booknovelhub
Chapter 1014: 996Nightmare
Chapter 1014: 996Nightmare
Chapter 1014 996. Nightmare
?Skeech tilted his head and looked at the tall figure coming out of the shadows with confusion.
?“That’s enough, Mr. Marsh.”
Lan En spoke softly under the hood.
"He does not seem to have any more information, but he has already revealed enough information just now."
Lan En continued to walk forward. For some reason, the person in front of him automatically moved out of the way when he came up to him.
?“You may go now, Mr. Marsh.”
?“Hey! Okay, I’ll do it now”
"No, don't you know who has the final say here, Marsh?"
?Lane, Marsh, and Skechers each spoke one sentence after another.
??After hearing Lan En’s words, the gangster leader could hardly suppress the joy on his face, and a rotten tooth was exposed from his grinning mouth.
“Fuck him! Kill him! Francis, just wait for me! You run now, and I will kill this **** later. You will be next! Look where you can run!”
?His eyes shifted back and forth between the hideous and supernatural wounds on the corpse and Lan En's body.
?Don’t worry about hiding your intentions. It’s too **** late.
?Francis recognized it!
??Like the sound of heavy artillery bombardment, it suddenly exploded in the crowded room.
?Of course people die every day in Novigrad, for various reasons and in various places, but...
?But there is no such thing!
?The soft tongue hangs on the gums below. The blood is pumped up from the aorta in the neck, rushing all the way to a height of more than two meters, and then falling down like raindrops.
?That fist is hitting. No! It was like a heavy cannon when it blasted out!
?The muscles all over the body were tangled, and the Valyrian steel wires on the tendons tightened like springs, and finally released!
?After the punch was finished, only the lower jaw was left on the gangster's head.
run?
??If it was really the person I thought, then we wouldn’t have to run away!
?“Triss, just protect yourself.”
?At the end, there seemed to be a flash of understanding and surprise in his eyes.
?All the noise and words were silenced by this explosive sound.
?Her hands glowed with orange-red magic power, and the floating spell brought several tables in the room to surround her, and a layer of magic shields were opened inside.
??In the camp of his gang, in full view of so many people, he thought he was here to make harsh words or discuss a deal.
??The blade shone brightly in the dim candlelight.
Even Francis Beland, who quietly led his men to retreat to the side, twitched his whole body like a frightened quail.
??Until the corpse, which had lost the integrity of the organs above the lower jaw, collapsed on the wooden floor, and the thick blood spread like oil, no one came back to their senses.
But when he turned around and was about to walk out, the two gangsters standing behind him took out two daggers from their belts at Skechers's signal.
?“Bang!!”
?Marsh’s face froze.
??Skeech watched as two of his men drew their swords to stop Marsh, and then turned to look at the tall figure walking to the center of the room.
??Francis' eyes were rolling around at this time. He was keenly aware that the situation seemed not quite right, so when Skechers' pressure changed direction, he led his group of people to move to the side and slowly retreated.
?So even though Skechie yelled angrily after regaining consciousness, he still suppressed the men behind him and kept retreating.
?As a gang member, he actually forgot about the pressure from his boss.
?Skeech cursed and tried to stand up from the chair.
?Skeech felt as if his mind was in chaos as if he had taken anesthetic powder.
?Among them, the old Munch who betrayed Francis was the most active, and the expression on his face was the most ferocious.
??The gangsters standing next to Lan En also drew their weapons from their waists and crowded towards him.
?Under the hood, Lan En spoke calmly.
?But no matter how slow it is, it’s useless
“Son of a bitch, Marsh, you brought an outsider into your home today. He’s also a **** idiot who can’t tell who is the boss.”
??Skeech's remaining cruel words seemed to be choked in his throat, and the fierce expressions on the faces of the gangsters who gathered around seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
??Francis opened his hands and pressed his men, all of whom were leaning against the wall. At this time, they were swallowing their saliva, with cold sweat on their bald heads and did not reply.
?Triss, who was standing at the door, responded easily.
??On the contrary, it was Francis Beland. His Adam's apple rolled up and down at first, looking at the corpse lying at Lan En's feet, which died in a completely abnormal way.
?A corpse of a gangster standing next to Lan En.
?Subsequently, he opened his arms like a hen guarding her young, blocked his men in front of them, and pressed them back quickly.
?Following this was a sound of viscous liquid falling to the ground, and the sound of the body flopping limply on the floor after losing consciousness.
?When he was around Lan En, Lan En put so much pressure on him that he forgot about other pressures.
?Where his head used to be, there was only a clenched fist.
?In the end, he killed someone directly within half a second of establishing this concept? !
?Still this method? !
What's happening here? !
?But before Skechers could finish speaking.
?“No problem, dear.”
?He recognized who had this characteristic and this power!
?After a while, the sound of ‘Duo Duo Duo’ sounded.
?That was the sound of crossbow arrows being fired in the dark environment and piercing the table top!
?This kind of environment with poor lighting and dense crowds is not suitable for warlocks.
It would be okay if the whole house could be blown up outside, but inside, a crossbow arrow or a dagger poked out of a blind corner could kill a distinguished sorcerer.
