NOVEL SIMPLE Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon
Chapter 243 "What is the critical point? Wesker, what do you want to do?!"
Chapter 243 "What is the critical point? Wesker, what do you want to do?!"
"It's Fire Cloud Cthulhu!"
After seeing the photo of Huoyun Cthulhu before departure, Steve recognized his identity at a glance.
"He was beaten to death here alive, and there are obvious strangle marks on his waist and abdomen, which shows the strength of the shooter!"
Subconsciously analyzing, Frank's figure flashed in his mind, and Steve frowned slightly.
In his impression, Frank is good at using firearms, if he uses fists, kicks, or impacts to deal with Huoyun evil god
"not him."
Shaking his head, Steve ruled out Frank as an option in his mind.
And Barton, as an archer, is even less likely to do so, that is to say.
"A third person has been here!"
Deriving a conclusion instantly in his mind, Steve checked the cracked metal gate. On the left and right edges, the imprints of his palms were clearly visible.
"Could it be Luke?"
The face of Luke Cage flashed in his mind, but in his cognition, Luke was already dead.
Steve frowned and glanced around, seeing that he couldn't find any other clues, he strode in along the passage torn from the metal gate.
central Hall.
Peng!
One foot left a shoe print on Luke's chest, and Wesker turned over and backed away, pulling out the distance.
Luke Cage's defense is already very good, even at close range, he can withstand the bullets of light weapons.
After merging with the Umbrella Corporation's T virus, his skin's defenses were further improved inconceivably, but the simple punches and kicks on his body had no effect.
Even West had to endure the pain in his feet, and twitched the corners of his mouth in praise: "Huoyun Cthulhu did not die unjustly. Although his Yi Jin Jing is good, he is still a mortal body after all."
"So, when he is hugged by you and can't break free, it has already decided his defeat!"
The data inside the protective umbrella shows that unless the warriors of the Eastern Kingdom practice the magical exercises of the Eastern Kingdom, such as the Golden Bell Shade, the Immortal King Kong, the Iron Clothes, and the Thirteen Taibao Hengzi Practice.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the flesh is, if you wipe your neck with a sword, or shoot at your temple with a bullet, you will still die.
Although Huoyun Cthulhu's Yijinjing had good defensive power, it still couldn't continue to block the impact of dozens of tons in front of Luke Cage who was fused with the T virus.
"Strong strength, high body defense, Luke. You are a qualified experimental subject."
The evolution of the T virus is perfectly demonstrated in Luke. If the Umbrella Company can thoroughly study the mysteries of Luke's body, then they can mass-produce the tyrant named Luke.
[Mood value from Luke Cage +1989]
"Pooh!"
Luke hated this kind of gaze, the kind of gaze that didn't treat people as people, but as experimental animals.
His hands were forward and backward, his legs were bent, and his hind feet slammed on the ground, his body shot towards Wesker like a high-speed off-string arrow.
"Cough cough."
Clutching his chest, Frank stood not far away, aiming his dangling muzzle at Wesker's position, trying to distract him.
But Wesker just dismissed it. With a flash of his figure, his body suddenly came to Luke's side, and his outstretched left palm gently pressed Luke's temple with a fine electric current.
thump!
Eyes rolled up, Luke fell to the ground, shaking violently.
Boom! !
Frank realized that the situation was wrong, and quickly fired bullets. Wesker's figure flashed again, and he kicked his sternum and kicked him out violently.
The black shadow flew back and hit the metal wall with a bang, Frank's body bounced to the ground, spitting out blood.
"Cough cough."
The ghost blood in his body would not make him die immediately, but at this moment he had no strength to fight anymore.
Although Luke's body can block ordinary electric shocks, it has no effect on the electric current specially strengthened by Wesker. The temple is very close to the brain, and Luke easily falls down with just one blow.
Seeing that the two had no strength to fight anymore, Wesker slowly took out a pistol from his body, he said.
"The world will be cleansed and I will give humanity a new meaning."
"Any obstacles will be eliminated by me, and you are just the insignificant first batch!"
"Ha ha."
With a sneer, Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned over and leaned against the wall.
He glanced at Luke Cage, who fell on the ground and fell into a coma. His clever brain knew that he couldn't dodge Wesker's shot without analyzing it.
"What are you laughing at?" Wesker asked with the gun aimed at Frank's forehead.
"Hehe, Wesker, people like you are destined to go to hell, and I will wait for you down there first!"
"Hmph, are these your last words?"
Shaking his head slowly, Wesker pulled the trigger expressionlessly.
"That's really pitiful."
boom!
clang!
The spinning bullets shot at one side of the shield without leaving any white marks.
The bullet swished back, leaving a trail of blood on Wesker's left cheek.
Without moving his body, the bloodstains on his face healed in an instant. Wesker looked at the man who appeared suddenly coldly.
"Steve Rogers, Captain America, a World War II veteran who has been sleeping for 70 years, the first superhero, America's ass"
Seriously spit out the other party's name and title from his mouth, Wesker's eyes showed no trace of fear.
