Chapter 5, Kylin Arm at 374 revolutions per minute

Equipped with the character card of the subway police, Russell's combat abilities soared dramatically. The grappling techniques he learned at the police academy are not even close to the military combat skills specialized for Delta Force. Although his physical fitness did not improve, his combat effectiveness has undoubtedly risen to a new level

The slicked-back hair is not to be underestimated; after a few shots, he realized he had been played by Russell and was no longer willing to easily pull the trigger

Bang

The man with the slicked-back hair has taken a hit; at this moment, his eyes are glazed over, saliva is dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he is emitting unconscious whimpering sounds

Ah

Russell's scream was incredibly piercing; if it had occurred in the dead of night, it could have frightened someone to death. However, in reality, it was not he who was shot, but rather the bearded corpse he had propped up.

Behind Russell, the body with a beard pressed down on the body wearing goggles. Indeed, Russell emerged crouching with two corpses, taking advantage of the fact that the slicked-back hair could neither see nor hear.

There is no disrespect towards the corpse; Russell is a fine young man nurtured by five thousand years of traditional culture. Before the bearded corpse, he had already discussed matters with it.

With a thud, the pompadour fell to the ground, and apart from the twitching of its hands and feet, there were no other movements

When we say elbow, we mean elbow

After the sound of a gunshot, the figures of two bodies fell to the ground simultaneously, and only then did the man with the slicked-back hair let out a sigh of relief. He immediately exited the so-called 'bullet time' state. Unlike the father and son of the Cross, he had acquired this ability through training and could not maintain it for too long; otherwise, he would suffer from heart failure and die

In the next moment, the man with the slicked-back hair let out a low growl, opening his bloodshot eyes mixed with tears, and lunged towards Russell. The pain suppressed the dizziness in his head; although he still could not hear any sounds, his vision had slightly recovered, allowing him to at least discern Russell's position

Ding! The host has broken through the mental limit, Intelligence +1, current attribute is 10 (9 + 1)

Russell hid behind the concrete pillar, knowing that the longer he delayed, the more breathing room the big back head would gain, and since the character card had a limited time, he could not afford to waste any more.

Russell threw an elbow, and immediately... The slicked-back man was caught off guard, struck by the despicable, shameless, and lowly tactics of a rogue, his eyes bulging in shock. Seeing him kneel on the ground with his legs clamped together in a twisted, awkward position, one could tell that he would have difficulties in his future intimate encounters

Russell did not hear the system's prompt sound; he only knew that his reaction speed had increased and his ability to anticipate attacks had become more precise. Although his speed and strength could not match that of the big-headed man, he was able to evade the big-headed man's lethal move by relying on his ability to anticipate and act a step ahead.

The elbow strike landed at the heart position of the man with the slicked-back hair, and by a twist of fate, it forced him to exit the bullet time state. The man with the slicked-back hair staggered back two steps, his face displaying not only pain but also a hint of disbelief

My ... ... ! My ... ... ! ! ! !

Russell exchanged a glance with the bearded man, who remained silent. Although no words were spoken, the message was clearly conveyed. Understanding the unspoken communication, Russell cautiously propped the bearded man's body in front of himself and stepped out from behind the concrete pillar

Bang

Ah! It's broken... My Kylin Arm that operates at 374 units per minute! It's broken!

In the negative buff of the flashbang, engaging in close combat with the enemy, the slicked-back hair feels both thrilling and intense. Therefore, with the last two bullets, there is no absolute certainty that he will not fire. If Russell does not come out, he will just wait it out, hoping to exhaust the buff duration.

The man with the slicked-back hair seemed to sense something, raising his hand and firing a shot that struck directly at the chest of the bearded man. The 9MM pistol bullet had excellent stopping power, but its penetration was lacking, ultimately coming to a halt within the bearded man's body

The worst part is that, due to his inflated confidence, the slicked-back man did not bring a spare magazine. The old flintlock pistol was a custom modification he made specifically for armor-piercing, possessing immense power but requiring a lengthy process to reload. With only two bullets, he could not deal with Russell, leaving him with no choice but to resort to hand-to-hand combat

The man with a slicked-back hairstyle had a face that was a bloody mess, with several bloodied teeth flying out. He collapsed to the ground, crawling and rolling forward to escape. He reached the concrete fence, trembling as he stood up, and drew an old flintlock pistol from the small of his back

Russell paid no heed to what the big-headed man was saying; after he elbowed the big-headed man aside, the momentum of the impact had already ceased. However, due to excessive force, he slipped and his body lurched forward. Russell did not stop to maintain his balance; instead, he took advantage of the falling motion to launch a surprise attack

Russell delivered a double strike, directly stunning the big guy with the slicked-back hair, and then kicked him on the hand. The kick was rather forceful, causing the Beretta 92F to fly out of the fence, resulting in a high-altitude falling object

The arm that blocked the attack throbbed with pain, and Russell curled his body in mid-air, striving to protect his vulnerable vital points. This instinctive action saved him once again, as he was kicked to the ground by the big-headed man who followed him.

