Chapter 90 - Affect

All the fire was concentrated on a tall guy who was really madly coming at them and shooting, hiding behind a dead, lead-riddled body.

Fear.

Incredible fear and panic tormented the minds and souls of the opponents, because no matter how hard they shot, the enemy, like a tank, kept coming at them, and almost without missing, shot back and killed one by one.

Dutch gave up the idea of bringing Revie to his senses and carefully got out from behind the counter with his revolver to support the reinforcements with fire.

The usually calm Negro, when he saw what was happening in the bar, could not restrain his feelings — Well, fucked up!..

The opponents were rapidly shrinking.

They were shot at by Dutch, whom they did not pay attention to, Roberta, Stefan, Michael, Bao and the tank, on which all the fire was concentrated.

Seconds passed, and Jack still walked stubbornly, not feeling pain, and even more so pity.

The dead shield in his hands, surprisingly, only became 'stronger', because the bullets stuck in the body became an obstacle for other bullets.

Nine bullets have already flown into him, which have lost a lot in their speed.

These bullets flew into the chest and stomach, but could not penetrate deeper, getting stuck in the pumped and under the insane adrenaline, almost stone muscles.

The bullet fragments got stuck in a small fat layer that still remained.

The tenth bullet broke through the dead shield and flew straight into the chest, right into the rib, but the bone did not even crack.

The limit has been reached!

Survivability [13 → 14]

The limit has been reached!

Will [21 → 22]

Vitality rose again, and for this fight, she did it for the second time.

As a result, regeneration, detoxification and various resistances have improved, whether it is temporary blindness or stun.

The protection of the brain and spinal cord has increased, or rather, the fluid - the cerebrospinal fluid - has improved, which washed and protected these organs from physical impact.

This fluid was responsible for maintaining pressure in the skull, metabolic and trophic processes.

Simply put, even more oxygen-containing blood and nutrients began to flow to the brain, which, in turn, improves well-being, increases the speed of chemical reactions and gives the organ to work with even greater force, because the 'Mind' was already pumped, and then the resources arrived in time to unlock even more potential of the improved brain.

Well, the brain and spinal cord, we can say, were responsible for a lot of things in the body.

In addition, the ligaments were improved.

They have become more flexible, elastic and stronger.

The Survivability and bones did not bypass.

The guy was absolutely healthy, and a perfectly healthy person has extremely strong bones.

But since the survivability already had fourteen units, not ten, the bones became even stronger and stronger.

As you know, muscles are attached to the skeleton with the help of tendons, connective tissue.

Muscles are attached to bones in several places and Jack now has more such places than an ordinary person.

Symmetrically, all over the body, the muscles bonded with the skeleton, which positively affected the guy's mobility and strength.

The rudiments that had previously succumbed to regression also disappeared from the guy's body.

These rudiments were the coccyx, which once upon a time was a full-fledged tail.

The muscles of the ears that allowed them to move like an animal.

The third eyelid, which was once a nictitating membrane.

And much more.

But there were also rudiments in his body that on the contrary succumbed to development: wisdom teeth and canines, pyramidal muscle and long palmar muscle, morganian ventricles of the larynx and toenails and hands.

Otherwise, the Vitality touched the whole body.

It is no longer worth mentioning the increased elasticity and strength of the heart, capillaries and blood vessels again.

What is worth mentioning is the newly improved adrenal glands, which began to produce even more adrenaline...

...

There were only three opponents left, but they had nowhere to go.

They were like cornered dogs who were shot from all sides, and there was also a madman who went at them like a bulldozer, not paying attention to anything.

The borrowed pistol ran out of bullets, and Jack threw it aside.

He quickly pulled the knife out of the well-served dead shield's head, but it could do him one last favor.

The guy plunged the enemies headlong into even greater panic when he ran at them with a dead body.

— Die! Die, die, fucking die!

—Oh, Gods!..

Jack quickly ran up to the opponents.

There were three of them.

