In the night, a dark shadow sank, and the silver "cyclone" fighter plane slowly landed vertically like a floating ghost. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info stopped quietly in front of Enron's eyes. The silver-gray fuselage has a peculiar angle of edges and corners, and it seems that there is no function to reduce resistance. Diamond-shaped quadrangular body. Enron guessed that the cyclone should be equipped with more than four vector propulsion systems. But this strange structure hides the powertrain. I can't tell how it flies at all. For the current stage of aviation technology, cyclone fighters are as puzzling as flying saucers.

"Ministry of Defense, Ministry of Industry, Aviation Power Group; If the technology of super-Homo sapiens were revealed, it would surely attract countless competitors. If I bid 50 billion yuan and bid for the cyclone fighter in the open field, there will definitely be dozens of bidders bidding, and they will not stop until it is auctioned to more than 500 billion. "Free radicals are very confident in this black technology.

"What the hell..... How the hell did it fly. I don't see where its engine is, is it floating? ”

"Balance the flow." Free Radical tilted his head, "To understand the principle of this, the current science and technology are still ten milestones away from meteorological papers, three Nobel Prize-winning scholars in the field of topological phase transitions, and one of Northrop's top aerodynamics research teams." When the achievements of outstanding scholars are realized into scientific and technological achievements, and theoretical research reaches that level, you may be able to understand my explanations. ”

Enron shook his head, he didn't quite believe in the word eminent scholar anymore. "Will the Ministry of Defense build this in the future? This cyclone, how to operate, does it carry weapons? An Ran cautiously touched the advanced military products of the super Homo sapiens.

"There is no need for any operation, the cyclone is a fully automatic 'soldier', it has a sense of smell and is able to capture unmanned on its own. Machine. The free radical touched the fuselage of the cyclone fighter with his hand, and the surrounding area activated like a biosensor, and a pale glow spread along the fuselage.

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Dark shadows swept over the streets. Uninhabited. The plane overlooks the road where the river is raging. Kunjie drove the violent motorcycle and suddenly braked and swept the floor, then went around to the back of the chasing vehicle. Before the killers could react, Kunjie approached the vehicle, pulled out his submachine gun, and fired at the wheels. Two out-of-control sedans sparked, veered off their lane, and crashed into a street light pole. At this time, the black BMW driven by Labao suddenly came out of the branch road. Kunjie was also caught off guard and was hit by a BMW sports car. The inertia of the high speed caused the motorcycle to slide all the way into the convenience store on the side of the road.

Rabao took off his trench coat, got out of the car unhurriedly, and walked in to find Kunjie all the way. He lifted the collapsed container, but Kunjie, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly returned his rifle and fired a submachine gun at the rushing Labao. However, Rabao dodged in time, and the bullet did not sweep him. Kunjie ripped off his helmet and discarded the finished submachine gun. He has a super keen sense, like a clairing eye, punching through the invisible container!

The fist was in the palm of Rabao——— and the two of them seemed to have a very tacit combination. The container was torn apart, and both men accurately predicted where the other was.

"2245 pounds, the explosive power of this fist has far exceeded the limit of the human body, and it is about a breakthrough level that can only be achieved with 300 grams of di9 efficiency;" Rabao grabbed Kunjie's fist beautifully, with a relaxed expression. Even if he couldn't see where Kunjie was. The sensors in the mechanical palm give him an unmistakable array of mechanical parameters, including Kunjie's exceptional stiffness of the bones. Only such a strong hand bone can withstand the super impact, and it can only be achieved by long-term use of biotech synthetic drugs and daily training.

When biotechnology brings breakthrough results, there are always some weirdos who will irrationally evolve in the opposite direction of retro.

"However, for me, this power is still a little bit short!" Rabao said suddenly ruthlessly! Grab Kunjie's fist. Kunjie feels the power of heaven! The cold, temperatureless skin told him that there was an artificial palm of mechanical alloy on the other side. Rabao twisted his hand, and Kunjie immediately rolled over, and his extremely professional fighting skills reflexively jumped up and caught Rabao! The two of them fought hard and both fell to the ground, and Kunjie was able to break free. But the fist has also shed a layer of skin.

Kunjie wiped the blood. It's not the first time he's played against someone with a mechanical auxiliary organ. In fact, the current mechanical implantation technology is not perfect. On the contrary, people like Kunjie, who use biotechnology to push the human body's potential to the limit, are close to success. This is evidenced by the increasingly unnoticed Olympics. The public wants the inhuman records generated by "cheating" again and again to wash away their cognitive and excitatory nerves.

The duel between the evolution of primitive creatures and the mechanical forces of the future. Using a technical eye with parametric analysis, Labao comprehensively examined the characteristics of Kunjie's whole body. He threw the first punch and swung it towards Kunjie. Instead, Kunjie stepped forward, dodged his iron fist, and then punched Rabao in the abdomen! This punch directly knocked Rabao out and couldn't sit on the ground. With the help of drugs, Kunjie's fists have long surpassed the strength of Xiong Hu, and it is no longer a level that normal natural creatures can reach.

"That's the end of it?" Kunjie shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands defiantly. Normal people can't withstand this kind of impact, and their internal organs have long been shattered. Unless it's an opponent with a subcutaneous protector implanted like the various underground fighters he's ever encountered.

"Of course, no." Rabao restrained the pain and climbed up against the wall, holding his breath. The nanocells quickly repaired the "internal wounds" he had suffered.

"You're just like them! Bulletproof? Kunjie was shocked, but still pretended to be natural. He saw Rabao's belly heaving violently, which was certainly not a normal physiological condition. It's not going to be easy to deal with. Not only does he have mechanical power, but his whole body is a fighting body made of heavy money. Rabao quickly recovered from the damage he had received. He burst into a bear hug and rushed towards Kunjie! The speed was so fast that Kunjie didn't react. Rabao slammed sideways, smashed the thick glass door with Kunjie, and rolled out.

Kunjie was slammed to the ground, unable to recover for a moment. But Rabao's recovery ability was terrifying, and he threw his fist again. Kunjie reflexively took a step back, kept a safe distance, and then threw a heavy punch! At this time, Labao adjusted the power of the manipulator to overload and greeted it!

Flesh and blood are no match for the power of steel; Kunjie didn't expect him to have this trick. The two fists touched, and even if there was no numb pain in the nerve conduction, Kunjie felt the strangeness of the broken bones in his hand. Rabao grabbed his arm, then stepped forward and pressed Kunjie's neck to the ground; Kunjie soon felt like he was about to suffocate. It was a formidable opponent he had never encountered, and he knew that the power of machinery could not break free; Just closed his eyes, stood up and made a cross like a caliper, and with all his might, he clamped Rabao's throat to death!

The two fell to the ground at the same time, choking each other's breath, watching each other's faces gradually change color, waiting for who would die first.......