Sun Wukong leaned his upper body, and a grenade flew over his head, hitting the wall not far behind, making a violent explosion.

Faced with an MK32 light 40mm revolver grenade, he did not stop, carrying the golden hoop stick and rushing forward in an instant.

Poof!

The agent, holding the MK32 grenade gun in both hands, splattered blood, was pierced through a large hole in his chest, and collapsed.

Killing an agent, Sun Wukong swept through a slightly dark passage like the wind.

Just walked out of the passage, his vision suddenly lit up, and a dazzling beam of snow light shot straight in.

Accompanied by a bright beam of light is a dense web of bullets.

Sun Wukong's face did not change color, and the golden hoop rod in his hand rotated and circled, like a wheel, and the shadow of the rod was dense and impermeable, and the feng shui could not be splashed.

There was a crackling sound, and all the bullets that came from the shot were blocked by the golden hoop stick, and then bounced away.

The ricocheting bullets rang out, and the nearby gunners were shot and fell.

As several of the gunmen fell, holes immediately appeared in the bullet net.

Sun Wukong made a mistake, slid away and jumped, and stepped forward on the wall like a cornice.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullet was like a long whip, punching out dense bullet holes behind him, and dust flew away.

Ten feet!

Five feet!

The golden hoop stick suddenly became longer, and Sun Wukong grabbed it with one hand with his left hand and swept it.

The remaining gunmen all broke their leg bones and fell to the ground screaming.

Rushing through the gunman's blockade, he walked down a section of the building, and a door appeared.

There were two guards in front of the door. Sun Wukong casually knocked down the two guards.

He looked at the protective door, holding the golden hoop stick in one hand and slamming it hard, with a loud bang. The protective door suddenly flew upside down.

He walked in and found it to look like a prison, or a secret room.

The space is very large, and there are all kinds of medical devices and scientific research instruments for unknown purposes.

Several middle-aged men in big white coats, like doctors or scientific researchers. Outside of these middle-aged men stood a young man with blond hair with a mechanical left arm.

It was the masked man who had been knocked down once by his coffee bean stand-in not long ago. This time, though, he wasn't wearing a mask.

It seems that these middle-aged men have just treated the robotic arm man and made the robotic arm man recover.

It's just that I probably didn't expect him to come so quickly. So much so that he didn't have time to retreat.

Sun Wukong could feel that the mechanical arm man was staring at his cold gaze.

"Then let me see if you really can't die!"

didn't care about this ruthless gaze at all, Sun Wukong muttered. He rushed up with the baton.

Bang!

The mechanical arm man grabbed a chair with his powerful left arm and threw it over. Then there was a hospital bed and a scientific research instrument, but these were all just swept away by Sun Wukong with a golden hoop stick.

Call!

The golden hoop rod was lifted up, and with a strong wind, it slashed down at the head of the mechanical arm man.

The mechanical arm man, who couldn't hide at all, had to fight hard and raised his left mechanical arm, wanting to resist the smashing of the golden hoop stick.

Click!

The golden hoop rod and the mechanical left arm are exchanged. There was a clang, and the robotic arm instantly sank into it. Sparks flew everywhere, but they were knocked out with a stick.

It's just that this robotic arm doesn't know what metal it's made of, and it's so hard that it hasn't been interrupted by a stick.

At the same time that the mechanical arm was knocked out by a stick, the body of the robotic arm man shook violently, and the whole person was crushed to the ground by the huge force surging down from the golden hoop stick.

Sun Wukong stepped forward, changed the stick to a fist, and with one punch the mechanical arm man flew up, and when the blood spurted out, he swept the whip leg and swept it to the wall with one leg.

Before he could fall, Sun Wukong rushed up again, grabbed the neck of the robotic arm man who had been beaten by him with one hand, and asked sharply.

"Who are you?"

The man with a red face and a thick neck struggled hard, but the whole person seemed to be caught by an iron hoop, unable to move at all.

"Who are you and who is behind you?"

The mechanical arm man in front of him is obviously just a charging agent, and Sun Wukong wants to know who is behind him.

It's just that as soon as he asked this sentence, the mechanical arm man fainted.

Syllable!

Because this robotic arm man may still have a little value, Sun Wukong did not kill him, and threw it to the ground casually, turning towards the middle-aged men.

The middle-aged men were swept by his fierce gaze, and they couldn't help but shudder.

"We're just in charge of defending him, we don't know anything else, we haven't done anything bad, please don't kill us." One of the relatively calm middle-aged men pointed to the mechanical arm man who had fainted and said.

"Defend him?"

Sure enough, it's just a tool, a weapon.

Sun Wukong glanced at the middle-aged men, there was nothing special, and then with a wave of his hand, he knocked them all to the ground.

It's still kept, and these people are still of some use.

"Help, who can save me......"

Suddenly, there was a cry for help from the prison.

Sun Wukong looked away, walked to a corner, opened a curtain, and saw a young woman with long hair and a bewitching appearance, tied to a hospital bed.

When the young woman saw Sun Wukong, she was so excited that her face showed a sickly flush, and she showed a pitiful state, and the hospital gown on her body seemed to be a little unclothed, revealing a large area of white and greasy skin, and she seemed to be unconscious, just praying one by one: "Help me, please save me......"

Sun Wukong frowned slightly, stepped forward, raised his hand and gently pulled to break the rope that bound the woman.

"Thank you."

The woman thanked her and tried to get up from the hospital bed, but she was probably in poor health, delicate and weak, and when she struggled to climb halfway, she suddenly fell down again.

"I'm sorry, can you help me, I want to get out of here?"

"Who are you?"

Sun Wukong didn't seem to see the woman's struggling posture, nor did he hear her plea, but asked in an interrogative tone.

"My name is Ophelia, I was caught here by them, and they want to use me for anything." The woman seemed to be very afraid of Sun Wukong, and every time she said a word, she unconsciously peeked at it.

"Who are they?" Sun Wukong continued to ask.

"I don't know, please, don't leave me, okay?" The woman replied cautiously.

Sun Wukong nodded, as if he had finally been moved by the woman, stepped forward, held the woman's arm, and helped her up from the hospital bed.

"Who the hell are you?"

But he helped the woman up, felt the woman's pulse, and immediately changed his expression.

"I really didn't lie to you, my name is Ophelia." (To be continued......)