Super Detective in the Fictional World

At the end of the speech, Ishichida drove the silver samurai armor to Shredder.

Shredder's face was gloomy and he looked at the twin-knife whirlwind, splitting all the roadblocking experiments in Shi Chi Tian, and moving at his feet, he retreated into the courtyard.

But Ishichida was fast and instantly caught up, throwing two giant knives, the steel arm grabbed his arms and carried them in the middle of the air.

“Gotcha.” Ishichida's voice sounded full of surprises, pride and anticipation.

Shredder's face hasn't changed much, just looking at him cold.

The samurai armor pops out two snaps, securing both arms together, and the two drill bits extend from the armor arm to Shredder's wrist.

Ishichida smiled proudly: "Shredder, your true blood is all mine. ”

Shredder laughed the same way: "Really? ”

Speaking only, the corridor next to him burst out of nowhere, his two guns fired wildly, and he shouted: “Ishichida, what are you doing to my people! ”

The two people on the field stood still, completely unexpected to kill Cheng Jin along the way.

But the two of them spinned and looked weird because the person who came out was... Kritch.

Suddenly, both of us with ghost births want to laugh: Does this guy have no brains? How dare this fight come together?

What gave this Kritch the courage to be the legendary "warrior" with a brain disability?

No matter what they think, they can't make it at this moment, or they don't mean to stop him.

Ishichida really doesn't care about that little pistol.

If Kritch was carrying a machine gun, he would also be worried because the other side was perfectly capable of smashing Shredder into pieces and blocking his plan.

And Shredder doesn't care about Critch's life.

To him, Kritch is the tool man.

When he uses his cards, he can control Ishichida, the old fox.

At that time, Critch died again, and Shredder happened to be the head of the Hydra Neon Division himself, easier to integrate.

Two bad guys who plotted everything against each other ignored Kritch as well.

Then the accident happened.

A bullet struck the samurai's armor in the face strangely and succeeded in smashing the protective lens in the right eye area, stuck in the broken lens like that.

Shredder:?

Ishichida:???

What the hell is this? This thought sprang up in both hearts.

But Ishichida reacted extremely quickly, instantly pulling under his feet, holding Shredder in front of him, rushing towards Kritch, trying to smash this unknown guy to death.

But Kritch, with God's help, shifted one side ahead of the other, avoiding the collision.

Boom, the samurai armor broke a pillar, carrying a piece of wood and flying across.

Creech was overwhelmed with all kinds of debris and dust.

When he turned around and looked at him, he shouted: “Cut off one head and grow two. Director Shredder, you must live, HailHydra! ”

As he shouted, he retreated into a house and fired wildly at Shizhitian, who turned around.

Shredder:

Ishichida heard Critch scream, his heart suddenly burst, but the movement didn't stop, but it accelerated.

Boom!

Creech's entire man was crashed into a house on the other side of the courtyard and disappeared.

Knock, knock! Pfft!

The samurai armor stopped in a running position.

Shredder looked stunned at the armored face just around the corner.

At the front door of the original room, a blonde detected a face full of amazement.

At this moment, the right glasses of the samurai armor, which had been cracked, completely blew out a hole and gradually seeped red, red, white and white into it.

Shredder and the blonde are familiar with this stuff.

This means that a big hole has been made in the head after the armor.

In Shredder's perception, Ishichida's blood has lost its response.

And the data returned from the armor of the blonde woman showed that Ishichida's heart beat also stopped completely.

So, Ishichida... dead? This is not the right script!

Faced with this mysterious situation, the two living “people” on the scene were caught in brief silence.

Spinning, Shredder suddenly moved in his heart and turned his head towards the blonde woman, squinting his eyes: “Kill her. ”

Somehow he realized at this moment that he had been ignoring this blonde.

She's a private doctor at Ishichida, and she was there just now.

But in the battle between the experiment and Ishichida, this woman was not damaged, not to mention nothing of alarm.

The new experiment won't let her wait without Shredder's special instructions, even if she's listening to a lot of things.

And after noticing the woman, he discovered that the blonde had quietly died of a three-headed experiment.

They are now covered in yellow-green pustules, falling on the floor like several decaying corpses.

With this voice, several experiments immediately jumped on the blonde.

The next moment they were soft, rolling over a few meters away from the woman, struggling, but quickly turning into rotting corpses with the same yellow-green pustules.

Shredder was shocked, his hands twisted, and he pulled out of the samurai armor locking snap and quickly retracted.

But it's already late.

A fierce burning sensation rises from his body and most of the pain has been lost.

Toxic gas? The biochemical experiment flashed right through his head.

At his feet, he swept away and leapt out into the courtyard.

The blonde revealed a strange colour: “This vampire is so special, you can't let it go. ”

Those experiments, they weren't much stronger than normal in front of her, and they were basically killed in seconds.

Who knew Shredder was so resistant? She's hit her strongest toxin and can still jump.

But she doesn't really care either.

It's not that easy to survive as long as the toxin is on, at least she hasn't met it.

The blonde walked in the direction of Shredder's escape, ready to collect the vampire's body.

This particular experimental material, she was very interested.

Unfortunately, Ishichida, such a great golden master, was somehow shot to death by that Kritch.

It's really not easy to find another goal that's so rich and powerful and easy to control.

But Kritch had been hit by samurai armor into a bunch of meatcakes, and Shredder was experimental material, and she didn't know who to find.

A slightly depressed blonde in her heart moved her gaze away from the room where Kritch crashed into her.

She had smelled the intense bloody smell in the air, emanating from the corpse of Kritch the Meat Pie.

As the mind continued to think, a tiny shadow came from behind her obliquely and silently drew an arc in the air.

Pfft!

A little black flying knife penetrated deeply into her back brain, tearing apart the brain stem tissue along the way.

The blonde was stiff on the spot and the whole person's eyes turned white instantly.

A transparent figure passed by her and the body of a blonde disappeared.

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