Chapter 697: Regeneration

"After the First World War, the Welts built a lot of scattered bases in the Sixth Sector, and the military had no way of finding out what exactly they were doing, but there is no doubt that the natural environment in the Sixth Sector will be like this now, largely because of the operation of these outsiders' bases, and not entirely because of the massive weapons thrown into the First World War, the battlefield of the First World War was completely occupied by the Welts after the war, and a base was set up, where one of their giant flying carriers was parked."

Zuo Ling pointed to the southeast direction and said slowly.

"After the war, they hung a headless corpse above the front of the base."

"He's been hanging there for two years."

……

"That's ......"

Luo Yang was thoughtful.

He knew that the situation was a little weird.

Because the corpse of the real Yang hangs there, in Zuo Ling's words: then what is himself?

……

"Mind pointing the way?"

He glanced back at Zuo Ling.

"It's all up to you, my master."

Zuo Ling smiled faintly.

……

"Buzz!!"

Luoyang started the motorcycle drive system.

The internal energy transfer device roared rapidly.

Zuo Ling comfortably hugged Luo Yang's waist.

Then, the heavy motorcycle carrying the two men began to run wildly in the barren wilderness of District 6.

Their destination was the battlefield of the First World War.

……

"By the way, don't you remember the boss of the 'wormhole' before?" Zuo Ling stuck to Luo Yang and suddenly asked.

"You mean that drunken guy?" Luo Yang asked.

"That's right." Zuo Ling nodded.

She was talking about the sloppy man who had led them both into the hotel room.

"That person, what's wrong?" Luo Yang drove the motorcycle at a gallop and asked lightly.

"Looks like you really don't remember a lot of things." Zuo Ling said: "Charles Lettler. ”

Luo Yang quickly searched in his mind and found that he had no impression of the name......

"I don't remember." He shook his head.

"In the first battle, the only high-level immortal bird who didn't show his face." Zuo Ling leaned on Luo Yang's ear and said.

"Wow!!"

The motorcycle stopped in an instant.

The rolling wheels rubbed against the ground for some distance, and smoke roared.

After Luo Yangsha got out of the car, he frowned and thought for a long time.

Zuo Ling didn't speak, just waited quietly for Luo Yang and didn't bother him, but his two hands were still wrapped around Luo Yang's waist and he was reluctant to let go.

As if she had decided that this man was her hope of surviving in the Sixth District, she would not let go of it.

……

After a while, Luo Yang came back to his senses.

"I said I think that guy looks a little familiar." He muttered.

Charles Lettler, he really didn't have any impression of this name, but Zuo Ling reminded him that this person was a high-level immortal bird who had not appeared in the first battle, so Luo Yang recalled something.

The list of ten high-level people of the Immortal Bird has been announced a long time ago, and the names and photo information of all the people in it are public.

For Yang, he encountered eight of the ten high-level people in the first battle, from Knox at the beginning, and later Bruce, the ugly eight, the samurai, Pinkerman, and Wick, plus Walter, who is also a symbiote fusion, and CEO Connor Marshall, all of the above eight people appeared. There are two more people left.

A female member of the Transformer named "Karen Kieran" was completely melted down by the furnace during the assault on the coalition headquarters.

The only high-level immortal bird who hasn't appeared from beginning to end is this guy named Charles Lettler.

In the first battle, there was no trace of this guy at all.

If Zuo Ling didn't say it, Luo Yang might not notice this guy.

But now he seemed to be able to gradually recall some fragments of broken memories.

……

"Charles Lettler."

Luo Yang muttered to himself.

"Looks like I've remembered something again."

"It's so angry, you can remember this, everyone slept with you, and you didn't think about other people's ......," Zuo Ling said angrily.

And Luo Yang pouted calmly: "I don't like people older than me to pretend to be tender." ”

"Yes, master." Zuo Ling instantly put away her coquettish look.

"Shall we go to the Wilman base now?" She asked.

"Yes."

Luo Yang nodded faintly.

He started the motorcycle again.

He doesn't care much about what is going on with this Charles Lettler, the immortal bird is gone, and even the original armed force of the immortal bird is called the reformer organization in its own right, so he actually doesn't have much influence as a high-level person.

In Luo Yang's fragmented memory, Charles had nothing to do with him, and he wouldn't waste any time on the other party if it wasn't necessary.

……

The bike sped in the direction of the southeast coast.

At this time, it was about five kilometers behind Luo Yang.

It's still full of people.

It is indeed not a trivial matter for the team of twenty people organized by the reformers to be killed by Luo Yang alone, many people are aware of the seriousness of the matter, those who don't really want to get into trouble have already left here first, and they know that the newcomer who has never appeared today definitely has a lot of origin.

The Transformer organization has a lot of influence in the Sixth District, to put it bluntly, except for the Wils, almost all the other creatures in the Sixth District live on their own like lonely ghosts, and there are very few team-type units, so organizations like the Transformers and Hunters will be much more powerful than other individuals.

Normally, no one wants to provoke them.

Today, however, is clearly an exception.

The team of twenty transformers was torn apart in a matter of ten seconds.

Maybe there will be a lot of good drama in the near future.

……

And the show came sooner than anyone had predicted.

Not long after Luo Yang's front foot left, people from another organization arrived here.

Several armored vehicles roared into the venue, unreasonably rushing into the crowd, as if they didn't care if they would crush people to death.

But those people did not dare to complain, and they all retreated quickly and gloomily.

Because the icons on these armored vehicles represent an organization that they can not afford to provoke as free men, and even in a way, this organization is more obvious than the Modifier organization.

They are hunters.

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