Dc Violence -Kun

Chapter 23: Betrayal

It was as if these eyes were looking down at him through a small pipe.

Jack fetched the M9 pistol from his thigh in horror, struggling.

The technique was quick and sophisticated, but it was too late.

“boom!”

There was a loud noise.

Bardi lifted his right leg and swept to his waist like a trash kick.

Jack let out a screaming scream, his waist touched the leg swept over by Badi, and the whole person’s waist spine was completely broken, and it slapped crisply, like a rag, hung on Badi’s calf to form a <, was Badi swept out.

He hit a wall more than ten meters away, blood vessels burst, blood spattered, muscles burst, and the exploded bloodline splashed onto the wall, shockingly shocking.

His face was contorted in horror, his eyes protruded, and his body twitched and slid off the wall.

The cruel blood brought suffocating fear to the dead warehouse.

It was like smashing a water-filled balloon against the wall, exploding blood-colored blood.

Jenny covered her mouth, stared at her eyes, and screamed; she didn't expect this to happen.

Another soldier, Mason was stunned.

His colleague flew in front of him, and the strong wind blew his face. Things developed so fast that his colleague turned into a puddle of mud, splashing all the blood on the wall.

Ma Sen subconsciously turned his head and looked at the wall, his colleagues' terrified face, his eyes protruding hideously, and the large pool of blood on the wall was shocking, shocking him.

He was suddenly a little grateful. Just now he thought that his colleagues had fired enough, but he didn't shoot.

"Zizi… Soldier, report! Report! What happened?"

In the intercom, Slade's voice was particularly harsh in the quiet and empty warehouse.

Ma Sen's body froze, and the hand holding the walkie-talkie trembled. His mouth was dry and there was no way to secrete a trace of saliva for him to swallow.

The walkie-talkie I was holding was a hot gourd, like a grenade that I pulled away, and I couldn’t wait to throw it away.

His eyes looked at Badi next to him, with a trembling questioning meaning.

Badi smiled indifferently: "Report truthfully, soldier."

Ma Sen was shaking so much that he almost wanted to throw away the walkie-talkie. Facing Badi's merciless smile, he had to shake his hands and report with sweaty face.

"Go… Colonel, aliens… people… regain mobility, kick… die… Jack is."

The Mason soldier finished talking tremblingly, and only a little saliva came out of his throat purring.

There was silence on the walkie-talkie, after receiving this fact.

In the intercom, Slade's voice burst from the bottom of his throat.

"Pamulodi!!"

Ma Sen looked at Badi with trepidation, and didn't know how to reply to the chief.

Batty nodded lightly, satisfied with Slade's anger. He looked down and saw the pistol on the thigh of the Mason soldier's green uniform.

M9, eleven bullets.

Badi drew the pistol from Ma Sen's thigh, pulled off the insurance, and studied it as if he was interested in firearms.

Ma Sen was trembling with a stabbing back. He had an M16 automatic rifle hanging on his chest. The moment Bati looked down at the M9 pistol, he had an impulse to raise the M16 to shoot him.

But he didn't dare, he was shocked.

Jack fired thirty shots in a row, and 30 rounds were fired.

The M16 has a rate of fire of 900 rounds per minute, a muzzle velocity of 975 meters per second, and an effective range of 550 meters.

At the best range and maximum speed, Jack missed a shot and was swept away by the alien, kicking off his spine, and hanging on the wall to death.

Firearms can't give Mason any confidence.

Bardi gently waved to the walkie-talkie, and Ma Sen understood, shaking the walkie-talkie and stretched out the walkie-talkie into Bardi's hand.

Bardi turned on the intercom and said coldly: "Slade, you have always been right. Although in my eyes, you are equally stupid."

After Bardi finished speaking, without warning, the M9 pistol ejected bullets.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Mason also ushered in his fate, shooting 9 shots in the chest and heart, spraying blood, wailing and screaming for death, and fell to the ground.

From the beginning of their chills towards Ba Di, this ending has been doomed.

Slade gritted his teeth coldly as he listened to the screams of Mason's death.

"All of this is your plan. From the moment you wake up, you are already planning."

