Abyss Express

Foreword:

Things are too good to last.

— Ernest Miller Hemingway

[Part ① Good job! ]

"Come on! Meteor!"

The evil ghosts wandering in the Shinto city at night are full of expectations and invite the criminals to a duel.

At this moment, there must be something wrong with the executioner's emotional logic unit. When he bent his arms to hug the frame, he could see the red light source emitted by the core of VENOM, as if the program had a bug and the fire alarm sounded.

He didn't know, didn't understand, and couldn't figure out why there was such emotion in his heart——

——In order to win, in order to defeat this brat, he turned off the pain suppressor.

This meant that he had to re-taste the pain, protect his body, and face his fear. But if there was no pain, the round when the kid used the ricochet technique and the shrapnel hit his head—the winner would have been decided.

The flames contained in the black stone intensified, and everything was disintegrating, including the executioner's personality.

"You want to fight! I will accompany you!" Meteor geared up and walked towards the enemy.

They are about the same height, more than 190 centimeters.

The prosthetic body of the night patrol has a special bipedal structure, with additional energy-absorbing pads. In order to jump and walk through the complex housing area, it has a bionic pad similar to a cat. The height is close to two hundred and five centimeters.

Ah Xing's eyes were fixed on the executioner's right arm, his muscles were bulging and his posture was standard.

When it came within one arm's reach, the red side moved first.

Hearing the sound of tearing the fabric of the trouser legs, Meteor swept his legs to hit Ye Xun's side femoral joints, trying to test the strength of the bionic man's nerves. Teach him how to play.

To determine the distance.

——The thought in his mind hadn't been extinguished yet, and a sharp siren sounded in his heart!

empty?

Is it empty?

He has practiced sweeping and kicking thousands of times, but it is empty at this distance?

The gods of the night watch do not seem to have such a thing as [joints]. During the range-finding round, the big black leather boots were kicked with a strong wind, and the executioner was in an upright boxing posture with arms folded. Tuck your legs in and step to the side.

Seeing that the seam of Ah Xing's trousers swelled and cracked following the sudden exertion of his leg muscles——

——The sole of the boot lightly brushed against the front of the executioner's thigh. He was like a voluptuous and flexible snake. He twisted his butt at will, gently avoided the fierce kick, and then quickly shortened the distance between the two of them. To face to face, fist to fist.

Meteor was off balance, the air strike felt terrible, he wasn't an android, and he didn't have electronic brakes in his body.

too close! Can only hit each other!

He shuddered all over, and when this thought flashed through his mind, he turned half a circle around the moment the kick kicked the ground, it was too late to return to the normal posture, and he had to make a change immediately!

"Bang--"!

Ah Xing only felt that the left side of his face was severely injured! It's hot and painful!

He whipped in a semicircular motion, and it was a solid blow—the Night Watchman didn't react.

However, as a result of the mutual attack, the opponent can also seize this opportunity to cause damage. The compound sight of the night patrol can lock the bullet, and the struggle and change of tactics after the meteor misses a hit is also expected.

Seeing the timing, the punches were stepped forward, and the punches of the two hit each other almost at the same time.

Ah Xing's arm swing left a white mark on Ye Xun's face. The sudden dizziness caused Ye Xun's jab to miss the target. A piece of skin, the fist wind rapidly enlarged the wound like a knife.

They failed to kill the enemy with one punch, and the two continued to fight each other before standing still.

Fist to fist, knee to knee, shoulder to shoulder, hugging and unlocking happened and ended quickly.

However, after more than ten rounds, Ah Xing's physical fitness reached the end. Originally, he exhaled like an arrow and inhaled like a cow. There were more and more scars on his face and body, and his face turned from red to purple. It seems to be unable to withstand the lack of oxygen and blood and lose strength.

The executioners wanted to continue beating each other, but their eyes suddenly went dark——

——Meteor's big forehead slammed into the bionic man's head, which Ye Xun didn't expect, and the barcode between the eyebrows was also scratched, the head was thrown back, and the fierce impact brought out a burst of clicking on the neck Strange sound.

Ah Xing got the upper hand and kicked the enemy out of the dangerous distance of fighting each other. Finally, he was able to take a big breath and was relieved from the state of exhaustion.

"Fortunately, my fucking brain works! Hahahahahaha!"

The executioner was staggered and lost his balance by the hammer, his forehead was lacquered, and the compound sight of the prosthetic eye lost its target. The moment he re-locked on the meteor, he followed up again, trying to bite the Homo sapiens tightly.

If he could keep the distance between each other, he was very sure in his heart - Bu Meteor was not his opponent,

The metabolism of Homo sapiens has a limit. The ten or so rounds just now did not give Meteor any chance to breathe. Every time we fight and exchange injuries, both sides must maintain a high degree of concentration, choose the attack route, find out the speed of punching, and kill the opponent. Attacking intent or absorbing damage, these judgment questions are for the executioner, and the VENOM agency will do a preview calculation for him.

