Chapter 56 [032] Is it an illusion?

Chapter 56 [032] Is it an illusion?

Chapter 56 [032] Is it an illusion?
Thinking of the red crystal interior of the luxury car, Mu Yue pulled the trigger without hesitation!
Even if I die... I won't leave my hands to you to make handicrafts!

However, 30 milliseconds before the bullet primer was ignited, an arc of electricity flashed quickly along with the knife light, and the revolver was cut diagonally in half from the middle!
The useless gun turned into parts and scattered all over the ground, and Mu Yue was left without a weapon in her hands.

Zwick shifted the toothpick between his lips.

"Stupid woman, you're a hundred years ahead of me! Why don't you just keep your hands raised and let me cut them off? You don't want to cut your hands at an ugly angle and cause me to have my salary deducted, do you?"

It was unknown whether she was blindly following the instructions or had completely given up hope, but the policewoman did not change her posture of holding the revolver empty.

Zwick walked to the side of the policewoman with satisfaction and raised the samurai sword with both hands as if executing someone.

Relying on the scabbard to repeatedly charge, Zwick uses the magnetic rails to the maximum extent to accelerate the performance of "Electronic Iai Slash", a move that requires the user to sheath the sword as much as possible.

At this time, half of the 6 LED lights on the scabbard are off, indicating that it is not in the best condition. Moreover, the samurai sword cannot be accelerated by the magnetic guide rail unless it is put back into the scabbard.

Zwick didn't think the policewoman retained any ability to resist, and the ordinary cutting ability of the samurai sword was enough to deal with her.

"Hey, don't hold your hands so tightly, this is the last thing you have left in the world..."

Zwick, who was wearing a mix of western cowboy and oriental knight-errant clothing but had no chivalrous spirit at all, provided "action guidance" in a completely cold-blooded manner.

When Mu Yue was staring at her hands in the car, she wore police gloves to cover them. Zwick was a little worried that it would be troublesome to take off the gloves after cutting off her hands.

"!!"

The policewoman seemed to suddenly wake up and rushed towards Zwick with bare hands. Not only did she not run away, but she got closer!

This troublesome woman! Do you really want me to have my salary deducted? Zwick subconsciously swung down his samurai sword!

I can only kill her first, then cut off my hand quickly, hoping that the Collector won’t notice the flaw!
However, although there were still tears in the policewoman's eyes, her look was by no means one of seeking death. Instead, it was burning with a strong flame of struggle!
Barehanded into the sword! Mu Yue caught the samurai sword steadily above her head! Only then did Zwick realize that the policewoman had put on the police gloves and was ready for battle. It was not an insignificant emotional behavior!
Because the police gloves increased friction, Zwick wanted to regain control of the knife, but was unable to succeed for a while.

The policewoman's eyes, washed by tears, were filled with anger:
"You think, I've been with Granny Qianxing for so long, she won't teach me how to deal with the samurai sword?"

Mu Yue used his arms to deflect the blade, and just as Zwick was about to grab the knife, he was kicked hard in the vitals!
"Well!!"

Zwick was in so much pain that the toothpick fell out of his mouth. He fell to the ground with his body curled up. Although his right hand did not let go of the samurai sword, and he successfully took back control of the samurai sword from the policewoman when he fell, he was unable to get up for the time being.

"It hurts... it hurts so much... woman... I must..."

Mu Yue bent down and lifted up her left trouser leg, revealing another small-sized portable pistol hidden on her ankle!

Draw your gun, aim, and pull the trigger!
"Boom boom boom!"

The whole action was done in one go. The policewoman fired three shots at a very close distance, shooting Zwick's temple!
Zwick's eyes quickly lost color and Mu Yue began to breathe heavily.

"Hu-hu-"

After all, close combat is not the policewoman's strong point. She took a risky move and defeated the overly arrogant enemy.

Mu Yue turned around to check on the beast-eared girl's body, but the water in this section of the canal was fast-flowing and there were mutant crocodiles roaming around, so she had long since disappeared.

The policewoman couldn't help but recall what Grandma Qianxing had taught her in similar situations: "The dead may not be buried in peace in the outer city. Instead, their bodies may be stolen and sold. It may be more in line with the law of nature for them to be eaten by wild animals."

"I'm sorry..." Mu Yue apologized to the beast-eared girl in her heart, but a strange scene appeared by the canal again!
The clown with the strongest muscles who was waving the traffic sign and was defeated by Zwick before came nearby at some point. He scooped up river water with one hand and washed off the thick white powder makeup on his face.

