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Chapter 165 Fast Forward to Burning Night City
"You bastard, you planned all of this, didn't you!" Grabbing Zemo by the collar, Chris punched him hard in the face.Although he didn't use the power of the ice barrier to strengthen his own strength, this punch was purely made by Chris's own physical strength.

The metal gloves of the armor directly knocked out several teeth of Zemo under Chris' angry punch. Zemo's mouth was full of blood, but he didn't seem to care, but kept smiling: "That's why I I'll say, it's really nice to not be seen through by you."

Chris punched him again: "You bastard, if you don't want to live anymore, you can find a corner and swallow a gun to kill yourself, cool, cool your mother!"

Zemo was directly hit by Chris' punch and fell to the ground.

Of course the chair that locked Zemo was broken when he fell just now, but the handcuffs still cuffed his hands behind his back.Without the support of his hands, for a while, Zemo, who fell on the ground, couldn't get up at all, and could only bounce and struggle like a fish that had just been dragged ashore from the water.

"Mr. Evans, thank you for saving our lives." Jiang Ge's psychological quality is very good. Compared with the panic when he knew that he was going to lose his position, he just experienced the crisis of life and death at this moment. Stay calm and also help the injured doorman with his wounds.

The guard was actually the armed man who escorted Zemo to the interrogation room. After the earthquake, he tactfully led Django to the interrogation room, but he was knocked to the ground by the violent vibration before he could take two or three steps.Then, in the collapse of the building that followed the shock, although he rushed to the safety zone around Chris, he was pierced by a broken steel bar in his calf during the fall.

"What's the situation on your side? Just as I got through to Director Django, something happened to you." Barton's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"We caught the person who stole file No. 666, Zemo himself. This guy is really brave enough, he ran to the government building to steal things, and then dared to carry out terrorist attacks, even himself Within the range of the attack." Chris said angrily, and kicked Zemo on the ground behind, not afraid to break his spine just like that.

"What's the situation, your side is still a cloud of smoke and dust."

"I don't know either. There was an earthquake first, and then the building collapsed. There were only four living people around me—including that bastard Zemo." "I don't know the situation of the other people in the building, but most of them should be bad luck. Zemo is a bastard. I will deal with a wounded person here first, and I will contact you later."

"I'm heading to your side, see you later."

Hanging up the phone and putting the phone away, Chris leaned over to check the wound on the doorman's leg and asked Django, "How is it?"

"It's very bad. The steel bar seems to be aimed at it. It just broke his leg bone. Now we'd better find a way to stop the bleeding." Django threw away half of the steel bar, and took off his suit without hesitation. , pressed in a ball on the doorman's calf wound where the blood kept gushing out, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Forget it, stop the bleeding first, right? I'll try it. I hope I don't freeze him out. Django, don't let him fall asleep." Chris put his left hand on the doorman's leg, and the ice covered his body. The wound, the blood stained the transparent ice red.

Blood loss, the pain of fractures, and the impact of freezing, the guard's eyes couldn't stop rolling upwards.If he fell into a coma, he would never wake up again.Django moved his body near the doorman's head, and slapped him alternately with both hands: "Hey, boy, don't sleep! Do you hear me, don't f*ck fall asleep!"

Chris pulled out the Golden Summoner and stuffed Reality into it.With many times of use, the reality of being super easy to use has come, and now there are only a few opportunities to use it.However, if it is used to save people, even if it only saves an ordinary person, Chris thinks it is worth it.

Red rays of light emanated from the outstretched wings of the phoenix on the top of the golden summoning machine, shining on the guard's whole body.It was as if time had flown back, the ice that filled the wound was transformed back into flesh and blood, the shattered bones were precisely restored to the original leg bones, and the nerves were connected back to the exact spot.The excess ice was melted and transformed into clean blood along with the polluted blood flowing out from the ground, which flowed back into the guard's body from his wound.

The arrival of reality is not the arrival of time, and it is impossible to bring a dead person back to life.But if it only repairs a person's body and replenishes the blood in his body, it is still within its capabilities.

Django had already witnessed Chris making big icicles in an instant, transforming into a suit of armor, freezing and strengthening the surrounding ruins and other operations before. Seeing this magical scene as if going back in time, he accepted and understood very roughly: "I see, Mr. Evans, you are actually a magician. And that bastard Zemo is a super villain living in the other world. You came to catch him because you sensed the damage he might cause. .”

"I didn't realize that you are so imaginative. Even if you are right, I did catch Zemo for the damage he might cause, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change." Chris took it out of the card slot When the reality came, the pattern on it became extremely dim. If it was forged small things, it would be fine. If it was used to make stone giants, save people, etc., it would probably only be used four or five times.

"However, I'm not a mage. Those mages prefer to negotiate terms with gods and demons in other worlds. Most of them stay in Nepal."

Nepal?The speaker didn’t mean it, but the listener meant it. Chris just mentioned it casually, but Django kept the “magician of Nepal” in his heart, thinking about whether he should use his annual leave to visit there this year.

After the treatment of reality, the original painful expression on the guard's young face gradually faded away, and he seemed to relax a lot.He opened his eyes and looked around, seeing ruins shrouded in ice.

"Where is this place, Helheim or Jotunheim? Am I dead?" I didn't realize that this guy was interested in Nordic mythology at such a young age.

Chris also bent down with great interest, and looked at the guard boy with his metal helmet stained with frost: "Stand up, Samurai, and follow me to burn Night City to ashes."

(End of this chapter)