With a single Thermal Drive, Javier wished he could return a Hundred-Eight Style: Orochi Nagi to Wesker… Unfortunately, Javier didn't know that move.
Facing Wesker's perfected ancient martial arts, Javier's teasing was just that; in reality, he could only helplessly pull out the tactical dagger he'd "borrowed" from his boss, Enrico.
He gripped the hilt with both hands, holding the blade horizontally outwards to block—!
He attempted to use the blade's sharpness to make Wesker's Pai Yun Palm retreat in the face of difficulty…
But Javier forgot one thing again.
That was, Wesker, who had been injected with the Progenitor Virus, wasn't afraid of injury at all.
Although his recovery speed wasn't as outrageous as a zombie's, ordinary knife wounds or gun wounds could heal without any treatment for Wesker, and the speed at which his blood clotted was unimaginable.
And so,
"Boom—!!!"
A loud bang.
The terrifying Pai Yun Palm instantly struck.
It fiercely hit the tactical dagger Javier held tightly with both hands.
Even though Captain Enrico's stingy tactical dagger wasn't a counterfeit, its steel-forged blade couldn't withstand the power of Wesker's palm.
"Crack…!"
The two collided.
The hard blade instantly shattered into countless pieces, flying into the air.
Tiny blade fragments grazed the faces of both Wesker and Javier.
A bloody mark appeared on Javier's cheek, while Wesker's dark sunglasses were instantly shattered.
His cold, crimson eyes, which had transformed due to the Progenitor Virus injection, were exposed, like those of a wild beast, completely unlike human pupils.
The residual force penetrated the tactical dagger's defense and deeply embedded itself into Javier's abdomen, instantly contorting Javier's expression.
The pain, akin to an appendicitis attack, was indeed unbearable.
But…
Javier was no pushover.
From the moment he chose to go one-on-one with Wesker, Javier knew this guy wasn't easy to deal with.
Even if Wesker hadn't fully awakened the superpowers of the Progenitor Virus at this very moment, it was the same, after all, Javier himself was just an ordinary person who knew Gun Kata.
Oh, right, Gun Kata.
Thinking of this,
Javier gritted his teeth, suddenly released the dagger hilt, and instantly raised his foot, choosing to clear a path with a front kick.
His size 42 tactical leather boot fiercely slammed into Wesker's chest.
"Bang…!"
Javier kicked with all his might.
He slightly pushed Wesker's body back a few steps, and a red mark appeared on his chest beneath his clothes.
But Javier felt as if his left leg had kicked a pillar, incredibly dull, and without a doubt… Wesker's physical capabilities had become extremely strong.
But fortunately,
Javier's goal wasn't that.
After clearing the path with a front kick, Javier used the momentum to quickly jump back and roll, performing his signature backflip to create distance.
Then, Javier's eyes narrowed, and he instantly drew the Desert Eagle from his waist, chambered a round, pulled the trigger, and flicked his arm, a series of.50 caliber Magnum bullets immediately whizzed out!
"Bang—Bang—Bang—!!!"
Six consecutive shots were fired.
All these bullets flew towards Wesker with strange arcs, almost describable as coming from all directions.
Can you imagine a scene where bullets from a handgun can act like auto-tracking missiles, shooting at you from every angle?
Without a doubt…
This was the first time Wesker had encountered something so bizarre.
He was in disbelief.
Besides being able to curve a single bullet, Javier could even curve six consecutive bullets.
One must know that the difficulty of simultaneously dodging and evading six bullets was dozens of times harder than simply dodging one bullet!
It was like a savage holding a spear without cover,
Yet having to confront over a dozen archers at once, and there was no cover around.
At this moment,
Wesker also had to admit that this bullet-curving shooting technique was indeed powerful.
But Wesker would never believe that this was a technique that could be learned by simply flicking one's wrist.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!"
While he was thinking,
Six bullets had already arrived simultaneously.
Wesker's eyes grew even more crimson, and the dynamic vision of his eyes was pushed to the extreme, as if he wished he could widen his eyes even more, or just activate a Mangekyo Sharingan to play with.
And finally…
After mustering all his strength,
Wesker could finally see the firing arcs and the sequence of all six bullets simultaneously.