He had several knife wounds on his body, but they were not fatal. After washing his face, the clown looked melancholy, without the previous madness and distortion, and looked more like a philosopher thinking about a problem.

"What are you doing?" The policewoman pointed her gun at the other person, "Don't come over here, or I'll shoot!"

Mu Yue's small pistol has a maximum ammunition capacity of 6 rounds. There are currently 3 bullets left, and she doesn't want to waste them.

Judging from the fire and screams in the settlement, the clown group that ruled here might be attacking the people indiscriminately. If his father and housekeeper Nestor were also here, Mu Yue might need to interrogate the clown to find them quickly. The clown ignored the policewoman's gun, he slowly stood up and walked to Zwick's body to search.

In the outer city, looting corpses is a common practice. The clown first removed the scabbard hanging from Zwick's waist and tied it to himself.

The policewoman decided to shoot the Joker if he tried to take the samurai sword from Zwick's hand. But the Joker fumbled on the concrete floor for a long time and finally found the toothpick.

The clown held the toothpick in his mouth and then expertly moved it with his tongue.

Mu Yue felt the hairs on her body stand on end.

"You woman, that kick just now hurt me so much!"

The policewoman immediately opened fire, but the clown instantly picked up the samurai sword and put it back into the sheath, while rolling sideways to avoid the bullet and landing steadily on his feet.

"I don't like this outfit." The clown looked at his funny outfit. "I haven't used the ability called "Near-Death Soul Transfer" by the company for 5 years... I really like my previous body!"

Mu Yue only had 2 bullets left. The clown's words confirmed her guess that Zwick had deliberately not killed the clown as a resurrection tool just in case.

There was a distant rumble of thunder in the clouds, and acidic raindrops began to fall from the sky.

The rain gradually got heavier, soaking the policewoman's long hair and white shirt, and trickling down her dark blue police pants.

Although his skin felt burning, Mu Yue did not change his posture of aiming the gun.

Maybe not...Will Zwick be careless again, and will I win if I kill him again? Will he take over my body if I have no choice?

Zwick, in his clown form, learned his lesson and always kept his katana in its sheath to charge before attacking.

He was also not afraid of the acid rain, and walked towards the policewoman with his face slightly tilted:

"You know what? Compared to collectors who only like static things, I prefer dynamic things, whether it's a woman's crying face or flying flesh and blood, I like them all!"

"It's decided! I don't even need this month's salary, but I'm going to chop you into pieces! This is revenge for you killing me once!"

Mu Yue fired again, but Zwick put away his arrogance and stopped slashing the bullet with his sword. Instead, he quickly dodged and then slashed with violent force!

The pistol was cut horizontally, and the last bullet didn't have time to fire. Mu Yue was stabbed in the wrist, ankle, shoulder, waist and abdomen at the same time. The wounds were shallow and numerous. The opponent was simply playing with his prey. Blood and pieces of clothes were scattered in the acid rain!

Violent blades covered his entire body. Even with the "super vision mode" of his artificial eye, he could only see the movements clearly but was unable to react in time. Having lost all his means, Mu Yue felt a sense of relief.

“Hahahaha! Are you desperate? Are you regretting not letting me chop off your hand? Keep crying! Imprint your unwilling and helpless expression in my eyes!”

A glass bead suddenly shot out from the sky. It was faster than a bullet because it contained the anger of its owner. Zwick quickly swung his knife to deflect it, but his wrist became numb due to the reaction force.

"who is it!?"

Zwick sheathed his knife and jumped back more than three feet. Immediately, another glass bead hit the place where he had just stood, smashing into the concrete floor with a dull shattering sound!

Mu Yue was also wondering who was using glass marbles as weapons. She looked towards the canal floating bridge and saw a tall man appear behind the acid rain curtain.

How come it was him...

In a trance, Mu Yue thought she was hallucinating. Qin Jiandan should have no way of knowing her actions tonight. It was really ironic that before he died, he did not see his deceased mother but saw Qin Jiandan.

However, Qin Jiandan's next words quickly made Mu Yue realize that this was not an illusion.

Qin Jiandan ran faster than the two ninja followers. As soon as he crossed the canal, he discovered the battle next to the luxury car. Not only was Sheriff Mu Yue forced to retreat again and again, his clothes were torn and he had bruises all over his body, and... there were traces of tears on his face?
Qin Jiandan glared at the clown, clenching his fists until they creaked: "You actually beat my wife to tears!?"

(End of this chapter)