Chapter 626: The Unfathomable Mycroft
Chapter 626: The Unfathomable Mycroft
Jack the Ripper, who had just fallen to the ground and seemed to have lost the ability to move, stood up again the next moment. His face was full of frenzy, and he could not accept that he was hurt by a little girl.
Although the dagger fell far away, how could his killing skills be so inconvenient?
His teacher is the famous Napoleon of the criminal world, Professor Moriarty, also known as the Darkest Crow!
Even if Jack the Ripper learned only one tenth of what he learned from his teacher, he would not be limited to using a knife to kill people.
Swish!
A whip kick tore through the air with great force and speed!
Because of her momentary carelessness, Mao Lilan did not have time to gather her strength to defend herself, so she could only hastily raise her still usable right arm to block in front of her body. Then, she was directly knocked away by the terrifying force along with her defensive posture!
Smash it away!
Even though they all have four-star extraordinary physiques, there are still differences in quality!
Boom!
The high school girl was blown away by the force and fell to the ground. She rolled several times before stopping, motionless, and looked as if she had lost consciousness. Jack the Ripper then stopped moving, looked at the position where Mao Lilan was, and finally spoke.
"Pleasant, unknown female student, perhaps I will never forget you in my life..."
Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger coming from behind.
The murderer turned around without hesitation and looked in the direction of the danger.
Without even a moment's fear of Ran Mouri's defeat, the next person to arrive on the battlefield was————
Mycroft Holmes!
This agent among agents, this man among men, now walked towards Jack the Ripper with firm steps.
That sense of danger came from Mycroft.
This was even more dangerous than the feeling that the high school girl gave him just now, several times more dangerous!
"Jack the Ripper, you defeated Miss Maori, which means you are a master."
"But the one standing before you is an expert among experts, an agent among agents."
Mycroft Holmes said boastfully as he walked towards Jack the Ripper.
"I am Mycroft Holmes, Sherlock Holmes's brother."
"The chief agent of the British royal family, a man who can represent Britain."
"Now, I'll give you a chance to challenge me."
...What a fashionable title, are you an expert?
Jack the Ripper was a little excited and he licked the corner of his mouth.
"Interesting, you're walking towards me instead of backing away?"
He took long steps towards Mycroft as well.
"How can I beat the crap out of you if I don't get close to you, Jack the Ripper."
Mycroft's pace slowed, but his speech did not.
And the sense of danger he brought to Jack the Ripper was increasing, surging, and growing rapidly!
Master, the best among masters!
However, since he is a master, he is worth killing.
When Jack the Ripper passed by his dagger, he hooked his toes and the dagger flew up and fell into his hand. Suddenly, he felt more confident.
Although he is a killer trained by Professor Moriarty himself, his body is the most deadly weapon.
But he would feel more at ease if he used his most commonly used dagger.
"Jack the Ripper, I warn you, my strength is far beyond your imagination."
Mycroft stopped walking and stood there with a calm expression on his face.
It seemed as if this agent among agents spoke with great confidence.
"My killing skills come from the distant Eastern country, they are mysterious Kung Fu!" "The closer you get to me, the higher the chance that you will be killed by my Kung Fu!"
...Kung Fu? What Kung Fu? Which great oriental country?
Jack the Ripper sneered, showing no fear, but continued to move closer.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The distance between the two people was quickly shortened.
Jack the Ripper had quietly raised the dagger in his hand, as if he was going to stab Mycroft in the next moment.
But Mycroft's expression remained unchanged, as if he was giving a warning with complete confidence.
"You are very close to me now, and I am about to attack you... You must think clearly!"
"What do you mean by figured it out? Are you bluffing and trying to scare me away?"
Jack the Ripper sneered and raised the dagger in his hand.
He was getting very close to Mycroft.
If he started sprinting now, it would only take less than three seconds to kill the opponent.
"Let me see how powerful your so-called profound Kung Fu is!"
The murderer in the foggy city disappeared instantly.
He moved, and he would kill Mycroft now.
And just when Jack the Ripper was about to approach, Mycroft finally took action.
The face of this agent among agents was as gloomy as water. He just reached out and touched his abdomen. The next moment, he held a revolver in his hand, pointed the muzzle at Jack the Ripper's abdomen, and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
There is no such thing as iaia in the world, but American-style iaia is not the only one that is so scary!
As the only designated biological father of the United States, Great Britain's Iaijutsu is not weak at all!
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
In less than a second, Mycroft fired six shots.
The secret of British Iaijutsu: the art of emptying the magazine!
"What?! This is your Kung Fu?!"
At such a close distance, and still maintaining a sprinting posture, even Jack the Ripper would be frightened.
Even Beikacho Ultraman can't withstand gunfire head-on, let alone him, a squishy fighter who specializes in speed and strength. This is simply aimed at his life!
It was also at this moment that Jack the Ripper finally realized why the other party gave him an inexplicable sense of danger.
This guy probably wanted to use a gun to shoot him directly from the beginning, but he sensed it when he was aiming from behind, so he deliberately put away the gun and put on a mysterious look to lure him over!
The closer you are, the greater the chance of being killed... Guns are harder to avoid the closer they are!
"Ugh!"
Even though Jack the Ripper had an extremely fast reaction speed, using a dagger to block one bullet and using his body skills to dodge the next three bullets, the first two bullets still penetrated his abdomen!
The blood is flowing!
At this moment, even the murderer couldn't help but retreat again and again, and he could hardly stand steadily.
He stared at Mycroft Holmes intently, and Mycroft Holmes, a few drops of cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, spoke loudly without hesitation.
"How can you be a killer if you have a gun but don't use martial arts? You don't know anything about this. You'd better put down your dagger, turn yourself in, and start learning from the basics of being a killer in your next life!"
...You bastard!!!
Anger filled Jack the Ripper's heart.
(End of this chapter)