When the team that dealt with us hurried down the corridor, Black Dog and I were wantonly wreaking havoc in a large real room similar to a production workshop, full of broken equipment and broken semi-finished products......

Among the large group of enemies, the leader turned out to be a quartz clock in a red suit, the dead shemale threw the long hair that covered half of his face behind his head, revealing the prosthetic eye that made people uncomfortable to look at, and the old guy next to him, with a bald head and a folded face drooping like a Shar Pei, was probably the scalpel that roared at us in the megaphone just now. Both of these men's right index fingers were strangely stiff and bent in the direction of the back of the hand, apparently having just been pruned off and being rushed to deal with us before they could be treated.

Surrounded by a group of men in white research uniforms, the two men rushed through the door, and when they glanced at the "crime scene" we had made, their faces turned green, obviously distressed by the damage we had caused, and then they looked at us with resentment and hatred in their eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill with the expression that wanted to dismantle us.

"Kill them!" Fukiko covered her mouth in disgust like a woman and squinted at us, and without even saying a polite word, she gave the order to kill.

"Wait a minute!" I stopped, and after a quick glance at the group, I noticed that they were all tall, short, fat and thin. But almost all of them have a kind of pale face and nerd's peculiar sour smell that has been buried in research in a dark and damp place all year round, and has accumulated over time. I already knew in my heart that this was a researcher at the Fujita Weapons Research Institute. And it's the kind that you know at a glance that combat effectiveness is scum.

"Do you want to send such a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people to deal with us?" I said contemptuously to Futaozi, "And if you don't have a gun in your hand, you don't even take a stick, you look down on us too much, right?"

"You guys don't get cheap here!" said the old guy called the scalpel angrily: "The soldiers invade our research institute in two ways, let you attract attention here, and the other way goes straight to the third core of the research institute! How can we let this little trick succeed! The main combat force of the research institute has already gone to intercept your three accomplices!"

"What are you talking about?" I suddenly realized that I couldn't keep up with my opponent's train of thought.

"Don't pretend to be confused!Those three people are with you!" The old thing jumped to his feet and said, "Do you think that bypassing our blockade and surveillance and appearing directly on the third floor can catch us off guard!? You underestimate the Fujita Research Institute too much!"

"Now that they've been blocked on the third floor by the seven second-level transformers of the toolbox, it's only a matter of time before they're caught and killed," Quartz Zhong Yin said, "And to deal with the bait that you two have been released to disrupt your vision, it will be enough to have me and the scalpel." ”

From the words of these two guys. I finally learned some information, it turned out that Jiang Shasha and Xie Erdong were not delayed and did not catch up, but had already gone straight to Huanglong one step ahead of us, as for how they bypassed the second layer and directly entered the core area of the third layer, I don't have to think about it to know that it must be because of the third person who traveled with them - it was definitely Chen Sanshan's old thing, this labyrinth-like hole was originally dug out by Lao Wang Ba himself back then, and it is not strange to leave a secret escape exit for himself with the virtue of that old chicken thief.

And the people at the Fujita Research Institute left us aside, and now I don't think it's any psychological warfare, but the sudden appearance of an enemy in their nest has taken them off guard. All the energy is spent on dealing with this sneak attack of the enemy army, naturally we don't have the time to take care of us headless flies like wandering around, no matter how you look at it, it looks like an abandoned pawn with a special bait for attacking the east and west, that is to say, if we don't hold back ourselves. If we start smashing, burning, and looting without saying a word, no one will come to encircle and suppress us until now......

Leave behind the remorse that you are well fed and have nothing to do, and finally ask for trouble. I retorted to the dead shemales, "So this whole bunch of people are here to cheer you two on? They don't look like they can stand three punches and two kicks!"

Futsuko chuckled: "Of course not, they are...... How to say it. Neither of us is the type to go head-to-head with people. ”

I nodded. Needless to say, it can be seen that a sissy and an old man, the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, and the pregnant account for four things, so they are naturally not good at confronting people head-on.

So, these two people are both priests who brush their own blood and demon halos in the back?

This is naturally a joke, the kind of anti-heaven profession that can stand behind the crowd and recite two crooked poems praising the gods with a bandage can make oneself full of warlike spirit, and there is no zài in reality, but these two people really don't seem to have the meaning of taking the lead in facing us head-on, the old man waved his hand, and the researcher behind him nodded expressionlessly, and rushed towards us without a loud voice.

As mentioned earlier, this group of researchers who look more like otaku than warriors don't have weapons in their hands, and I was still wondering how this institute is so poor that they don't have a stick to fight dogs, but I happened to see this group of people running and tearing off their right or left hands, revealing all kinds of mechanical prosthetics hidden in them, and it was only then that I realized that they were the same as Ikegami and the others who were defeated by us, and they were also people who contributed an arm to science.

But unlike those people on the pond, the mechanical arms transformed by these people are obviously dedicated to the fine operation of the real yàn room, in other words, they are not suitable for combat, so don't look at the pliers in their hands and change the taper screwdriver in their hands There are several in their hands, but in terms of size and power, now the junior high school ruffians don't bother to use this kind of thing to fight petty.

It seems that he also knows in his heart that he is looking for death by rushing up with the gadgets in his hand, so the charge of this gang of people is always a little afraid of reluctance, the quartz clock saw it in his eyes, and snorted angrily, the sound was not loud but it was like a cold wind blowing on the ground, and instantly blew goosebumps on my and the black dog's body.

Li Mo and I were just a chill, but these otaku who were forced to go to the battlefield were so frightened that they trembled, as if the fate of annoying this man behind him who was neither male nor female would be much more miserable than launching a suicidal charge at us with a small-sized screwdriver, so I don't know who roared first to give themselves courage, and everyone accelerated their pace at the same time, and rushed towards us with their heads and weapons brandished.

"What's up to you. I took a step to the side, giving up the space to Li Mo, who was more suitable for large-scale group killing, and at the same time instructed: "When you start, it's not easy for people, obviously you have no power to tie the chicken and you are still being taken out as a gunman, and you can't bear to ...... if you beat it hard" (to be continued......