Chapter 51 - Seduction

　　There's a saying.

　　Ever since the invention of the Gatling, the steppe nomads have become able to sing and dance.

　　Nightmare Man is not a nomad of the steppe, but he is just as capable of song and dance now.

　　With extraordinary senses, Nightcrawler avoided the initial sweep of the Gatling machine gun.

　　However, he soon encountered a new problem.

　　The place they were in now was not a wide place, but a dark and damp alleyway.

　　How could Nightcrawler and the others not realize that Russell was ready to bully them with a Gatling machine gun when he brought them into the alley?

　　In their opinion, Russell was arrogant for choosing a battlefield that wasn't suitable for escape.

　　But the truth is, this is the grave Russell chose for them.

　　Relying on his superhuman senses and superior stance to avoid the initial sweep of the Gatling machine gun, and realizing that he didn't have enough room to duck, Nightcrawler made a move that Russell hadn't expected.

　　Only to see that he instantly gave up dodging and swung the baguette in his hand in an attempt to rush to Russell.

　　The long red stick rotated wildly like a helicopter's wing.

　　What was this guy thinking?

　　Planning to stop a bullet with a baguette?

　　Using a knife to stop a bullet, Russell had seen it in movies and anime.

　　In reality, though, he hadn't seen any person who would actually do something so crazy.

　　Stopping bullets with a knife looks cool!

　　But odds are it will die a horrible death!

　　Unless one was truly gifted, had amazing hand speed, or possessed an immortal body, there was a high probability that this famous scene would not happen.

　　What Nightcrawler really thinks, Russell doesn't know.

　　He didn't stop strafing, though.

　　Not only that, he maneuvered up another Gatling and fired wildly towards Iron Fist.

　　Whether it was Nightcrawler or Iron Fist, he had no intention of letting it go.

　　Catching up with the dead!

　　That's what he's always done!

　　Letting the enemy off the hook for all sorts of inexplicable reasons, which then causes the enemy to come back for revenge after they've gotten stronger.

　　Unless he was out of his mind, he would never do such a thing.

　　Nope!

　　He wouldn't do it even if he was out of his mind!

　　Nightcrawler had done his best, but reality would not be changed by his tenacity.

　　The baguette in his hand did ward off a small portion of the bullets, allowing them to strike a trail of sparks on the baguette.

　　More bullets, however, hit him directly, slicing him into a sieve.

　　This is all a bit long winded to say the least.

　　But from the moment Russell took control of the Gatling machine gun to the moment Nightcrawler was sifted, a total of just three or four short seconds had passed.

　　Iron Fist and Jessica have no time to grieve for Nightcrawler, as the situation they now face is no better than Nightcrawler was before his death.

　　After resolving Nightmare, both Gatlings swept at Iron Fist at the same time.

　　The succession of loud gunshots and the crashing sound made by shell casings falling to the ground one after another built a strange and wonderful piece of music.

　　Only, to Iron Fist, this wonderful piece of music was no different from the welcome song of hell.

　　His two fists kept swinging out, shining with an increasingly dazzling light.

　　The chi wrapped around him, trying to ward off the oncoming bullets.

　　However, in the face of absolute firepower suppression, Qi that wasn't strong enough to defend against bullets wasn't as good as the most mediocre Transcendent Physique among the Transcendent Abilities.

　　As a crossover from a planting house, Russell actually has a soft spot for Quinlan.

　　However, he doesn't like current Iron Fist Danny Rand at all.

　　Weakest Iron Fist ever!

　　Upon seeing the current Iron Fist, Danny Rand, Russell was reminded of the words spoken by a certain Patjiquan Grandmaster who wishes to remain anonymous.

　　"Teaching you is spoiling your ancestors!"

　　The Quinlan guys are also, who can't teach anyone but Danny Rand.

　　Then again, the Kunlun guys have always had a bit of a vision problem.

　　Hundreds of years ago, they taught five sinful disciples who deceived their masters.

　　Now they've taught Danny Rand, the weakest Iron Fist of all time.

　　In the future, if you have the opportunity, you must go to Kunlun to have a look, lest those guys inside Kunlun continue to waste the things handed down by their forefathers.

　　Under the barrage of fire from the two Gatling machine guns, Iron Fist didn't last a few seconds longer than Nightcrawler, and was similarly beaten to a pulp.

