Of the seven archangels, the one leading the way is Metatron, and the Mingguan trial project he gave is a decisive battle between life and death. ?Eight? One Chinese? (8) ??. (1) 8?1?Z?From this sequence and the difficulty of the project, it is not difficult to see that Metatron really hates Lang Zhan, so if he doesn't make a move, he will want to kill Lang Zhan. Moreover, he didn't seem to want to wait even a second.

Riding an off-road vehicle along an underground road to the proving ground, passing through several training sites along the way, hearing the boiling voices and dense gunfire inside, Lang Zhan really saw the power of the angel. Get off at the end of the road, then pass through a level made of all steel, and then walk over a hill, Lang Zhan stands in front of a valley.

Last night, Lang Zhan had a satellite map to search the trial ground through the tactical tablet, but unfortunately, just as he couldn't find the location of the east and west areas, he also couldn't find the map of the trial ground.

At the entrance to the valley is a sign that reads "Proving Ground" in bird script. Underneath the sign, Metatron stood there with his hands folded over his shoulders and expressionless. Seeing Lang Zhan, the corners of his mouth grinned, looked at his watch, and said, "There is still a minute and a half!" Bastard, you're dead! After speaking, he raised his right hand and gestured towards Lang Zhan to shoot a gun.

In the face of Metatron's provocation, Lang Zhan didn't even blink an eye. His gaze passed directly through Metatron, landing on the valley behind him and on the hillside. It should be the reason why it was inaccessible before, the valley was lush and green with a primeval aura, however, in some of the bushes and grasses, Lang Zhan could just feel some dangerous aura. As an archangel, Metatron naturally has his own team, and because of his status as an archangel, his team has no foundation even in the angel's archives. In other words, Lang Zhan had no way of knowing how many people Metatron had recruited for this trial, and he had no way of knowing the identities of these people and what they were good at.

Time passed quickly, and with a quick, shrill whistle, Metatron gestured at him again, and then disappeared behind a rock.

Lang Zhan didn't enter immediately, but carefully and carefully checked the equipment on his body~

Lang Zhan's ~ battle was broadcast live, and after he left, the fire man and the others went to the hall. What they didn't expect was that the spacious hall was actually full of people at this time, including Cole and Nina, two Frankensteins who are rarely seen.

As an old angel, Burning Man and Hawkeye have many acquaintances. Seeing them, a large white man sitting next to Cole said loudly, "Hey Fire Man, I heard that it was your boss who participated in the trial today?" ”

The big man's words immediately made everyone turn their attention to the fire man and Hawkeye, a black man who was not tall but had a very strong body, and said, "Fire man and Hawkeye, you two have your heads caught in the door?" Actually recognize a milky guy as the boss? ”

The burning man chose several seats and sat down, and the burning man glanced at the black man and said disdainfully, "Scarlet face, shut your stinky mouth!" Be a babe in the woods? Hehe, I hope you won't drop your jaw later! ”

The big white man seemed to be interested, and asked, "Fireman, you seem to have a lot of confidence in your new boss." I heard that he is a Chinese? Could it be that he is a so-called kung fu master? By the way, I remembered that in the previous Angel Island Ring Match, there seemed to be a great bull. Could it be him? ”

"White Giant, you should know that we killed a lot of people at Kremiya this time. Do you think you're even better than Lance? I'm telling you, without werewolves, we would probably all be folded there. Well, you know why now? ”

"God, is that thing true? I heard that less than ten of the new guys survived this batch, and the old guys were almost finished......"

"Begin it, White Giant, shut your foul mouth."

In New York, Emerson was also watching the trial. The difference is that because he directly mobilized the satellite to shoot from a high altitude from a long distance, he could see Metatron's formation and what Lang Zhan was going to face in the early morning.

Somewhat terrifyingly, Emerson's originally white face now had a few more red herpes-like things. What's even more exaggerated is that there are several needles on the table in front of him, and when the sharp electric whistle sounds, he has just poked a herpes with a needle and pumped out a tube of red and white liquid. "Is this the price of reaping power?" Throw the used syringe straight into a trash can, Emerson said. Then he took out a few tissues and wiped his face haphazardly, and his eyes were on the screen.

Lang Zhan's weapons included an M14 reinforced sniper rifle, two M9 pistols, and an M9 bayonet. When it comes to weapons alone, there seems to be nothing special about them. However, after he crossed the safety line, even the black "Scarlet Face", who was a little hostile to him, had to say "Fire Man, you little boss is a little interesting".

