Abyss Express

[Part①·Tie]

"Open your hands and let me see what's inside."

"Why are you so scared, Jack?"

"I smell fear, stronger than ever."

Sullivan's eyes widened.

"Is it possible that the thing hidden in your palm is a token between you and the Chinese? Do you still have some kind of agreement with him? Is it the reward he gave you? Or...is it like you can't wipe it off your mouth? The same grease, is it proof that you ate Dolly?”

"You don't love your horse at all!? You lied a lot! For the sake of a Chinese, can you be so cruel as to disembowel it? Feed it to your dying enemy?"

Little Jack's whole body felt weak, and his palms opened involuntarily! "I didn't lie to you! Mr. Sullivan! Listen to my explanation! I didn't mean to eat Dolly!"

"So...what is this?"

Sullivan squatted in front of Jack and carefully looked at the things in little Jack's hands.

It was supposed to be a button on Wen Bucai's body, an inconspicuous button on the pocket of his pocket watch, and a proof of the friendship between Jack and Wen Bucai.

Now it has become something else, the buttons are missing.

Sullivan couldn't figure out what it was.

In the palm of little Jack's hand, there lay a big yellow tooth, which looked like the canine tooth of some kind of beast.

This puzzled Sullivan. He still couldn't figure it out. He still couldn't figure it out——

[——What exactly is in Little Jack’s hand? ]

[Why is he protecting this yellow animal tooth like a shady bitch concubine? ]

[It looks nothing like a horse's teeth. Horses are herbivores, and few horses have canine teeth used to tear meat. ]

[It's a canine tooth, right? ]

[When the Great Dane pounced on Little Jack just now, Little Jack broke one of the stupid dog's teeth. ]

[This is indeed the case...]

[But why did he break his pet dog’s teeth? ]

[He looks like a dog lover. ]

[While talking about the life and death of his family, he even knelt down to plead for the dog. ]

"Jack, why do you have this dog tooth in your hand?" Sullivan was alert again, "Give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will kill you without hesitation."

"I was so scared just now!" Little Jack's eyes were darting around, and his expression was like a naughty child playing clever tricks, unable to hide his true thoughts at all, "I'm really scared! I I often can't control my hands and feet... My neighbors say I'm a fool... Mr. Sullivan! You can't ask a fool to be as rational, strong and calm as you!"

"You must be lying... You actually dare to lie to me! You..." Sullivan tightened his grip on Little Jack's collar, trying to use his soul power to completely control Little Jack.

Right now, right now -

——There was a "pat-ta-ta-ta-ta" sound outside the door.

Sullivan left little Jack behind and pressed against the wooden door, trying to hear the noise coming from outside the house.

[What is that? ]

[What is coming? ]

[My [thyme] has not been attacked in any way. ]

[Sounds like the footsteps of a Great Dane, the sound of paws on oak boards. ]

When Sullivan heard the familiar barking of a dog, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He recalled the scene a few hours ago and was still immersed in the moment of life and death duel.

He recalled the terrifying destructive power unleashed by the spirit power when the weird Chinese man fired the gun. All this made him, Sullivan, and everyone tremble with fear.

He was still thinking about what miserable end he would end up with if he faced the enemy head-on.

On the other side of the door panel, Wen Bucai was almost leaning on the Great Dane's back, still looking pitifully thin.

He put a finger against his lips and teeth to silence the other three members of the Jack Martin family, gently rubbed the Great Dane's chin and waist, and took out the button in the dog's mouth from between the teeth.

Under the suspicious eyes of his family, Wen Bucai took out two deerskin water bags from his tattered pockets to prove his identity and his friendship with little Jack.

In the dining room, little Jack was leaning against the door, and Mr. Sullivan was still close to the door. They were almost within arm's reach.

Only a few seconds passed.

Little Jack explained: "That's my dog, Master Sullivan. We just met, and you rubbed its neck."

Sullivan remained silent. He seemed to have noticed something, but he was not sure because the answer made him flustered.

