Modo Neighborhood, seven a.m.

On both sides of the road outside the abandoned chemical plant, all kinds of vehicles are parked, and the vehicles are spray-painted with various violent and exaggerated color patterns.

Several strong men stood at the gate with expressionless faces, their waists bulging, and their cold gazes forced many passers-by who tried to see the excitement directly back.

The factory is even more exaggerated, the strong men with hideous scorpion tattoos on their arms are bare in broad daylight, blatantly carrying black submachine guns, one by one murderous, standing in all directions of the factory to monitor the whole scene.

Inside the underground car park.

It was even bloodier and more terrifying than the slaughterhouse, and in the parking lot full of stumps and broken legs, the faces of the members of the Scorpion Society were very ugly, and they endured the discomfort one by one, trying to maintain a calm look.

In the center of the field, several strong men standing together were extremely conspicuous.

They were dressed in expensive suits, red ties, and leather shoes that shone in the light, and they looked like high-class business elites.

And in the face of the extremely visually striking bloody scenes all over the ground, no one showed the slightest expression of discomfort, and their eyes were full of indifference and anger.

At the forefront of their crowding was a middle-aged man in light-colored casual clothes, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, looking ordinary, like an uncle next door.

But this middle-aged man like an uncle next door has a cold murderous intent in his eyes at the moment.

"Do you see what......

His voice was low and slightly hoarse.

"Cross. ”

After saying the name Cross, all the people next to him couldn't help but bow their heads slightly, and a trace of awe and fanaticism flashed in their eyes.

In front of a corpse with only the upper body left, a tall man in a gray T-shirt put down the small half of his head that had been rubbed for a long time in his hand and slowly got up.

As he got up and stood up, his tall physique gradually stretched, and an invisible ferocious aura spread, like a devouring beast that had just woken up from a dream and was slowly opening its eyes!

[Tyrant] Cross!

Ranked sixth on the black list, second only to the horror fighter of [Bloody Hand] Delaika!

"It's the Blood...... Cross muttered, "the skulls of several of them have been pierced, and this is a necessary step for the Bloodbreed to create a puppet bloody corpse. ”

And as a middle-aged man who can control Cross, he is the boss of the Scorpion Society-Morey.

"Sure enough, it's the garbage of those dirty water streets......"

Morey's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Blood debt should be blood payment, and the murderer will never let it go!"

Cross frowned slightly.

He knows the horror of xenos best, ordinary people have no ability to fight back in the face of xenos, although the scorpion will be very powerful, but it is basically impossible to find the blood seed that does not know where and then kill him.

"Xenomorphs are not inexplicable, otherwise they wouldn't have been confined to Dirty Water Street like livestock. Morey could see his thoughts from Cross's look and said lightly.

"You...... Ready to ask them to help?!" Cross's eyes widened suddenly.

He seemed shocked by what Morey was about to do.

"It's not ...... them"

Morey shook his head and said, "It's those Xia people who found me through Makati some time ago and hoped to contact them through me. ”

"Are those people......

Hearing Morey's words, Cross suddenly had an impression.

"If it's those people, it's true...... Who ?!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Cross suddenly let out a loud shout, grabbed a pitch-black diamond-shaped dart in his hand and threw it in one direction!

Quickly pulled out their pistols, and the men in the suits who followed in that direction were stunned, because there was a large blank wall.

But just as the black streamer of the dart was about to hit, the wall suddenly rippled like water waves!

A twisted humanoid quickly dodged, and the dart was embedded deep into the wall.

The men in the suits were shocked and shot decisively!

Bang! Bang!

But in the next moment, a shocking scene appeared.

Sparks flew from the twisted figure, and the bullets that hit him were ejected, and the pistol didn't hurt him in the slightest!

"Don't be nervous...... I don't want to do anything with you. ”

In the fierce gunfire, the figure gradually appeared in full form, a young man with flaxen hair.

It's just that the brown eyes with a slight vicissitudes of life show that he doesn't seem to be as young as he looks.

"Stop. ”

As soon as Morey gave the order, the gunfire stopped.

He stared at the young man and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, why are you here?"

"Originally, I was going to leave directly, but since I was accidentally discovered, then I will simply explain, so as not to misunderstand. ”

The young man's gaze lingered on Cross for a while, and then slowly shifted to Morey.

