Chapter 87: Gratitude for Compulsory Education
"Sexy Pistol!"
The six little guys responded and helped Mista to load the bullets in an instant.
Then, there was a series of crisp bullet explosions.
In the flames, six bullets whizzed out.
Under the control of the six little guys, they changed their orbits and drew intricate and gorgeous arcs in the air.
"This trick again?"
Victor instinctively felt that the situation might be a little different from last time.
But faced with the six "mini ballistic missiles" doing "devilish Brownian motion" in the air, he had to calm down and concentrate, preparing to respond to the attack with full attention.
However, surprisingly...
None of these six bullets were aimed at his body.
They split into two teams and hit the three cars parked next to Victor at the same time from three different directions.
To be precise, they hit the fuel tanks of the three cars.
The first bullet tore through the car's metal sheet, and the second bullet followed closely, striking the inner wall of the fuel tank, creating a dazzling spark.
Bang bang bang!
Thunder suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and the burning gasoline created terrifying gusts of air.
The invisible shock wave of the explosion, mixed with oil fire and iron sheets splashed out by the high-pressure air wave, rushed towards Victor who was at the center of the three explosions in three different directions at the same time.
"this…"
"So you want to use a large-scale explosion shockwave to challenge the limits of my ability?"
Faced with such an amazing offensive, Victor was relieved:
"Hahaha…"
"How many times are you going to try, you idiot?"
"Whether it's a bullet or an explosion, as long as it's an external attack, it will never be able to hurt me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the shock wave mixed with fire and steel hit Victor.
Red arrows suddenly appeared on Victor's body, one after another, growing densely like a forest.
Without exception, these red arrows point outward.
And the invisible impact and visible fire waves were also guided out by the arrows at this moment and flew in the opposite direction.
Finally, the explosion stopped.
There was no more terrifying shock wave in the air. All that was left were the wreckage of three cars emitting billowing black smoke and burning fiercely, and Victor, who was unharmed.
"Is this your last resort?"
Victor smiled coldly.
He picked up a piece of broken iron from the ground and held it in his hand like a dagger:
"That's enough. I'm no longer interested in wasting time with you."
"The next moment, I will cut off your head!"
"Ha ha."
Mista smiled with difficulty:
“That’s really my best move.”
"But be careful, this trick has just begun."
"What?"
Victor was slightly stunned, and suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.
At this moment, a shrill buzzer sounded suddenly in the underground garage: "Ding-ling-ling-ling--"
"This is?"
Victor reacted subconsciously: "Fire alarm?"
“That’s right!”
Mista leaned against the car behind him, a triumphant smile on his bloodstained lips:
"As a public place, the mall's underground garage must have a matching fire prevention system."
"As long as there is thick smoke, the stimulated smoke alarm will sound the fire alarm."
"And then..."
"The sprinkler system on the ceiling will open the valve and spray a large amount of water mist downwards."
As soon as the words fell, it was as if Mista had mastered some ability to call the wind and rain...
A strange sound of rushing water was heard from the top of the underground garage, and then the orderly arranged shower heads opened their valves one after another, spraying huge amounts of water droplets downwards.
Just like that, a heavy rain came out of nowhere.
The originally dry ground turned into a watery land because of the rapidly accumulated "raindrops".
“Water…water?!”
Victor suddenly thought of something.
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the broken cable that had fallen to the ground:
It still lay quietly on the ground, but the ground was no longer the dry ground it had been before.
The accumulated water flooded the ground, and also soaked the cable that was leaking electricity.
“Damn it!”
For the first time, Victor showed an expression of fear and helplessness.
After changing from an abuser to a "victim", his performance was even more panicked and ridiculous than the rookie Mista at the beginning:
"He wants to use water as a conductor to conduct electricity to my body!!"
"That's right."
Victory and defeat were reversed, and there was no more fear in Mista's voice:
"Since all 'active attacks' will be deflected by you, then..."
"I'll let you step on the leaking water and 'attack' yourself!"
At this moment, the entire underground garage was submerged in water.
There is water in the air, water on the walls, and the ground is filled with increasing amounts of water from leakage.
No matter which direction he went, he couldn't escape this electrified water area, and he had no way to bounce all the water away.
after all…
It is he who wants to stand on this ground, in this puddle of water.
Strictly speaking, he "attacked" the stagnant water, not the stagnant water attacked him.
Moreover, if you draw a sword to cut off the water, the water will flow faster. Nothing in the world is stronger than water in attacking strong objects.
Even if he really had the ability to bounce away the accumulated water, the accumulated water would naturally gather again the first time after being bounced out.
Facing the endless and continuous tide of attacks, no matter how strong the endurance of his stand is, how long can he last?
"It's over!"
Looking at the puddles of water surrounding him from all directions, and the faint flashes of electricity in the water, Victor fell into complete despair:
“There’s this charged water everywhere…”
"I, I have no way to escape!"
At the last moment of his life, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Mista with his bloodshot eyes:
"Mad man, you mad man!"
"Now the entire underground garage has become an electrified body of water. Even if I can't escape, you can't escape either!"
"hateful…"
"Am I going to die together with others like this?!"
"No."
Mista shook his head with a relaxed look:
"This is not a mutual destruction. You will be the only one to be electrocuted next."
Although the electrified water was approaching his feet, there was no trace of panic on Mista's face:
"Victor, did you think I was running away just now?"
"No, I was making a strategic turn, moving to a place where I could avoid the electric shock—"
"Right here, in Bucciarati's car!"
As he spoke, Mista took out his keys and opened the door of the car behind him.
Then, before the accumulated water from the leakage flooded to his feet, Mista hurriedly got into the car and closed the door.
Finally, the accumulated water completely flooded them.
The powerful electric current passed through the tires wet by rain and was transmitted to the metal shell of the car without reservation.
But Mista, who was sitting in the car, was unharmed.
He calmly fastened his seat belt, gripped the steering wheel, and then turned his head to look out the window:
“Ahhhhhh!”
Victor, with his feet soaked in the accumulated water from the leakage, couldn't help but let out a shrill wail.
The powerful electric current trampled through his body like a galloping horse, leaving only a charred area.
His body kept twitching under the electric shock, and his consciousness became blurred due to the intense pain.
But even so, Victor still managed to turn his gaze to the unharmed Mista.
He asked silently with his eyes full of grief, anger and doubt: "Why, why are you okay?"
Before he lost consciousness forever, he finally got the answer he wanted:
"Because I have a car available, and all the cars around you have been blown up by me."
"Cars are things like fully enclosed metal casings, and the grounded enclosed metal casing can actually act as an [electrostatic shield], and it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a large lightning rod."
“Although I hate studying very much, I have to say…”
“I have compulsory education to thank for that.”
Mista silently thanked the school he once hated so much, and the physics teacher who gave him such a headache:
"Thank you for letting me know how a Faraday cage works."
