FUCK！

F！ U！ C！ K！

This action, which is closely related to the reproduction of both sexes, has not been arranged for it by Antares for the time being, or rather, at this time, Antares has not had time to think about why the phone has such a problem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just looked at the opposite side less than five meters, the thin guy, under the faint but from all directions of the light, there was not the slightest reflection, and it was even the pupils of two black holes, Antares's brain, instantly with the highest efficiency they could achieve, frantically stirred.

This kind of agitation is not to think about any case files within the FBI, let alone to recall his own life experience of more than 40 years.

In fact, what Antares had changed his mind about was not this matter at all. ---- doesn't need it, everyone knows that normal people's eyes will not grow two pieces of black charcoal.

The FBI gentleman found that when he was getting closer to the strange skinny guy, the skinny guy's walking route suddenly followed the direction of his movement to the left and right, and at the same time slightly adjusted twice.

In this situation of facing each other head-on, without pre-recording the van horn to help distract him, Antares didn't feel that he could silently implant a tiny bug into the skinny guy's body.

More critically, from the other party's expressions and postures, Antares can be sure:

This is by no means an embarrassing situation caused by the two of them giving way to each other when they face each other.

The skinny guy is here for himself!

As soon as this was confirmed, the muscles in the corners of Antares' eyes suddenly twitched violently.

At this moment, he suddenly saw that the thin guy opposite suddenly opened the five fingers of his right hand.

No, not suddenly. This adjective is far from enough to describe the amazing degree of the skinny guy's action.

As an FBI agent with nearly twenty years of experience in handling special affairs, Antares noticed that the five fingers of the thin guy, from slightly together to fully unfolding, except for a high-speed phantom, Antares has gradually developed an observation method that has been trained for many years, and he can't see any intermediate steps.

Therefore, there was no need for Antares to speculate about what was wrong with him, and he had to spend more time guessing why he had attracted the attention of this skinny guy.

Because, Mr. Antares, who usually pays great attention to the details, and Mr. Antares, whose eyes twitched violently at this time, remembered very clearly that this form of sudden change of position, as well as the truly fleeting high-speed phantom, had only seen a similar situation in one case:

On the training ground, when a bullet shoots out of the muzzle.

Yes, this monster with a pupil reflection that does not exist in this eye, the movement of fingers, close to the speed at which the bullet was just fired out of the muzzle!

No more evidence is needed.

When the thin guy on the opposite side only opened his five fingers, revealing his inhuman strength, but had not yet made any offensive moves, Antares instantly made the decision to knock down the opponent with all his strength.

As long as a potential threat is discovered, then there is such a trivial question as whether the other party has malicious intentions......

In his nearly two decades of career at the FBI, Antares has long developed a standard answer in the standard way: after killing the other party, study it carefully.

So, there were still about five meters between the two, and the thin guy had just spread his five fingers, and in the microphone in his ear, he had already said "I'm sorry, your phone is in arrears, please ......", Antares' right hand, which had been inserted in his trouser pocket, suddenly pulled out the equipment injected into the miniature bugging, aimed at the thin guy's eyes as fast as possible, and pressed the launch button fiercely.

"Sneer......"

With an extremely slight sound, an object with a length of eight millimeters and a radius of two millimeters, and the whole needle-shaped object, at a speed of up to 550 m/s in the mouths of the bastards who were deducting toilet paper in the laboratory, aimed at the eyes of the skinny guys, and enthusiastically pounced.

In addition, the moment before pressing the button of the equipment, the phone in Antares' left hand, which was used for pretending, was also thrown into the thin guy's head with the greatest force.

Then, when Antares' right hand only had time to move about three centimeters to the tranquilizer gun on the side of the waistband of his pants, he was ready to try to minimize the screams of the skinny guy due to the eyeball piercing......

Mr. FBI, who has seen countless winds and waves, suddenly discovered another thing that is very abnormal, or to put it more simply, it is a subversive thing.

Whether it was the 550m/s miniature bugging device or the phone he threw with the greatest force, it couldn't make the skinny guy on the other side even blink an eye.

Antares didn't blink an eye.

