Chapter 1751: The bald head debuts the demon martial arts

Shooting with a cannon does not mean that Melinda wants to rely on the cannon to kill the underlying monster. It can be seen from the previous explosion, unless it is a miracle, this is simply impossible.
So her purpose is very simple, that is to use such an attack to let the underlying monsters feel the pain, and then let go of the of them under the natural reaction of the creature.
This seems to be the most likely scenario to achieve at the moment, but it is not. Because the toughness of this monster is far beyond Melinda's imagination.
Even if Melinda used a cannon to aim at the key to its eyes, even if the stunned bullet hit it with flesh and blood. This monster still has the meaning of not releasing his claws. It is just screaming in pain, but it is constantly recovering from the damage it has suffered. And when this damage has become accustomed to it, the effect of the cannon is almost negligible.
From the astonished sound of the tears of the cloth to the crisp sound of the jingle, it took less than a minute. A minute ago, Melinda dared to say that she was attacking a flesh and blood, and after a minute, she even began to wonder if she was scanning the front armor of a main battle tank.
This kind of adaptability and evolutionary ability can be said to be unexpected. Even if it is a super-chemical weapon developed by Hydra, I am afraid it can only do this. Although the two seem to be unrelated, this inexplicable similarity always gives people a sense of sight that seems familiar. Just like the two flowers grown by the same kind of seed, perhaps there is a difference in color and complexity, but the shape and characteristics are always the same.
Would it be a coincidence? Melinda’s heart couldn’t help but have such a question. And soon, she denied this idea. Because no matter how coincidence, I am afraid it is also a coincidence. There must be a certain connection here, and what kind of connection is in the end, I am afraid that further investigation is needed.
Of course, this is not what she needs to care about right now. One of the most basic conditions for investigating the details is that you can survive the current crisis. As far as the current situation is concerned, this does not seem to be optimistic.
This is not only Melinda’s view, but her technology is also true to her companions. He has never experienced such a scene, he is completely crying at this time, and even some have begun to blame themselves.
"I know, I shouldn't think about any field missions. How good the lab is, each of them is a talented person, and it is good to talk, not boring at all. I really have nothing to do, I will think What kind of fresh air is coming out. What is good about fresh air, isn't it high in oxygen? I can also deploy it in the lab. Now, after a while, I guess I have to enter the stomach of others. Except for the stomach, what can't be breathed."
"Fitz, shut up. If you have this time, you might as well find a way to ask for help, or write a suicide note."
Can not stand a big man actually such a mother-in-law, Melinda directly opened up. In the face of Melinda’s sudden temper, Fitz was dissatisfied.
"Help, who is calling for help? Even if I sent a rescue model to the Air Force, they will have to wait at least half an hour to come over. By the time I estimate that both of us are about to be digested into feces. As for writing a suicide note, I am now There is a mess in my head, I don’t even know what to write."
"Listen, Fitz. If you dare to bring up the faeces in front of me, I will directly smash you into a mass of faeces. Believe me, this time is absolutely enough. Maybe you can pray that the monster below will not be right. What is the interest in feces!"
"I don't think it's a big possibility. Look at it. It's estimated that even if I become that stuff, it can eat it. And compared to this, I would rather pray that I can see it at this time. A big savior appeared in front of me. Although such a thing is almost impossible to happen. Oh, hell, what did I see?"
Suddenly a scream made Melinda turn his eyes in an instant. And as she looked down at Fitz's gaze, she immediately saw a rather conspicuous presence.
A bald head appeared in the back of the monster. And like a banyan tree, I waved a fist at the monster.
This may seem like a ridiculous move, but the result is beyond everyone's expectations. Because at that moment, the monster has already sent out a much louder mourning than just now, and its body, which is bigger than an elephant, is like a lost foot, and suddenly fell to the ground.
An arm that is much longer than the total length of the body is obviously unable to maintain its stagnation in this situation. Although it caused a violent shock to the Kun-style fighters for a time, in the end, the Kun-style fighters were still out of control.
Grabbing this opportunity, Fitz quickly pulled the plane to a safe enough distance. Because the incident suddenly occurred, the situation changed beyond the imagination of everyone. So they did not choose to leave, but began to look at the scenes at the bottom. It is also until this time that they can really take a close look at the sudden appearance of the bald head.
This is an adult male with a height of about one hundred and ninety centimeters. He is bareheaded and reveals his upper body. His body looks very strong.
The bronzed skin, combined with the muscular body, makes him feel like a force. This is not the most conspicuous feature of his body. The most conspicuous thing on his body is that his body is definitely a dazzling tattoo.
Through the magnified camera, Melinda could clearly see that a dragon-like tattoo was tattooed on his bare body. This tattoo is vivid, even if it is broadcast through the camera, it can also make people feel the details. Each finger, each scale is clearly embossed. I don't know what kind of paint is used for the whole tattoo. The whole tattoo reveals a color like lava flowing on his body.
This is not the most special case. The most special case is that this tattoo can actually walk upstream of this bald head like a living thing. Before the moment, it was still wide open on the chest of the bald head, making a look of choice. The next moment, it has already swam to the back of the bald head, wings spread over the shoulder blades on both sides of the bald head.
This is not something that can be described as vividly. If it is said, it can only be described as an incredible one.
"Where is his tattoo made, I want to try it too. I think if I have such a tattoo on my body, those agents in the field department should not laugh at me as a sissy."

