69novels Chapter 186 The Steel is Yours, the Flames are Mine
Chapter 186 The Steel is Yours, the Flames are Mine
Chapter 186 The Steel is Yours, the Flames are Mine
Inside the warehouse, "Iron" McVitie heard the crisp gunshot and immediately frowned.
This collaboration with Misor was his own idea; he didn't bring any subordinates. His several living puppets were also destroyed by that guy's flames during the battle to capture Danitz.
Damn it! Where's Misor? That idiot—he must be dead already!
Just then, Maiviti's ears twitched slightly. He heard the sound of gravel rolling down from the south side of the wall.
Instead of going through the main entrance, are they trying to break through from the side? Maiviti immediately made a judgment.
As he heard the sound drawing ever closer, a cruel sneer appeared on his dark face.
Without further hesitation, he charged towards the side wall like a cannonball! He was going to use his best close-quarters combat skills and his special body, as tough as steel and impervious to blows, to tear the guy who dared to sneak up on him to shreds!
A chilling aura began to condense beneath his feet, and his fists were covered with an ominous white frost that reeked of decay!
"Boom!"
With a single punch, he smashed a large hole in the seemingly sturdy warehouse side wall!
However, to his surprise, the outside of the wall was completely empty; there was no one in sight at all!
In the instant he was stunned, countless fine cracks, like a spider web, spread across the entire wall, centered on the hole he had punched!
The wall, which was already in disrepair, collapsed with a crash after losing its last support!
A dilapidated wall is the best "disaster".
"Boom!"
Countless bricks and fragments, like an avalanche, instantly buried Maiviti completely.
Before he could even struggle out of the rubble, Lorne's figure was already not far away. Without the slightest hesitation, he threw a pre-prepared "Explosion" talisman into the pile of bricks!
"boom!"
A violent explosion suddenly erupted within the pile of bricks and stones.
"Is he dead?" Lorne activated his spiritual vision.
To his disappointment, however, a tall figure slowly rose again from the dust and rubble just moments later.
Maiviti's clothes were tattered, a trickle of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and several wounds on his body were oozing a strange liquid.
Although he was injured, it was not fatal.
He raised his head and fixed his eyes, filled with extreme ferocity and anger, on Lorne.
"Hey—" Lorne looked at him like this, seemingly frightened, and raised his hands, saying, "I—I was just passing by, can we—make peace?"
"die!"
Maiviti sneered, completely ignoring his "plea for mercy." The moisture on the ground instantly condensed into white frost, and a cold, transparent layer of ice rapidly spread outwards from him!
Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a biting hurricane, countless sharp blades mixed with frost swept towards Lorne!
Thanks to the machine's powerful computing capabilities, Lorne barely managed to dodge the fatal blow. However, his body was still accidentally grazed, and that part immediately froze stiff.
His agility was instantly affected!
Maiviti also keenly realized this, and with a roar, he charged towards Lorne, his entire body enveloped in frost!
"spray!"
Thanks to the forced calm brought on by the "silence," Lorne showed no panic whatsoever. He seized the opportunity as Maiviti charged forward.
Mental storm!
"Buzz—"
An invisible mental shock slammed into Maiviti's mind!
Maiviti's movements were somewhat affected; his body stiffened abruptly, and his forward trajectory veered slightly off course. The claws, sharp enough to tear through steel, only grazed Lorne's chest, failing to injure any vital organs.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lorne immediately threw out the golden talisman that he had been holding in his hand!
"Blazing Sun!"
The next second, a golden light descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the abandoned warehouse completely!
As the golden light faded, all that remained in the warehouse ruins was a charred ground and the lifeless body of "Iron" McVitie lying on the ground.
Lorne did not relax at all. He immediately rushed in front of Dani and quickly cut the ropes binding him with his dagger.
Before he could make any further move, a strong, deadly premonition suddenly pierced his nerves!
"Bang!"
Almost at the same instant he dodged, a bullet struck precisely where he had just been standing, leaving a smoking bullet hole in the ground.
Lorne looked up in the direction from which the bullets had come.
Standing at the warehouse gate was a figure with a blood-covered face, looking like a wolf or fox.
It's that "eloquent" Misor!
Lorne was shocked to learn that he was still alive.
