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However, she quickly changed her posture, twisted her body and ran away.

What a joke, there is no way a monster like this could be held up for three minutes.

Not to mention three minutes, I can't even delay it for one minute.

However, she still underestimated Fisk's speed.

The footsteps behind her were getting louder and louder. When she looked back again, Fisk had already rushed behind her, and his broad hands were about to touch the ends of her hair.

The woman knew that she might not be able to escape.

It is better to fight to the death than to run for your life, I thought to myself.

The woman immediately swung the dagger in her hand and slashed at Fisk's palm. When she turned her body, her body, which was originally running forward, also twisted rapidly at an incredible angle, like a gyroscope. The shoes on her feet made a click, and sharp knives emerged, kicking towards Fisk's waist, ready to pierce his kidney!

but!

The sharp knife on the shoe is fake, and the sharp dagger is also fake.

The real dagger became invisible, like the tip of a spear, piercing through the air and stabbing Fisk's throat.

Deadly, vicious, and hard to detect.

At the critical moment, the chainsaw in Fisk's hand cut from left to right in front of her body. The gears of the chainsaw cut through the air and collided with the dagger that hid all traces. The woman's arm trembled, and she reluctantly let go of the handle of the dagger. The sharp dagger was knocked into the air by the chainsaw.

At the same time, Fisk's other fist had already hit the woman's cheek hard.

Soft, delicate, and covered with a layer of sweat, Fisk knew from the touch that this woman's skin must be smooth, tender, and well-maintained.

But unfortunately, with this punch, the latter immediately flew heavily into the air like a straw, but soon disappeared in a phantom.

Fisk's eyes moved quickly.

He clearly saw the light of a soul hiding behind the wall next to him.

But he didn't chase after her.

Because the green light on the roof began to move.

Mark Murdoch is trying to escape!

Fisk turned and went upstairs.

He happened to meet Mark Murdoch who was trying to escape through the window.

Mark Murdoch's mouth was still bleeding, but his movements were swift and powerful, as if nothing had happened. The powerful stimulant and breathing aid allowed him to temporarily get rid of the fatal wound of being shot through the chest.

Regained the ability to move freely.

When Fisk saw this, the chainsaw in his hand flew out immediately.

Mark Murdoch turned around and dodged, but obviously missed the best time to escape.

Although the chainsaw was still running and flew out of the window, a big hand had already grabbed Markmur Doc's arm.

Feeling the hand clamping his arm like an iron clamp.

Despair flashed in Mark Murdoch's eyes. He shook his arms to try to shake off the big hand, but Fisk's fist had already hit his back.

The silver colloid that was stuck on his back and looked like chewing gum began to ripple as the fist came. It then began to shake violently like a spring, and then quickly deformed and thinned until scarlet blood spurted out of it, along with striking white bone fragments and extremely creepy-looking internal organs.

After a soft "puff" sound.

Fisk's fist pierced Mark Murdoch's chest.

Just like wearing a candied haws, Fisk had Mark Murdoch embedded in his arm.

The breathing aid that Mark Murdoch had originally held in his mouth was also pushed out, and thick blood spurted out of his mouth like a column of blood.

It made his already pale face even uglier.

Even at this moment, saying that his face is as white as gold paper is praising his good complexion!

And this is far from over.

Fisk quickly pulled out his fist and threw Mark Murdoch to the ground, stepping on his coccyx with his foot. The crunching sound continued, but Mark Murdoch no longer felt much pain.

The big hole in his upper body was only connected by a thin layer of muscle and skin, and his hard spine was shattered in half, with each vertebra flying away to who knows where.

But even so.

Mark Murdoch is still not dead.

His eyes were wide open, filled with incredible ferocity.

Fisk reached out and grabbed Mark Murdock's hair, ready to pull his head off and end the life of this cockroach-like Daredevil.

But there was a sound of breaking wind behind him.

The woman did not run away, but rushed over again, holding a sharp chainsaw in her hand. The crackling sound of the chainsaw and the roar of the engine intertwined with each other, making Fiske shudder and feel cold all over.

