The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 169 One Person's Rescue

"Who is this person?" was the question Hannibal was thinking.

Besides this question, Quinn and Old Joey were still thinking, "Where did this guy come from?"

But these questions, obviously, will definitely not be answered in a short time, because this moment is the moment of life and death. Harley Quinn quickly stabilized her mind, taking advantage of the time when the bullets were blocked by this guy , hurried to a relatively safe place.

"Old Joey, get Ziliang here!" she shouted.

Don't look at Old Joey who is usually clumsy, but when fighting, he has an extremely accurate grasp of the form. When to go up and when to run, he is very clear and unambiguous. For example, at this moment, he is actually still Before Quinn could speak, he rolled over in front of Hannibal, grabbed his neck, and threw Hannibal directly into Quinn's corner.

The "throwing" mentioned here means "throwing" in a literal sense, and the power is fierce and the speed is extremely fast. There is no way, if you make a graceful parabola lightly, then Hannibal will become a living target.

Hearing a muffled "kuang", Hannibal was directly slapped on the wall, but on the bright side, at least the others did not suffer any unnecessary gunshot wounds.

Immediately afterwards, "Get out of the way!" Old Joey yelled, and flew desperately from mid-air to that corner. It's hard to imagine how much effort he had to make himself jump so fast!

Half a second later, there was another bang.

Very good, now, the three of them are all crowded in this small corner, but it can still be called a bunker for the time being.

Quinn didn't say much, and pushed Old Joey away from Hannibal's body, and then directly inserted his hand into the blood hole in Hannibal's chest.

"Pfft—" Hannibal spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and then began to cough violently.Old Joey saw that the situation was not right, so he immediately started to hold Hannibal tightly. In this way, the blood came out of his mouth with every movement of Quinn in his body, how cruel and cruel it was. .

But fortunately, human lungs are very fragile, so the bullet just penetrated them directly, and then got stuck on the ribs behind the chest. If it hits the muscles, it might swim somewhere with the movement It's over.

"Hold on!" Quinn said anxiously, and then, with a jerk of his finger, the bullet was forcefully pulled out of his body. Immediately afterwards, Quinn immediately covered Hannibal's bloody body with his other hand. Wound
And the gushing blood gradually stabilized, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the burly man who suddenly appeared also started to move. No, in fact, he glanced at the positions of the three people behind him and judged that they were not in the shooting range for the time being. He had already started to move. He didn't do anything. The superfluous or flamboyant movements didn't even dodge. Instead, like a wolf that was preying, it lowered its waist, faced the dense gunfire, and rushed straight at the group of robots.

A cold light flashed.
Anyone who saw this scene would have some doubts, because the man did not have any weapons on his body, and where did the knife light come from, but then another doubt, or shock, followed, because with it The first robot in hand-to-hand combat had already been divided into several sections within this instant, and the gunshot wounds thrown to both sides by a huge force made a loud bang.

Those robots have no fear, and they don't know how to shout, otherwise, under this blow, the remaining people must have realized that the stubble they encountered was so hard that bullets can't penetrate it, but, An order is an order, so the gunshots are still going on, mixed with the thumping of the steel, the burly figure is getting faster and faster, the shadow can hardly be seen in the narrow space, and the sound of sharp blades cutting through the wind is continuous Constantly, amidst these mixed and dense sounds, the short period of a few seconds was also stretched to an incomparably long time.
Finally, after the last bang, everything came to an abrupt end, only the whistling wind blowing in from the window, which made the listeners feel slightly apprehensive.
The footsteps sounded from far to near. The man walked past the bunker, and in a real sense, appeared in front of everyone.

I can't tell how old this person is, maybe in his 40s, or maybe 60 or [-] years old. His hair grows wildly like every hair has its own thoughts, and his beard is also messy. He looks like a man who spent the night next to the trash can. tramp.

But that body is absolutely different. It looks like a body of flesh and blood, but it always gives people a hard texture of copper and iron walls. At this moment, the dirty vest of this person has been covered at this moment. The blood was stained red, and it was obvious that the blood was his own.Those bullet holes clearly penetrated the vest, but there was no wound behind the vest.
The most frightening thing was that on his tightly clenched fists, a few bright steel claws pierced through his fingers, emitting a chilling sharp light in the night.

Seeing such an image, almost everyone can only pray that this person is not their enemy.

Fortunately, for Hannibal and others, not only is this guy not an enemy, but he is also a reinforcement who came to save him.

"Is there anyone named Hannibal among you?" The man frowned and said, oh yes, there is still a bullet hole in this man's eyebrow at the moment, and with a wrinkle, he was squeezed out , fell to the ground.
"Who are you?" Old Joey moved forward a little, blocking Quinn and Hannibal.

The man gave old Joey a big up and down.
"Well, fat, big belly, bearded, you are old Joey, right?" said the man, then tilted his head and looked at the two people behind him: "The woman is Harley Quinn, and the half-dead man is Hannibal okay Now, it should be you, so let me introduce myself, my name is Logan, nice to meet you."

Logan briefly introduced himself, and the steel claws that made people look frightened slowly retracted between his fingers.

"So... how did you come here, and why did you help us?" Quinn asked, not because she was suspicious, but because the person in front of her seemed extremely dangerous.

"Oh, this question is a long story, anyway, Ziliang asked me to come here to help you." Logan obviously knew what they were going to ask, so he answered first: "So what's the problem, let's talk about it later, now I I have to take you out of here, and if you are Ziliang's friends, then please take care of him when you get to the camp, that bastard almost smoked all my cigarettes!"

Logan said angrily.
(End of this chapter)