DC Tyrant

"Hold your head and kneel down!"

The two soldiers, Jack and Mason, were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect the paralyzed Bardi to stand up and raise their hands in front of the sun.

The light shines on his body with a faint halo, as if the gods descended to earth,

Bardi's body is majestic, and he didn't notice much when he was paralyzed in a wheelchair.

When he stood up, his majestic body like a mountain gave the two soldiers a strong impact, and they couldn't help but suffocate their breath.

When Jack and Mason recovered, they couldn't help shivering, feeling like they were facing a rising mountain.

"I tell you to kneel down with your head held!!"

The chills in their hearts made them scream loudly! The two held up M16 rifles and pointed at Badi's back with sweaty palms. Under the refraction of the sun, they extended in front of them, bringing a trace of unease to their hearts.

Jenny covered her mouth and cried with joy when she saw Buddy stand up.

How many nights she had felt guilty and miserable, and the self-blame that caused Bardi to be paralyzed had been tormenting her.

Seeing that Badi suddenly stood up again, she didn't think much about it, only full of happiness and tears of joy.

Bardi put his hands down, the soldier was afraid of the threat of sweating palms, and the friction of the gun was clenched tightly. Jenny's excited heartbeat could be heard particularly clearly in his ears.

Everything is in his eyes and ears, and he clearly outlines a world in his mind.

He was imposing, his chest upright, and his muscles seemed to break through the white fibrous suit.

The sun shines on Badi's face, and the contours on his face are still so distinct, especially the contours of his eyes and face, which are even more impressive.

His eyes are as deep as black holes, full of wisdom, with some indifference and some deep madness in his eyes, but they are full of irresistible domineering.

His face was sculpted like a knife, his face was as tough as a marble, and his indomitable will was engraved on his face.

That deep knife mark made him add a bit of ferocity and brutality that no one dared to provoke.

Starting today...no one can bring me down.

There was a smile on Badi's face, and the domineering, indifferent and aggressive gaze in his eyes made people unable to be vigilant. The only one who was not vigilant was Jenny, who loved him so much.

In surprise, Jenny wanted to touch Barty with her hand.

Buddy turned around, and in the sunlight, he wrapped Jenny's slender waist with his left hand, and clenched Jenny's fingers with his other hand. His strong chest muscles pressed Jenny's chest into a round shape.

Jenny was pushed back by Buddy and leaned back nearly ninety degrees.

Amid the screams of the sun and the soldiers, the two seemed to have just finished a waltz and were watching their last soulful gaze.

Buddy's hand felt the smoothness of Jenny's waist clothes close to the skin, and he kissed Jenny head-on. Jenny's body did not smell of cosmetics and perfume, and he didn't like this artificial smell.

The fragrance of complete sensuality almost made Bardi fascinated and suffocated. He hugged Jenny tightly, his big hands explored her back with excellent elasticity, and gaped Jenny's long skirt into his thighs. Close-fitting outlines a breathtaking beauty.

Jenny was suffocated by the kiss, and Buddy's sudden recovery of strength made her waist hurt, as if it was about to break.

Usually when she feels pain, she suffers. But under Badi's aggressive kiss, the pain turned into love for Badi, making him want to dig deep into Badi's body and entangle him.

The two are like a stage play, the protagonists of the much-anticipated light under that beam of light.

"Jenny Jones."

"Would you like to!"

"Dedicate everything to your master, flatter me, look up to me, believe in me, are you willing to swear allegiance to me, be my loyal slave for the rest of your life, and serve me with your courage, force and wisdom?"

"To be a slave of my step-love!"

Badi left Jenny's lips, and there was a will that could not be rejected in his eyes. This was not an inquiry, but an affirmation.

His voice was no longer as gentle as before, but a sonorous, unquestionable command.

Jenny was so fascinated that she was almost suffocated by the kiss of Bardi, her heart was beating wildly and never stopped, and her face was even more morbidly intoxicated. His eyes were confused, and he couldn't wait to respond.

"I do! Buddy!"

"I'd do anything for you."