Facing the first.50 caliber Magnum bullet heading towards his forehead, Wesker immediately raised his 9mm police pistol and fired.
"Bang bang bang—!!!"
Several 9mm bullets were fired consecutively, but unfortunately… the power of 9mm handgun bullets simply couldn't compare to.50 caliber Magnum bullets.
A series of them were all knocked away by the impact, and noticeable sparks flew in the air.
Only when the magazine was empty,
Wesker barely managed to block the first Magnum bullet.
But he had no chance to catch his breath, as the remaining five bullets struck simultaneously, aiming for Wesker's heart, both arms, and even his lower body, including the crotch area.
This made Wesker Can't help it curse Javier as a treacherous scoundrel.
However, Wesker did not sit idly by.
There wasn't enough time to quickly reload the magazine.
Wesker simply threw the police pistol in his hand with all his might, directly at the Magnum bullet heading towards his heart.
"Clang—!"
The two touched.
A crisp impact sound rang out again.
The pistol's hardness was sufficient, directly blocking the second Magnum bullet.
As for the remaining four,
Wesker took a deep breath and directly performed a cosplay of Neo, the hacker from The Matrix, played by Keanu Reeves.
His dark sunglasses were also very fitting, along with his slicked-back hair and cool, arrogant handsome face.
Without any hesitation,
Wesker instantly took a horse stance, bending his waist at an extremely difficult 90-degree vertical right angle with great flexibility.
He suddenly flung his arms, instantly dodging the shots of the two Magnum bullets aimed at his shoulders.
Then he performed another backflip, supporting himself with his hands on the ground, lifting his feet, and quickly flipping backward.
After countless backflips, Wesker finished with a perfect Thomas flare.
He beautifully dodged the pincer attack of all four Magnum bullets.
The Magnum bullets fired by Javier's Desert Eagle passed through the various gaps and corners of Wesker's dodge in a very miraculous and coincidental way, only grazing Wesker's crisp police uniform, causing no injuries whatsoever.
Wesker, whose "dance" had ended, slowly stood up.
He adjusted the tie around his neck, his expression still cold beneath his dark sunglasses.
This posture… seemed to mock Javier's bullet barrage as nothing special, completely without any difficulty.
But the next second,
"Pfft…!"
Wesker, who had been composed, suddenly changed his expression.
A Magnum bullet, seemingly from nowhere, instantly pierced his calf.
The immense power instantly broke Wesker's calf, blood splattered, and his left leg simply dangled to the ground.
Looking at his broken calf on the ground, Wesker's face was filled with disbelief.
He couldn't understand how this bullet had hit his leg.
He had clearly evaded all the bullets just now…
And facing Wesker's surprised expression,
Javier, unhurriedly, reloaded the Desert Eagle's magazine, then calmly explained:
"Captain Wesker, is there a possibility…"
"My initial target was always your calf; the rest of the bullets were just feints to draw attention.
Those bullets weren't dodged by you; their original trajectory was already like that."
"So, do you still have a chance to escape…?"
Javier's Desert Eagle was reloaded, its dark muzzle pointed squarely at Wesker.
A Wesker who had temporarily lost his mobility seemed to pose no threat to Javier.
Because Wesker's series of abilities were based on physical prowess and martial arts, but if he couldn't get close, then all the joints on his body, which were deadly weapons, would be useless if they couldn't make contact.
And the previous bullet shot,
Actually used the technique of the 'Return Horse Spear' (a trick shot).
The bullet shot in a straight line, this straightforward firing direction could make Wesker relax his guard.
And the moment the bullet penetrated the side of Wesker's calf, it would then curve back to hit again.
This was the 'Return Horse Spear'.
Does it seem outrageous?
Does it seem incredible?
There's nothing to be done, not only you, but even Javier himself finds it outrageous.
He never expected Gun Kata to have such a technique; it's practically a cornering shot with no blind spots, hitting wherever you aim.
Javier even believed that even if he were blind, he could become a gun king.
Of course,
If we're going to talk about outrageousness, there's nothing that can be done.
Gun Kata is a technique that defies the laws of physics.
Newton, that bearded man, couldn't even control his grand-aunt's great-uncle, let alone Wesker?