Fitz looked at the tattoo on the bald head, and the admiration almost rushed down the saliva. In the face of his disappointing appearance, Melinda shook his head and said so.
"You are not a sissy, it is not determined by what kind of tattoo on your body, but by your own will. From this point of view, you have not saved, Fitz. In addition, if you have the courage to admire This is not as good as doing something more meaningful. I need this person's information, right away, right away!"
Melin reached the bottom of Fitz's nominal boss, so after she made such an order in a commanding tone, Fitz naturally wanted to let go of all the distractions and start working for her orders.
With the complete facial data of the target person, this kind of investigation is not laborious, so very quickly, all the information about this person is already in front of them.
"Dr. Steven Strange, a famous neurosurgery expert, has set a record of 100% success rate. Because of an accident, his hands were comminuted and fractured. After the treatment, the hand nerves remained. The unsustainable patient. This made his doctor's career come to an end, and for this reason, he faced this bankruptcy dilemma. From his bank records, the doctor has gone bankrupt, under his name Real estate and luxury cars are already listed for sale."

The last time he appeared was in Los Angeles, a live recording of a television station. This program was co-organized by the government to introduce the public to the magic of Baron Modu. And that was on that show, Dr. Strange got the promise of Sir Modu, and as long as he was able to climb the highest peak of the Rocky Mountains on foot, he could have the opportunity to learn magic."
"Well, it seems that he has succeeded. Otherwise, I don't believe that a person with permanent neurological disorder can put such a big monster down. But is he really a mage? Why me? Feeling that he is more like a boxing champion?"
"It is better to say that it is a monk than a boxing champion. His bald head is really image."
The rare, old-fashioned Melinda also ridiculed a sentence. But after saying this sentence, she moved the topic to the formal.
"Hold him, we are not sure that he is an enemy or a friend. In addition, to be prepared to receive him, if he is not the opponent of this monster, we must find a way to help him get out of here."
From the time of contact with the Baron Modu, it is not a full year. And I want to spend a year with such a monster to fight, really, Melinda does not think this is a realistic thing. Unless Dr. Strange has a sturdy ancestor, the demon level. Otherwise, she does not have much hope for this kind of thing.
If the strong can be so fast, then where do you let these agents who have received rigorous training from an early age go? Compared to those who are born to stand on a higher starting point, they are on the same starting line as they are, but people who run like they are on the f1 car make them feel unacceptable. Because this is a negation of their existence and their past efforts. No matter what kind of person is facing such a guy, it will probably feel complicated.
At this point, Melinda is no exception. Although according to common sense, she should hope that Strange has the power to defeat this monster. But starting from the most essential thoughts in her heart, she would prefer to see another situation happen.
It’s ridiculous, but sometimes it’s really human nature. Fortunately, however, the world's operations are rarely transferred by human will. Therefore, Melinda did not see the picture in her heart that she did not have the courage to admit. What she could see was only a scene with a bald head.
Masters, especially melee wizards, are not fans of turn-based confrontation. They are the same as most of the combat professions, and they are tactical ideas that blame you for your illness. So after hitting such a huge monster in a punch, Stranch even grabbed one of his arms without any hesitation, and then used a standard over-shouldered posture to make the conservative weight more than ten tons. The monster, flew out to the ground.
Why is the throwing technique a fighting skill with great lethality? That's because it can turn the opponent's weight into its own strike power. Boxing and feet may be more destructive than wrestling in point-to-face. However, the strength of the simple theory, in the end is still the body and the earth as the pedal of the throwing skills to be better. Especially when you come across an opponent who can easily ignore your weight and pick you up, you will understand what it feels like to be crushed.
This monster has already realized this feeling. More than ten tons of body weight collide with the earth in such a fierce way that such physical effects are enough to break half of the bones on it. Of course, there is no bone on it. But in any case, such damage is real and can't run away.
So from the perspective of the onlookers, it is the dirty flesh and blood like the abscess that is being squeezed out, and instantly rushes out from the monster's body. In the face of such a disgusting scene, Strange couldn't help but frown.
Perhaps on the surface, this monster has been hit hard. But from the perspective of a mage, he can clearly perceive the thriving dark power in this monster.
This is the pillar that supports the monster in reality, and as long as this dark power is not destroyed, then this monster can not face death.
In other words, not dead? Realizing this, Strange's face immediately caught a smile.
This change did not make him lose his fighting spirit, but it further stimulated his triumph. So now, he put his hands together and made a standard prayer action. Then chanted in the mouth.
"Dawei Tianlong, the world respects the Tibetans, the prajna buddhas, the prajna is empty!"