Standing in front of Frank, Captain America Steve held the shield in his hand with a slightly embarrassed expression.
He recognized the previous titles, but didn't you feel embarrassed, Wesker, when he said the latter one?
[Mood value from Steve Rogers +1983]
Wesker didn't care about his mood, he just told the information collected by Hong Hou. Seeing Steve's face changed slightly, he praised Hong Hou in his heart and continued to add pressure.
"Steve, after experiencing 4 tyrants, how much strength do you have now?"
"."
As Wesker on the opposite side said, he was exhausted after fighting the 4 tyrants, but Steve just raised the corners of his mouth and assumed a classic fighting posture.
"Wesker, I can fight you all day!"
"Hmph, useless struggle, since you want to die so much, then I will help you!"
The murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, and Wesker was about to pull the trigger coldly.
But the sudden sound of the red queen interrupted his movements, he frowned, and asked the red queen what was going on.
"Your Excellency Wesker, the giant baby's brainwaves have reached the critical point we preset. If we don't start, Gui Wu Tsuji will wake up immediately."
A huge projection appeared over the two of them. Wesker glanced at it lightly and put down the gun in his hand.
Captain America Steve looked at him puzzled. He saw Wesker extinguish his killing intent and slowly rise up.
He was wearing a simple flying device on his calf, and the soles of his feet were breathing fire downwards, as if he wanted to leave here.
"What is the critical point? Wesker, what do you want to do?!"
Naturally, Steve couldn't just watch him leave like this, he threw the shield in his hand with a roar, Wesker's body was extremely flexible, and he dodged the shield with a flash in the air at will.
Bear!
The crimson flame exploded in the right palm, and Steve was about to jump up and chase after the fire all over his body, but Wesker just turned the gun and fired a shot at Frank's feet, immediately stopping Steve's body in place.
Raising his hand to grab the rebounded shield, Steve subconsciously stood in front of Frank. If he chose to continue chasing, then Wesker would kill Frank with a single shot. This was a silent threat.
"Hehehehe."
Without answering Steve's interest, Wesker's low smile echoed in the central hall. Steve and Frank could only helplessly watch him leave along the big hole drilled by the giant baby.
[Mood value from Steve Rogers +1991]
[Mood value from Frank Castor +1993]
"So, what's the tipping point?"
Standing on the top of a tall building a thousand meters away from the giant baby, the old man in black robe wearing an ice mask turned around and asked.
"."
The man in the army red coat squinted his eyes slightly, he folded his hands on his chest, and spoke indifferently.
"Critical point is"
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(End of this chapter)
"It's Fire Cloud Cthulhu!"
After seeing the photo of Huoyun Cthulhu before departure, Steve recognized his identity at a glance.
"He was beaten to death here alive, and there are obvious strangle marks on his waist and abdomen, which shows the strength of the shooter!"
Subconsciously analyzing, Frank's figure flashed in his mind, and Steve frowned slightly.
In his impression, Frank is good at using firearms, if he uses fists, kicks, or impacts to deal with Huoyun evil god
"not him."
Shaking his head, Steve ruled out Frank as an option in his mind.
And Barton, as an archer, is even less likely to do so, that is to say.
"A third person has been here!"
Deriving a conclusion instantly in his mind, Steve checked the cracked metal gate. On the left and right edges, the imprints of his palms were clearly visible.
"Could it be Luke?"
The face of Luke Cage flashed in his mind, but in his cognition, Luke was already dead.
Steve frowned and glanced around, seeing that he couldn't find any other clues, he strode in along the passage torn from the metal gate.
central Hall.
Peng!
One foot left a shoe print on Luke's chest, and Wesker turned over and backed away, pulling out the distance.
Luke Cage's defense is already very good, even at close range, he can withstand the bullets of light weapons.
After merging with the Umbrella Corporation's T virus, his skin's defenses were further improved inconceivably, but the simple punches and kicks on his body had no effect.
Even West had to endure the pain in his feet, and twitched the corners of his mouth in praise: "Huoyun Cthulhu did not die unjustly. Although his Yi Jin Jing is good, he is still a mortal body after all."
"So, when he is hugged by you and can't break free, it has already decided his defeat!"
The data inside the protective umbrella shows that unless the warriors of the Eastern Kingdom practice the magical exercises of the Eastern Kingdom, such as the Golden Bell Shade, the Immortal King Kong, the Iron Clothes, and the Thirteen Taibao Hengzi Practice.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful the flesh is, if you wipe your neck with a sword, or shoot at your temple with a bullet, you will still die.
Although Huoyun Cthulhu's Yijinjing had good defensive power, it still couldn't continue to block the impact of dozens of tons in front of Luke Cage who was fused with the T virus.
"Strong strength, high body defense, Luke. You are a qualified experimental subject."
The evolution of the T virus is perfectly demonstrated in Luke. If the Umbrella Company can thoroughly study the mysteries of Luke's body, then they can mass-produce the tyrant named Luke.
[Mood value from Luke Cage +1989]
"Pooh!"
