"drink!--"

David roared angrily to embolden himself. He clenched the crowbar in his hand, not afraid of Old John's death charge.

"You're trying to block the car, you idiot."

Seeing that David did not escape, but instead faced his heavily armored chariot, Old John taunted him.

"Isn't it like a mantis arm blocking a car?" David stabbed the sharper end of the crowbar at the opponent's knee joint. "You'll have to try it to find out!"

The huge beast intersected with David's small body. Naturally, David was retreating steadily.

"It seems the result is very clear." Old John showed a cruel smile, "I will crush you immediately and use your blood to pay tribute to my wife and daughter!"

"I will pay back everything you scum did to my wife and daughter--"

"How, how is it possible!"

As Old John spoke, he found that he could not move forward. He seemed to be really blocked by David's thin arms and legs.

"Your brute strength ends here." David raised his head and said.

He looked at his feet, looking for the culprit that prevented him from crushing the insect.

"Oil……?"

The floor beneath my feet had been covered with a layer of golden liquid at some point, making the entire floor look shiny and moist.

And his metal soles could only slide continuously on this layer of oil.

On the other hand, David grinned with big white teeth and said: "Although my shoes are cheap, they are practical enough."

Seeing the expression on David's face as if he was already a failure, the corners of Old John's mouth began to twitch, and his eyes trembled strangely and uncontrollably.

"If you think this will stop me from killing you, you're wrong!"

Old John raised his remaining giant hand, aimed at David's back and hit him hard.

If he couldn't withstand this attack, his spine would be broken directly. David knew this very well.

"Then now, it's time to compete in speed..."

Speed ​​is David's advantage. After turning on the prosthetic body, David can often move two more times for every move of Old John's ruthless iron hand.

"Hurry up, hurry up -"

The crowbar in his hand kept attacking Old John's steel body. The strong defense made David's attacks have little effect. The result was that the surface was only slightly dented.

Fortunately, this is not what David wants.

He had never expected to break one of the opponent's legs from the beginning. He simply could not do it with his own strength, unless he once again relied on Old John's strength.

But what Mu Yong questioned was if he was being attacked like that.

Will definitely die.

As a result, David's hands moved faster, and his mental power was concentrated to a point, and it seemed that the only thing left in his sight was the crowbar that kept beating the steel.

"Faster - faster - faster!"

At the end of this time, with David's unremitting efforts, the light spot he expected finally arrived.

Little bits of light emerged, looking quite dazzling in the dark room.

It was born from the hammering of steel and steel, splashing around like a leaping elf, carrying David's desperate determination to fall to the ground.

"Wow!——"

The oil layer on the ground was instantly ignited by this small spark.

Seeing that his action was successful, David immediately retreated to a safe place, then drew out his stick and knocked away the half-used oil drum on the table.

The oil drum was blown away and landed on Old John's body.

After a moment, he was completely on fire.

Old John writhed and struggled in the flames, and the heated air distorted his figure. With the last tragic howl, the body that was half as tall as David fell down in front of David's eyes.

"It's over...finally..."

David gasped and threw away the crowbar in his hand.

The nerves in his mind that had been tense until now were finally able to relax, and the physical injuries that he had previously ignored also swept through David's body together with the fatigue caused by the use of the prosthetic body.

With a stagger, David almost fell backwards and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he managed to catch his feet in time.

"Kaka——"

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have stepped on something.

He moved his right foot away and saw a shining silver pendant.

"roar!--"

The sudden roar startled David, and before he could react, something had already grabbed his right foot.

Then the thing pulled hard and David fell to the ground.

While the world was spinning, David finally saw clearly what was holding him.

The huge iron hand has lost its former metallic luster and is now as black as coal.

Looking further forward, David saw a pair of silent and hateful eyes, embedded in a blackened and decayed face, like evil ghosts crawling back from purgatory to take revenge.

"Uh-huh...!"

"This vitality is too tenacious!" David said in a panic. He kicked his legs hard but could not break free from Old John's big hand.

In desperation, David groped around with his hands on the floor. He touched a hard object. No matter what it was, he picked up the object and smashed it on Old John's head.

one time……

Two clicks...

Three times...

After an unknown number of blows, David's face, clothes, and hands were covered with blood spurting out. Old John's forehead had been smashed with a gash, and the tissue inside was in disarray.

This time there was really no movement from the other party.

"Huh...huh..."

David sat on the ground with his hands on the back of his buttocks, his chest rising and falling as he gasped for air.

Raising his blood-stained hand, David was surprised to find that the item he just touched was actually the pendant he had stepped on before.

A round pendant.

It turned out that Old John's big hand had already unknowingly let go of David's foot during the fight, and instead held the pendant's chain tightly.

David tried hard to pry the other person's fingers, but the fingers that had lost the driving force of their owner still held tightly and refused to let go.

It wasn't until David picked up the crowbar thrown on the ground that he pried off the other person's fingers.

It was at this time that David discovered that the structure of the pendant could be opened.

A nice "click" sound.

The contents of the pendant looked very familiar to him, and they were still intact on the bar.

The family photo of "Happy John's Family" was shrunk several times and then lay quietly inside the pendant.

Now the color of this photo has completely changed, with red liquid saturating it.

That was John's blood that was stained when David used it to hit John's head crazily.

"Oh...no..."

David opened his mouth and moved it up and down several times but no sound came out.

He just felt that things shouldn't be like this.

"John Dodge was born in the second millennium. After serving as a soldier, he participated in the Fourth Corporate War that broke out at that time. He was equipped with an experimental prosthetic body developed by the company at that time for use in the war."

David looked at the door. The door of Room 402 had been opened at some point. Judging from the degree of distortion, it must not be a kind method.

Brother Bai walked in with a one-eyed woman. It was the woman who was talking just now.

"To be able to come back from that kind of battlefield, I have to say that this guy is lucky in a sense."

"But the good times didn't last long -" the one-eyed woman continued with a twitch, "After John came back from the battlefield, he found that his family owed a huge amount of foreign debt, and the debt-collecting gang members threatened his family every day.

His wife and daughter didn’t even dare to leave the house.”

"What's even more tragic is that the reward money that originally belonged to Old John, and the prize money earned from fighting on the battlefield, is less than 10% after it is in his hands."

"Even the position that the company promised him in the first place when everything is over is gone."

"In desperation, John could only turn to his old profession - killing people. He ran back to the laboratory where prosthetics were developed, stole the exoskeleton armor, and killed the debt collectors who had been terrorizing his wife and daughter all day long.

Everyone was slaughtered."

"However, those gang members were as hard to kill as cockroaches, and John could not escape the fate of prosthetic erosion after all. He was wary of everything. He built his home into a barrier and laid all kinds of traps."

"Until one day one of his traps was triggered."

"When he angrily ran over and planned to throw out the bodies of the gang members who triggered the trap, he discovered that those lying in a pool of blood were his wife and daughter."


Chapter completed!