But Bu Meteor doesn't have this kind of divine power, and his synchronization rate with Hot Wind is bound to be inferior to that of a bionic man with one body and two souls.

Just get close to him! can win!

In the eyes of the executioner, a fierce and high-spirited fire of victory was ignited.

He wants to win, wants to win this duel!

The original personality that had been sleeping in the body wakes up, and the synchronization rate of VENOM is declining.

In the past, they acted according to the mission objectives of the security center. During combat, they decided on tactical strategies based on VENOM's prompts and broadcasts. Like a marionette, they are always dominated by others.

At this moment, he is extremely eager to win, as if a part of Hot Wind's genes are at work, it is his nature.

If [Mr. Wham Rap·Wei Meng] allows the dueling parties to have a fair and just duel environment.

Then the opponent Bu Meteor has completely set the executioner on fire!

"It's burning! Meteor!"

From the standard VENOM of Night Patrol, a bright red light bursts out.

The second round of fighting game started again——

——A Xing didn't mean to avoid it.

He can't retreat. In such a narrow environment, the result of retreating is a loss of strength and imbalance. The transmission of power from the calf to the waist and arms requires the support of the ground. Opening the distance is equal to losing the opportunity.

He didn't respond to the executioner's battle cry, blood and sweat dripped from the wound on his forehead and cheek.

At this moment, silence speaks louder than words, and sharp eyes are the best answer.

The executioner’s cooling holes spit out scalding steam, and the hot internal energy left by the electronic brakes in the steel bones and muscles turned into a cloud of mist, and a ferocious figure rushed out of the mist, with bright red eyes like evil spirits, fierce He threw himself into the arms of Meteor.

Meteor calmly shook his head and hit back, and his chin had a new scratch.

The fake skin of the executioner's eye sockets and eyebrows fell off, and his body rushed forward, asking Meteor to fold his arms to subdue him, and then his lower body rotated on his own, and he asked him to unlock it when the two of them landed.

Unable to stretch his hands and feet on the floor, Meteor raised his fist and beat the executioner's skull. The first punch worked, but the second punch immediately hit the sharp elbow and fractured his middle finger.

The executioner wanted to get away from this terrifying twist, raised his arms, curled up his body, kicked the platform, and saw the enemy's knees coming at him quickly, and the bridge of his nose was split open by the top of his knees.

Meteor was about to chase, and pushed out with his knees for the second time, and exerted all his strength with his strong waist, but the executioner twisted his body and turned his head to avoid it. When they stood up again, they fought together again.

Ah Xing wants to dive down to hug his waist, trying to control the rhythm in his own hands. This bionic man is not good at fighting on the ground.

With his head down, he lost his high-altitude vision, unable to observe the movement of the opponent's shoulders and arms from a position of 192 centimeters, and immediately slowed down a bit——

——Strong wind blowing, from bottom to top!

An antelope fist came from the blind area of ​​vision, Ah Xing almost lost his eyesight, and his body tensed up to fall backwards.

The executioner leaned forward, ready to make up the knife, drew a virtual circle with his right hand, and wanted to throw layers of steam from the cooling hole to confuse the meteor's judgment. The enemy wobbled and seemed to be knocked down with the last blow!

The meteor stared at Venus and was dizzy. While backing up, he stretched out his hands to scratch the executioner's face. In just a fraction of a second, he clasped the deadly right wrist desperately, recovering from the deadly dizziness. Come on.

Fist down! It's down!

Ah Xing took the first punch hard with his stomach, and then opened his eyes wide. The severe pain in his internal organs made him foam at the mouth.

A powerful knee thrust knocked him off the ground, but his weight saved his life!

The executioner is not qualified to pursue him! His decisive round is over, and Bu Meteor's terrifying fighting will makes it difficult for him to attack in the right half, and can only cause these injuries!

Ah Xing is short again

Executioner: "Want to come again?!"

The sudden dive is so familiar, it is the source of pain for the executioner——

——If you are hugged by this guy and go back to the ground to fight, I am afraid it will be very difficult to win and escape

The first time the two came into contact! The executioner punches and raises his legs, his steel knees and elbows are going to smash the meteors into pieces!

But this time is different.

Wumingshi's warrior covered his chin with one arm, almost hiding the Tianling Gai in the other arm. There is no meaning of opening arms and cuddling! Like a dump truck, he crashed straight out!

The executioner left one leg off the ground, but when he wanted to fight back, someone grabbed his sore foot, his eyes were horrified.

