Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 86: A desperate situation within a desperate situation

The cut cable had already touched Victor’s back due to his carelessness.

High-voltage electric fields are formed at the speed of light, and conductive particles in the body begin to move directionally from the point of electric shock to the point of grounding, causing chemical damage that is enough to destroy the molecular structure of cells, and powerful heat that can burn the human body into coke.

It is basically impossible for ordinary people to escape from such an attack.

However, just like taking poison, you will not die immediately

Although the electric field is formed at the speed of light, it takes a certain amount of time for the flowing conductive particles to cause enough fatal damage to the human body.

This time is very short, maybe only half a second.

But

"This is enough!!"

The moment the electric current began to riot in his body, the disdainful smile appeared on Victor's face again:

"Red beacon, bounce this cable for me!"

The next moment, the red arrow suddenly stretched out from Victor's back.

The cable was like a ship guided by a lighthouse, flying out into the empty air behind in the direction of the arrow.

Then, the circuit connection was interrupted, and the conductive particles that had just stirred up in Victor's body stopped abruptly.

In the end, the ejected cable fell to the ground.

Although the beeping blue-white lights at the cable break are still scary, they can only be used to burn the cement on the floor.

"What?"

Mista's face instantly stiffened.

He had only been handsome for less than a second, and the situation began to develop in unexpected and bad ways.

"Haha, are you surprised?"

After Victor flicked off the cable, he immediately jumped forward in one step.

It was only then that the slight paralysis in his body caused by the electrical stimulation finally occurred in his brain "behind the scenes" due to neural delay.

"Tsk tsk"

"You are so impressive that you can even think of attacking me with electricity."

"But you are still too young!"

Victor stayed two meters away from the dangerous cable before explaining with a smile:

"Indeed, I have no way to control the direction of things in my body, and I have no ability to be immune to electric current attacks."

"But if you can't control the current, can't you also control the cable?"

"Don't forget"

"That cable fell from the ceiling!"

"This means that when it comes into contact with my body, there is still kinetic energy converted from gravitational potential energy on it!"

He casually moved his slightly numb shoulders:

"Just like the 'force' that bounced off your fist before."

"As long as I change the direction of the 'force' existing on the cable, this 'force' will take the cable away from my body."

For Victor, electric shock is indeed equivalent to the kind of "real injury" that cannot be defended against.

However, the process of throwing the cable towards him was undoubtedly a "physical attack" that could be absolutely defended.

"Oops, what a mistake!"

Mista finally realized the huge loopholes in his plan:

He is not an electric shock user who can discharge electricity into the void. If he wants to attack the enemy with electricity, he must attack indirectly with the help of charged objects.

Other than being "charged", this charged object is essentially no different from a bullet or a fist.

As long as he tries to connect a charged object to Victor, the object will definitely carry kinetic energy due to movement, generating a 'force' that can be manipulated by the other party.

"Damn"

“Isn’t this still ‘invincible’?!”

At this moment, despair hit me again.

The counterattack failed completely and the electric shock was completely ineffective

He is like a mobile game player who finally managed to get enough character equipment but discovered that Gou planned to directly open a new version to cut leeks. No matter how hard he worked, he could never catch the victory that seemed only a few steps away.

There is no doubt that this is a desperate situation.

But Mista has already realized something.

Even in such despair, he did not give up looking for hope:

"Thinking, don't stop thinking!"

"As long as the brain can still function, hope still exists!"

Mista struggled to suppress the fear in his heart and tried his best to think of a way to fight back.

At this moment, Victor was already approaching, using his teasing eyes to destroy Mista's last will:

"Your performance is wonderful."

"Unfortunately, that's all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Mista.

Because of the existence of the red beacon, his ability in hand-to-hand combat is invincible.

Mista had no way to fight back, so he had to stagger back to protect himself.

"Are you thinking of running away?"

Looking at Mista who retreated hastily, Victor curled his lips disdainfully:

"It's really troublesome to deal with this guy like you if you can't use a gun."

"But if you want to take advantage of being immune to long-range attacks and run away from me on one leg, that would be a big mistake!"

"Unfortunately, I am also very confident in my running 'skills'."

As he spoke, Victor kicked the ground hard and jumped up in a very ordinary running posture.

At the same time, a red arrow quietly emerged under his feet.

The reason why people can run is actually due to the reaction force exerted by the ground on the human body forward and upward when pushing on the ground with both feet.

And this reaction force is also an "external attack" that can be controlled by Victor.

“The skill of high-speed running lies in adjusting the body posture and maximizing the reaction force on the body.”

"And I can precisely adjust the direction of the reaction force to achieve the most perfect coordination with my body!"

Victor's body shot out like a cheetah.

As a professional killer, although he looks thin and weak, his inner muscle strength is not inferior to that of athletes who have been training for many years.

Coupled with his precise control of reaction force, he even showed sprinting skills that were even better than those of Olympic champions.

Mista was unable to resist at all.

He only ran back two or three meters before Victor caught up with him from behind.

Then there was a punch that was absolutely unstoppable and unstoppable.

"Ah!"

Mista spit out a mouthful of blood again, and then fell to the ground.

His head hit the hard concrete floor hard, and blood flowed out.

And Victor was like an old cat teasing a mouse. Before Mista could lie down, he suddenly flew out with a powerful shot, kicking **** the fragile and soft abdomen of the human body.

Another scream.

Mista was like a top that had been beaten hard, rolling straight on the ground several times before crashing into the wheel hub of a car and stopping.

He groped for the wheels of the car, wiped the blood that kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth, and stood up staggeringly.

"Do you still have the strength to stand up?"

Victor was slightly surprised.

He is a professional killer, and his attacks are deadly.

Disregarding the self-inflicted "retaliation" that Mista had caused earlier, he had just hit the crucial back of the neck with a speeding-up punch, and then kicked the opponent with all his strength. Vital organs of the chest and abdomen.

For an average person, after being hit twice like this, his internal organs would bleed and his spine would be broken.

Not only did Mista not lose the ability to move, but he stood up again tenaciously.

"Just like cockroaches."

"So disgusting."

Victor’s expression was full of disgust:

"It's disgusting that you are so weak but still refuse to die obediently!"

"Cough cough cough cough"

Mista spit out a mouthful of blood and adjusted his breathing with difficulty:

"Cockroach, weak? Ha"

"Such a 'weak' thing has never been defeated by a 'strong' human being."

He raised the revolver that he still held tightly in his hand even when he was brutally beaten and trampled on:

"Now Defeated"

"It's actually you!"