"Colonel Slade, you are too tender, and every thought of you is in my mind. Your will is not firm enough to thoroughly implement, guard, and imprison me on the negative fourth floor."

Bardi said, and then he raised the M9 pistol and pointed it at Jenny.

Jenny was stunned, facing the pistol in Badi's hand, her head was blank, and she was stunned.

This situation is too stunned, there is no mood, words can describe everything Jenny sees.

The man he loves deeply.

Badi, point the gun at yourself?

"Do you think you can escape? You can't break through the ground-equipped brigade, the brigade of thousands of people, you can't escape, Pamelo!"

Slade almost roared out this sentence.

'boom! ’

The sound coming out of the walkie-talkie was a gunshot.

Under the delicate collarbone on Jenny's right, a blood hole was flowing red blood, staining her bright red dress with blood.

Jenny replied from the shock, and the shot pulled her out of a blank state.

Her face was pale and she couldn't believe it: "Bati…Aren't we in love?"

However, there was another gunshot, and a blood hole appeared above Jenny's heart.

Her shoulders trembled, like a lonely and helpless blood lotus, trembling in the sun, and abandoned without a shelter.

Jenny didn't feel the pain at all, it came from the sound of Bardi's gunshot that swallowed her pain.

"Don't make love so great."

Badi said without expression, he and Jenny's gunshots were all heard by Slade through the walkie-talkie.

"All of this is through my own efforts."

"Aren't you my slave? Then, please die for me!"

Badi's ruthless voice was shot through the last bullet.

Jenny's eyes were absent, and the emotional stimulation splashed the blood in the bright red dress, causing her to fall to the ground.

She was in a pool of sunlight and blood, her bright red dress was even more magical.

So far, the M9 pistol has no bullets.

Badi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Slade was actually wrong. Badi had the confidence to break through the group of thousands of people, but he did not have the confidence to save Jenny.

He is not an impenetrable body of steel, nor can he fly, bullets can still cause damage to him.

He just initially similarly awakened the Krypton gene, as the lowest warrior gene, this power is strong enough. But compared to other high-level genes such as Superman, Fiora, and Zod, he is really weak.

At least you can't even fly.

If you bring a Jenny, it will only make Jenny die worse.

A person's Badi is a god and a demon.

But with Jenny, you can only bring one corpse.

"Pamelo, alien, you really are a cruel and tyrannical beast."

In the intercom, Slade's voice was heard again.

"You who are imprisoned for me to study are not qualified to say this kind of talk."

Badi's eyes flicked over Jenny's bright red dress, and he silently calculated the time it would take to get to the negative floor from below the ground, and Jenny could still bleed for a few minutes.

In Jenny's value, he would not die.

In the future, perhaps she will deeply hate Badi.

But so what.

If you don’t even understand why I am shooting now.

Then deeply resent me for playing with your feelings!

This is the case on Krypton. He betrayed everything to get what he wanted.

Here, it is still.

An unnamed fire broke out in Badi's heart, as if a cruel flame was burning in his heart, accompanied by his raging heart blood, burning him hot.

He was angry at himself, and deeply suppressed his anger.

It is useless to be angry only, to vent, to destroy.

Badi was angry and calm in his heart,

Anger burned his nerves, causing him to give birth to the idea of ​​destroying everything here. After the sun was shining, his evolved brain began to gather for him, searching for measures to destroy this place.

He said cruelly and coldly: "Slade, I know that there is an army waiting for me on the ground, and I also know that you are at the gate of this warehouse. There are soldiers on the ground floor, waiting for me to go out and sweep me into a hornet's nest. "

"You have always been wrong, I will not run towards the ground."

"Keep on guarding against me! Slade Wilson, if you fail to guard, you will all die!"

Badi's face was cold, and his cold and merciless eyes swept over Jenny.

Jenny fell in a pool of blood, crawling on the ground unwillingly, her fingertips seemed to catch the small red box in front of her with a ring inside.

The anger in his heart was more intense, his face was as cold as ice, he smashed the walkie-talkie, turned and walked towards the warehouse gate.