In fact, this Mr. FBI, who has undergone rigorous training, has long stretched his eyesight to the limit in such a tense moment.

As a result, he could see very vaguely that the miniature eavesdropper, which was flying faster than the speed of sound, accurately hit the dark eyeball of the thin guy without any evasive reaction, but not only did it fail to pierce the other party's pupils, but instead made a crisp "ding" sound, and under the illumination of the faint light, it reflected a flickering light all over its body and bounced backwards; Immediately afterwards, the phone that he threw out vigorously hit the thin guy's immobile head impartially, turning into a pile of debris flying everywhere, but it failed to bring out even a drop of blood.

Without the slightest hesitation, Antares immediately changed his original plan.

His right hand was still quickly grasping the tranquilizer gun at his waist, but his legs had already changed from rushing forward, ready to support the thin guy, to retreating backwards, escaping from the thin guy's posture.

It was also at this time that Antares' eyes suddenly felt the scene in front of him, and instantly gave birth to fluctuations.

Due to the results of years of targeted training by the FBI, and the instinct of humans to fight against crises when they evolved from beasts, in an instant, Antares' various senses suddenly entered a rather delicate situation, and there was no force that drove Antares, causing him to suddenly squat down inexplicably.

"Ding"

Almost at the same time that Antares had just crouched down, a gust of wind swept past Antares' head, and before that, in Antares' eyes, in front of him, the thin guy was still a few meters away.

Now, without any intermediate process, he suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Afterimage!

When he reacted to this, Antares' right hand finally grabbed the tranquilizer gun.

However, he had only just lifted the tranquilizer gun a few centimeters before he was once again driven by instinct, rolled into a ball, and quickly rolled to the side.

In the chaos, Antares opened the boss's eyes and noticed quite vaguely that a black shadow flickered in mid-air, poking out a black hole where he was just now, and then disappeared in an instant.

Although it was rolling, Antares' gaze naturally swept towards the position of the cave entrance. Immediately, Antares' eyes widened even more, and the hole that I don't know how deep it was, was obviously the shape of a human foot.

The skinny guy on the opposite side can create an afterimage of imaging, the strength can pierce through the hard ground, the eyes can defend against the attack of firearms, and the movement can surpass the bullets.

Fight against such monsters......

Without the slightest hesitation, Antares made a decision for the third time.

Mr. FBI, who made a decision on the spot, threw away his weapon as quickly as he could, raised his hands, and knelt on the ground.

At this moment, a palm that appeared out of nowhere stopped around Antares' throat, and five long nails had already made a shallow mark on Mr. FBI's neck.

Although his spirit was highly tense and his body was moving violently, it was only at this time that Antares' chest finally began to rise and fall slightly.

However, not daring to make any movements that could lead to misunderstanding, Antares' head remained motionless, his eyes staring straight ahead.

It was also at this time that Antares saw that the front end of the tranquilizer gun, which had been thrown to the ground by himself, had lost almost the entire barrel, leaving only a smooth and flat oblique incision.

Suddenly, Antares remembered that he had felt a powerful force in his right hand grasping the tranquilizer gun as he was rolling on the ground, and at that time, his eyes were watching a black shadow flash above his body.

That's the skinny guy's legs...... No, that's the claws of monsters.

Thinking of this, Antares felt that the nails around his neck were slowly moving away.

Then, right in front of Antares, the skinny guy stretched out his left leg and slowly rubbed it on the ground a few times. As a result, the area around the dark hole immediately became a mess, and it was no longer possible to distinguish what type of destruction would cause the result.

In the process, Antares was quite sensible, he kept his knees firmly on the ground, his hands raised high, motionless, even if the thin guy finally slowly crouched down, from under the van, took out himself and stuffed the telephone, Antares's face did not have any expression of surprise.

Compared to what he had just experienced, this little thing had even begun to feel very normal for Antares.

After doing this, the skinny guy reached out his left hand and pulled Antares up from the ground, gently putting his arm around his shoulder as he would his closest friend.

In this way, Mr. 1A7489, hooking Mr. FBI, helped him pick up the suitcase placed in front of him, and helped him put away the camera installed in front of the store, and slowly walked into the building of the barbecue galaxy.

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