Bandits. 2

Peter's sudden action caught everyone off guard in just an instant, three people already had a pothole in their heads, just with a small yank, Peter splashed the brain of one man on the ground. He did not waste time moving to another man.

However, the blood that was splashing on the air snapped the others out of their daze as they started shooting at Peter the former was pretty fast and had outrun most of the bullets though, they were still a few that hit his leg and shoulder, and more but he made sure to keep them away from his head through the help of the 3D stick fighter.

Soon, Peter was pushed from attacking to being attacked as he was now more focused on keeping himself safe first.

He of course would not hesitate to strike at any slightest mistake that was made by the men.

Peter was swinging the pickaxe very fast in front of him, knocking out any bullets that were heading toward him.

"Shoot his head, he is more focus on protecting his head, aim for it!" The scarface boss shouted as he changed the magazine of his pistol and started aiming for Peters's head.

'No... I have to do something,' Lyon panicked on hearing the boss.

Shooting Peter on his body was not a problem at this moment, if his Hp were to run down, it was not a problem because it will make him go crazy and he was fighting humans at this moment, so he could find a way to eat flesh and get his health back to normal, but a shoot at the head is an instant death for Peter and this was something Lyon won't allow to happen.

The others were busy shooting at Peter even the two guards that were beside Peter were also busy noticing what was happening to Lyon.

Every time he thought of what and how Nate would feel when getting the news that Peter was killed by those people, something deep inside him was boiling to the extent that it started acting on his body.

His body, starting from his hand was turning red but they were not turning into the usual fur claw hand, instead, it was a red exoskeleton tissue that was forming around his hand, from his side abdomen, a hole was opening with a leg that at first was curved in red spikes, his head starts to twist a few time while taking almost a triangle shape with a compound eye. The only strange difference between Lyon now and a praying mantis was his ear. His ear was not like the antenna one would see in a praying mantis, but rather, it was his rabbit ear.

Now fully transformed, Lyon's shadow was cast over the two people in front of him, this made them turn around to look at the tall, thin legs creature standing behind them while looking down at them. Before they could react, the thin spiked leg pierced their chest, killing them that instant.

"Ahhhrr...!" They shouted in horror. 

This caught the attention of others and they turned toward Lyon. A big shiver was sent down their spine as they started shooting at Lyon, ignoring Peter.

This allowed Peter to resume his massacre, as he ran towards the nearest to him and swung the pickaxe to kill.

The scared face man was so frightened that he was about to reach for the door, but just then, Peter swung the pickaxe at him intending to finish him off in one go luckily, the scar face man was not weak by any means, so he was able to roll backward dodging the pickaxe as it hit the ground and almost created a small crater.

'Sh*t... That was a near miss,' he said while turning again to head for the door, but once again, Peter was before him as arched the pickaxe and swung it at him.

This time though, Peter was quite fast for the man but he was already expecting something like this, so he ducked to the side and used his elbow to hit Peter on his arm. 

He had used quite some force on this so it ended up knocking out the pickaxe from Peter's hand, but Peter sent a kick on his leg, sending him down to kneeling on the floor as he arched his hand ready to punch his fist on the man's face.

All this was directed by the stick man and Peter was following every move not daring to miss one.

Meanwhile, unknown to the others, their boss was trying to flee the scene and leave them all in the mess that he created himself.

Lyon was doing a pretty good job on his own, the AK47 bullets were fast, faster than Lyon if he was to use the long legs to run, but when unleashing his wings, he became so fast that the others were struggling to keep track with him.

"He is too fast!" One of the men complained as he aimed at Lyon but the latter always flew from one place to another at a fast pace.

When they were all shooting at Lyon, all of a sudden, he stopped and faced them. At this moment, seven people were all pointing their guns at Lyon while shooting, as the rest were all killed by Peter.

Seven guns had been pointed at him but he was not afraid. More than seven bullets were sent to him but all Lyon did was use his large rabbit ear to cover his head. When the bullets touched it they all bounced off back to the aimers. But not all of them were shot back by the bullet as some were quick enough to dive to the side just before the bullets could reach back to them.

Meanwhile, all this was happening, something was gathering in Lion's mouth as he was ready to spit it out.

"Splash....!"

The substance that was vomited out of Lion's mouth was the toxic acid spite but this one was not green in color but instead was a bit brown to yellow.

The spite rushed out of Lion's mouth like a tsunami wave flooding out of Lion's mouth as it fell onto those that thought they had successfully dodged Lyon's strike.

"Ahhhrrra!"

At first, they thought it was nothing but just a guy, but soon the toxic scent of spite coupled with the acidic reaction started to act upon them as they started to scream in pain.

Meanwhile, Peter punched his fist at the bandit group, but before he could do that, the man suddenly summoned a strange power that he mustered and tossed Peter to the side and gutted while making his way to the door. At the same time, Lyon saw this and started to gather another acidic spite and chase after the scared-faced man but before he could do that, Peter threw a punch at him sending him to the side.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Lyon shouted as he wanted to chase after the scar face man but it was useless because the man had reached the gate.

"Finally," he sighed as he was prepared to run further but just then, a big hammer was swung at his chin, sending him back into the workshop.

"Running after nearly killing my brother!" Nate lamented as he walked into the workshop.