I should have fired another shot earlier.
A warm liquid dripped from Lorne's chest. He looked down and saw that the wound he had just been slashed by Maiviti's claws was bleeding.
Misor, seeing that his sneak attack had failed, did not make any rash moves.
The two faced off across the mess.
"Who are you?!" Misor shouted, his voice hoarse with anger and pain as he held up his gun.
"Just a bounty hunter passing by," Lorne replied calmly in his disguised voice. Clearly, his new persona was very successful.
Lorne continued:
"I have a suggestion."
"suggestion?"
“That’s right.” Lorne nodded. “I’m just a bounty hunter. I only care about money and don’t want to get into any unnecessary trouble.”
He pointed to the wound on his chest, then to Misor's still bleeding face.
"Neither of us is in good shape right now. If we continue fighting, it will only result in mutual destruction, and it won't benefit either of us."
"It wouldn't be good if a 'scapegoat' came."
"And," he glanced at Maiviti's corpse on the ground, "your relationship with 'Steel' is probably only temporary, isn't it?"
"Do you want to help him get revenge?"
"Why don't you listen to my suggestion?" Lorne said.
Misor remained silent, gesturing for Lorne to continue.
"You get 'Steel' Maiviti, and I get 'Flame' Danitz. One for each of us, it's fair."
To show his sincerity, Lorne threw down his pistol and hit Danitz on the head.
"Fairness—" Misor cursed inwardly.
Although he desperately wanted to tear this guy who had appeared out of nowhere to pieces, he had to admit that the other man was right. A head-on confrontation would only make the situation worse.
"The 'Flame' is mine, the 'Steel' is yours," Misor retorted through gritted teeth.
"No way." Lorne refused without hesitation. "The combined bounty for 'Flame' is now much higher than that for 'Steel.'"
Upon hearing this, Misor laughed and said:
"Haha, you mean that bounty? Believe me, if you don't agree to my conditions, even if you take Flame away, you won't get the bounty."
Then he patiently persuaded him:
"The bounty for Steel is 6000 pounds, and considering his characteristics, he'll only be more expensive than Danitz. You won't lose out."
Lorne remained silent for a while, seemingly deep in thought.
"Can."
Then, he slowly moved his feet toward Maiviti, while Misor followed his steps toward Daniz.
They both stared intently at each other, afraid that the other might suddenly react.
A few minutes later, Lorne arrived at Maiviti's body, and Misor arrived at Danitz's body.
Just as Misor had focused all his attention on the mysterious "bounty hunter" opposite him, wary of any possible unusual movements, "Bang!"
A black flame struck him precisely on the head from behind.
Such close proximity, and a surprise attack from behind when the target was completely unprepared!
Misor didn't even have time to scream before his mind, still preoccupied with how to double-cross someone, was struck as if by a heavy hammer, and his body fell straight forward into a pool of blood, completely lifeless.
"Not bad at playing dead." Lorne praised Danitz, who was struggling to get up from the ground, as he watched the scene unfold. "Cough cough." Danitz clutched his still throbbing abdomen and gasped for breath.
He looked up at Lorne, a smug smile playing on his dusty, blood-stained face.
"certainly."
The two wasted no more time. They both knew that the gunshots and explosions would soon attract the attention of the "Punisher".
Lorne touched his wounds, and a sharp pain shot through him.
Injured — Can even the "Lucky One" get injured?
He walked up to the body of "Iron" McVitie, a strange sense of pleasure welling up inside him, which eased his furrowed brow.
"The feeling of killing isn't so bad—"
"It's quite stress-relieving."
He stared at Maivitt's charred corpse, which reeked of an eerie decay, and muttered to himself:
"The Rose School—it can't be wrong."
"My entanglement with you guys is really getting deeper and deeper."
Lorne sighed as he recalled the events of the day.
I'm afraid we can't wait for the captain...we need to leave quickly.
In the shadow of the roof of a building not far from the warehouse.
Katarina, who had witnessed everything, curled her lip in slight boredom.
"Oh my, this little guy is quite capable."
"Originally—I was planning to wait until they were both on the verge of collapse, then 'descend from the sky' and lend them a hand."
"This is a perfect opportunity to build rapport."
"What a pity—"