big devil holmes

Chapter 237 The Hound of the Baskervilles ([-])

The moonlight is clear, the killing intent is strong, and the night wind is blowing between the two, it seems to be the most peaceful scene, but the thick smoke, the people struggling to get up on the ground, the scattered bullet casings on the ground, howling, and Among the several steam chariots in the distance, the driver who spent half his life finally climbing out of the cover made this moment extremely strange.

At that moment just now, the man in front of him with gold-rimmed glasses completely overturned the entire convoy.

A real dry flip in the physical sense
How many third-tier contractors does the empire have?There are a few who can achieve this level. All those who still retain consciousness can only feel amazement and fear. The speed is faster than the wind and bullets, and the fist is heavier than the boulder falling from the landslide. This is just a The contractor, the quiet hill-like demon not far away has not moved yet. Faced with such a scene, it seems impossible for anyone to have even a trace of fighting spirit.

But what made everyone even more unbelievable was that the person in charge of the experimental demonstration, who seemed to rely on his brain for food, and was said to have taken care of all the brain-consuming items during the entire experiment, why could he block such a punch!
No one can figure it out.

There was no time to think about it, because Sherlock had already said, "Go over there"

"it is good"

Killing intent, drowsiness, and drunkenness are all the same thing. When sleepy at 5 o'clock in the morning on a winter day, no one can leave the bed, but when drunk, everyone wants to drink a few more glasses.

In the same way, if the killing intent is strong enough to a certain extent, then the whole body must be bathed in blood, and the bones will be broken!
Sherlock walked up to the huge transport vehicle, leaped lightly, and reached the roof, tightly clenched the unprotected fleshy hand, bang!With a bang, it slammed into the container loaded behind.

Cracks began to spread along the place where the fist hit, and the dark blue demon tranquilizer inside began to flow out.

Then, the figure leaped high again, and landed in the snow field dozens of meters away in an instant, and just like that, left the people who protected him.

However, no one stopped him.
The entire convoy has nearly 100 people, but they all know that the people who need to be protected are themselves
That piece of snow has been covered with snow all winter, far away from the traffic route, without any clearing, the moonlight shines on it, it looks like a silver beach, those soldiers who have not fainted look around blankly, only feel that the road just now The figure was swallowed by countless rays of light, peaceful but dangerous.

That is to say, at almost the same time, a hurricane followed by roaring away, pushing countless snow accumulations to the sides. In fact, the distance of tens of meters is not close, even if it is a red-eyed bird. It takes a few seconds for the wild horse to run over.

But in the eyes of Sherlock and Baskerville, it is actually terribly short.

It was such a wordless rush, it was still in front of the crowd a moment ago, and now it has come to Sherlock, even faster and more ferocious than when he was dodging the shot just now, and there is even a pure desire to use the speed at this moment , The heroic feeling that crushed Sherlock.And under the blessing of this terrifying speed, a fist that broke through mountains and rocks smashed down on Sherlock's face in a state of speed pushing speed, power superimposed power.

People in the distance couldn't see clearly what kind of collision the two nail-like silhouettes were colliding with, but in that instant, a huge explosion without heat came in the very center of the entire snow field, and the impact brought Unbelievable winds blasted a large hole in the snow that had accumulated all winter.

The air waves in the snow, the gravel, smashed on the faces of everyone around, bulletproof vests, and helmets, and even a few people were hit in the nose by the stone hidden in the snow curtain, and they couldn't stop Bleeding profusely, until at this moment, these heavily armed soldiers finally understood that the reason why they were not dead was because the other party did not intend to kill them.

Like the guy said in the first place, he just wanted the demon, and the people in the car.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It didn't sound like a physical collision, it was more like the huge roar of those heavy machines in the factory, and in the distance, there were only two people, so this was what happened when they were fighting. The gust of wind, a random simple movement, hitting the ground, can splash a few flying stones, which hit the eyes, startling nearly a hundred trembling hearts.

But everyone clearly understands that the battle has not yet begun.
The battle between the third-tier contractors is not about humans, but demons, so the breathing hill hasn't moved yet, which means everything hasn't started yet, it's just a warm-up.

And at this moment. Suddenly, under the cover of the explosion sound in the distance, "Kala~Kala~"

There was a slight sound, and some people with good ears heard it, so they turned their heads following the sound, and saw the sedative had already flowed out of the vessel containing the third-tier big devil behind the huge transport vehicle. dry, and a pair of big hands intertwined with flesh and bones are slowly squeezing through the glass, stretching out
Then, he tore the thick glass to make a wider opening, and stood up as if he had just woken up from a big dream. A giant who just woke up from a deep sleep, although compared with the mountain in the distance, seemed a bit thin, but the streamlined body The agility and strength contained in it are still invincible after being washed away by the moonlight!
Crimson woke up.

Then, the mountain in the distance also woke up.

Waking up so lazily, heavy, and slowly, like a mountain lifting its heavy head, the scales covering the body surface rubbed against each other, and some sparks appeared unexpectedly.

Baskerville's Hound, this is a name that is spread on the front line of Hell's Gate, and Baskerville himself has never given any name to his demons. Mountains and hounds are irrelevant things, but he doesn't care , because no matter what, once it is in my hands, it will only be squinting bloodthirsty eyes, baring bloody teeth, fingertips are all pieces of flesh that have been torn from a living body, and the scales are not clean bloody.

At this moment, the huge body about six meters high leaned over and rushed into the snow curtain, and the hound naturally moved accordingly, and with this movement, everyone felt that the whole ground was brought into a terrifying tremor , no one could have imagined that that heavy and thick body, suddenly started, was so full of arrogance and speed that it was unimaginable, just like a huge boulder of tens of millions of tons fell from an invisible mountain in the moonlight, roaring and smashing On the plain, some soldiers who were just injured and lying on the ground even spit out a few ounces of blood after being shaken by the terrifying shock!
And behind a scrapped armored vehicle, a civil servant wearing glasses stood dumbfounded. He had stood like this from the very beginning, staring at the two demons rushing towards the distance with incredible eyes.
Opened his mouth, trembling all over, still tightly holding the data that he read in the car just now
At this moment, he seemed to have seen some incomparably precious scene, and the fierce fighting was incoherent. After a long while, he finally yelled out:

"Pen! Give me a pen!!!"

(End of this chapter)