After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Levisat held the rifle and said complacently:

"Haha, you can hide, but I am the master here! I am the rule here, and I decide whether you live or die!

"Let me play a game with you. You can see that only your chest is held tightly by me. Your limbs and head can still move freely. As long as you are not dead after I use up these bullets, I will let you go."

Even through the mask, Alvy wanted to roll his eyes because he saw the number of bullets in the rifle in Levisat's hand and the big "One Hundred Rounds" written on the loading area.

"If you want to beat me to a pulp, just say so. No need to be so tactful..."

While Alvy was creating his new work, he couldn't help but start chattering.

"You're the one who talks so much! I don't want to waste my time with you!" Levisat was furious when he saw that Alvy was still painting even when he was about to die.

"Don't complain to me that this game is unfair. If you hadn't offered yourself up to me, how could you have become my target?

"I can't help it. This is my territory and I am the rule—ah!"

pat!

Levisat suddenly fell to the right and hit the towering mountain. When he stood up, he found that the entire space had been rotated ninety degrees clockwise.

Elvi was fixed on the target. Apart from his legs hanging to the left and his whole body tilted 90 degrees clockwise, there was nothing wrong with him.

Of course, the drawing board in Alvy's hand was turned 90 degrees clockwise by the pair of hands wearing fingerless gloves. In order to let Levisat, who was full of questions, know the current situation, Alvy also showed the portrait in his hand to Levisat with a provocative attitude.

When he was held up as a target by Levisat and had the best bird's-eye view, Alvy drew the entire alien space.

"Hey, is it my turn to counterattack?"

Alvy gave Levisat a sly smile as he fell to the ground, then fixed his drawing board on the spinner he had created.

As he swung the handle vigorously, the entire drawing board began to rotate along the center line. Naturally, the entire alien space was like a high-speed bungee jumping machine, and Levisat, who was wearing heavy mechanical weapons, was like a "steel ball", swinging around in the space and jumping up and down.

After being tossed around like this for a few times, the restraints on Alvi came off.

Although he was in a different space and would be affected, he had done this kind of pilot training countless times.

So, he shook the drawing board with his hands desperately, and jumped back and forth in the different space, dodging the "steel ball" in time to avoid the discomfort caused by the centrifugal force.

pat!

All of a sudden, Levisat's alien space was completely shattered, and the two fell into the basement again.

Boom!

Levisat fell to the ground, unable to move, but Alvy did not let him go.

Alvy quickly drew a giant shotgun on the drawing board, and took it out from the drawing board with his right hand:

"The weak adapt to the rules, the strong change the rules!

"No matter how thick the mecha is, it is still afraid of real guns. Don't run!"

Alvi put away the drawing board, held the shotgun in both hands, and fired wildly at Levisat.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da! ...

"What, you can actually use a gun! What are you doing?!" Levisat didn't even have a chance to breathe, and hurriedly flew up and fled.

"You didn't say I can't use a gun!"

Alvy carried a shotgun and chased Levisat, shooting him randomly.

The computers, beams, and even the floor in the basement were all riddled with shotgun holes, and soon the entire basement collapsed.

boom!

Levisat rushed out of the basement, thinking that the collapsed ground would give him a chance to escape, but a huge, thick, flat-top pot suddenly appeared above his head and slammed down on his head.

Snapped!

The handle end of the fifty-meter-long flat-top pot is of course Alvi.

The flat-top pot changed direction and, like a tennis racket, hit Levisat like a tennis ball and flew hundreds of meters into the air.

Then, Alvy appeared above Levisat again, and the flat-top pan disappeared after he loosened his hands. Then he rose up again and created an energy gun.

Click, click, click...

The energy gun was more powerful than the shotgun, and the bullets penetrated Levisat's mecha directly, but missed Levisat's vital points. They cut the mecha into pieces along a certain direction.

Soon Levisat canceled the mecha mode and let Elvi slaughter him in the air.

"Hey, it's not over yet!"

Elvita came in front of Levisat and kicked him hard.

"What else?" The Levisat people were dumbfounded, watching Alvy take out the...

Energy cannon!

Levisart made a loud noise——How many weapons does this guy know? !

Alvy ignored the explosion of Levisat and blasted Levisat out with a cannonball.

Boom!

As Levisat flew out, he crashed into countless buildings, and in the end, he created a human-shaped hole on a thick mountain.

He was stuck deep in the hole, watching a beam of orange light rushing towards him:

"This [Simulation]... Although his combat ability is not good, how come he knows how to use so many weapons - is this guy a monster?"

Elvi fell into the cave, and ironically, after the battle, his cloak was intact, while Levisat was beaten beyond recognition.

[Simulation] used his thick-soled shoes to kick Levisat's chest, causing Levisat to spit blood on the spot. Even though the mask on Alvy's face had not fallen off, he could imagine the mockery in the orange eyes under the mask.

Alvy said condescendingly:

"Huh? How can you take the position of a person with special abilities without some strength? Do you have to know martial arts to fight? You are still too superficial!"

Yes, Alvy is a painter, but that doesn't mean he can't create some lethal weapons. And if he wants, he can draw another Levisart as a "double".

He couldn't even imagine how exciting it would be to watch two Levisarts fighting.

Besides, why should we fight ourselves when something can be solved with our own abilities?

Thinking of this, Alvy felt that the series of operations just now were redundant. If he just drew Levisat's whole body and then cut it with a utility knife, wouldn't it be solved?

But now seeing Levisat being beaten so badly by him, it seemed quite satisfying.

"cough..."

Levisart looked up at Alvy, his eyes full of despair. He begged for mercy in a trembling voice:

"You...you want data, don't you? I'm the creator of Orendon's combat power. I know a lot of things. I can do things for you!"

"Maker? Oh, I changed my mind."

Alvy continued to kick Levisat's chest with his foot, and felt a hard object under his foot.

It was the computer that Levisart had placed on his chest earlier. The computer was full of data about people with special abilities.

But what's the point of just taking the computer? Of course, it would be more appropriate to take this person's life!