Looking at the darkness, large and small local forces and gangs, retreating cleanly, the fat man sneered slightly: "Little miscellaneous fish exit, is the main master finally about to appear?" ”

Shout!

As soon as he finished speaking, in the night sky, a dazzling light suddenly flashed, dragging a long tail flame, flying towards the Song Family National Art Museum, if you don't take a serious look, you will think that this is the prelude to a grand fireworks show.

However, this incomparably brilliant and incomparably beautiful scene, in the eyes of the fat man, was more terrible than the end of hell, he jumped up violently, took out the strength to eat milk, and howled: "Damn, it's a missile, everyone get out of the way." ”

Except for Dao Ling'er, the rest of Ye Lanwei, who are all people who have experienced bloody battles on the battlefield, don't need to be reminded by the fat man, everyone knows that within a range of two kilometers, someone launched a missile to this side, and in an instant, all of them desperately dodged into the distance.

Rumble!

The missile landed on the gatehouse of the Song Family's Guoshu Museum, and the violent explosion almost deafened the fat man's ears, and the white light of the explosion turned most of the sky into daylight.

The gatehouse on the side of the Guoshu Museum, like a papier-mâché children's toy, was torn to pieces by the shock wave like a raging wave, and countless brick and tile fragments flew into the sky and fell one after another.

Boom Boom!

As this explosion began, a number of missiles bombarded in a pile, and large mushroom clouds rose into the air, and in the violent explosion, the violent shock wave swept away.

The place where the blast wave, whether it was a building, a street tree, or a restaurant, was like a frenzy of chickens and dogs, and in an instant, it was razed to the ground, and the streets were completely rerouted and distorted.

If it weren't for a few lonely buildings, burning with raging fires, standing miserably and lonely as signs, it would have been impossible to see that this was once a corner of a modern civilized city.

This terrorist attack completely destroyed the buildings of the three streets of the Song Family National Art Museum, and the whole scene was as if it had experienced a major earthquake, but in an instant, this high-rise building full of modern atmosphere became ruins, piles of bricks and rubble, everywhere.

At the moment of the explosion, the fat man had already pulled Dao Ling'er and rushed out of two streets away, but the huge shock wave and the sound of the explosion still made the fat man suffer.

In his ears and eyes, it seemed that thousands of wasps had been drilled into him, buzzing, almost deaf, and his eyes were pierced by the brilliant white light of the explosion, so that he could not open his eyes, but by instinct, he flew away into the distance.

The fat man's back was hit by countless stones and bricks, which made him grin in pain, but Dao Ling'er, who had been protected by him all the time, was basically not injured, and the whole scene was like an apocalypse.

Two kilometers away, an armored mechanical geek was charging at full speed in this direction, his silver-white mask covering his entire face, revealing only a pair of cold and vicious eyes.

The back of his head is also surrounded by a hard and cold metal shell, which is equipped with the most sophisticated high-tech sensor in the world.

The sensor can receive his brain waves, and then turn the information sent by his brain into a specific number of bytes, which are then distributed throughout the body, and finally form a series of coherent movements and postures.

Sun Xiaoyou!

This half-human, half-machine monster, who never died, finally returned again, no one thought that the first master to charge towards GOD was actually Sun Xiaoyou, and in such a fierce and violent way, he began his revenge.

Bang!

Sun Xiaoyou's heavy mechanical feet, every step he took and stepped on the ground, there was a heavy muffled sound, and when he stepped on it, the cement floor cracked, the ground trembled, and his body was everywhere, and the wind was raging, like the legendary god of storms.

And in his heart, he could hear the hum of the power system working, and the shoulder-mounted missile launcher was constantly spewing fire, and every time the fire spewed out, a missile was shot out and bombarded on the original site of the Song Family National Art Museum.

At this moment, the Song Family's National Art Museum has been under fierce artillery fire, like ploughing, the soil has been turned dozens of times, and it is impossible for any creature standing in place to survive, and the scorched soil has been burned into a magma-like flow by the scorching temperature, and it is flowing in a hurry.

Fortunately, the authorities of the cold country had foreseen that most of the residents in this area had been evacuated, but there were also many residents who had not had time to evacuate and died innocently.

Even if the authorities of the cold country had prepared for the worst, they did not expect that there would be such a frenzied guy who would not hesitate to use weapons of mass destruction in order to snipe GOD.

Yelanwei didn't have anyone injured, as early as the moment the first missile exploded, this group of slippery guys had already fled and escaped from the explosion range.

Since the moment the charge began, Sun Xiaoyou's cruel smile has been hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he also knows that this kind of large-scale bombing can't help Wang Xiaoshi at all, but he is happy to do so.

