big devil holmes

Chapter 126 The Bohemia Scandal ([-])

Sherlock didn't care about his performance at this time, and he had already shocked the other party to such an extent. Naturally, he couldn't just let the other party grab his shoulder all the time, so as soon as he grasped the other party's wrist and his shoulders sank, In this way, he broke free from the opponent's hand that was strong enough to crush concrete into slag.

Nyazi is a trainer of the most elite battle regiment of the Crusaders. He deals with powerful fighters who can become Tier [-] contractors. Although he has not actually fought on the front line, he still has excellent strength. How can he think of himself? The hand was broken free by a miscellaneous fish just like that.He didn't know how the other party did it, but in a blink of an eye, a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and with a wrong foot, his arms seemed to be sandwiched between two steel door panels, and he smashed down the other party's head .

The wind at night seemed to be a little colder, blowing away the heat that was transpiring from a distance, and made Sherlock more focused on explaining the other party's lightning-fast movements, which in his eyes gradually became slower. The power that had been scurrying around frantically after the cure seemed to have finally found a channel worth venting.

With his staring eyes, he clearly saw the huge palm that was photographed against the face, and also saw the thick calluses on the palm of the other party. At this moment, the strong wind blew past his pupils, but he didn't make him blink. , At the same time, he stomped on the ground with one foot, advanced instead of retreating, and pushed his shoulders into the opponent's arms. All the bloody smell, and then perch, elbows protruding, the muscles in the waist and abdomen squeezed out a huge brute force for a moment with that unexplained momentum.

"Bang" sound.

In the night wind, it sounded like the huge bell on the banks of the Thames.

And with the purest muffled sound of muscle clashing, the bodies of the two flew out together, smashing the guardrail beside the clock tower, falling vertically at a height of more than ten meters, and smashing the church The dome of the church opened a big gap between the oil paintings printed with the holy light shining on the world, and then smashed into the hall of the church extremely tragically!
The strong scent of incense irritated Sherlock's nasal cavity, and there was a trace of blood in this smell.

Maybe it was his own blood, maybe it was the other party's, it doesn't matter, in short, this bloody blood makes Sherlock very satisfied.

In the next second, a scream sounded.

A sharp palm that could almost tear through flesh and blood roared, and Sherlock's body was lifted up strangely out of gravity. Immediately afterwards, the ground just under him was cut into a distance of more than half a meter by a huge force. .

He raised his head, looked at Teacher Niaz, and noticed the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, as if seeing some kind of stimulant in the air.

"Do you know what the most boring thing in life is?" Sherlock asked suddenly.

Niaz ignored him. He was undoubtedly extremely angry about being injured by a low-level contractor, and he was so angry that he let out gasps in his throat!

So he rushed over without stopping for a moment!

A third-tier contractor, even if he is a manipulator, has great physical strength. This movement actually brought out a piercing roar, and his thick arms are stretched to the maximum limit, even possessing a distance that is closer than the visual distance. Wide attack range.

As a trainer, although he has no experience of life and death on the battlefield, but through sufficient theory and countless times of training, he has the most optimal attack method at the moment.

So this time, Sherlock didn't hide, or in other words, he didn't hide at all, but was excited, looking forward, feeling the suppressed power in his body, and he could only feed him in the most tragic way. He directly hugged him by the waist, but he didn't panic, but made a sound for a moment. He didn't know if he was talking or shouting because of the pain. Anyway, because the trachea was squeezed, the voice became hoarse Weird shriek.

He was hugged like this, and crashed all the way, crashing down the entire wall, and then the church's confessional, and the huge painted screen. The huge impact made Sherlock cough up a mouthful of blood.Under this kind of impact and squeeze, he should have already turned into two knots, but he just coughed up a mouthful of blood.