Jenny's eyes were confused, and she completely sank into such a domineering and aggressive Badi. She leaned forward intoxicated and wanted to kiss Badi again.

Bardi smiled and gently stopped Jenny's movements, his eyes were still the tenderness she was familiar with; but what revealed was not the love of the past, but an indifferent domineering, like an aloof emperor, showing his love towards her. An appreciative smile.

"Let go of Dr. Jenny!!"

Jack roared with a gun and trembled in the empty warehouse, his heart trembled and feared.

To be honest, in fact, no one has seen Badi's fighting power.

When he was in a coma, he was gentle and easy to get along with, and no one noticed except Slade who felt abnormal.

As soon as he doesn't hide his acting now, he has the aura of a sturdy body and a lofty aura that pierces the sky, like a giant emperor, who sees the world as ants, one who steps on and dies.

No one can ignore this cruel king.

He wants to rule life, and he has the ability to rule life.

"Notify Colonel Slade!"

Jack shouted again, the M16 gun magazine he was holding felt wet, and sweat appeared on his face. Facing the more calm and indifferent Badi, his heart trembled more and more, and his voice was already roaring!

Masson didn't give up, his throat was so nervous that he heard a reminder from his colleagues, so he picked up the walkie-talkie from his waist in a panic, and wanted to notify Colonel Slade.

Buddy gently let go of Jenny, who was reluctant to part with him.

He took a slanted step away from Jenny's side, and Jack Black Hole's muzzle moved with him.

"I told you to stop!"

Jack gritted his teeth and roared, his sweaty palms kept rubbing the gun handle and the magazine, and the anxiety in his heart made him hang up.

Bardi was indifferent, he walked towards Jack, and the stalwart body seemed to crush the soldiers like a majestic mountain.

No expression is to put the greatest pressure on others.

"what!!"

Jack stared, a string in his heart was crushed, and he roared, the flames erupting from the muzzle of the M16 machine gun.

"Bang bang bang..."

One by one, copper bullets were ejected from the muzzle of the black hole.

Badi's eyes shrank, his face slightly stern, he vaguely saw the vague warhead, breaking through the sonic boom cloud at the front of the sonic boom, pulling out a trajectory, rubbing red heat, and lasing it in front of his eyes.

Right now, he still doesn't have the ability to fight with firearms.

But by virtue of hearing, hearing the sound of the hand pulling the trigger, the sound of the bullet being loaded in the machine gun, and the sound of gunpowder smoke erupting when the firing pin in the barrel is pulled apart, Badi can know in his head which direction the bullet is coming from. come.

Bullets are straight.

All of this, for his super-hearing, is clearer than seeing.

He can hear arguments.

Suddenly.

Badi's figure suddenly pulled out the afterimage, flickering left and right, as if shuttled in the red bullet. In fact, he had long expected the trajectory of the bullet.

The sound of 'Pong Pong Peng' stirred the airflow in the warehouse. Along with Badi's figure, there was a feeling that was louder than the sound of bullets.

Jack was even more terrified. Buddy seemed to be swimming in a sea of ​​bullets, but none of the bullets could hit him.

Jack could clearly see Badi's figure but couldn't see the speed of the bullet. He chased Badi's figure, and the bullets ejected from the muzzle seemed to be unable to catch up to Badi.

The bullets always brushed Badi's skin by a tiny distance, giving him a burning sensation.

"Kakaka...ah!!"

Jack squeezed the trigger desperately, and the M16 automatic rifle was shot by him. He trembled and squeezed the trigger continuously, and his eyes widened in fear.

He glanced down at the M16 automatic rifle in fear. He couldn't believe that someone could travel through the sea of ​​bullets without incident. He deeply doubted what he was holding in his hand. Is it a gun? Is anyone faster than a bullet?

Of course, it is not faster than the bullet, but the path of each bullet is heard by Bardi, and his eyes see the direction of his muzzle.

Buddy appeared beside him 'suddenly', Jack raised his head in horror, and what he saw in his eyes were those looking down at him like ants.