In the one that was standing further away, he threw, having served his time, the corpse of their comrade.

Such a projectile easily knocked down the third opponent, but Jack did not even pay attention to it.

The guy quickly ducked, letting the bullets pass over him and quickly shortened the distance in a half-crouch.

Well, then...

The knife was thrown with force and easily entered the chest of the main dog that dragged the rest of the cartel's people here.

But even before the knife reached him, Jack was busy with the next opponent.

Since he was throwing a knife with his right hand, his left hand was free, but she quickly found a job.

The enemy was at arm's length and naturally Jack took advantage of this.

Like a kite, the hand caught the opponent's face, but it was not a blow.

Not a blow at all.

The middle and thumb dug into the eye sockets.

— AAAAAAAAA-GHA-GHA-GHA!

These fingers met and it turned out that Jack literally held the bastard by the nose, only from the inside.

The gun was naturally dropped immediately, the bandit immediately tried to escape, blindly, from the guy's hands, but any movement caused truly terrifying pain.

This pain was a clear warning not to twitch, but under the adrenaline that this bastard was experiencing, this pain was not felt, and therefore he continued to try to escape.

Which didn't go to his advantage.

— AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

With a crunch and a scream of the bandit, his upper jaw, which was attached to the frontal bone and 'carried' the nose and the upper row of teeth, simply came off and only multiple muscles with connective tissues prevented him from completely losing the upper jaw.

After shouting for a second, he passed out from the pain shock, and Jack let him go.

Silence...

Only Jack's heavy breathing could be heard in this deathly silence.

The last bandit, whom he knocked down with a dead shield, pretended to be dead, but the guy clearly heard how he was panicking trying to make his breathing as quiet as possible.

Roberta, Stefan and Michael went inside the bar.

Dutch was holding a revolver with one hand, and with the other he was throwing off fragments from bottles destroyed by bullets from his bald head — This was not even in Vietnam...

Jack calmly picked up the Glock belonging to the dead man and finished off the last bandit who decided to pretend to be a hose under the corpse in order to survive.

This shot made everyone freeze for a moment, and then relax again.

Stefan and Michael approached Jack quietly and cautiously.

They had a lot of questions for him.

From simple: 'Are you fucked up!?'before 'Hurt much?'

Stefan sighed and asked — How are you?

In response, the guy's calm and detached voice rang out — It's fine.

In my thoughts, both hardened veterans, as one, shouted — "I fucked in the mouth such a "normal"!"

Suddenly, Jack quickly walked towards the bar.

Seeing Revie unconscious, he dropped to one knee and quickly checked her pulse.

Dutch stared in silence and through his dark glasses, there was no emotion in his eyes.

But the emotions were visible on the faces of Benny, Garcia and Bao.

They held their breath at the sight of Jack.

The eyes were burning with a honey, some kind of sinister mystical radiance.

The skin is red from blood-saturated flesh, as well as simple wounds.

Oh, those wounds.

A lot of holes from bullets and other fragments.

The shirt on him looked worse than a floor rag that had been used for decades.

It was visible how the bullets stuck in the muscles glittered in the holes.

The muscles forcefully squeezed these bullets and thus, they became plugs that prevented blood from flowing out of the body.

Regeneration was in full swing.

When Jack knelt down on one knee, a couple of bullets that did not go deep at all and literally stuck out half from the outside - fell out and with a characteristic sound hit the hard wood floor, rolled.

Jack, making sure that the girl was just unconscious, took off his shirt, showing everyone the swollen muscles that the fat layer could no longer hide.

They bulged, throbbed, and seemed to be screaming for them to be activated right here and now.

The removed shirt was easily torn by the guy, like paper.

It may have been ugly from the front, but from the back it was like new.

It was this part of the shirt that he decided to use for dressing the girl.

Dutch wanted to put his hand on the guy's shoulder, but decided, out of harm's way, now, just to say — She'll be fine, Jack... You'd better take care of yourself.