In hell, a trail of blood flowed from the mouths of the pitch-black giant and several hell dogs at the same time.
Of course, Nyazi did not see this scene, so he was still desperately exhausting all his strength to make his face hideous and terrifying, and his facial features were completely distorted, as if he was manipulating the devil, The panting sound was heavy and intense, and the pupils of his eyes were bloodshot and scarlet!He knocked over the burning candlestick, and the hot wax oil and fireworks entangled himself, and the fire was cooking, but as a third-tier contractor, short-term burning could not effectively affect it. Injured, he was still frantically squeezing the body around him until he hit the giant pillar in the center of the entire church with a 'boom', and crashed directly, the huge stone began to fall down, smashing firmly on the emaciated body below, and buried it mercilessly.
It wasn't until this moment that teacher Niazz finally exhaled a breath of foul air, dissipated the embers of fire from his body with the wind of his palm, and panted as if exhausted.

"Ah"

A very weird guy, maybe the peak of the second stage, but to be able to withstand such an attack in front of him, this person must be a genius, if he reaches the third stage, then he may be another powerful person who can be included in the roster figure.

But it doesn't matter, he's dead anyway.
Nyazi thought this way, because under that level of crazy oppression, all the organs of the other party must have been crushed, and no one could survive.

No one survived, not even Sherlock
However, those tentacles in hell seem to have finally got some kind of opportunity. They finally stopped sucking the corpse that had been lying for several days, and finally started to go crazy, wriggling, sucking, incomparable Excited, the five-meter-tall pitch-black giant quickly shriveled under this crazy suction, turned into some inexplicable nourishment, and began to temper a certain body in another plane. With a body!

But in the real world, at the moment when Niaz turned around and was about to leave.
There was only a slight sound, which was the sound of some small stones rolling down from the top of the rubble ruins. Almost at the same moment, a hand suddenly came out from it and grabbed the opponent's throat!

Incomparably fast and incomparably stable, at the moment when no one reacted, he had already dragged a thin body to Niazi, and his bony palm directly blocked the supply of the trachea and blood vessels, pressing it against the On the ground, at the same time, a clenched white fist slammed into his chest firmly, just outside the bones protecting the heart, like a steam chariot charging at full speed, hitting his entire chest almost collapsed, Then, this force exploded from his chest to his body, shaking his head so much that it started to roar.

Of course, this was just the beginning. Sherlock's pupils were staring at the tiny area on the left side of his chest without blinking, as if the serious injury he received just now couldn't affect him at all, and he also spit out blood from his mouth. A large amount of fists spewed out every time he swung his fist, but he was still beating the opponent's chest crazily. At the moment when he heard the first bone fracture, he put his four fingers together, turned into a knife, and thrust into the opponent's chest abruptly. Among the flesh and blood, he grabbed the broken bone, broke it recklessly, and pulled it out!

During this whole process, Teacher Niaz naturally couldn't just bear it. He held Sherlock's wrist tightly with one hand, trying to break it apart, and kept beating on Sherlock's body with the other hand!

Head, neck, ribs, back, but no matter what, they couldn't interrupt the opponent's concentration, even the person didn't block or dodge, just spit a lot of blood on his face one by one, but he Why is there so much blood in his body? It seems that there is an invisible blood bank supplying it, and he is using this method to continuously make the blood around him more refined and pure.

The giant's corpse in hell was constantly being consumed, and the black skin began to sag and collapse, until only a thin black film was left.

In the real world, the bone was finally pulled out, and a beating heart was clearly visible through the crack.

At this moment, Teacher Niaz finally panicked. He didn't understand what was going on at all. He wanted to say something, but his lips were murmuring, but he couldn't make a sound.

Sherlock didn't care what he wanted to say, but focused on inserting his hand into the gap in the opponent's chest, curled his fingers, grabbed it, and then pulled it out with a sense of strength!
At this moment, the heart seemed to be unresponsive, and was still working hard. On the ground, Teacher Niaz did not even react to the imminent death. He just gasped loudly, and did not even have time to close his eyes.

Sherlock was covered in blood, panting heavily, and the fatal pain all over his body let him drip freely.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, grinning his bloody mouth:

"The most boring thing in life is to keep doing what you can do"

he said
But the body could no longer bear those injuries, or the almost extreme exhaustion after tempering, I only felt that my eyes went dark, and I fell down on the spot with a bang.

And at the moment before he lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a few scattered footsteps outside the church
(End of this chapter)