Fisk throws the saw.

At this moment, it actually became her weapon against Fisk.

Fisk caught a glimpse of the chainsaw cutting towards the back of his heart. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely dodge it.

But Fisk didn't dodge at all, allowing the sharp saw blade to cut the tough muscles on his back. His arms still held Mark Murdoch's head, and as the muscles in his arms squirmed, Fisk pulled upward with force.

"Pop" is like pulling a radish out of the soil.

Pulling Mark Murdoch's head off alive.

At the same time, the green soul also quickly rushed out of Mark Murdoch's head. Fisk's eyes turned pure black in an instant. An indescribable vortex seemed to be spinning in the deep black pupils, quickly sweeping up the green soul light ball.

The green soul light ball was originally floating slowly towards the sky, but after being stared at by Fisk's eyes, the next second it seemed as if it had discovered something terrifying, and it suddenly exerted force and ran in the opposite direction.

But no matter how it flew, it just couldn't move forward.

It couldn't even fly forward a millimeter.

And, Fisk's eyes kept moving.

The black vortex increased its suction force, and the green light ball was torn apart bit by bit.

It was as if a black hole was really devouring a star. As if tens of thousands of years had passed, the green ball of light became smaller and smaller until it was completely torn apart and merged into the black vortex.

And all this happened in just one second.

There was a sharp pain in my back.

Fisk shook his body violently and smashed the head in his hand backwards, directly knocking away the chainsaw that had already penetrated the skin. At the same time, he swung his left fist at the woman's head again, but this time the woman was smart. After failing to hit him, she turned around and ran, jumping out of the window in front of her.

Ripples of light flashed across her entire body.

In an instant, she disappeared without a trace.

Only the constantly changing colorful light balls are as eye-catching as candlelight in the dark night.

Fisk pretends to chase!

However, a sharp pain enveloped his eyes.

He let out a miserable scream.

He covered his eyes with his hands.

My body couldn't help but tremble.

Originally, dense and dazzling runes appeared on the pure black pupils!

As his eyelashes continued to tremble, the severe pain became more and more intense. He knelt on the ground, his body continuing to tremble.

A tall figure followed the sound of screams.

Jumped in from the window.

She saw Mark Murdoch's body being torn apart on the ground and Fisk howling miserably.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out to support Fisk. Fisk, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, grabbed the soft arm fiercely, and then shouted affirmatively: "Erica!" Although Fisk was blind, he immediately knew the identity of the person the moment he grabbed the arm.

Erica looked at Fisk's pained expression.

And his eyes were tightly closed.

Understand that Fisk should be unable to see anything now.

But she didn't expect that Fisk was clearly in pain and couldn't see.

He was able to call out his own name immediately and accurately.

This made Erica's heart suddenly warm up.

Originally, when he looked at Mark Murdoch's torn body lying on the ground, there was some hesitation in his eyes, but now he became decisive and ruthless.

"What's wrong with you?" Erica held Fisk's head in her arms and leaned forward to see what was wrong with his eyes, but Fisk grabbed her arm and told her not to touch his eyes. Her voice gradually stabilized, but the uncontrollable pain could still be felt: "My eyes hurt... Don't look into my eyes. There might be something wrong with my eyes and it might hurt you."

Fisk spoke with his eyes tightly closed, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. The intense pain not only rippled in his pupils and eyeballs, but also spread to the depths of his brain, like an electric shock feeling spreading throughout his body.

Mark Murdoch's head fell to the ground.

He still stared.

Looking at his girlfriend, hugging the enemy who killed him.

Deep in those lifeless eyes, there seemed to be a flash of despair from the depths of the soul.

Oh, he has no soul anymore.

His soul was eaten by Fisk.

Chapter 96 As expected, green things should not be eaten randomly.

The pain just kept on coming.

It has been going on for nearly four hours.

This kind of piercing pain.

More painful than wounds caused by grenades and chainsaws.

It was like a violent electric current, spreading continuously throughout Fisk's body.

Sister Maria is here.

Mina followed in.