Meteor let go of his defensive posture and leaned forward to the top. He stuck to the executioner's waist and abdomen at zero distance, locked his throat with one hand, and hugged his thigh with the other, trying to bring the enemy into the ground.

The executioner wanted to unlock it, but his right arm was still struggling with the arm that Meteor lifted his leg, and his left hand was already stabbing towards those piercing eyes.

"Crack——"

The two fingers sticking out made the fierce warrior bite tightly with his mouth.

"Woo!!!—" Ah Xing let out a deep roar from his throat!

After lifting and releasing, he grabbed the executioner's crotch and thigh, and slammed the 300-kilogram cyborg onto the processing pedestal.

At that moment, the executioner's spine was broken, and the lower body lost the command of the artificial nerve, turning into soft mud.

Meteor lost his strength and took two steps back, the surge of adrenaline made him feel dizzy.

The executioner slipped from the platform and fell to the floor, and the energy of the two VENOMs was about to go to zero.

Bu Meteor's face turned from purple to red, and then gradually turned pale, which was a sign of exhaustion and impending collapse.

"I won! Boy! I won!"

The executioner finally turned over, his eyelids were half drooping, as if he was about to turn off his phone and fall asleep at any moment.

But he doesn't want to sleep, he doesn't want to go back to that [Elysium], the ghosts in VENOM are guiding him, educating him, reminding him, asking him to make a choice.

"You won, congratulations."

Bu Meteor laughed loudly: "I'll just say it! You are not my opponent! Hehehe! Hahahahaha!"

Executioner: "Oh"

Bu Liuxing's eyes widened: "Why are you laughing! Shouldn't you be crying? Give me a hard taste of the shame of defeat!"

Executioner: "I don't know, Bu Meteor, I don't know"

The heat dissipation program of the artificial skeleton stopped, and the wind noise also stopped.

The blood on Bu Meteor's face gradually dried up.

There was more and more artificial blood in the executioner's mouth, like milk, and his blood was white.

"I feel very happy, Bu Meteor. Why is this happening? I feel very happy."

"Is it because I lost? Do I like losing?"

"What do I like? I never knew."

"How is this going?"

He looked at the palm, where the index and middle fingers bore teeth marks.

He looked at everything around him, the hot wind was blowing from the hole in the room.

"What's going on here?"

The sound of VENOM is getting smaller and smaller, almost inaudible, and everything is quiet.

The electronic prosthetic eye has entered the energy-saving mode, and everything becomes black and white.

"I don't know at all, I don't have a clue at all"

Bu Meteor didn't move, and the smile on his face disappeared. In an instant, this playful boy returned to the age of twenty-six, "What riddle are you talking about?!"

The executioner shook his head lightly, and the strained joints in his neck made a horrible cracking sound.

"I do not know I do not know"

He looked at the meteor, only to see a bright red between the black and white sky and the earth.

"Bu Meteor, I seem to be alive, but only for a while, just a few minutes."

Ah Xing didn't answer, he could feel a slight tremor in his right arm VENOM, it seemed that Hot Wind Boy was excited and angry.

Executioner: "It would be nice if I could live a little longer"

"Fight again?!" Bu Liuxing yelled loudly: "You come and fight me!"

Executioner: "Is it possible? Is it really possible?"

Bu Meteor: "What's wrong!"

[Part② What about yesterday? ]

The executioner shook his head, breathing weakly.

"I'm afraid not. I won't remember the story."

"There is a black mist that surrounds me, and I will fight with you. In just a few minutes of fighting for strength, I feel that everything has become clear."

"Chang Shi puts this kind of"

"Cough cough."

The executioner spits out more and more white milk, and the prosthetic eyes are completely blacked out. The most expensive sense in the human body is vision, and when death is approaching, the eyes are the first to stop working.

"We call this phenomenon split personality, we can't tell who we are."

"I will not meet you here, because this memory will be deleted"

"I'm not going to experience all this here because it's illegal."

"Next time we meet, I still won't be able to beat you—I won't learn any new tricks."

"Hot Wind·热风, can you hear my voice?"

Bu Meteor raised his right arm——

——The ghost didn't say a word, it seemed that Hot Wind had no interest in this strange child, even if it was his clone, the continuation of his genes.

Executioner: "Bu Meteor, did my father respond to me?"

Bu Meteor: "He spoke."

[What the hell are you talking about? ]

The executioner couldn't see anything, so he could only raise his head following the direction of the sound.

"In typical human schools, there are many, many angel babies like me."

"Chang Shi told us that to be as strong as Hot Wind·热风, we have to become fathers, to become phantoms of fathers, I have never seen fathers, never have."

"It seems that the moment the black mist dissipated, I saw him, but I could never be him."

"I want to hear his voice, but I can't seem to do it"

"What is the meaning of my existence in this world, what is my value?"

