"Who is this person?" This is the question Hannibal was thinking about.

In addition to this question, Quinn and Old Joey were also thinking, "Where did this guy come from?"

However, these questions obviously will not be answered in a short period of time, because it is the time of life and death that Harley Quinn quickly calmed down and took advantage of the time when the bullets were held back by this guy, he rushed to a relatively safe place.

"Old Joey, get Ziliang here!" she shouted.

Although Old Joey is usually stupid, his grasp of form is actually extremely accurate during the fight. He is clear and clear when to go up and when to run, and is absolutely unambiguous. For example, before Quinn could speak, he had already turned a wheel in front of Hannibal, then grabbed his neck and threw Hannibal directly into Quinn's corner.

The "throw" mentioned here means "throw" in a literal sense, and it is fierce and extremely fast. There is no way. If you lightly make a beautiful parabola, then Hannibal will become a target of survival.

With a muffled sound of "clang", Hannibal was directly photographed on the wall, but in terms of the benefits, the others were at least not injured by any extra gunshot wounds.

Immediately afterwards, "Get out of the way!" Old Joey roared and flew from mid-air to that corner with a desperate death. It was hard to imagine how much effort he had put into making himself pounce so quickly!

Half a second later, there was another 'bang' sound.

Very good. Now, all three of them are crowded in this small corner, but they can be called a bunker for the time being.

Quinn didn't say much, pushed Old Joey away from Hannibal, and then inserted his hand directly into the blood hole in Hannibal's chest.

"Puff" Hannibal directly spit out an old blood, and then began to cough violently. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Old Joey immediately started to take action and pressed Hannibal tightly. In this way, the blood snatched the scene with Quinn's movement in his body, and the scene was so cruel and cruel.

Fortunately, the lungs are very crisp, so the bullet just penetrates it directly and then stuck on the ribs behind the chest. If this hits the muscles, it might have swam wherever it goes with the movement.

"Stand!" Quinn said anxiously, then with a sudden pull of his finger, the bullet was pulled out of his body. Then, Quinn immediately covered Hanni's bloody wound with his other hand.

The blood that gushed out gradually became stable, and the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, the strong man who suddenly appeared also began to move. No, in fact, he glanced at the positions of the three people behind him and judged that they were not in the shooting range for the time being, and he had already started to move. He did not make any unnecessary or gorgeous moves, and did not even dodge. Instead, he was like a predatory wild wolf, leaning down on his waist and abdomen, facing the dense gunfire, and rushed straight towards the group of robots.

A cold light flashed by

Those who saw this scene would be a little confused because the man did not carry any weapons, where did the sword light come from? But then another doubt, or shock followed, because the first robot that was in close contact with him had been divided into several sections within this moment, and was thrown to the gunshot wounds on both sides by huge force, making a loud bang.

Those robots were not afraid or shouting, otherwise, under this attack, the remaining people must have realized that the hard stubble they encountered was so hard that the bullet could not penetrate. However, the command was the command, so the gunshot continued, mixed with the impact between steel, and the burly figure became faster and faster, and the shadow was almost impossible to see clearly in the narrow space. The sound of the sharp blade cutting through the wind continued. In these mixed and dense sounds, in just a few seconds, it was pulled extremely long.

Finally, after the last roar, everything came to an abrupt end, only the whistling wind blowing in from the window, the listeners were slightly scared

The footsteps came from far away and approached the man walked past the cover, and in the true sense, he appeared in front of everyone.

This person is not very old, about forties, or maybe fifty or sixty years old. His hair is like every strand of hair has its own ideas, growing wildly and his beard is messy, like a homeless man who spends the night next to the trash can.

But that body was absolutely unique. It looked like a flesh and blood body, but it always gave people a hard texture of a copper wall. At this moment, the man's dirty vest was dyed red with blood at this moment. It was obvious that the blood was his own. The bullet holes clearly penetrated the vest, but there was no wound behind the vest.

The most terrifying thing was that in his clenched fists, several bright steel claws penetrated through his fingers, and in the dark, they emitted a chilling sharp light.

Seeing such an image, almost everyone can only pray that this person is not his enemy.

Fortunately, for Hannibal and others, this guy was not only not an enemy, but also came to save his reinforcements.

"Is there anyone among you called Hannibal?" The man frowned and said, "By the way, there was a bullet hole in the man's eyebrows. With a frown, he was squeezed out and landed on the ground.

"Who are you?" Old Joey moved forward slightly, blocking Quinn and Hannibal.

The man raised a lot of old Joy

"Well, fat, big belly, beard, you're old Joey, right?" the man said, then tilted his head and looked at the two people behind him: "The woman is Harley Quinn, and the half-dead Hannibal is OK. It should be you. So introduce yourself. My name is Logan. I'm very happy to know you."

Logan briefly introduced himself, and the pair of steel claws that made people look scared slowly retracted between his fingers.

"So why did you come here? Why do you help us?" Quinn asked. It wasn't that she was suspicious, but the person in front of her really gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Oh, this question is a long story. In short, Ziliang asked me to come here to help you." Logan obviously knew what they were going to ask, so he answered first: "So what's the problem? Let's talk about it later. Now I have to take you out of here. Also, if you are Ziliang's friends, please take care of him after you arrive at the camp. That bastard will almost finish smoking all my cigarettes!"
Chapter completed!