— I'm fine. Jack answered instantly, tenderly and carefully bandaging Revie's shoulder

Stefan shook his head and quietly told Michael — There is a first aid kit and bandages in the car. Bring it, and I'll look after him.

— good. — Mikhail answered and moved quickly to the car.

"Are you here, young Master?" Roberta asked calmly, but with a little tracking anxiety

— Y-yes. Garcia said, raising his head and seeing his maid next to the bar

"Are you hurt?"

— N-no.

— Your father is very worried about you.

Benny winced in his thoughts — "If only morally..."

Roberta picked Garcia up and placed him next to her.

The guy immediately in a fit of emotion, began to whisper to the maid that he had experienced.

After finishing with the dressing, Jack picked up Revie in his arms like a princess— We need to go to the hospital.

— That's for sure... Dutch said calmly, looking at the gleaming bullets in his wounds

Stefan nodded — Yes, let's go to the car. I'll take you to the hospital, but Jack, I'll bandage you on the way. Ok?

Jack, after a little thought, replied — Good.

He was in a state of passion, and the adrenaline in him was only growing.

Thoughts flowed slowly, and the speed of reaction and reflexes, on the contrary, flowed with lightning speed.

— Come on. Stefan nodded towards the car

But Jack hadn't gone half way when he heard the sound of a shotgun's forearm twitching.

—R-Robert?" Garcia asked , startled and a little uncomprehending

Jack stopped and looked sideways at the maid — You have no chance.

— Doubtful, Berserker. Roberta calmly replied, pointing the SPAS—12 at him with one hand

Benny just got up from behind the bar and immediately sat back down at it - "It will never end..."

— We agreed. Jack frowned heavily, with some anger and anger

— Yes, we agreed. Only if Garcia doesn't get hurt, and these mercenaries thought they'd leave him here to the cartel and run away with their tails between their legs. They also repeatedly intimidated and threatened the young Gentleman.

Dutch listened calmly, but his hands quickly and quietly pulled the casings out of the revolver drum and loaded them with cartridges.

— What do you care what they thought!? Jack shouted with a roar, looking sharply at the maid — They did the opposite!

Stefan, becoming serious, said — Jack...

— I have two missions, from the Master. First, save the young master. The second is to destroy everyone involved in this kidnapping and the Manzarella cartel. No negotiations and contracts with criminals. I have to stick to the Lovelace family creed.

Mr. Mirror chuckled, saying, "What a good Chain Dog. Performs the task completely and always, no matter what it costs."

"Roberta..." Garcia said softly, clutching the hem of her dress

Jack slowly put Revie on the floor and turned the table over, covering her with it.

Then Roberta spoke in Spanish—Blessing to the living-peace to the dead. With the punishing sword of justice, to bring death to criminals. And we will stand before the holy altar... I swear by the name of Saint Mary, to destroy impiety with a steel hammer!

The task 'Not Equal Fight" has been added!

Goal: Defeat Roberta

Reward: Affect Modifier [Ur - 1]

Jack didn't see the assignment.

When Roberta spoke in Spanish, he quickly opened the system window.

The System of Evil

Specifications

Strength - [15]

300↑

Agility - [15]

300↑

Survivability - [14]

280↑

Perception - [18]

360↑

Mind - [16]

320↑

Will - [22]

440↑

Libido - [23]

460↑

Evil Glasses - [1283]

Tasks

"Sweet Revenge"

Goal: Kill Qian Dongei

Reward: Increase of the "Survivability" trait by three units

"Dragon Fighter"

Objective: The destruction of the Dongfang Long Triad on the territory of Ruanapur

Reward: Modifier [Concentration - Level 1]

Modifiers

Unshakable Mind - [Lv - MAX]

The Devil's Body - [Lv - MAX]

Polyglot - [Lv - 1] [500↑]

Body Control - [Lv - 2] [5000↑]

Velvet Leather - [Lv - MAX]

Belial's Eyes - [Lv - 1] [5000↑]

A moment and twelve hundred points were spent.