Besides,
The several overpowered characters in the original Wanted next door are even more outrageous.
Bullets doing a 'Return Horse Spear' are just minor tricks to them.
Someone like Javier is merely a novice among novices.
After all, compared to a sniper rifle that can accurately hit a target from ten kilometers away with calculation, or being able to jump from one skyscraper to the next, instantly killing several enemies in mid-air, or a single bullet curving to penetrate over a dozen heads in a famous scene, the methods Javier displayed can indeed only be considered child's play…
"…"
After a long silence,
Looking at Javier, who had reloaded his.50 caliber Magnum, a hint of apprehension flashed in Wesker's eyes for the first time.
Indeed… with one leg lost, his combat effectiveness had significantly decreased, making it difficult to pose any threat to Javier.
Because Wesker also couldn't imagine,
Besides being able to curve bullets, Javier could also make fired bullets return.
This was no longer just a simple shooting technique.
Wesker wasn't a fool; he had completely come to view Javier's technique as a superpower.
He believed that Javier, this obscure rookie, must have been injected with some kind of virus, just like himself, thereby gaining an enhanced ability.
After all, Wesker himself had been injected with the Progenitor Virus and had experienced the changes in his body's strength and rapidly enhanced neural reactions.
If the brain could be developed to around thirty or even fifty percent, then accomplishing such things wouldn't be strange.
Because according to theory,
The human brain typically only utilizes ten percent of its capacity, and once enhanced by a virus to achieve one hundred percent brain development, one would gain incredible abilities, even predicting the future of something might not be impossible.
Therefore,
Wesker wasn't too surprised by Javier's abilities.
He believed that he, possessing the Progenitor Virus, would one day also be able to easily accomplish such things; merely curving bullets was…
"But if you think you can take me down like this, you can try… rookie,"
"But this time, I won't give you any chance for opportunism.
Don't get cocky just because you've gained virus power like me."
Looking at Javier's confident expression,
Wesker didn't hesitate this time, slowly taking off his original dark sunglasses, revealing his beast-like crimson eyes as he spoke calmly.
Up until now… Wesker still showed no signs of panic.
He still had enough confidence and trump cards.
With that said—
Wesker slowly reached into the pouch behind his waist.
He took out two injection vials, one blue-black and one green.
Without a moment's hesitation, he pulled off the caps, and Wesker directly plunged both injection vials into the jugular vein of his neck.
"Hmph…!"
A low, muffled grunt.
Wesker seemed to be suppressing some kind of pain, his expression gradually twisting, until all the liquid in the syringes was injected clean.
Only then did he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
This appearance… was no different from an addict consuming cannabis.
But in reality,
The two vials just now,
Were actually a catalyst for the Progenitor Virus and a restorative agent for the T-Virus.
Both were agents personally tailored by Wesker for himself, specifically for unexpected needs.
But he didn't expect to use them so soon.
The blue-black agent was a catalyst for the Progenitor Virus, which could, to a certain extent, make the Progenitor Virus within Wesker's body become active and violent, while also accelerating the speed of evolution.
However, such excessive catalysis also had side effects: the virus structure would become extremely unstable, and Wesker could very likely die immediately from being unable to adapt to the virus evolving too quickly.
It was a very dangerous method.
As for the T-Virus restorative agent, it was an agent created by extracting the advantages of the T-Virus itself.
Because the T-Virus itself was separated and obtained from the Progenitor Virus, there was no rejection between the two.
Once this T-Virus restorative agent was injected,
One could gain the enhancement of the T-Virus, with metabolism rapidly accelerating, and injuries healing dozens of times faster, just like zombies infected with the T-Virus.
The side effect, however, was that due to the drastic increase in metabolic rate, energy consumption would be too fast.
Wesker might also develop the same adverse habits as zombies, which is preferring to rapidly obtain energy by consuming fresh blood and flesh, live animals, or even live humans…
Chapter Thirty-Five: Bullet Time
"Hmph ah…!"
After both the catalyst and restorative agent were injected into his body, Wesker let out a very satisfied grunt, as if he had relieved himself several times.
And on Wesker's skin surface, distinct dark green blood vessels gradually became visible.