Chapter 172 Fighting in the Chamber The rattling sound continued. Worried that "Hammer" Et might have a certain sense of danger, Lumian only roughly determined the height and pulled the trigger. boom! The bullet went through the curtain, leaving a burn mark. Before that, "Hammer" Et's hair stood on end, and he didn't care that he was still peeing, and suddenly fell to the side. The yellow liquid splashed everywhere. The bullet grazed "Hammer" Et's arm and hit the wall, bouncing back and almost hitting Lumian. Having missed the target, Lumian dropped his pistol, grabbed the two sides of the curtain, and pulled it down violently, aiming at "Hammer" Et. Before "Hammer" Et recovered from the pain caused by the contraction, his eyes went dark and he was wrapped in the off-white shower curtain. He did not panic. He rolled over and hid beside the bathtub. Then he grabbed the shower curtain with both hands and swung it forward like a weapon. With a "puff", Lumian's heavy fist was slightly deflected by the bound curtains and failed to hit "Hammer" Et's head. Et took the opportunity to stand up and ripped his pants with a loud swish. He swung his fist hard, hitting Lumian like a hammer.

Lumian quickly raised his arms to block, but found that the opponent's strength was so great that he could hardly bear it. He had to take a step back to steady himself, and as soon as Et turned the situation around, he immediately chased after him, punching with both hands alternately. Relying on his height and long arms, he had greater strength than his opponent, and without using any other techniques, he just fired straight punch after straight punch, like a cannonball bombarding Lumian. It was only then that he saw the attacker clearly: His hair was blond with black, his eyes were bright light blue, and there was a ball of white paper stuffed in his nose, which looked very strange. Charles? The Charles who killed Maggot and seriously injured Wilson? At first, he was shocked, but then he was filled with joy. He’s not that strong. I can definitely kill him! The space in the bathroom was very cramped. Lumian, who was enduring the stench, only blocked two punches from the nearly "giant", took two steps back, and was forced to the side of the door. At this time, the gangsters outside heard the gunshots and ran over. One of them grabbed the handle and pushed the door inward. Lumian's left leg, which was about to dodge "Hammer" Et's low kick, suddenly swung back and slammed heavily on the door. With a clang, the wooden door that had just opened a crack closed again, almost hitting the nose of the gangster outside. Seeing that they couldn't open the door for the time being, the gangsters all drew their pistols and aimed at the wooden door from high to low, but they didn't dare to actually shoot. They still had some brains and knew that the bathroom was small. They also didn't know who was blocking the door. If they shot blindly, they could easily injure or even kill the "Hammer" boss by mistake and change the situation of the battle. At this time, Lumian kicked the door from behind, lowered his body, avoided the straight punch of "Hammer" Et, and moved to his side. He used fists, elbows, knees and kicks in succession, each time aiming to interrupt the enemy's attack before he could fully exert his strength. This is like asking a fighter who is used to using the "hey ha" sound to generate power to only be able to say "hey" every time and not "ha", and before he can generate power halfway, his opponent will take the initiative to meet him and forcibly block it. After Lumian changed his fighting strategy, the power gap between the two sides was greatly eliminated. Not only did he turn the situation around a little, but he also took advantage of his greater flexibility and ability to perform extraordinary movements to try to move his body and change his position. Not long after, the person blocking the bathroom door with his back was "Hammer" At. "Iron Hammer" Et was worried that his men were not smart enough and would be shot dead by a volley of fire from outside, so he hurriedly shouted: "No, shoot!" Although the gap was narrowed by Charles' skills, "Hammer" Et was not discouraged at all and was extremely confident.

