Chapter 1092: Plasma Feast
The Sven man's eyes froze.
He is not a fool, Balalaika has already indicated that he will come to deal with him, since it is an ambush for a long time, then strike first.
The man directly and quickly pulled out his gun and aimed at the balalaika in front of him, few people knew that this gang boss who had extremely poor physical strength, low combat effectiveness, and was obsessed with pretending to be a doctor had a pair of extremely fast hands, and he had practiced extremely fast gun pulling speed.
"Bang ββ!"
The sound of gunfire broke the silence of the street, and the scarred man beside Balalaika had just jumped up, and even Balalaika himself was stunned.
However, the shot still missed.
A pale gray umbrella stretched out, blocking Sven's man's fatal blow.
When no one reacted, the maid who looked weak and ordinary reacted immediately, and what was clutched in the palm of her white hand was a special bulletproof umbrella.
Suddenly, even the most stupid person realized that this maid was unusual.
"Damn! Fire on me! β
The Sven man scolded angrily, and his body retreated while firing the gun in his hand, trying to find a chance to slip away, however, the top of the umbrella in the maid's hand suddenly burst into flames, and after a loud bang, Sven's man's head was torn apart like a watermelon, and a lot of blood and brains even splashed on the umbrella.
"Ahhh
Nichols's ponies were about to go crazy, attacking frantically while retreating, first their lair was killed by a group of non-humans, and then they were surrounded by one of the two gang bosses of Roanapura, and finally their own boss was suddenly shot in the head by a maid who came out of nowhere, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Nichols was completely finished at this moment.
The scarred man next to Balalaika picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand, but was stopped by Balalaika's outstretched hand.
She was going to see how the maid fought first.
At this time, Robert was completely facing away from the crowd at the Moscow Hotel, as if she was completely undefended, but her umbrella easily blocked most of the attacks that came in front of her.
The suitcase in his hand was lifted slightly, and the gray suitcase that looked very ordinary completed a dazzling transformation in an instant, and suddenly turned into a gun-shaped weapon that wrapped most of his arms, and with a lift of the umbrella, Robert began to dance gracefully in the rain of bullets.
The umbrella was spinning, the footsteps were spinning, and so were the bullets firing.
Continuous firepower, low recoil, high lightness, and the ability to automatically transform into a rapidly rotating meat grinder-like blade when close to the body, all enemies are invited into this gorgeous dance and instantly turn into a meat sauce-like existence, blood and red minced meat are splashing like a heavy rain, black high-tops dance in a pool of blood, there is no unexpected nausea of killing, those red, white things are like flowers on the stage, cheering for this dazzling performance.
Balalaika forgot the cigar she was holding.
Everything in front of her gave her a great shock, killing people on the battlefield is nothing more than killing, not like this, performing art at the cost of life.
This person is the maid of the Huaxia general's family? Balalaika's mind suddenly flashed with the thought that whether it was an advanced weapon that had never been seen before, or an astonishing flexibility and artistic means of killing, it was something unheard of, as unheard of as everything that the Chinese general had shown.
Shen Fu, who was sitting in the car on the other side, was also paying attention to the situation here.
His mental power can easily cover the whole city, from Robert to Ducky to deliver news to Balalaika, he sees it all.
The sentence he said before the attack was actually said to Ducky, or to Balalaika, but he didn't expect that the current Robert would become like this.
Different from the state of executing and completing every task as accurately as a terminator shown in the original book, Robert at this time has a more artistic feeling, Shen Fu can feel that she is taking it very seriously and enjoying what she is doing, what kind of daughter-in-law did Chu Ping train to come back, this state is easy to fail to judge.
There were about thirty elites who fled with Sven's man, most of whom had been killed in the middle of the process, throwing away their weapons, yelling and venting their fears, and running around like rats.
But in the end, it all turned into a part of this plasma feast, and the suitcase that Robert was equipped with was Hinata's handwriting, completely composed of nanomaterials, and it was an external equipment that belonged to the right arm of Robert's machinery, which was directly controlled by the nervous system, and was undoubtedly the top in technology, not to mention only thirty or forty people, even if an excellent magic guide soldier was a little careless, he might directly hit the street.
By the end of the feast, Robert put away the umbrella, and the gun on his arm that had been deformed many times automatically fell off, turning back into the original rustic suitcase, and the maid's outfit was spotless, exactly the same as when she came, if I had to say, the delicate black high-tops on her feet had completely turned bright red, and the black and white maid outfit was particularly eye-catching.
The gunmen around Balalaika have completely surrounded Balalaika, and anyone who has seen the scene just now will regard the innocent maid in front of him as a demon from the region.
"Excuse meβ" the maid's voice was as soft as ever, "can you help me find someone now?" β
The scarred man beside Balalaika suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered a few words.
"I think ......," Balalaika squeezed a few words out of her teeth, "someone who has the ability to help you find someone has arrived." β
Several of Shen Fu's Humvees just entered the encirclement controlled by the Moscow Hotel, just as soon as they got closer, there was an unusually pungent smell of blood, and the entire street was completely sprayed with red paint, all over the dark color, in Shen Fu's impression, he had only seen such a scene in the world of Iron City.
Even the excellent intelligence officers who followed him were unwell, and as for Grusia, she had already covered her mouth with a pale face and vomited once.
Shen Fu opened the car door directly, and walked in front of Robert step by step with the blood that had become viscous and jet-black.
The maid lowered her head as soon as she saw him, looking well-behaved and docile.
"What's going on with your arm?" Shen Fu looked at Robert's right arm.
Although there are some surprises about her changes compared to the original book, what kind of person and what kind of scene Shen Fu has not seen over the years will not be unacceptable because of this degree of specialness.