grabbed the corners of his jacket with both hands and stretched it open. His whole body was like a kite. After adjusting his posture, David closed his prosthetic body.

Looking at the ground spike trap getting closer and closer, David couldn't help but pray: "If this happens, we can catch up..."

"coming!"

David was ecstatic, and his life-saving straw appeared when he was in fire and water.

A strong pushing feeling caught up with David, and the source was the induction mine he triggered when he rushed over.

With the help of the aftermath and air waves generated by the explosion, David's landing point was changed. He flew lightly over the balcony covered with thorns, and then it was simple.

Reaching out to fish it out, David grabbed the balcony railing and hung it on the edge.

David worked hard to remove a set of ground thorns through the gap between the railings, so that there was a place to go up.

"So is it really necessary to set up so many traps..."

David, who finally entered Room 402, clapped his hands and said.

Looking around, the living room was in a mess. The floor was covered with cigarette butts and empty beer cans, and black plastic bags containing human excrement were thrown in the corner.

The stench in it was so strong that you can imagine it.

David pulled the collar of his jacket over his mouth and nose while looking around the room.

The cleanest place in the room was the bar in front of him.

"This is……"

There was no trash on the bar, no drinks or snacks. There was only a photo that had been wiped clean before and after.

There are three people in the photo, a short-cut man in military uniform, a woman in a dress with a dangerous hairstyle like a side ponytail, and a woman standing between the two, showing a big smile and holding hands with the two adults on the left and right.

little girl.

Turn to the back of the photo.

"The happy John family."

David put down the photo and didn't know what to say. It was obviously a happy family photo, and the name John was mentioned by Brother Bai before. It should be the name of the cyberpsychosis he would deal with today.

What turned John into a madman? All David could think about was family tragedy, just like when he was trapped in the car and looked at his mother in flames.

That taste can really lead people into the abyss.

"Did you finally find this place..."

At this moment, a deep male voice came from the corner of the room.

In the shadow, David vaguely saw the figure of a man sitting on the ground.

"It's because of you haunting bastards that my Mary and my lovely Katie left me!"

Old John stood up very slowly, as if he was wearing some extremely heavy weight.

As the surrounding debris was knocked down by his movements, David gradually saw clearly what the so-called weight was.

It was an extremely thick exoskeleton armor.

No, it's not so much an exoskeleton armor as it is turning your body into an exoskeleton armor.

The only parts of the original body that can be seen are John's head and chest.

"Um, actually I'm here..." It's rare to see cyberpsychotic patients who can still speak normally, so David found a possibility that seemed to be negotiable.

However, John didn't really want to listen to David's nonsense, so he lowered his body slightly.

Poof——

The engine-like piston parts loaded on the legs began to move up and down continuously, and white steam visible to the naked eye was released from behind the calves.

"Go to hell!"

Old John shouted loudly, and then charged towards David with endless momentum.

Thanks to his leg armor, Old John was not slow at all while dragging such a body, just like a high-speed car.

When the distance got closer, he stretched out the mecha's right hand, which was larger than a human head. The mechanical texture on it was emitting red light, and his goal was to crush David's head directly.

Facing the charge of such a chariot, David made a prompt decision and activated Si'an Westan.

The nerves and muscles of the body were stimulated, and Old John's movements suddenly slowed down in David's eyes, but David became faster and stronger.

After taking two simple steps, he tilted his body and made a sliding tackle under the huge body of Old John who rushed over.

At the same time, David took out the knife he had just hidden in his sleeve in the kitchen and stabbed Old John straight into the chest.

After one encounter, Old John continued to show his strength, smashing into walls on the road, leaving flying dust and debris on the floor before disappearing into the room.

David took the opportunity to hide, only slightly extending the tip of the knife in his hand and using it as a mirror to observe the situation outside.

He felt that Old John would never be solved so easily.

Sure enough, a big hand grabbed the edge of the big hole in the wall, and then a mechanical leg stepped in.

"..."

Old John's figure emerged from the smoke, with a long tube extending from his back, and at the end of the tube was an object like a ventilator.

After covering his mouth and nose, the medicine entered Old John's body along with his breathing along the tube.

His eyes were staring at somewhere in the room with hatred and madness. David's hiding was just a joke to his electronic prosthetic eye equipped with a scanner.

Different from the big hand just now, Old John's other hand was a machine gun that looked extremely powerful, with a long bullet chain hanging from the bottom.

He aimed at David's hiding place, and the six pitch-black barrels began to roar violently after a few quick turns to warm up.

Bullet casings popped out in a line, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.

Seeing that the wall David was hiding in was about to be penetrated, he picked up the round pot lid at hand and rushed out to the other side.

After leaving the bunker, David rolled on the ground and curled up as hard as he could behind the pot lid.

There was a sudden "clinking" sound in the room, the sound of bullets pouring on the alloy pot lid.

David, who successfully moved his position, threw the pot lid in his hand outwards. The rotating pot lid hit the barrel of Old John's gun, causing it to tilt slightly.

"good chance!"

David was waiting for now. The prosthetic body was turned on, and the body as fast as the wind ran to Old John's hand in the blink of an eye.

He raised the crowbar he picked up in his hand, pointed it at the opponent's machine gunner's shoulder and stabbed it straight into it.

Then David held the side of the crowbar and pressed down hard, and the sound of some metal breaking came from Old John's armored shoulder.

However, this is not enough.

With the strength of David's ordinary body, it was still a little short of breaking the joints of a pair of armors.

"Damn it, when I get rich, I will definitely get a stronger arm!"

David tried his best to suck the milk, but the abnormal noise just now was the limit of what he could do.

Poof——

The same sound of gas exhaust as before rang in David's ears.

He groaned inwardly and looked at Old John's legs.

A heavily armored war leg was ready to go. After a slight pause, Old John's thigh bounced up like a cannonball, and the steel knee turned into a heavy hammer and rushed towards David's belly.

David opened his mouth wide in "Wow", and a mouthful of blood poured out of his throat and dripped on the ground.

It's not that he couldn't avoid it, but he didn't choose to avoid it.

The closer that knee strike came to him, the more he clenched his hands.

With the power of Old John's knee strike, David successfully removed the arm loaded with the machine gun.

"Cough..." David held his stomach and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the madness in Old John's heart became even stronger. With his remaining hands across his chest, he moved his strong legs and ran like a rhinoceros.

He trampled the rubbish on the ground and crushed the other arm that David had just removed.

"Shet..."

While Old John was charging, David was also taking action, not caring about the damage he had just suffered, nor the fact that only a few seconds had passed since the use of the prosthetic body, followed by another activation of Sianwistan.

Two lines of blood slowly flowed from his nose, and David ignored it.

He just went all out and made his own preparations.


Chapter completed!