Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 86 A desperate situation in a desperate situation
The severed cable had already touched Viktor's back due to his carelessness.

The high-voltage electric field is formed at the speed of light, and the conductive particles in the body begin to move from the electric shock point to the ground point, causing chemical damage enough to destroy the molecular structure of cells, and a powerful thermal effect that can burn the human body into coke.

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

However, it's the same as taking poison and not dying instantly.
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!!"

At the moment when 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 protruded from Victor's back.

The cable was like a ship guided by a lighthouse, and flew 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 also stopped abruptly.

Eventually, the bounced cable fell to the ground.

While the blue-and-white bleeps of the cable breaks were still terrifying, they were now used only to sear the cement on the floor.

"What, what?"

Mista's expression froze instantly.

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

"Hehe, are you surprised?"

After Viktor flicked the cable, he jumped forward immediately.

And it wasn't until this moment that the slight numbness in his body caused by the electrical stimulation finally occurred in his brain with "behindsight" due to nerve delay.

"Tsk tsk."

"You can think of attacking me with electric current, you really impress me."

"However, you are still too young!"

Victor walked two meters away from the dangerous cable before explaining with a smile:
"Indeed, I have no way to manipulate the direction of the things in my body, and I have no ability to be immune to electric current attacks."

"But if you can't manipulate the electric current, can't you also manipulate the cables?"

"Don't forget"

"That cable fell from the ceiling!"

"This means that when it touches my body, it still has kinetic energy transformed from gravitational potential energy!"

He casually moved his slightly paralyzed shoulders:

"Just like bouncing off the 'force' from your fist before."

"I just need to change the direction of the 'force' existing on that cable, and this 'force' will take the cable out of my body."

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

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

"Oops, I made a mistake!"

Mista finally realized the huge loophole in his plan:
He is not some kind of electric shocker who can discharge in the void. If he wants to attack the enemy with electricity, he must attack indirectly with the help of charged objects.

Apart from 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, that object will definitely carry kinetic energy due to its movement, producing a 'force' that can be manipulated by the opponent.

"Damn."

"Isn't this still 'invincible'?!"

At this moment, despair hit my heart again.

The counterattack completely failed, and the electric shock was completely ineffective.
He is like a mobile game player who has finally filled up the character equipment but found that the dog planned to open a new version to cut leeks directly. No matter how hard he strives, he will never be able to catch the victory that seems to be only a few feet away.

There is no doubt that this is the desperate situation of the desperate situation.

But Mista has already realized something.

Even in such despair, he did not give up looking for hope:
"Think, can't stop thinking!"

"As long as the brain is functioning, there is hope!"

Mista struggled to suppress the fear in his heart, and tried his best to think of ways for the Jedi to fight back.

At this time, Victor has already approached, destroying Mista's last will with his eyes full of teasing:

"You did a great job."

"Unfortunately, that's all."

As soon as the words fell, he punched Mista with a punch.

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

There was no way Mista could fight back, so he staggered back to protect himself.

"Do you want to run away?"

Looking at Mista who hastily retreated, Victor curled his lips in disdain:
"You can't use a gun to deal with you, it's really troublesome."

"But if you want to take advantage of the immunity to long-range attacks and run away from me on one leg, you are making a big mistake!"

"Unfortunately, my uncle is also very confident in his running 'skills'."

As he spoke, Victor slammed his foot on the ground and jumped up in a very ordinary running posture.

At the same time, a red arrow quietly appeared at the bottom of his feet.

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

And this reaction force also belongs to the "external attack" that can be manipulated by Victor.

"The skill of high-speed running lies in adjusting the posture of the body to maximize the propulsion effect of the reaction force on the body."

"And I can precisely adjust the direction of the reaction force, so that it can achieve the most perfect coordination with my body!"

Victor's figure shot out like a cheetah.

As a professional killer, although he looks thin and weak, his inner muscular strength is not inferior to that of an athlete who has been trained for many years.

Coupled with the precise control of the reaction force, he even showed a sprint skill better than the Olympic champion.

Mista was powerless to resist.

He only fled backward for a distance of two or three meters before being caught up by Victor from behind.

Then, it was a fist that was absolutely unstoppable and unstoppable.

"what!"

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

His head fell heavily on the hard concrete floor, and blood flowed out.

And Victor was like an old cat teasing a mouse. Before Mista could stand still, he flew out with a powerful kick and kicked heavily on the fragile and soft abdomen of the human body.

Another scream.

Like a spinning top that was beaten hard, Mista rolled straight on the ground for several laps before barely hitting the wheel hub of a car and stopping.

He fumbled to hold on to the wheels of the car, wiped the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

"Still have the strength to stand up?"

Victor was slightly surprised.

He is a professional killer, and his moves can be said to be fatal.

Leaving aside the "anti-injury" that Mista asked for himself earlier, he just hit the back of the neck with a heavy punch that accelerated his run-up, and then kicked with all his strength on the back of the neck where the vital organs were gathered. Chest and belly.

The average person would suffer from internal bleeding and fractured spine long after suffering such two blows.

But not only did Mista not lose his ability to move, but he stubbornly stood up again.

"Just like cockroaches."

"It's disgusting."

Victor's expression was full of disgust:
"It's disgusting that you are so weak but still refuse to accept death obediently!"

"Cough, cough, cough."

Mista spat out a mouthful of blood and adjusted his breathing with difficulty:
"Cockroach, weak? Heh"

"This kind of 'weak' thing has never been defeated by a 'strong' human being."

He raised the revolver, the revolver that he still held tightly in his hand when he was brutally beaten and trampled on:
"The now defeated."

"It's actually you!"

(End of this chapter)