Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1812: 1829 Knife Riot (2 more)

Boo!

A crisp metal bump echoes in the living room.

Luke slowly retracted his oblique point to the machete in the sky: "Then you have to be faster. ”

Pfft!

A silver-grey blade fell to the ground, and the opposite side had controlled the riot of Yoshiko Tamiya, screaming painfully, but still undying, the blade with waved hands cut off.

At the same time, that silver-gray blade turned into a silver-gray liquid that returned to its feet and reintegrated into its body.

Huh?

Two crisp sounds again.

“Ah ~ ~"

Another scream.

The blade tentacles of the riot hands were cut off directly with the knife head.

Once again, it was traumatized without an immediate attack.

It has become clear that the enemy across the street cannot be killed by surprise.

Luke took the machete in his hand and measured it satisfactorily and painfully.

Satisfaction is that this special alloy knife made by Ishichida is tough indeed.

Sharp is just an accessory property, and what's really amazing is that it's tough enough to have near-non-abrasive properties.

The knife falls into the hands of the cold-weapons master and powerful Luke, posing a deadly threat to many unbreakable enemies.

What hurts is that the last time Luke met that super octopus, he actually ran away with a machete wrapped around him.

Someone with a good double-knife stream was forced to continue playing the single-knife stream before being a two-day player.

“Who are you?” The riot finally opened its mouth.

Its voice is eccentric, low and dull, like a roaring beast, characteristic of a symbiotic system, easily distinguishable.

Luke slowly put the machete behind his back, revealing a long knife tip and bowing slightly forward: "Next time I attack, I'm qualified to ask my name. ”

The rioting brain had not yet reacted, and Luke had suddenly appeared in front of it.

Due to its excessive length, the machete placed behind the back has plenty of room for effort, bringing out two pieces of intersecting silver light, instantly.

Without any response, the riot felt cold on both arms, and then the pain came.

It's not really afraid of physical attacks, but it hurts just as much, and you can't help but take a few steps back, and the blade that's just recovered on your head touches Luke in front of the stab.

Luke moved a little faster than his counterattack, bowing down, rubbing his tentacles behind him, twisting his back, sweeping through the rioting legs with one knife, and kicking him in the ass with one foot.

The rioting body crashed through the wall and flew out of the room.

Luke stood up, pulled the knife over his shoulder, crooked his head and looked at his hands and legs on the floor and whispered: "Aren't we in a state of complete symbiosis? Looks like it wasn't cut hard enough. ”

The hands and legs quickly turned into a silver grey liquid that quickly slipped out in pursuit of the owner who had just left home.

Luke stepped out of the hole and crashed into a riot on the opposite wall, climbing right up and reintegrating with his severed hands and feet.

Of course it won't hear what Luke just said. The problem is that Luke did it too quickly. He didn't have time to do his best and was cut for two rounds in a row.

At this moment it was reminded by the enemy that it was finally roaring and a layer of silver-grey semi-liquid material rapidly wrapped around its body.

This time, Luke finally followed Neon's glorious tradition of not suddenly flying a foot and obstructing each other's "transformation animation”.

If you do this in an animation, the author is going to be sent a blade by the audience.

Luke wasn't in a hurry, he wanted to see what the “hometown” of the riot was all about.

The symbiotic face value is still the highest for a golden dog.

It doesn't have a mouth, naturally it doesn't have that pointy tooth, and it looks stupid and adorable.

The painful blue skin goes well with Harry's excellent body, but the pointy teeth are too curious.

The venom is an asphalt monster with worrying face value and no fucking hair.

And the hard brother has no hair.

Extremely painful, but weird, with long, long hair.

This led Luke to suspect that the dog's head and venom were not brothers who had been separated for years.

It wasn't until this moment that he saw a riot head entering a state of complete symbiosis that he was basically certain - that the mainstream of symbiosis really had no hair.

Once again, the insurgency lowered the lower facial value limit of the symbiosis.

Not only does this guy have no hair, but his whole body is numb and not round at all.

If you replace that silver-grey skin with the black of the venom, it will look more like a toad.

However, the toad sperm in front of you is obviously unpleasant, with spikes on many key parts of your body, ranging in length from a few centimeters to a dozen centimeters, and looks brutal.

So this is actually a toad with a thorn? This is too ugly for Yoshiko Tamiya, the host.

The appearance of female secondary school teachers is still very good for poking at some mature male rookies.

Someone turns a bunch of unreliable thoughts in their mind, and it's actually less than two seconds.

After 40 minds, the brain spins so fast.

The riot across the street into a complete state swelled again - not only the body, but also the sense of self.

When he stood up, he howled and flew out against Luke's dozen spikes.

But Luke was a little disappointed: Shouldn't Boss be shouting? Just a little trick, too!

He was even lazy enough to move his footsteps a little lower on his side and four or five spikes flew over his chest without even touching his skin.

As the riot fired its spikes, three blade tentacles clamped from the top, left, and right.

Luke frowned: “Is that all you know? Then you're gonna die here today. ”

Speaking only, the machete carried on his shoulder blew up a brilliant silver halo, covering the three swept tentacles.

The three tentacles suddenly stopped and fell to the ground in pieces.

The riots backed off, and the prick on his body fired again.

Luke was too lazy to hide this time, just stretching out his empty left hand a few times.

In the jingle, four or five stabs were all ejected by his fingertips.

More than a dozen tentacles suddenly emerged from the riot, and the tip was no longer a blade, but the simplest cone, stabbed wildly by him in all directions.

The machete danced a piece of knife and flower around Luke's body, blocking all these tentacles.

At this point, the blade, which had just been cut, snuck back into its body again.

Luke accelerated suddenly and appeared in front of the riot, hitting it in the chest with one hand.

Primary extinction energy is spread in a very weak amount, basically covering the riot's front body.

At that moment, the riot felt the annihilating energy of destruction. It screamed and jumped directly from Ryoko Tamiya's back.

The extinguishing energy came closer, completely enclosing Ryoko Tamiya, and denying the riots the opportunity to return to her body.

If he knew there was a riot tonight, Luke wouldn't give this guy Yoshiko Tamiya, after all, a very important "tool man”.

He was reluctant to take out the riots.

Three of the five symbiotics on Earth are counted as "compiled” by Luke, and only riots and that missing scream have the opportunity to do research, and killing them directly is a shameful waste.