[if--]

[——If Wen Bucai is right outside the door. ]

[In the next few seconds, at such a close distance, no more than 30 centimeters, in a hand-to-hand battle, I will be like a puddle of mud, knocked away by that terrifying fist, and turned into a mural in the room. ]

To make sure of this! Sullivan wanted to be 100 percent sure of this.

He stepped back gently, for fear of disturbing the [monster] behind the door.

Little Jack immediately shouted loudly. "Mr. Sullivan? Why did you back away? It's really just my dog!"

Jack can only make a desperate move and there is no way out.

[Vincent! You're on the other side of the door! Is it right? ! ]

[You are my last support! The only person you can rely on! ]

[If the button I left in the dog's mouth! Let you find my home through such a little fate! ]

[If you are here! Please help me! ]

[He is retreating, he is still retreating, and he will soon be out of your range! ]

[Shoot him! Use your soul power to beat him to pieces! ]

[Do something quickly! Vincent! ]

At the same time, Sullivan used [Thyme] to push the door open completely!

He saw the dying Vincent at a glance, and his expression became surprised and happy.

"You are not dead yet! This time I can confirm the fact of your death with my own eyes! Go to the next [stairs]!"

Almost at the same time, Sullivan Okopela shouted out the real name of soul power!

"Thyme Thyme!"

Vincent took a deep breath-seeing that the big dog beside him suddenly swelled and deformed, his eyes bulged, and his skull and lower abdomen became deformed and huge!

Little Jack: "Mr. Vincent! Be careful! My dog ​​is going to explode! Just like the attack you encountered before!"

A huge amount of fungi and microorganisms are deposited and multiplied in the body, and the gas released is about to burst the body of this big dog!

This is just like the "zombie bomb" that Vincent encountered before! It has amazing destructive power and can also inject the special ability of [Thyme] into Vincent's body!

But! Sullivan became panicked! In just a moment, a faint blue shadow appeared in the air, and the "dog bomb" flew towards Sullivan's face!

"No no no...no no no...I didn't think about dodging or protecting myself! Instead, I threw the "bomb" back directly!"

"Too close! Damn! It's too close! Too close!"

Sullivan had no time to dodge. At the moment of releasing the ability, he was hit hard in the waist and abdomen by the vicious dog. The whole person fell down with his legs off the ground, and was about to be lifted into the air by the terrible impact.

At that moment, Sullivan heard the sound of ribs breaking, his chest was sunken, breathing was difficult, and severe pain came!

"Jack!" Vincent, who lost his support, collapsed to the ground. The running along the way almost exhausted all his strength. He shouted hoarsely: "Hold my hand! Give me a hand!"

[Part ②·Iron Fist Sanction]

Little Jack couldn't change his kneeling posture immediately. When he grabbed Mr. Vincent's palm, he used all his strength - he saw the blazing flames in Vincent's eyes, and also saw the illusion behind him that was like a divine manifestation.

He struggled to pull Vincent's arm! Throw it at Sullivan, the cannibal nightmare!

Before the sun completely set. There was still a little afterglow shining on Jack's face - he felt that the seeds of courage in his chest had sprouted and blossomed! The hot and surging emotions were about to break the heart!

From Mr. Vincent's hands came endless vitality!

Wave him!

Pass him!

Send him to that place!

Little Jack had only this thought in his mind!

When he knelt down, when he begged for mercy, he endured every minute and every second in fear!

In the midst of hard work and ridicule, he became a piece of fish that could be cut by anyone! Jack felt the rage that was about to burst out in Vincent's heart!

"Don't think you can beat me! Oriental!" Sullivan still didn't give up. He endured the severe pain in his waist and ribs and used the Great Dane as a weapon.

He opened the hound's mouth and tore the muscles of both jaws, trying to spray the dirty and deadly [Thyme] in the throat and esophagus at the enemy flying in the air!

The high-pressure airflow spewed out from the hound's mouth, like a sharp knife!

The final moment was revealed! It was only an arm's length away! They were already close to each other!

Vincent opened his eyes wide and let out a low and strange roar from his chest and lungs.

A dark blue phantom ghost suddenly burst out from his body!

