Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Sandy's expression changed slightly upon noticing the movement behind him. His reaction was incredibly quick; he began to dart around the edge of the road the moment he heard the wind.

"Boom!"

Two bullets nearly hit him in the back.

Sandy turned around and jumped a few steps, staring at Anran and Ella with a gloomy expression.

There's no escaping it now.

He knew very well that there was only one way to leave this place.

That means killing both of them.

"Your sister is a superhuman, something I didn't expect."

Sandy took a deep breath, his face showing no fear.

A superhuman?

It seems Sandy misunderstood.

An Ran sneered: "If you have something to say, say it later. I have no intention of letting you stall for time."

An Ran shouted to Ella, "Ella, guard the intersection and find an opportunity to strike."

In a head-on confrontation, the pistol wouldn't be of much use against Sandy, even though he was already injured.

As an executioner who had danced through countless gunfire, he was adept at dealing with light firearms.

An Ran didn't bring her mechanical arm armor; that thing was too conspicuous.

But for dealing with Sandy now, mechanical leg armor is almost enough.

"It seems we have no choice but to reveal our hand, or we might really die here."

Sandy had a cryptic smile on his lips, and then Anran saw him suddenly take out a syringe and stick it directly into his arm.

push!

Oops.

He calmly raised his gun and fired.

Sandy, who was already on guard, dodged to the side, but his arm was slashed and bled.

At that moment, Sandy threw the syringe away.

He charged straight at An Ran.

Fortifier?

Analgesics?

Or what is it?

I can't worry about that anymore.

brush……

Ding!

The mechanical blade shot out instantly, just in time to block Sandy's slash.

Anran could clearly sense that Sandy's speed and strength were much weaker than when they last met.

Nevertheless, she dared not relax for a moment.

After receiving the injection, Sandy exuded an inexplicable confidence.

His pupils gradually turned blood red.

As he swung the dagger repeatedly, the veins on his arm bulged, and a sudden slash was so powerful that An Ran was forced to take several steps back.

The speed increased so much that An Ran had to exert a lot of effort to keep up with his pace in the end.

Could it be a berserker potion?

She jumped safely onto the wall next to her.

Sandy's side was stained red with blood, but he seemed to have completely lost the ability to feel pain.

"Don't hide! Come and fight me head-on!"

"Is that all the speed you've got?"

"Thorn-"

An Ran felt a chill in her heart. Luckily, she dodged quickly, otherwise it wouldn't have been her sleeve that was torn, but her arm.

No, we can't win in our current state.

Are we stalling for time?

Anran immediately rejected the proposal.

Once she gives up, Sandy is likely to turn around and run away. Letting such a madman go is a big problem.

We absolutely cannot let him escape today.

An Ran glanced at Ella, just as Ella looked over.

laugh.

But I still have some trump cards up my sleeve.

An Ran crouched slightly, then jumped to the other side of the high wall, while simultaneously pressing the air pressure switch on the mechanical foot.

Second phase burst.

Current speed +55.

Waaaaah—

Anran seemed to be able to feel the air pressure surging within the foot, generating powerful energy.

She pushed off with all her might, and her whole body shot out at almost twice the speed before.

wow-

The white ribbon converged towards Sandy's neck.

Chapter 79 The Fear of the Dying

The narrow blade of the mechanical projectile reflected the blinding sunlight, finally converging near Sandy's neck.

His figure flashed.

An Ran ran a few steps forward without looking back.

Then she sprinted and climbed the wall again.

A few drops of blood suddenly splattered across his cheek.

Like raindrops falling gently.

The bright red color came partly from the sudden increase in wounds on Anran's cheek and partly from Sandy's neck.

Just as the two figures passed each other.

Anran and Sandy each made only two simple movements.

He swung his sword and dodged to the side.

puff--

Fresh blood fell onto the dust on the ground.

Just like the blood that flowed from Sandy's body.

An Ran stared at Sandy, and Sandy stared back at An Ran.

Sandy had a small cut on his neck.

An unexpected outburst, a fight where injuries are exchanged for injuries.

Although it was full of thrills.

But I was still a cut above the rest.

An Ran had a smile on her lips, but she only had 5 minutes and couldn't waste them.

Sandy touched his throat, and his hands were immediately covered in blood.

His eyes flickered erratically, like emergency lights, and this strange behavior made An Ran, who was attacking him, worry that he might suddenly self-destruct.

Human bombs are something like that.

Not only can players play, but terrorists and fanatics can also play.

In fact, Sandy's condition was very unstable, but he could hear knocking sounds coming from the radio.

If the connection is established, that's enough.

"when!"

The battle was moving too fast; Ella, who was watching from the sidelines, could see it clearly but was unable to intervene.

According to her calculations, as long as the other party pulls backward, she simply won't be able to catch up.

Normally, given Sandy's injuries, he should have been unable to maintain this speed long ago, but this situation is not in Ella's database.

How can I help Anran?

Ella began to think about this problem.

Trading blows for blows is disadvantageous for Anran.

"right!"

Ella suddenly screamed.

right!?

An Ran instinctively retreated quickly to the left.