The Beginning of the End: All Humans Are Destroyed, I Forcefully Chase the Valkyries

Chapter 227 Afternoon Tea Time

Jack the Ripper turned around and disappeared into the passage of the alley.

"I ran away! You really deserve to be a despicable serial killer. After meeting Hercules, the human survival instinct was fully displayed!!!"

"This is the first time this has happened since the beginning of Ragnarok!!! Hercules is blinded!"

"Hahahaha, this guy is too good at it, I understand this feeling too well."

When Loki, the god of trickery, saw Jack the Ripper running away, he immediately became interested. Although he liked the scenes of fist-fighting in the past, Jack the Ripper's fighting style was too similar to him.

Hercules froze for a few seconds, and the anger in his heart burned even more vigorously: "Your mother..."

Hercules, the God of Hercules, couldn't bear it, his teeth clenched and his veins bulged, and he kicked off the ground and chased after Jack the Ripper's escape route.

It was the foggy city of London at night. It can't be said that you can't see your fingers, but it can also be said that the sight is moving due to the fog.

Although Hercules, the God of Hercules, was reckless, he was not stupid either. He stopped at the corner of the alley and probed into the depths of the alley to prevent Jack the Ripper from launching a surprise attack.

"hiss……"

In the night, Hercules, the God of Hercules, will see a sitting figure not far away at the intersection through the fog. It goes without saying that it is Jack the Ripper, but at the moment of the fight, Jack the Ripper It seemed that he was sitting there not knowing what he was fiddling with.

"What are you doing?"

Just like Sima Yi who was under the west city back then, facing Zhuge Liang who was playing the piano on the tower, was unreasonable.

"Oh, it's Mr. Hercules." Jack the Ripper turned around and looked at Hercules, Hercules. Only then did Heracles see clearly that what Jack the Ripper was playing with was a delicate teapot. Pour tea into the same exquisite teacup little by little: "I'm sorry, it's a routine afternoon tea time, and a real British gentleman will not miss every afternoon tea."

"You... you are fighting now!" Hercules, the God of Hercules, was very puzzled by this nonsensical behavior, who would drink tea during a fight.

"I said, Mr. Hercules, even if you are on the battlefield, you always have to have some rest time. This is the duty of a gentleman, and it is something that cannot be separated from the soul. By the way, Would you like a cup of afternoon black tea too?"

Your rival Jack the Ripper has sent you an invitation for tea.

"Where's your weapon? Jack the Ripper, show it!"

"Sir, this is a fine black tea from Darjeeling, why don't you put down your big stick and have a good rest, you look really tired."

The Hercules Hercules does seem to be sweating profusely on his forehead, but it is definitely not sweat from fatigue, but anger.

Dog days, gas, shaking, cold.

Hercules, the God of Hercules, was so furious that he played with the majestic gods so much that he still had time to drink tea! ! !

"Pinch the horse..."

Hercules lifted the big stick in his hand and was about to kill Jack the Ripper. The momentum was completely in the rhythm of wanting to open Jack the Ripper directly!

But as soon as he took two steps, Hercules instantly sensed the approaching danger.

"so close……"

Hercules broke out in a cold sweat, because he saw the danger, the danger visible to the naked eye.

In front of his eyes was a steel wire that was so thin that it was hard to detect with the naked eye. If Hercules ran all the way without seeing it, he might be cut directly by this sharp steel wire!

"Yo... it was discovered."

"I do..."

Hercules, who has always been used to being lavish, was very angry at the traps laid by Jack the Ripper. This kind of indiscriminate means was an insult to him.

"You guy, come face to face with me if you have the guts!!! What is this?!?"

The Hercules Hercules snapped the steel wire in front of him, and strode towards Jack the Ripper.

"I'll wipe it, wait..."

Hercules didn't take two steps, and the sound of the danger alarm was loud again.

"Is it the head this time?!! From the trap above the head!!!"

Heimdall was the first to notice that something was wrong. As a God's perspective, he revealed the answer first.

"It's a knife! A knife that fell from the sky!"

The sharp jackknife rained down on Hercules, the God of Hercules. With Hercules' huge body, he couldn't escape the rain of knives.

"Drink!!!!"

Hercules yelled loudly, and instantly shook away the jackknife that was pounced on him, but it was not completely shaken away, and a lot of knives were still pierced into the body.But this kind of knife wound was like an itching to Hercules.

"You bastard, didn't Brünnhilde tell you? Your human weapons can't hurt the gods at all? Are you just going to humiliate me with this toy-like thing?"

Hercules came to Jack the Ripper, and the opponent was still drinking tea leisurely.

"Mr. Hercules, as for me, I have the kind of personality that does not shed tears when I see the coffin."

The condescending Hercules' large body directly covered Jack the Ripper's entire body, and even Heimdall, who was in God's perspective, couldn't see what happened there.

The Hercules didn't talk too much, and with one hand he swung his big stick to smash Jack the Ripper into a pulp!

"I understand."

Jack the Ripper muttered under his breath.Small movements in the hands continued.

The scissors behind Jack the Ripper did not move at all, but his right hand instantly pulled something out of his pocket.

"It's a gun! Jack the Ripper actually pulled out a gun! Is he going to tell Hercules that times have changed?!"

"That's what I say, times have changed, fuck the fuck with a gun, Jack!"

Loki, the god of intrigue, really likes Jack the Ripper who doesn't follow routines. Playing tricks and tricks is his specialty.

"?!!"

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Hercules subconsciously stopped the attack in his hand. It is better to be careful about not knowing what is hidden in the muzzle of the gun. He leaned back and avoided the opening of the gun. Hand Jack's attack range.

"boom!!!"

Jack the Ripper lightly squeezed the trigger with his finger, and a rope flew out of the barrel of the gun.

"It turned out to be a rope gun?!"

Just when everyone thought that Jack the Ripper was going to suddenly attack Hercules with live ammunition, the rope flew out close to the nose of Hercules, and with a bang, it hung on a over the eaves of a house.

"Sorry sir, I'll take the first step."

(End of this chapter)