Chapter 1124

Although Sloan is black, the contrast of blood and skin is not obvious.

But there was no blood flowing out of these bullet holes, but a plume of dark fog.

Sloan's movement is not affected, but more quickly.

Invalid physical damage?

Luke's mind flashed this idea. He left his hands and wiped his hands on his waist. Then two sabres were pulled out.

At the moment, the two men were close at hand, and Sloan's muser pistol was empty.

He threw away the muser pistol, grabbed it with a ferocious face, and roared, "I've used my trump card. Go to hell!"

Luke and he crossed in an instant, a series of dull cuts.

Sloan turned abruptly, his face full of shock and anger: "impossible. How can you be so strong! "

At the end of the speech, more than ten wounds on his upper body spewed out a lot of black fog, covering most of his body.

Luke also turned around. There was no smile on his face. He looked thoughtful. The smell of the black fog seemed to be an old acquaintance.

Even ordinary people can smell strong smell of sulfur and putrefaction from the black fog.

This, how can it be so like the smell of Mephisto's old monster?

Looking at Sloan's face and body on the opposite side, they all appeared a faint twist, as if they were going to turn into black fog.

Luke swooped up again, his Sabre turned into two groups of light, covering Sloan's upper body.

Even though Sloan had been cut dozens of knives, he still didn't choose to defend. A pair of fists came like raindrops. His movements were spicy and skillful. He was an expert in close combat.

The big boss of the Mutual Aid Association, Sloan, the old man who seems to be going to the coffin, is the ability to press the bottom of the box actually a fist rather than a gun?

It's so awesome.

So thinking, Luke's two sabres have a layer of invisible and colorless things.

Primary annihilation.

Pooh Pooh!

Once again, Sloan, who had dozens of knives in a second, lost his momentum, howled and rolled on the ground.

Just now, two sabres were attached by Luke and annihilated. At the moment when the two sides were interlaced, Sloan's arms and legs left home without hesitation.

Originally, he felt that he was deeply hidden and invincible, and immediately jumped into the street.

Sloan at this moment, the heart is broken.

This ability of physical and elemental damage is a gift he received from the destiny Weaver.

This ability is so terrible and so practical.

Relying on it, Sloan escaped from the desperate situation several times.

The big boss and father of the gold master of the mutual aid association is very powerful, but he still can't bypass him to control the Mutual Aid Association, because he has this terrible ability.

The only time the other side began to test, did not teach him not to say, but he doubled his revenge back.

Sloan didn't kill King's father directly. He just killed his top bodyguard.

After that, everyone is safe.

He continues to control the fraternity, and the father can only use the money to instruct the famous killers to act.

The relationship between the two sides is closer than that of employment, but it is definitely not a master-slave relationship.

Because of this ability, Sloan learned many kinds of fighting skills from the beginning to the end, making himself a powerful killing machine at both ends.

Physical damage is ineffective, but also let his physical burst without the limit of duration.

All the other members of the mutual aid association will be easily killed by him, so no one dares to resist him.

But using the ability of invalid damage will pay a price, and it will take some time to prepare.

Sloan knew that the price would be terrible, and he would never use it if he could. So he let his men be killed continuously, and he could not help it.

As long as you kill Luke, a powerful opponent, it's worth losing some of his men.

There is money and resources in the father of the gold Lord. If reserve talents are recruited to train for three or five years, there will be famous killers, and the mutual aid association will recover again.

And watching the fight between his men and Luke, he was sure that he could kill this crazy guy.

When the famous killer dies, he knows he can't do it.

Even if there are dozens of guard minions out there, John, the night devil, is just a group of grouse.

When it comes to hands-on, the first half is the same as Sloan's imagination.

Luke's bullet had no effect on him. He had two sabres, but he was only dying.

The black fog will soon come back to him, and he will be unharmed.

Many powerful enemies, just after seeing this kind of situation, break down and run away directly.

He decided to strike fast, catch this troublemaker, and then slowly torture to death, to vent his anger of being killed.Those famous killers are very useful tools. He really feels a little distressed when they are all dead.

But for the second time, it was Luke's one-sided short fight. Sloan was unlucky.

After being annihilated and attached by the junior, the sabre easily cut off his limbs.

But this time, he didn't spray black fog out of the wound again, as if it was closed by something, even the removed limbs still remained the same, scattered around.

Not only that, the original ability of no injury as long as the start, the pain will be greatly reduced after the injury, but now the wound is like being corroded by sulfuric acid.

Sloan was struggling on the ground screaming, his eyes full of disbelief and fear: "no, it's impossible. Why is that? "

What about the immortal body God gave me? How about limb regeneration? How about pain reduction? His mind was full of these thoughts, and even his physical pain could not suppress these questions.

Luke pulled back his knife and didn't care about the old man.

Sloan, who has lost all his limbs, is just an old fat sheep on the chopping board.

He picked up two mp7s he had just thrown away from the ground, quickly replaced them with magazine, and rushed out of the workshop with shaking figure.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

A gunshot rang out, and the guards' panicked calls mingled with it.

Then the gunshots became rarer and rarer, the shouts quickly disappeared, and finally there was a dead silence outside.

Then Luke came back.

Sloane was trying to move, his body was crawling like a maggot, and he was running to a certain passage.

He walked over without expression, took up his knife and flew a Ji.

Poop!

Duang！

Sloan froze, slowly moved down, saw his chest, abdomen Then it's gone.

The lower part of the lower abdomen has been kicked more than ten meters away by Luke.

There was a great pain, and he cried again.

Luke head also does not go back to the deep workshop, the corner of his mouth is raised: you can escape without hands or legs. I really think it's great to have abdominal muscles! Cut your waist, see if you can jump!