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Joyce moved slightly sideways to avoid the fist coming down from the tombstone, and hit his chest with his left shoulder, forcing him to take two steps back.

Then his right fist followed closely, and he swung out a powerful and heavy attack, hitting him hard in the abdomen.

"boom!"

The body is okay and quite firm.

So, take out the other one first.

The decision is yours!

scarecrow!

He stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and his body shot towards the scarecrow like a cannonball.

The scarecrow had now brandished his weapon and tried to attack him.

But after seeing that Joyce was much faster than himself, he realized that he might not be able to attack him.

So he quickly retracted his arm and raised the steel fork in front of him to block it.

The two huge forces collided, and the scarecrow's body involuntarily took a few steps back.

The steel fork pierced the ground to stabilize his body. After a moment of pause, he picked up the weapon and jumped up to stab Joyce.

And Joyce likes this kind of opponent who can't fly and likes to fly.

"Oh!"

Silver Ripple sprints!

Joyce raised his right arm to block the opponent's steel fork, then pulled it to the right and back.

The Scarecrow felt a little numb in his arm holding the steel fork.

Then Joyce slapped his left hand straight towards the Scarecrow's forehead.

His left hand even transformed into a shadow in the air, heading towards the scarecrow's head.

The speed was astonishingly fast, and layers of red ripples even formed in the air.

You call Scarecrow more or less afraid of fire, right?

As soon as his thoughts changed, the crimson ripples ran quickly!

But the Scarecrow's body is extremely flexible. He has been exercising his body every day since he was a child.

Through unremitting persistence and hard work, his body can be twisted to a degree that ordinary people can't.

He also developed extraordinary Jiu-Jitsu skills.

At this critical moment, he can even regulate his own adrenaline, enhance his reaction, muscle strength, resistance ability, etc.

In the midst of this flash of lightning, the scarecrow's body made a strange posture to avoid Joyce's palm.

At this moment, the tombstone had arrived behind Joyce. Upon noticing this, Joyce swung out his left hand and held the fork in his right hand.

Unable to fight back for the time being, ripples suddenly wrapped around his body at this moment.

"boom!"

The tombstone was so heavy that it hit Joyce's body with an iron rock.

Even with the protection of ripples, his body couldn't help but push out the steel fork with his right hand.

Come and go without indecent!

Joyce raised his hand and clenched his fist and hit the tombstone behind with an elbow.

Tombstone didn't expect that not only would his impact not hurt him, he would even be able to fight back.

Joyce's blow was so fast that Tombstone had no chance to dodge, so he had to raise his hands to block it.

His elbow collided with Tombstone's arm.

"Boom!"

The tombstone was directly knocked away, but his hard body was not damaged by Joyce's temporary attack.

At this time, the scarecrow's steel fork was heading towards Joyce's heart again.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick."

Joyce sneered, raised his hand and slapped the scarecrow's steel fork with a golden slap.

Joyce's palm collided with the steel fork, making a crisp sound.

"Snapped!"

The steel fork instantly turned into pieces, but Joyce's palm wind did not weaken at all and continued to bombard the scarecrow.

This time, he miscalculated and the adrenaline didn't work. There was no way to avoid it!

"puff!"

Scarecrow vomited blood, his whole body trembled and he fell to his knees.

He felt that his internal organs were about to be shattered, and severe pain spread through his limbs and bones.

Detroit Steel dropped from the sky in an attempt to save his comrades.

But how could Joyce allow him to succeed?

Lifting his leg, he kicked the scarecrow several tens of meters away, then took several steps back and away from the place.

As soon as he left, Detroit Steel landed with a crash, but just as his legs touched the ground, he didn't have time to point his weapon at Joyce.

Joyce stepped forward and slid a sliding shovel from the side to behind him.

Sendō wave kick!

He stood up quickly on his elbows before Detroit Steel could turn around.

The corrugated knee joint slammed into the joint of his left leg.

There were sparks and lightning all the way, and his left leg was broken directly.

Detroit Steel was unable to stand without a supporting leg.

Joyce stretched out his hands and inserted them into his right leg, and pulled hard!

There was the sound of metal breaking.

The Detroit Steel's legs are dead.

His body fell heavily to the ground, and he put his hands on the ground to stand up.

Unfortunately, he has lost his mobility.

Even with the protection of armor, the driver, Doug Johnson, was in dire straits.

He was just a relatively good pilot, and after retiring, he joined Hammer Industries.

Since Stark developed the Iron Suit, Hammer Industries also wanted a piece of the pie.

But it didn't work out until Justine Hammer took over.

Anyway, he didn't know what technology was used. Detroit Steel was developed, and then Doug Johnson was selected as the armored driver.

He felt very uncomfortable at this time.

The more than four-ton armor fell upright and fell to the ground. He suddenly felt that his internal organs were instantly injured, and he was even unable to move.

Countless precision parts are constantly flying from the body to the surroundings.

Joyce rubbed his numb hands, which were still numb when dismantling the Gundam with bare hands.

By this time, Scarecrow and Detroit Steel had lost their fighting power.

Joyce even slipped out the Detroit Steel driver and threw him aside.

After moving her joints again, Joyce looked at Justine directly in front of her and the four people near her, four women and one man.

There are two people in the back right, and there is another one called Tombstone on the left side.

If these eight people didn't swarm him, Joyce was still somewhat confident that he could kill them.

After all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and he does not want his life to be ruined here.

"What should I do? Together we still..."

A woman behind Justine looked at her and asked.

Before she could reply, Craven interrupted again.

"It's really embarrassing for me to besiege someone with you if I want to fuck you."

Kraven even looked disgusted, as if being with these people was discrediting him.

After hearing his words, Justine secretly cursed him as a bastard.

But she also knew that this group of people was unreliable, this group of despicable bastards, they had no idea what teamwork was.

And Justine didn't expect this group of people to be united.

Two of the women seemed bored by their argument.

They walked up to Joyce hand in hand and hugged each other.

"Hey! You're pretty good at it~"

One of the very alluring women said to Joyce, winking at him and showing a charming smile.