Abyss Train

Chapter 798: Spade Brand

[Part ①·Bond]

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

"Why are you so scared, Jack?"

"I smell fear more than ever."

Sullivan's eyes widened.

"Could it be that the thing hidden in your hand is a token of love between you and that Chinese man? Do you still have some kind of agreement with him? Is it a reward from him? Or... like the grease on your mouth that you can't even wipe off, is it proof that you ate Dolly?!"

"You don't love your horse at all!? You lied all the time! For a Chinese, can you be so cruel as to gut it? And feed it to your dying enemy?"

Little Jack felt weak all over, and his palms opened involuntarily! "I didn't lie to you, Mr. Sullivan! Please listen to my explanation! I didn't mean to eat Dolly!"

"So... what is this?"

Sullivan squatted in front of Jack and looked carefully at what little Jack was holding.

It should have been 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, and the buttons are gone.

Sullivan couldn't figure out what it was.

In the palm of little Jack lay a large yellow tooth, which looked like the canine of some wild animal.

This made Sullivan confused and puzzled. He still didn't understand it. He still couldn't figure it out.

  [——What is in Little Jack's hand?]

[Why is he protecting this yellow animal tooth like he is protecting his mistress who is not allowed to see the light of day?]

[It doesn't look like a horse tooth at all. Horses are herbivores, and it's rare for them to have canine teeth for tearing 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.]

[That’s exactly what happened…]

[But why did he break his own dog's teeth?]

[He looks like a dog lover.]

[When discussing the life and death of his family, he even knelt down to plead for the dog.]

"Jack, why do you have this canine tooth in your hand?" Sullivan raised his guard again, "Give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will kill you without hesitation."

"I was really scared just now!" Little Jack's eyes rolled around, his expression was like that of a naughty child who was playing tricks, unable to hide his true thoughts at all, "I was really scared! I often couldn't control my hands and feet... My neighbors all said I was a fool... Lord Sullivan! You can't expect a fool to be as rational, strong and calm as you!"

"You must be lying... How dare you lie to me! You..." Sullivan grabbed Little Jack's collar, trying to activate his soul power to completely control Little Jack.

Right now, right now -

——There was a "clicking" sound outside the door.

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

  [What is that?]

[What's coming?]

[My [Thyme] did not receive any attack.]

[It sounded like the footsteps of a Great Dane, the sound of paws on oak planks.]

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

He recalled the terrifying destructive power of the bullet shattered by the soul power when the strange Chinese man fired his gun. All of this made Sullivan shudder.

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

On the other side of the door panel, Wen Bucai was lying on the Great Dane's back, almost hanging on it, still looking pitiful and thin.

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

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

In the dining room, little Jack leaned against the door, and Mr. Sullivan was still pressing against the door, they were almost close to each other.

Only a few seconds passed.

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

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

  [if--]

[——If you are not talented, just stand outside the door.]

[In the next few seconds, at such a close distance, in a hand-to-hand combat situation of only thirty centimeters, I will be like a puddle of mud, being knocked away by that terrifying fist and turned into a mural in the room.]

To make sure of it! Sullivan wanted to make sure of it 100%.

He backed away quietly, fearing to alert the [monster] behind the door.

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

Jack had no choice but to take a gamble, with no way out.

  [Vincent! You're on the other side of the door! Right?!]

[You are my last resort! The only person I can rely on!]

[If the button I left in the dog's mouth, let you find my home through this little fate!]

[If you are here! Please help me! ]

[He is moving backwards. He is still moving backwards. He will soon be out of your range!]

[You can shoot him! You can beat him to pieces with your soul power!]

[Do something, Vincent!]

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

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

"You're not dead yet! This time I can see with my own eyes that you're dead! Go to the next [stairs]!"

Almost at the same time, Sullivan Okopela shouted out Hunwei's real name!

"Thyme!"

  Vincent took a deep breath - he saw the big dog beside him suddenly swell and deform, its eyes bulged out, and its skull and lower abdomen became deformed and huge!

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

  A huge amount of fungi and microorganisms accumulated and multiplied in the body, and the released gases were 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 an instant, a faint blue shadow appeared in the air, and the "dog bomb" flew towards Sullivan's face!

"No no no... no no no... He didn't even think about dodging or protecting himself! Instead, he just threw the 'bomb' back!"

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

Sullivan had no time to dodge. The moment his ability was released, he was hit hard in the waist and abdomen by the vicious dog. He was thrown to the ground with his legs off the ground, and was about to be lifted into the air by the terrible impact force.

At that moment, Sullivan heard the sound of broken ribs, his chest caved in, he had difficulty breathing, and severe pain came!