Those who can sit in the hall and watch the trial are all equipped with the identity of quasi-angels or seeds like Park Han-young. Not to mention that they are experienced in a hundred battles, at least they all have considerable eyesight. As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, Lang Zhan did not rush forward after crossing the safety line, but immediately stood sideways, and with this action alone, everyone knew that he had a keen insight into danger and knew how to avoid potential dangers.

The battle began without warning, and it was Lang Zhan who struck first. He leaned sideways, holding the M14 in both hands, and slowly moved the muzzle of the gun as everyone's eyes began to look for where the "enemy" might exist. Lang Zhan suddenly pulled the trigger. The gunshots exploded, and a scream rang out from a tree about one hundred and fifty meters away from him, and a figure in a Gillette shirt planted the canopy with the scream, fell to the ground and convulsed ~ twice and then did not move.

With a sharp eye and a mouthful of saliva, he shouted, "It's a monkey!" ”

"When did the monkey become a member of Metatron?" The White Giant answered.

"I died too unjustly!" Scarlet Face said, smash it twice in the mouth.

"Come on, come really?" Someone should be seeing the archangel on ~ for the first time, and stammered.

"Of course it's true, what do you think the archangel is on ~ the throne?" The white giant said, his white skin slowly turning red, and his breathing becoming heavy.

The shot fired by Lang Zhan was like a signal, and the sound of "Da Da Da" rang out from behind a stone about eighty meters away from him, followed by three figures jumping out at the same time with this stone as the center. Three people, all M16A4 rifles, three rifles took turns to fire to ensure that one line of fire was fired at Lang Zhan. Lang Zhan seemed to be defenseless after a shot knocked out the sniper in the tree, but when the machine gun rang out, it was as if he had pressed a spring under his feet, and he jumped behind a rock protruding from the ground. The machine gun was operated by a strong white man wearing a steel helmet and camouflage on his face, who immediately stood up with the machine gun in his arms and quickly adjusted his position.

"What is he?" Only then did everyone's attention focus on Lang Zhan, and then they were surprised that Lang Zhan's posture was very strange. He actually used M14 and his feet as support, and the whole person was lying behind the rocks in the air. There are always guys who can't hold their breath and blurt out the doubts in their hearts. And the next moment, he figured out Lang Zhan's intentions.

The angel management team used several drones for live broadcasting, and as a camera zoomed in, everyone realized that the moss on the rock where Lang Zhan was hiding was a little strange, and there were obvious traces of human movement. The camera zoomed in again, and they saw a looming line. Everyone is a veteran of the battlefield, so they can naturally think of what it means for this abrupt line to appear here, and they look at Lang Zhan with a hint of appreciation.

The gunshots continued to ring, and suddenly the camera was completely complete, and on the slope of the hill about sixty meters away from the rock where Lang Zhan was hiding, Metatron appeared, and he was carrying a bazooka on his shoulder.

"Oh my God!" Someone exclaimed, and the originally calm expressions of the Fire Man and Hawkeye became solemn, and Lori clenched her hands even more directly, muttering words in her mouth, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

"He knows there's a treacherous mine there?" The white giant turned his head to look at the Burning Man with an inquiring look.

The Burning Man ignored him, and Metatron directly sacrificed a big killing weapon like a bazooka, which made the Burning Man worry about Lang Zhan's situation.

Lang Zhan only showed his thunder when he pounced. That is, his heart moved, he felt the danger, and then his eyes shrank sharply, and in the next moment, he made a difficult support movement with his gun and feet. Two lines of fire flew over him, hitting the rocks with a loud crack, and as the chips flew up, he bit his teeth lightly, and his head quickly turned from side to side, and began to look for the next hiding place.

Each Archangel was able to recruit five of his men to join his team. What Lang Zhan didn't expect was that Metatron would actually adopt such a seemingly simple and crude but very practical tactic to deal with him. Not only that, but he seemed to be worried that a frontal attack would not work, so he specially laid a lot of traps.

New York, Emerson's eyes narrowed, and the fart~ strand had the meaning of raising slightly, but he just moved and sat back. "Metatron seems to really hate Lang Zhan! However, if he can't even cope with this kind of scene, what qualifications does he have to become a level warrior? He muttered to himself, and convinced himself.

Lang Zhan didn't know that Metatron had appeared, and he went directly to a gluttonous meal like a bazooka. Just when everyone in the hall exclaimed in unison, and when Metatron sneered and pulled the trigger, Lang Zhan seemed to sense the danger, and the hands of the pestle suddenly became stronger, and the legs of both ~ shrank and stretched slightly at the same time, and then the whole person moved out horizontally to the right hand.