"I am a member of the Gordon Neighborhood Self-Government Committee...... As for the name, I don't want to say it, it's for the blood that escaped that he appeared here. ”

It's a monster from Dirty Water Street again......

Morey's face was not good-looking, and he looked at the young man gloomily.

"As for the blood, there is no need to worry about it, for the crimes he has committed, the Autonomous Council will give him the punishment he deserves. ”

Pointed at a much more powerful submachine gun, he still didn't change his face, and seemed to have no idea about these guns at all.

Cross had already quietly walked up to Morey and protected him by his side, and Morey also had a gloomy face and did not say a word.

"So, that's it. ”

His gaze returned to Cross.

"Well, I'll go first. ”

He put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, making a courtesy, he smiled, his figure changed again, and everyone watched, his body turned into the color of the wall, and in the blink of an eye, he could not see any difference from the wall.

"He's gone. Half-ranging, Cross spoke.

"Xenomorph ......"

Morey gritted his teeth, since becoming the boss of the Scorpion Society, he had not been so blatantly threatened for many years.

The person just now seemed polite and elegant, but that kind of indifferent killing intent had always been condensed in him.

Morey knew that as long as he did anything bad just now, there would definitely be another bloody storm here!

"What about that blood?"

Cross asked.

As he spoke, he was a little absent-minded, and the flash of green scales lingered in his mind under the young man's torn clothes that had just been hit by bullets.

"Let's go back. ”

Morey began to turn around and walk out, and said coldly: "Contact me with those Xia people." ”

The men in the suits followed, and Cross followed.

............

Afternoon.

Garage, comprehensive training ground.

"Doh... Chemical element... Do......"

At the edge of the field, an old baseball transmitter sits there, spitting out one white baseball after another into the air.

Then, before the baseballs could hit the ground, they were hit by silver lines that cut through the air and fell in the other direction.

Not a single fish caught in the net were all shot down in the sound of breaking the air.

These silver lines that crossed the air were the afterimages left by Li Xing, who was standing on the other side, shooting out steel coins.

Fixed targets don't need to be practiced anymore, and he's now practicing moving them.

"Garcia, speed up a gear. Li Xing suddenly stopped and shouted.

He needs to train more difficultly.

Garcia, who was sitting next to the baseball transmitter and had been watching Li Xing's "performance" with great interest, nodded immediately after hearing it and increased his speed by one gear.

Suddenly, the speed of those baseballs doubled, and after Pascal's modification, this baseball transmitter was divided into five gears, and the highest five gears were used by several of them to practice dodging bullets, which showed how fast the speed was.

Li Xing is ready to practice to the third level, and he will no longer invest too much energy, the hidden weapon is only his auxiliary means, and melee combat is his main attack method.

After the speed was raised, Li Xing's hit rate suddenly decreased a lot, leaving only seventy percent of the original.

He was not in a hurry or impatient, and continued to practice boringly.

"This guy...... No wonder it's so powerful. ”

Aika, who had just woken up, looked at Li Xing in training and showed a complicated look, "If I can persist like him, I will have at least half of the strength of Big Brother Ximan now." ”

He was also taught authentic martial arts secrets by Seaman, but it was too painful to practice, so he didn't have much energy on it at all, so his strength couldn't go up, so he simply took the route of combining martial arts and firearms like Jeff.

Except for a period of time when he went out last night, he didn't see Li Xing spend any time entertaining or resting, like a robot, repeating boring training, and being diligent to a terrible degree.

As for the physical strength, Aika didn't feel strange, because he knew that many martial arts secret techniques had been practiced to the realm of Dacheng, and it would not be a problem to not eat or sleep for several days, and his energy was terrifying.

"No matter what kind of success you have, you can't do without the blood and sweat you have to work hard for. ”

Xinsen's eyes were melancholy, as if he remembered some embarrassing past, and patted Aika on the shoulder vigorously and said, "So, work hard, boy." ”

Aika sighed, although he understood these truths, but he knew that he could not have such a strong willpower as Li Xing to continue to execute.

After practicing for more than an hour, Li Xing looked at the time and finally stopped training.

He didn't rest for a long time, and he was still training at high intensity, even he was a little overwhelmed, and Li Xing was ready to rest for a while.

But before that, he's going to go on a trip.

Finding Pascal who was busy again, borrowing a car, Li Xing drove in the direction of Wu Qi's school.

He's going to find someone.

Ferchy's sister, Monica.