Chapter 53: Intense! Subway (Down)

"Jean, your hand?"

Le Xiao woke up from the shock, the ceiling in front of him had collapsed a large piece, the rubble was falling, Jean's hand that had just grabbed the steel rope had begun to turn black, and the whole palm had begun to rot and molt, and it was still bubbling with thick water, which was very terrifying.

"Gotta get to the hospital quickly."

The moment Le Xiao got up, an amazing roar erupted from the falling stones, and with a whoosh, the thorny steel cable just now shot like lightning, and Jean once again pinched the steel cable with his left hand, which had already had problems, and only grinned slightly.

There was a gasp of breath, and the mask on the white-faced man's face had fallen to the ground, revealing a square cheek that was terrified.

The steel rope could not be recovered, as if it was clamped by iron tongs, and the white-faced man at this time had only one thought in his head, escape, he knew very well that Jean was testing himself just now, and he naively thought that he could beat Jean.

"Okay, do you want to be tied up or .......?"

Zizi

A flash of electric light visible to the naked eye flashed from the steel cable, accompanied by a crackling sound, Jean's shirt instantly blackened, Le Xiao was startled, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help, but Jean stopped him from smiling.

"Just watch quietly."

The moment Jean turned his head, his eyes became extremely cold, his right hand made a knife shape, and cut towards the steel cable, and with a bang, the steel cable instantly cut into two pieces with a touch of light blue light, and the white-faced man turned around again to enter the special train for staff when he saw that the situation was not good.

Jean smiled coldly and threw away half of the steel cable, and the moment he leaned forward, he was already blocked in front of the white-faced man, his eyes widened.

With a loud creak, the white-faced man rolled to the ground, and then immediately got up, the air in front of him seemed to have been violently compressed by something, and he could see a trace of translucency, some distortions, but it quickly returned to normal.

Drip, drip, drip

The alarm sounded, and in an instant, the intensity of the lights around him became brighter, and the white-faced man knew that at most 10 minutes and 5 people would arrive, and if he was caught, there was only one result waiting for him, death.

Jean saw the other party's intentions, and he walked over slowly, the white-faced man still thinking about what to do, but he soon laughed.

"Hurry up or I'll lose my patience."

Jean's eyes became colder and colder, and at this point his left hand began to miraculously recover, all of which was extremely incredible in the eyes of Le Xiao and the white-faced man.

Sou

The half-cut steel cable exposed on the outside of the white-faced man's right hand was retracted, and a purple halo appeared again at his feet, and he slowly floated up, and instantly flew towards the special train for staff on the right.

Crunch

A whole violent friction sound sounded, and at the moment when the white-faced man approached the train, the train began to twist and compress, and instantly turned into a ball of scrap metal, and the white-faced man suddenly changed direction in the air with a smile, and flew towards the train for ordinary people, his right hand extended backwards, and streams of purple light particles drifted near the pitch-black hole opened on the wrist of his right hand.

Without thinking much about it, Jean jumped directly to the rear of the train used by ordinary citizens, and there was a touch of purple in front of him, and Jean measured himself to the right the moment he landed.

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A piercing sound wave vibration sound swept in front of Jean's eyes, a touch of purple swept in front of his eyes, Jean's face was partially burned, he pressed the opponent's knee blow with one hand, and a lightsaber appeared on the right hand of the white-faced man in front of him, emitting purple light, about 50 centimeters of lightsaber.

"Goodbye Jean."

There was a buzzing sound, Jean dodged the lightsaber in front of him, his body was already moving backwards, and with a rumbling sound, the train had started.

The moment Jean landed, he already knew that there was another guy here, the gentleman's head.

"Go to the ground."

Jean turned around and shouted, and when he turned around, he had already gotten up and turned into a pale blue light and blasted out.

I'm almost finished, why did Jean come over?

The white-faced man had already torn open the roof of the car with a lightsaber and fell, he was talking to the gentleman's head not far from here with his mind, because the head was implanted with a biological chip, but this chip is not yet mature, and the remote needs to be connected through some electrical signals, and these electrical signals are currently very fragile and easy to intercept, especially when the other party has realized that they can talk through the electrical signals in their brains from a long distance, so they generally do not use this means of communication on the ground with a huge network coverage.

Soon the white-faced man laughed, and a string of thoughts entered his head, and the other platform should have been blocked, and the gentleman's head would meet him in three minutes at a small crossing to transport materials.

After the thought call, the white-faced man returned to the roof of the high-speed car, but at this moment, a loud noise came from the rear of the car, and he turned around in surprise, and Jean stumbled towards him on the roof of the car.

"How is that possible? That's more than 1,000 kilometers per hour. ”

In a trance, the white-faced man had raised his right hand, and the purple particles gushed out again, building the shape of a lightsaber little by little, at such a speed, he was already a little unstable, if it weren't for the special electromagnetic device installed on his feet, which could make him adsorb on the roof of the car, he had now been pulled away by inertia, and he could only barely squat half-squat, with his feet propped up.

"You can't escape."

Jean moved briskly at the top of the high-speed train, as if unaffected by inertia, and was about to come to the white-faced man.

There was about a minute to go, and the white-faced man was in a heavy mood, but the moment Jean came to him, he still got up and swung the purple lightsaber in his hand.

And at this time, he saw Jean smiling, slowly stretching out his right hand to grab, the white-faced man's thinking stopped instantly, his mind was blank, he didn't know what Jean wanted to do with this suicidal approach.

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Jean grabbed the purple lightsaber with his bare hands, and the white-faced man's eyes widened in shock.

"Impossible, this is ......."

"The high-concentration fusion weapon of light particles belongs to a kind of light killing weapon, but it is ......."

Jean smiled coldly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and then took a leisurely puff of smoke.

"I am the one who has been rejected by the light."

With a click, the white-faced man's eyes widened, and he watched as his purple lightsaber cracked, and then shattered little by little, turning into scattered purple light particles and disappearing.

Bang bang

The warm yellow light strips around him exploded one after another, Jean was shocked, he seemed to see something in his eyes, and with a bang, Jean had already squatted down, and the white-faced man's head in front of him was gone, and blood was sprayed.