　　When Iron Fist also accompanies Nightcrawler on his way, Russell finally stops pulling the trigger, bringing the wildly spinning Gatling machine gun to a halt.

　　Glancing at the corpses of Iron Fist and Nightmare, he put the somewhat hot Gatling machine gun back into the system space.

　　At this point, the little-known League of Defenders is down to Jessica Jones.

　　A storming Jessica calms down quite a bit as Russell pulls out a Gatling machine gun to attack Iron Fist and Nightcrawler.

　　It wasn't as if she hadn't considered retreating when Nightmare fell unopposed.

　　But Russell didn't give her that chance.

　　Multi-tasking is a bit of a cumbersome ability, but with the bonus of having the Venom Symbiote, Russell is multi-tasking more and more and becoming more proficient at it.

　　Don't say just manipulate the black tentacles to stop Jessica from leaving.

　　Even if he was controlling the black tentacles to fight while controlling the black tentacles to write a novel, it wasn't a difficult task for him.

　　Of course, writing a novel can't be fast enough.

　　To be a tentacle monster, the most important real is not the speed of the hand, but the speed of the brain to think.

　　Hand speed and all that, just practice more.

　　But it's how you get your brain to think as fast as your hands that makes you a tentacle monster.

　　After seeing the Gatling machine guns on the other two black tentacles disappear into thin air, Jessica knew that she shouldn't have much of a chance of getting out of here alive tonight.

　　Or rather, with his own strength, there is not much strength left to get out of here alive.

　　Thinking of this, she, who was originally resisting the black tentacle attack, suddenly stopped and raised her hands.

　　"You win, I'm no match for you."

　　Jessica held up her hands to Russell.

　　"Giving up resistance at this point, it seems you superheroes aren't particularly tenacious?"

　　Although he didn't know why Jessica was acting in such a perverse way, Russell made the black tentacles stop and didn't continue to attack Jessica.

　　"The great disparity in strength is not significantly altered by will."

　　Seeming to see Russell stop as well, Jessica lowered her hands and said slowly.

　　Her tone was calm now, calm as if she were talking to an old friend.

　　There was no anger, no killing intent, not even a noticeable bit of mood swings.

　　What does she want?

　　Several thoughts quickly flashed through Russell's mind upon noticing Jessica's perverse change.

　　"If you're trying to ask me to let you live, I'd advise you not to waste your breath."

　　"Since you knew to come and ambush me near the office, you must have investigated my information beforehand."

　　"Sparing the life of an enemy has never been the way of the traveling family."

　　Russell said slowly.

　　"Crazy traveler with a debt to pay!"

　　"I've heard that one before, of course, but I still want to try it."

　　"If you continue to resist, you will only die for sure, and if you beg for mercy, there is more or less a chance of survival."

　　As she spoke, Jessica also purposely puffed out her chest and ruffled her hair.

　　So that's what was being played!

　　Though Jessica didn't say so explicitly, Russell wasn't some freshly minted fledgling anymore.

　　What she was up to could be seen at a glance just by looking at her little movements right now.

　　"I remember you're a detective too, so we're kind of peers in that sense."

　　Russell took a serious look at Jessica.

　　Jessica, though not Asian, had long black hair at this point.

　　The petite figure does have some Asian flair.

　　Her looks weren't particularly stunning, but they were refined enough to be considered part of a beautiful woman.

　　The body, if you look at it, is slightly less than that, but for a petite figure, it's not too bad.

　　Russell sizes up Jessica's looks and figure as he comes up to her.

　　Looking at Jessica, who seemed to have completely conceded defeat, he said slowly, "What would you give to buy your life back?"

　　After hearing Russell's words, Jessica revealed a charming smile, tilted her head to look at him, and said, "All of it! As long as I have it, all of it is yours!"

　　"All of it? You mean including your body?"

　　"Of course!"

　　Without any hesitation, Jessica answered with unmistakable decisiveness.

　　However, just as she finished speaking, the black tentacles behind Russell wrapped around her neck like a predatory python.

　　"You are indeed generous, but unfortunately, your body is as worthless as your life!"

　　Click!

　　After saying that, without any hesitation, Russell manipulated the black tentacles to break Jessica's neck.

　　Heh!

　　Seducing me without looking at who my girlfriend is!

　　Would I be that easily seduced by color!