As long as he performs normally, in the environment of the bathroom, he is confident enough to kill the opponent directly. The only question is how long it will take. Of course, "Hammer" Et was not careless either. He used his fists and feet continuously, trying to force Lumian closer to the window to leave space for his men to open the door and enter. He was worried that the other party had some extraordinary abilities, and felt that if someone could use a pistol to help him, he would be able to get rid of the enemy faster and better. Bang, bang, bang, bang, facing the full-force attack of a "fighter", although Lumian did not show any signs of defeat, he also felt the strain. During this process, "Iron Hammer" Et's eyes kept scanning the surrounding situation, fearing that the other party had set up traps or ambushed powerful helpers. His eyes glanced over the edge of the tub and saw an open metal vial. What is that for? Just as the thought flashed through Hammer At’s mind, Lumian showed a sarcastic smile and cursed while blocking with difficulty: "Useless, stuff! "Still waiting, people outside, come in and help!" With a buzzing sound, "Hammer" Et's anger exploded. He no longer cared about anything else and launched an extremely violent attack. "provocative"! Lumian added the ability of "provoke" to those two sentences just now! Faced with the violent "Hammer" At and the powerful blows, he struggled to hold on, occasionally relying on the flexibility of a "dancer" to change his position. Before he knew it, he was forced close to the wall with the windows. This left space for the bathroom door to open, but the gangsters outside were afraid that kicking the door too hard would hit the "Hammer" boss's back, so they only dared to push it inwards tentatively, little by little. At this moment, Lumian, whose sense of smell seemed to be destroyed by the stench, keenly noticed that the power of "Hammer" Et had weakened and the speed of his attack had slowed down. The drug worked! Lumian dodged to the side, steadied his feet, and launched a counterattack with his waistband arm and fist. boom! The arm of "Hammer" Et, who blocked his punch, trembled noticeably, and his eyes revealed a mixture of astonishment and panic. Why, why has my strength become so much weaker? Why are my reactions slowing down too? As soon as Lumian grasped the opponent's condition, he delivered two consecutive straight punches, forcing the enemy's arms open. Then he approached, slightly turned sideways, and used his left elbow to slam into the opponent's chest. "Hammer" At didn't have time to react and dodge, and was hit by an elbow, which cracked his bones, made his vision go black, and his chest became stuffy. Lumian didn't give him a chance to adjust. He straightened his body and let his right fist, which was ready to strike, hit the prey's abdomen from bottom to top. He never expected that the bottle of knockout drugs could make "Hammer" Et fall unconscious directly. After all, the opponent could weaken the effects of some extraordinary abilities purely by physical and mental means, and he should have a high resistance to knockout drugs. Moreover, no matter how small and semi-enclosed the bathroom was, it could still accommodate a bathtub, toilet and washbasin, which would greatly weaken the effect of the knockout drugs. What Lumian hoped was to use the drug to weaken the fighting ability of "Hammer" Et, making his reaction slow and his strength much lower. In that case, the balance of victory will tilt uncontrollably! puff! After being hit in the abdomen, "Iron Hammer" Et instinctively straightened his body and became shorter than Lumian. Lumian seized the opportunity, raised his fists, and slammed them behind his ears on both sides. boom! Amid the random sounds, Et’s eyes went dark and he fainted. This is an effective double-edged attack against the addition of drugs. Lumian squatted down and held the "hammer" to block in front of him. This was because the gangsters had opened the bathroom door for a few seconds, but because "Hammer" Et had his back to them the whole time, blocking Lumian's figure, they did not shoot.

Now, they saw the "Iron Hammer" boss, who was as tall and strong as a giant, being knocked unconscious by the attacker. Lumian held up his "hammer" and said to the group of people at the door with a smile: "Shoot? Why don't you shoot?" One of the gangsters saw the other's iconic blond and black hair and his handsome face, and suddenly had a series of associations. "Charles? Are you Charles?" he exclaimed in surprise. The same Charles who killed Boss Maggot and threw Boss Wilson off the fourth floor? Charles of the Savoy? Is he here again? Lumian keenly sensed the gangsters' sudden intense fear, smiled, patted "Hammer" Et's shoulder, and helped him brush off some dust. Then, he supported "Hammer" At and walked towards the bathroom door step by step. At the same time, he curled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "You have two choices. One is to exit this room now and go to the boss of your Sting Gang for help. The other is to be killed here one by one by me." As he spoke, he walked forward, with a smile on his face and cold eyes scanning the faces of each gangster, as if he was thinking about how to kill them. The gangsters couldn't help but tremble slightly, and a similar thought emerged in their minds at the same time: Anyway, the "Hammer" boss has been caught by him, and shooting us will only hurt him, so we might as well ask the boss for help! "Hmm?" Lumian nasally urged them to make a decision. In a flash, as the first gangster turned around and fled out of the room, the rest of the people gave up the confrontation. When the place was deserted, Lumian breathed a sigh of relief. If those guys were really ruthless and not let their fear control their minds, the small environment of the bathroom and the ten guns would be enough to shoot him to death. Of course, "Hammer" Et has no chance of survival either. It takes at least four minutes to run from here to 126 Market Avenue... I must finish the interrogation before "Black Scorpion" Roger and the others leave, leaving enough time to leave the scene and find Baron Brinell at the Breeze Ballroom... There are only four minutes... While analyzing the current situation, Lumian squatted down and leaned "Hammer" Et against the door panel of the bathroom. Then he removed the prey's shoulder joints, tied his legs together with a shower curtain, and opened the windows to allow wind to flow from both sides. After doing all this, Lumian took out the paper ball from his nose, took out the small metal bottle filled with the foul-smelling gas, and put it to the nose of "Hammer" Et. A sneeze! "Hammer" Et sneezed and opened his eyes. Lumian immediately took back the small metal bottle and screwed the lid on, leaving the other party in a relatively weak state. "What do you want to do?" After seeing the person in front of him clearly, "Hammer" Et asked fearfully and anxiously. (End of this chapter)