The force rose by two values, reaching seventeen units.

Agility has increased to sixteen units.

Survivability up to fifteen.

These improvements were accompanied by strong changes in the guy's body.

The muscles became stronger, the joints stronger and even smoother, which together with the improved synovial fluid provided even less resistance and greater mobility.

The ligaments acquired greater elasticity and strength, the bones became even stronger and several additional places were added where the skeleton was attached to the muscles by tendons.

The heart, adrenal glands, cerebrospinal fluid, vessels, capillaries and other multiple organs have undergone changes.

Even more adrenaline.

Even more nutrition for the brain.

Even more power and speed.

In a split second from the shot, Jack abruptly left the trajectory of the shotgun shot.

*shot*

— Roberta! No need! Garcia shouted

Dutch, Stefan, Bao and Michael, who returned urgently with a first aid kit, had already pointed their guns at the maid, but they did not fire a shot.

That's because Jack closed the distance between himself and the maid in a second.

They couldn't shoot at the risk of hitting the guy.

Jack no longer had a weapon with him, but he had arms and legs.

The maid couldn't run away because Garcia was too close.

She threw the shotgun away, the enemy got too close - she couldn't aim in any way - the SPAS was too long.

With force, she kicked him in the stomach, right on the multiple wounds.

The guy didn't even wince and only his eyes, shining with the demonic brilliance of honey eyes, shone brighter.

Jack's whole body flew into Roberta and knocked her to the floor.

Her breath caught in her throat.

According to the feelings, it was like being hit by a car. Approximately.

Undeterred, she tried to take him on a choke hold, but Jack was fast and strong.

Her hands could not restrain the awakened monster.

Even Valmet barely restrained him alone.

Now he was stronger than his past self, and the state of passion was not much weaker than when Hiro was killed.

Garcia shouted — No need! Enough!

Jack silently hit Roberta's face with all his might, which made the girl's vision go dark for a second.

During this time, Jack climbed on top of her and sat down, pinning her hands to the floor with his knees and all his weight.

Well, then... then extremely strong blows to the head rained down.

— Please don't!

Jack didn't hear Garcia.

I didn't feel his blows on my own back.

Dutch lowered the gun, exhaling and a little surprised at such a sudden defeat of the maid.

She didn't look weak.

And if she wasn't inferior to Revie, then...

Dutch winced slightly when he saw another blow fly across Roberta's nose, completely breaking it — "I wouldn't like to get such a..."

In a few seconds, Jack turned the maid's face into meat.

She wasn't conscious for like a couple of seconds, but she was alive.

This in itself is a great achievement, because from one such blow a normal man, not like a woman, could simply die.

Jack raised his hand to strike again, but a woman's hand grabbed it, and then a familiar calm voice rang out — Enough Jack.

The guy froze and turned around, said — Sophie...

Balalaika was standing nearby, in her greatcoat, and behind her were her multiple soldiers.

Balalaika grinned — I was already on my way to Ishtar to see you, as promised. I thought we'd have a nice evening and a lovely night... and here you are giving all of yourself to some maid.

— I am...

— No need for words. — Balalaika smiled a little cruelly — Good job, but life should be left to her. Come on, honey. You and Revie need medical attention. Let's go, let's go. One-two.

Jack nodded and, lowering his head, breathing heavily, followed the two men who were carrying Revie out on a stretcher.

Balalaika watched him go and looked down at Garcia's tear—stained face - In a good way, there was no need to stop my Jack, but consider it a manifestation of my goodwill.

Suddenly, the Balalaika's eyes became sharp and predatory — Don't you dare poke your nose into my territory anymore, and even more so, touch my man. Is that clear? Otherwise, next time I will not only not stop him, I will throw all my forces at your destruction.

Then the Balalaika turned.

She didn't need to hear anything from the little brat.

— Help this dog. Sophie nodded, pointing her finger at Roberta to her soldiers