??But for Lan En, whose combat type is different from that of the Warlock
?Under the hood, the pair of cat eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, using the computing power of the biological intelligence brain to have a panoramic view of the status and situation in the scene.
?Faced with these scum, he didn't even bother to draw his sword.
?“Bang!!”
??Tighten your fist, and then blast it out!
?The human body blocked in front of the fist is as fragile as a sugar shell.
? ?The fists of the Primaris Space Marines are like a hammer facing a mortal. The tall figure suddenly twisted in the flickering candlelight, like a massless demon spirit!
??It’s just that the demon spirits are holding pale green lanterns and wielding rusty iron swords, so death in their hands is not too ugly.
?But every time this black shadow suddenly made a collision and explosion in the crowd.
?Blood, crushed meat, and shapeless bones. These things were mixed together, and under the impact of the fist, they looked like waves stirred up by hitting the water.
?It seemed like the blood-red shock wave was brought about by the fist.
?It’s just that the shock wave is not made of ‘air’, but human flesh and blood.
??Those who are hit head-on by Lan En's fist will have a huge gap in their body very suddenly.
??The flesh, flesh and broken bones given a huge impact will fly out of the body.
?The force that is reacted back to the fist will be easily absorbed by the strengthened bones and muscles without any effect.
?This kind of scene is really terrifying, Lann knows how to scare a group of mortals to death.
?In [Memory Dive], space warriors sometimes deliberately use inefficient but more graphically impactful methods to fight and kill.
?Their fists are excellent props.
"ah!!"
??? Countless people were so frightened that they lost the ability to speak and were left screaming hysterically.
??But Lann has no mercy for these people. These gangsters are scum worse than even Nilfgaard's army.
??The witcher held up four people with one hand, and his big hand pushed these people stacked all the way to the wall.
?Fighting hard to resist and frantically trying to escape, due to the power gap, these people's struggles were uneventful.
??Can't even make Lan En's footsteps pause.
??The four of them pushed their hands toward the wall behind them frantically, trying to find a point of strength and use the reaction force to escape.
?The excitement and fear caused them to sweat and drool a lot in a short period of time.
?But the cat’s eyes under the hood are still calm and cold.
?“Bang!!”
?Facing the person at the front, a huge fist hit his chest.
?The sound of fists and flesh hitting each other was the first sound.
Immediately afterwards, violent and huge power was passed through one after another. After flowing through the bodies of the four people, there was a 'boom', and cracks spread like spider webs suddenly appeared on the wall behind them.
?The wall plaster in the cracks shook out and turned into a puff of smoke.
??When Lan En pulled out his fist, there was still a line of blood and minced meat on it.
?This kind of violent and unreasonable killing method undoubtedly broke the psychological endurance limit of everyone in the Mud Gang in an instant.
?No one wants to die like this, no one expects to meet such enemies, even if they are Novigrad gangsters.
?As a matter of course, the organization collapsed.
??Originally, the room was full of aggressive and ruthless gangsters, but now, they are crying and crying just to find a way out of the house alive.
?“Let me go! Let me go!”
?“He is the devil!”
?“Fuck! Fuck!”
?The commotion in the house alarmed people in the yard outside.
?Skeech is very skilled. When Lann smashed the second person with his fist, he had already rushed outside through the window.
By the time Lan En had thrown five or six punches in the room, the sound of a crossbow being cocked could be heard outside the room amid a chaotic and panicked noise.
?“Cum in! Cum quickly!”
There was no trace of calmness in Skechers' voice. Even for a seasoned killer, witnessing the effect of Lan En's fist was a bit too scary.
The leader of the Mud Gang was still covered in mud from the mud he had just jumped out of the window and rolled to the ground. His hair was mixed with sweat and mud and was stuck to his forehead, sides of his face, and even the corners of his mouth.
?But he couldn't care about anything anymore.
How could such a person exist?
How could such a person find me?
?Obviously my brain can no longer think so much, but these ridiculous questions still pop up all the time.
There are more than thirty people in the yard. These are the "professional combat forces" that the Mud Gang usually maintains in the station. They only come into play when they go out to fight.
Their crossbow arrows passed through the window from outside and shot into the room.
There was a burst of noisy screams, and then it fell silent.
?“What happened, boss?”
??After one round of shooting, a man wearing a sealskin soft hat in the yard looked at the room cautiously, approached Skechers and asked.
?Perhaps the people inside want to cause civil strife? Finally discovered, Huo Bin?
?Perhaps there are a few killers mixed in?
??Anyway, with more than thirty crossbows staring at us, it should be stable.
??Unexpectedly, Skechers stepped back while staring at the motionless room.
?He yelled at the man in the sealskin bonnet: "Don't stop! Why are you standing still! Keep cumming!"
shoot? Shoot what? The people in the room should be half dead and their numbers have been greatly reduced. Wouldn't it be better to send someone in to finish the damage?
??The man wearing the sealskin soft hat thought to himself, but the next moment.
?“Whoosh! Bah!”
?A crossbow arrow that had just been fired jumped out of the dark window, making a slight sound as it cut through the air, and penetrated through his neck.
?The arrow goes out from the other side, but the tail feathers remain on this side.
?Blood foam overflowed from his mouth accompanied by a "roaring" sound.
?A huge black shadow also jumped out of the window.
?Like a huge, black nightmare.