Sullivan saw it!

[Is that Vincent's Hunwei?]

It looks like a human body, a complete human torso, with an inverted spade seal on the chest, like a dark heart beating slowly, with a rail connected to it! The armor on the arm is like the thick skin of a shark, divided into blue and black, evenly arranged on every muscle.

His ten fingers twisted into a fist, and with the power of one hand alone, he could deflect and eject the high-pressure airflow in Sullivan's hand and lead it to other places. The high-pressure airflow left a series of terrifying marks in the room, almost cutting off little Jack's head, and above Jack's crown, the lock of the wooden door was cut into pieces!

There is another anchor-like emblem between the eyebrows of Hunwei's head, shaped like the handle of a gun, and at the end of the anchor is an Egyptian character representing life.

The blue skin with the texture of steel, and the agile lower body like a cheetah beast.

In the moment when Sullivan was surprised, he did not forget his last pride and stubbornness, and even begged for mercy to maintain his handsome demeanor.

"The big leader will not let you go! Oriental!"

"No matter what special abilities you have! I will overcome my inner fear!"

"-If, if you regret it now! It's not too late! Vincent!"

"-It's not too late!"

"-I am willing to share the glory and wealth with you!"

Vincent's eyes were cold, and his answer never changed.

"This is not business."

-The chaotic fist shadows fell ruthlessly like a storm, and the house echoed with sharp and piercing strange roars.

“Ah daa daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” Ta-ta-ta-ta! —"

To Little Jack, the sound of every punch made by Vincent's soul power was like the explosive note left by the bullet when it breaks through the sound barrier! The continuous explosions were going to shatter his eardrums!

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-da-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tap

The incredible force collided with Sullivan's body, and the hound in his hand was shattered under the violent fist. A stream of bright red blood burst out from the spade-shaped wound. This incredible power blew them up to the ceiling. , gradually turned into a terrifying and ferocious spades pattern.

boom--

The house was left with horrific wounds from the high-pressure air knife cutting.

On the wall, Sullivan rolled his eyes and was about to lose consciousness.

"What. Superpower. What. Thing is this?"

Vincent fell to the ground, struggled to get up, and stood up unsteadily.

"It's a pity, Ogre, that I have to disappoint you. In fact..."

The soul power only existed for a short moment before returning to the body.

"I don't know what its special ability is."

A feeble neighing sound came from Sullivan's Adam's apple in his chest, and his body almost merged with the hound in his arms, turning into a big pie.

Close your eyes and die. Sullivan Okopela——

——He is dead!

Little Jack got up from the ground, but he kept crying. He was like a weak girl at heart.

"Vincent! Vincent! Vincent!"

All he knew was shouting the other person's name, unable to express how terrifying the threat he had just received was.

Vincent counted the people in the room. Pointing to the confused Uncle Bayan.

"A life."

Pointing to the panicked Aunt Bayan.

"Two lives."

Pointing at sister Anna who fainted with fright.

"Three lives."

Pointing at the dog that couldn't be picked off Sullivan's body.

"Minus half a bar."

His hands and feet were weak, so he put his arm on Jack's shoulders and passed out in little Jack's arms, murmuring in his sleep.

"Let's clear things up."

Little Jack bared his teeth at Vincent: "How can it be possible? You destroyed my house! You brought me so much trouble! Sullivan died in my home! The most important thing is, the most important thing... …”

Brother Jack looked sad, as if he was extremely wronged. He pointed at his nose and did math problems for the little genius.

"You have forgotten me! You have forgotten me! Doesn't my life count? Now is the time! I have to find a way to give this life back to you! Vincent!"

From this "world famous painting" by Sullivan Okpela——

——A shining golden arrow fell down.

It lay there, motionless.

[Real name:? ? ? ]

[Current name: Wen Bucai]

[Origin:? ? ? ]

[Soul Power: Alcoholism·Alcoholism]

[Destructive power: A]

[Speed: A]

[Range Distance: E]

[Sustainability: C]

[Precision: A]

[Growth:? ? ? ]

[Special ability:? ? ? ]