Ever since the moment he opened his eyes in the nutrition tank at the headquarters of the Dark Inquisition, Sun Xiaodemon had not regarded himself as a human being.

To be exact, Sun Xiaoyou is already a super god!

When a person has more power than God, he is not a human being, and a weak and humble person like an ant is only worthy of prostrate in front of him and let him slaughter him, for Sun Xiaoyou, these ordinary human beings, no matter how many thousands of people die, are not worth his brains.

Oh, his brain has been connected to modern machinery, he can't bother too much, it's worth bothering, there is only one person, and that is Wang Xiaoshi.

An injured old woman, holding a child with pink makeup in her arms, her leg was crushed by the upside-down masonry, and she was trying her best to pull out, although her leg was suppressed, but with a little force, she could still pull out.

The little girl was in the old woman's arms, crying and crying, and her young heart could not understand this catastrophe that had fallen from the sky, the raging fires all around, and the rumbling of cannons, which had never been seen in her cruelest nightmares.

The old woman kept praying, praying that a missile would not land here, it didn't matter if she died, but this child was only seven years old, and her beautiful life had just begun.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoshi also discovered the old and the young, and accelerated towards them: "Don't be afraid, I'll save you." ”

Sun Xiaoyou's mechanical body, which was more than two meters high, also rushed to a place less than eight hundred meters away from Wang Xiaoshi, and behind him, raging flames rose into the sky.

When Sun Xiaoyou saw Wang Xiaoshi rushing towards the old woman and the little girl at full speed, the wicked smile on the corner of his mouth smiled even deeper.

As soon as he stomped his feet, two accelerators in his calves, spewed out a long tail flame, and the whole person soared into the sky, jumping about one story high, and then falling into the air.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the soles of his mechanical metal feet just trampled on the feet of the old woman and the little girl, and the huge weight of nearly two tons immediately trampled the two innocent people into pulp, blood gushed out, and was immediately scorched by the scorching power of his calf accelerator.

Wang Xiaoshi rushed to a place less than fifty meters, and when he saw such a tragic scene, he couldn't help but crack his eyes and roared loudly: "Beast! ”

Sun Xiaoyou stood in place, twisted his neck, made a buzzing metal beep, a pair of vicious eyes, and looked at the enemy Wang Xiaoshi in front of him with malicious malice, with a metal mask, his voice was hoarse, full of metallic texture: "No, in my eyes, ordinary people are not as good as beasts, they only deserve to be called ants, insects, I don't care about the life and death of these people at all." ”

He looked at Wang Xiaoshi's reddened eyes with appreciation, and said gloomily: "What makes me care is you, as long as it is something you care about, I will care, what you dislike, I preserve, you protect, I destroy, hehe." ”

Speaking of this, he laughed sistically, slowly raised his arm, his left arm was buzzing, and gradually showed a military axe, a heavy and blunt axe, the shape was extremely fierce and rough, only afraid of more than a ton, only such a mechanical monster, using the hydraulic control zhì system, can be used.

On the other hand, his right hand arm, the machine slowly deformed, turned out to be a big round hammer, eight-edged hammer-shaped, swarthy, enough for ordinary people to hug big, held in Sun Xiaoyou's hands, it is a shield and a heavy hammer.

Sun Xiaoyou's feet stood like a mountain, with an axe in his left hand and a heavy hammer in his right hand, like a giant in Greek mythology and legend, and laughed wildly: "Wang Xiaoshi, you didn't expect it, right? Is my little demon still alive? ”

When!

As he spoke, the axe and the hammer struck each other, and his voice was deafening and arrogant: "Aren't you a martial arts supergod?" Haha, I want you to know, what is the God of the Strongest! ”

He is more than two meters tall, extremely burly, with a streamlined metallic luster, Wang Xiaoshi, who is one meter eight tall, was not short originally, but in front of him, he was as short as a child.

"Tsk, how did you get this look, Jiao, a living Transformer, I guess if I get you to Disneyland, you will definitely be liked by children all over the world, Transformers Oba, you are so handsome."

Sun Xiaoyou's vicious and arrogant appearance is enough to scare any clear-minded person into peeing, but the fat man who is digging his nostrils with his thumb has a curious and rare face, it seems that if he is not tall enough, he would want to come over and pat Sun Xiaoyou's metal head.

"You're looking for death!"

Although he claimed to be a god, Sun Xiaoyou was still defeated by the fat man's unusually strong desire for knowledge, and in the fat man's curious eyes, he finally admitted that in fact, he was not a so-called god at all, but an ugly monster.

In the midst of the loud shouts, Sun Xiaoyou took a step forward, a heavy axe and a giant hammer, and Mount Tai was overwhelmed, and smashed towards the fat man.