Luke hated this kind of gaze, the kind of gaze that didn't treat people as people, but as experimental animals.
His hands were forward and backward, his legs were bent, and his hind feet slammed on the ground, his body shot towards Wesker like a high-speed off-string arrow.
"Cough cough."
Clutching his chest, Frank stood not far away, aiming his dangling muzzle at Wesker's position, trying to distract him.
But Wesker just dismissed it. With a flash of his figure, his body suddenly came to Luke's side, and his outstretched left palm gently pressed Luke's temple with a fine electric current.
thump!
Eyes rolled up, Luke fell to the ground, shaking violently.
Boom! !
Frank realized that the situation was wrong, and quickly fired bullets. Wesker's figure flashed again, and he kicked his sternum and kicked him out violently.
The black shadow flew back and hit the metal wall with a bang, Frank's body bounced to the ground, spitting out blood.
"Cough cough."
The ghost blood in his body would not make him die immediately, but at this moment he had no strength to fight anymore.
Although Luke's body can block ordinary electric shocks, it has no effect on the electric current specially strengthened by Wesker. The temple is very close to the brain, and Luke easily falls down with just one blow.
Seeing that the two had no strength to fight anymore, Wesker slowly took out a pistol from his body, he said.
"The world will be cleansed and I will give humanity a new meaning."
"Any obstacles will be eliminated by me, and you are just the insignificant first batch!"
"Ha ha."
With a sneer, Frank wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned over and leaned against the wall.
He glanced at Luke Cage, who fell on the ground and fell into a coma. His clever brain knew that he couldn't dodge Wesker's shot without analyzing it.
"What are you laughing at?" Wesker asked with the gun aimed at Frank's forehead.
"Hehe, Wesker, people like you are destined to go to hell, and I will wait for you down there first!"
"Hmph, are these your last words?"
Shaking his head slowly, Wesker pulled the trigger expressionlessly.
"That's really pitiful."
boom!
clang!
The spinning bullets shot at one side of the shield without leaving any white marks.
The bullet swished back, leaving a trail of blood on Wesker's left cheek.
Without moving his body, the bloodstains on his face healed in an instant. Wesker looked at the man who appeared suddenly coldly.
"Steve Rogers, Captain America, a World War II veteran who has been sleeping for 70 years, the first superhero, America's ass"
Seriously spit out the other party's name and title from his mouth, Wesker's eyes showed no trace of fear.
Standing in front of Frank, Captain America Steve held the shield in his hand with a slightly embarrassed expression.
He recognized the previous titles, but didn't you feel embarrassed, Wesker, when he said the latter one?
[Mood value from Steve Rogers +1983]
Wesker didn't care about his mood, he just told the information collected by Hong Hou. Seeing Steve's face changed slightly, he praised Hong Hou in his heart and continued to add pressure.
"Steve, after experiencing 4 tyrants, how much strength do you have now?"
"."
As Wesker on the opposite side said, he was exhausted after fighting the 4 tyrants, but Steve just raised the corners of his mouth and assumed a classic fighting posture.
"Wesker, I can fight you all day!"
"Hmph, useless struggle, since you want to die so much, then I will help you!"
The murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised, and Wesker was about to pull the trigger coldly.
But the sudden sound of the red queen interrupted his movements, he frowned, and asked the red queen what was going on.
"Your Excellency Wesker, the giant baby's brainwaves have reached the critical point we preset. If we don't start, Gui Wu Tsuji will wake up immediately."
A huge projection appeared over the two of them. Wesker glanced at it lightly and put down the gun in his hand.
Captain America Steve looked at him puzzled. He saw Wesker extinguish his killing intent and slowly rise up.
He was wearing a simple flying device on his calf, and the soles of his feet were breathing fire downwards, as if he wanted to leave here.
"What is the critical point? Wesker, what do you want to do?!"
Naturally, Steve couldn't just watch him leave like this, he threw the shield in his hand with a roar, Wesker's body was extremely flexible, and he dodged the shield with a flash in the air at will.
Bear!
The crimson flame exploded in the right palm, and Steve was about to jump up and chase after the fire all over his body, but Wesker just turned the gun and fired a shot at Frank's feet, immediately stopping Steve's body in place.
Raising his hand to grab the rebounded shield, Steve subconsciously stood in front of Frank. If he chose to continue chasing, then Wesker would kill Frank with a single shot. This was a silent threat.
"Hehehehe."
Without answering Steve's interest, Wesker's low smile echoed in the central hall. Steve and Frank could only helplessly watch him leave along the big hole drilled by the giant baby.
[Mood value from Steve Rogers +1991]
[Mood value from Frank Castor +1993]
"So, what's the tipping point?"
Standing on the top of a tall building a thousand meters away from the giant baby, the old man in black robe wearing an ice mask turned around and asked.
"."
The man in the army red coat squinted his eyes slightly, he folded his hands on his chest, and spoke indifferently.
"Critical point is"
Thanks to the book friend 20210716001452072 for the 200 starting point coins!
(End of this chapter)
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