MTL - Overturned Tower-v2 Chapter 74 Mr. Strangler, very gentle

The man subconsciously wanted to dodge, but in the end he couldn't dodge.

He was hit hard by the throwing companion, and he fell to the ground. Even the gun in his hand fell to the ground because of this.

Accompanied by successive gunshots, the man looked at the door in astonishment.

It was a lion man with a breathing mask tied on his face, and the hair all over his body was shining with golden light. In the storm, the lion's white mane was dyed with a brilliant golden glow, flying wildly.

It was like a sun god. Bright and divine, it takes your breath away. The majesty is so majestic that people subconsciously dare not attack him.

——It wasn't until the lion approached them and without hesitation threw one of them at the man approaching Xiaoyana with a gun that they finally shot at the strangulation belatedly.

But such a small-power bullet doesn't mean anything to him.

He deflected most of those bullets simply by raising his steel right arm. Only a few hit the abdomen and shoulders, but they didn't penetrate that layer of light curtain that was as thin as an illusion.

After receiving the attack, Hang Zhan opened his right hand with a random wave.

It was like throwing a handful of golden sand out of the wine, streams of light hit their bodies in arcs like comets!

Those men wearing werewolf hoods had their chests, abdomens, and shoulders pierced by the counterattack light, and blood spattered from the wounds. They all wailed in pain and fell powerlessly to the ground. But because the power of their own bullets was too low, they themselves were not killed immediately.

At this moment, Hangsha bent down and picked up a gun.

Seeing this, the man who was hit by his companion suddenly showed nervousness.

He reached out to touch the scattered pistols on the ground, but before he could reach them, he only saw a black shadow flashing by from the corner of his eye!

That was the pistol picked up by the strangulation!

He didn't aim and shoot, but directly threw the pistol spinning like a dart!

It slammed into the eyeball of the man who fell to the ground, and the severe pain made his consciousness blurred and his brain went blank for an instant.

But he has no chance of waking up.

Just as he was covering his eyes, rolling and moaning on his side on the ground, a huge mechanical giant hand that could hold his face with one hand touched it directly.

Strangling grabbed his face, and then a huge force lifted him directly from the ground

He pulled it up—he even felt the wind blowing by his ears—the next moment, the back of his head was slapped against the wall by the wolf!

Blood splashed directly in and out.

But the attack of strangulation did not stop.

Still focusing on the man's face, he slowly pulled him off the wall and then smashed it hard again.

One click, two clicks, three clicks.

With every hit, more bloodstains bloomed. Like a bright and gorgeous peony, it blooms on the wall. And the man's head was no longer human-like, and his facial features were completely covered by blood.

Until then, the strangulation finally let go slowly.

And the person he smashed against the wall seemed to be hanging on the wall. After the strangulation was let go, his body slowly slid down, kneeling on his knees and leaning back. A bright red vertical line was dragged out, as if 1 was written with a huge brush dipped in blood.

So far, Hangsha didn't say a word.

Silent anger, like a spreading fire. The pitch-black smoke billowed from the fire was suffocating.

He stood up slowly, his tall body casting a reassuring shadow.

He didn't spare the others who were still howling on the ground or passed out directly.

From the experience of growing up in the lower city of Happy Island, I have taught the common sense that strangulation is necessary to make up for the knife.

But he didn't even use his hands—he either kicked them hard in the back of the head, or stepped on their ears and pulled back and broke their necks. He just made a small circle around the house, and he dealt with all those people.

after that,

Hang Shou squatted down to look at Xiaoya who was looking at him with tears in his eyes.

For some reason, the first time he strangled, he remembered a legend he had heard.

The tears of mermaids can be turned into priceless pearls, so people would rather let them mourn forever.

- What kind of beast is that. I really want to give him two punches.

Strangling sighed silently.

His right arm was still in constant pain like a pinprick.

He squatted down lightly, reached out and stroked Xiaoya's hair very lightly with his fingertips. It's like stroking the head of a little milk cat, lest I touch too hard and hurt the other party.

Hang Hang's mouth opened and closed slightly, hesitant to speak. Fortunately, the white mist in the mask covered his mouth, so that his expression was not exposed.

Don't worry, it's all right now - that's what Strangler was going to say.

After rescuing Xiaoya from the point of view of the gun, Hang Zhan immediately thought of these words.

But he didn't say it.

—Because he loathes such words very much. A strong sense of disgust hit his heart before he was about to say the words, pulling those words back into his stomach.

It's ridiculous to say that it's all right.

Only people who are already late will say that. It is because they are late that others are frightened and even victimized.

But as long as he said that he was fine, it seemed that he could write off the crime of being late.

sorry.

That's why, said the strangler.

But hearing this, Xiaoya showed a hesitant, confused and uneasy expression for a moment.

Why do you have to apologize?

I am late.

Stretch said softly and frankly: If I lost a few seconds on the road, if I ran two steps faster, you wouldn't be so scared because of it.

Mr. Strangler, very gentle.

don't disgust me-

Such a response immediately appeared in Strangling's mind.

If someone else said this, he would say it without hesitation.

But he was silent for a while, and just sighed: people will only boast of his gentleness if he can do nothing.

I want to be strong more than gentle. If I am strong enough, I can eradicate all tragedies. No one will have to leave me. This is the truth. It's from his heart.

The strangulation did not offend the mother's death on the inferiors of the past. Even if the direct cause of that incident was precisely because the inferior led the executive department to wipe out the Zongzi, the root cause of that incident was the fault of strangling himself.

And he failed to escape smoothly with his mother, he couldn't be feared by the company like the godfather and dared not attack, he failed to defeat the inferior in the frontal battle, which led to the tragedy.

He didn't have much affection for his mother and even had some hatred. But after all, that was someone who was closer to him than others, but her departure had already made Hang Sha feel an unforgettable pain.

—Because of this, Strangling has never dared to have real friends.

Every time he meets a friend worthy of giving his sincerity, he will take the initiative to take a step back. Tell the other party frankly why you fell in love with the other party, what is your bottom line, and under what circumstances is it possible for him to betray the other party?

Before the relationship is good enough, if you say this kind of words directly, it will block the way to further develop the relationship.

Although the strangler said it was because his pride didn't bother to betray others without warning

But only hang himself knew that it was because of his cowardice.

Even his mother who is not so close to him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com will bring him such a degree of pain

Then if he really meets a brother who can give his life, and someone who can really fall in love, but he can't protect the other party, then I can't imagine how painful it will be.

Because of this, he cunningly chose to retreat and timidly chose to flee.

He did not reject the friendship of others, but made a declaration of betrayal in advance. In this way, if he has to abandon the other party and flee for his life, he will not feel guilty about it; if his friend dies in front of him, he will not feel pain and regret.

—Because they are not that familiar.

Because the possibility between them has been personally cut off by the strangulation.

It's like a student who is worried that he didn't do well in the exam, so he will keep thinking that he failed the exam this time. In this way, when the exam really fails, it will not be hit too much.

Just like a teenager who had a premonition that he was going to break up in love, he began to act nonchalantly, pretending to be indifferent to his feelings. It was as if treating him like this made him change from being dumped to being dumped, and it wouldn't be so painful.

Because strangling is afraid of your own powerlessness. He no longer wants to apologize to the air.

Because Mahavira didn't want to be like a child anymore, crying and questioning his own powerlessness.

Because he is not like his own name, can become a great hero. He is not worthy of that brilliant name. He is not that strong, able to save the people he wants to save.

He just strangled.

Because I am not strong enough.

Hang Kill clenched his fists and said softly: Even you and I are not 100% sure that we can save you.

Because of this, he can only be strangled.