"Jack!" Vincent collapsed to the ground without support. The running along the way had almost exhausted all his strength. He shouted hoarsely: "Hold my hand! Give me a hand!"

  [Part ②: Iron Fist Sanction]

Little Jack was unable to change his kneeling position immediately, and he used all his strength to hold Mr. Vincent's hand tightly - he saw the blazing fire in Vincent's eyes, and also saw the vague illusion behind him like a divine manifestation.

  He grabbed Vincent's arm and threw him at Sullivan, the man-eating 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 surging passion was about to burst his heart!

  What comes out from Mr. Wen’s hands is endless vitality!

Wave him!

Pass him on!

Send him there!

  This was the only thought in little Jack’s mind!

Kneeling, begging for mercy, enduring every minute and every second in fear!

Amidst the toil and ridicule, he became a piece of fish at the mercy of others! Jack felt the rage that was about to burst out from Vincent's heart!

"Don't think you can defeat me, Oriental!" Sullivan still did not give up. He endured the severe pain in his waist and ribs and used the Great Dane on his body as a weapon.

  He pried open the hound's mouth, tore open the muscles of its jaws, and sprayed the dirty and deadly [Thyme] in its throat and esophagus towards the enemy flying in the air!

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

The final moment revealed the true intention! Just an arm's length away! They were already so close!

Vincent opened his eyes wide, and a strange roar came out of his chest. A dark blue phantom suddenly burst out from his body!

Sullivan saw it!

  [Is that Vincent's soul power?]

It looked like a human figure, a complete human torso, with an inverted spade seal on the chest, like a dark heart beating slowly, with rails connected to it! The armor on the arms was like the thick skin of a shark, divided into blue and black, evenly arranged on every texture.

He clenched his ten fingers into a fist, and with the strength of just one hand, he was able to deflect and redirect the high-pressure airflow in Sullivan's hand to other places. The high-pressure airflow left horrible marks in the room, almost cutting off little Jack's head, and cutting the lock of the wooden door into pieces above Jack's crown!

There is an 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 the Egyptian character [] representing life.

Deep blue skin with the texture of steel, and lower body as nimble as a cheetah.

In the moment when Sullivan was surprised, he did not forget his last bit of pride and stubbornness, and even maintained his handsome demeanor when begging for mercy.

"The Big Leader won't 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 would like to share the glory and wealth with you!"

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

“This is not a business.”

——The chaotic fist shadows fell down mercilessly like a storm, and the house was filled with sharp and piercing strange roars.

“Ah ...

To Little Jack, every punch from Vincent's soul was like the sound of a bullet breaking through the sound barrier and leaving behind an explosive note in the air! The continuous explosions were about to shatter his eardrums!

“Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da!!!—”

An incredible force hit Sullivan's body, along with the hound in his hand, which was shattered under the violent fist. Streaks of bright red blood spurted out from the spade-shaped wounds. This incredible divine power blew them up to the ceiling, gradually turning them into a horrible and hideous spade pattern.

boom--

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

On the wall, Sullivan's eyes rolled back and he was about to lose consciousness.

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

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

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Ogre. Actually..."

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

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

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

Close your eyes and die. Sullivan Okopela -

——He is dead!

Little Jack then got up from the ground, but he kept crying, just like a weak-hearted girl.

"Vincent! Vincent! Vincent!"

He could only shout the other person's name, and it was difficult for him to express how terrible the threat he had just received was.

Vincent counted the people in the room and pointed at Uncle Bayan who looked puzzled.

"A life."

Pointing to the panicked Aunt Bayan.

"Two lives."

Pointing to sister Anna who fainted from fright.

"Three lives."

Pointing to the dog that couldn't be removed from Sullivan's body.

"Minus half a bar."

His arms and legs were weak, so he put his hands on Jack's shoulders and fainted in little Jack's arms, mumbling in his sleep.

"We are even."

Little Jack bared his teeth at Vincent: "How can we even things out? You destroyed my house! And you brought me so much trouble! Sullivan died in my house! The most important thing is, the most important thing is..."

Brother Jack had a sad face, as if he was extremely aggrieved. He pointed at his nose and did math problems like a genius.

"You forgot me! You forgot me! Does my life no longer count? Look! I'm going to find a way to give it back to you, Vincent!"

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

——A golden arrow fell down.

It lay there, motionless.

  [Real name: ? ? ? ]

[Current name: Wen Bucai]

[Origin:? ? ? ]

[Soul Power: Alcoholism]

[Destructive power: A]

[Speed: A]

[Range: E]

[Sustainability: C]

[Precision: A]

[Growth:? ? ? ]

[Special ability: ? ? ? ]