The man with the slicked-back hair forced his eyes open, and before him was a blinding whiteness. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and he could vaguely see a gray, indistinct figure approaching him, yet he did not dare to pull the trigger. Struggling against the lingering dizziness, he silently calculated the distance between himself and Russell. After taking a deep breath, his heart rate instantly exceeded 400 beats per minute.

Russell delivered a straight punch that knocked down the man with the slicked-back hair, stepped forward, and followed up with a heavy kick to the man's face. The nose is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and a severe blow can cause a person to instantly lose their fighting ability due to excruciating pain

A flintlock without a bullet is at best just a fire stick, and Russell swung his gun again, directly knocking the flintlock away

With a slight dizziness from the pompadour hairstyle and a somewhat sluggish reaction, he was continuously evaded by Russell's agile footwork, suffering another painful beating, and ultimately received a kick to the temple, barely managing to maintain his balance by leaning against the concrete barrier

Russell showed no mercy towards his thoughts, circling behind him, hooking his arm around his neck, and twisting forcefully

A light strike causes excruciating pain, while a heavy blow may lead to a desire for death, resulting in immediate demise.

It is very painful, with bruising in the muscles and tissues, but there are no fractures or broken bones

The bearded man remained silent, and Russell thought it might be due to his rather shy personality, taking it as a tacit agreement.

His target is the area between the two legs, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about; this is not a sparring match, but a fight for life, so naturally, one strikes where it is most lethal.

You ... ... could it be ... ...

The world slowed down in his perception; despite the current state being extremely poor, he still fired off the last bullet, confident that this shot would surely hit its target

Russell equipped the character card of the subway police, fully aware of it, and was not concerned about the bullets piercing through the beard and hitting him

Although the man with the pompadour is now deaf, blind, and experiencing dizziness, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance, he still possesses a gun. Despite being unable to fire curved bullets, it remains highly lethal.

Bang! Bang!

As he watched the kick coming from the pompadour hairstyle, Russell did not retreat but instead advanced, diving into the embrace of the pompadour, raising his elbow to strike at the position of the heart

Just as the man with the pompadour was lamenting how he had nearly met with disaster, a sudden gust of wind struck, delivering a heavy blow to his face, causing his nasal bridge to collapse, and he fell backward to the ground.

Bang bang bang

In the state of bullet time, the speed, strength, and neural reflexes of the slicked-back hair reached an exaggerated level. Russell relied on his sixth sense to raise his arm for a block, but as a result, he was sent flying by a punch

The slicked-back hair knew that if he did not take action soon, today would truly be the end. Enduring the agony of his heart being torn apart, he entered bullet time for the third time.

Russell needed to expend the magazine of the Beretta 92F; for a more realistic effect, he used the corpse of a bearded man to block the muzzle.

Russell did not care whether Big Backhead could hear him or not; his intuition told him that Big Backhead could sense it. Therefore, he hid behind the pillar and howled with all his might, putting in as much effort as possible and making it as tragic as he could.

The standard magazine for the Beretta 92F holds 15 rounds. The large backstrap uses an extended magazine, totaling 20 rounds. However, due to Russell's interference, he now has only two rounds available.

Bang! Bang!

The man with the slicked-back hair, not uttering a harsh word, stepped firmly on the ground and, like a whirlwind, charged forward, kicking up the dust beneath him, and raised his right fist to strike Russell's temple.

The man with the pompadour let out a scream, his cries filled with rage, akin to a wild beast preparing to retaliate before its death. Russell did not dare to approach, instead turning to pick up the assault rifle on the ground and swung it like a club, striking the side of the pompadour man's face with great force

Adrenaline is rapidly secreted, the heartbeat accelerates wildly, and the visual of the slicked-back hair gradually becomes clearer. Although there is still some shaking, it is no longer a major issue

The strength of the pompadour is considerable, and Russell is also quite strong, as both guns were released simultaneously.