"Cough cough."

There is more and more blood, and the executioner will return to hell, but this part of the redundant data will not be included in the VR training course of Changshi.

"What did he say? Meteor?"

asked the executioner.

"Can you tell me? What did he say?"

"I heard what Hot Wind said!" Bu Liuxing shouted without thinking: "Good fight! You played well!"

Executioner: "Really?"

Bu Meteor: "I never lie! A man can't lie!"

The executioner struggled to get up, but the broken spine would not allow him to do so.

"It would be great if"

"It would be nice to have another round"

"I want to. I want to."

"think"

The android's breathing is getting slower and slower, which is a sign of exhaustion of energy.

He touched his right arm, gently stroking the red and black VENOM mechanism on the arm.

"I want to escape this cage that I am."

"I don't want it. I don't want it."

"gave it to you"

Meteor instinctively raised his hand to block——

——The VENOM mechanism of the night patrol flew in the air and hit his palm. Before he could grasp it, it turned into a cloud of black smoke and dust.

The executioner lost his vision, and his blood dropped sharply before death.

Enzyme cascades stop, body temperature plummets, and senses of taste and smell fade away.

There is no outer ear and inner ear structure, and the hair cells of the cochlear fluid are preserved, which allows him to hear some subtle sounds like ordinary people at the moment of death.

Hearing is the last sense of human beings before death.

Bu Meteor was surprised to see that his right arm was covered with black mesh: "What's going on?!"

Hearing the sound of nanomachines surging, the executioner swallowed his last breath.

The next time he comes into the world, he will no longer be him.

Without the support of the night patrol, the riot squad retreated steadily.

The damage caused by the unknown demon king has exceeded the acceptable range of the administrative center of Kanto City. The gods of the Japanese patrol rushed to support them and searched along the sides of the canal streets in the old city. The streets are full of scenes of hell on earth.

Also a clone of Hot Wind, Ri Youshen has much richer feelings and has great fear in his heart.

At this moment, at this moment, a drone descended from mid-air, and it was the [falcon style] god who came to the battlefield.

"You Guang, what are you hesitating about? What are you afraid of?"

The term [You Guang] appeared in pairs with [野卫] in mythology. It was the name of the day tour god and night tour god before they became enlightened. ghosts.

Soldiers from other departments call them "You Guang" on day patrol, and "Ye Zhong" on night patrol.

"Falcon style!" The Japanese patrol shouted loudly in Japanese: "The enemy coming this time is very powerful!"

The light spots in the mid-air gradually fell, and a burly, nearly three-meter-high giant stepped on the street.

He is a bald man, without a universal optical fiber interface, with fierce eyes, double pupils in the shape of a heart, and his body is covered with heavy armor, not naked like the two gods of day and night——

——The falcon-style god wears a full set of armor in a non-combat state, and his dark skin means that he also has a layer of inner armor.

The three-meter-tall giant grinned and said, "So what? Being able to defeat you doesn't mean anything—it can only prove your incompetence once again."

The Japanese patrol gritted his teeth and shouted: "Falcon!"

Falcon style patted the carrying equipment on his body, patted the huge gun pouch and combat weapons.

"I'm a soldier, you're just a guard, put yourself in the right position, you have to kneel when you see your boss, understand?"

Sun Xun's knees softened involuntarily, and the VENOM agency issued an order to make him kneel down, kneeling in front of Hayabusa without hesitation.

Hayabusa laughed.

"That's right! Good dog! Good dog!"

After all, the burly man boasted and raised his arms to squeeze out his biceps.

"I'd like to see what kind of bugs are messing you up? I'm an expert at dealing with Homo sapiens in VR training."

Jiang Xueming's voice came from a distance, and it came from the speakers of various radio stations——

"—It sounds like you are very powerful?"

The falcon-style eyes changed, from violent and vicious to cunning and evil.

"Hahahaha! Have you been eavesdropping all this time? You hide-and-seek rat?!"

Jiang Xueming: "I respect my opponents very much, of course I will collect information in advance - tell me, how good are you?"

Falcon style waved his arms, raised his chest and raised his head.

"I killed more than 40 elite soldiers like day patrol and night patrol!"

He gently pressed the Japanese patrol's head.

"The imaginary enemies in the VR training are all such high-value units that have experienced many battles!"

Jiang Xueming: "Great!"

Falcon said excitedly: "Right! Right! Only an opponent like you can bring me some fun!"

Jiang Xueming: "You killed more than forty people?"

Hayabusa showed a smug expression.

"That's right! That's right! Huh!"

Jiang Xueming: "Good job!"

Falcon style: "Heroes cherish heroes! Uh huh!"

Jiang Xueming: "What about yesterday?"

A falcon-like smile froze on his face.

"uh-huh?"