The dripping rain dripped from the sky, once again pouring the ruins into a deep coolness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info raindrops fell on the silver-white skin, splashing a little splash.

After putting down the thoughts and worries about the six little ones, Scar began to worry. How to walk through the crowd with such a strange appearance, he looked up at the two soldiers a kilometer away, who had already begun to enter the dilapidated room from house to house, and he could even hear the sound of clear gunshots.

"Follow them and you'll find the little ones."

Having made up his mind, he began to run, as if he had crossed a silver-white line, through the empty road. Nearly three hundred meters away from the two soldiers, Scar suddenly slowed down and sneaked into the messy house. You can clearly smell the pungent smell of gunpowder, and there is a man over half a hundred years old lying on the ground, whose chest has exploded, and you can clearly see the internal organs and the dark red blood flowing on the ground.

After escaping from the orphanage, he had experienced too many bloody scenes, and even killed people with his own hands.

After a moment of contemplation, he tore several tattered pieces of clothing into rags and began to wrap his body around quickly. Ten minutes later, Scar had wrapped his entire body in rags, and he could no longer see the metalized skin except for his pitch-black eyes. Then he put on a relatively intact mud-colored coat outside, and climbed into the sneakers that had been ripped from the corpse's feet.

After getting ready, Scar quickly rushed into another room, and the familiar bloody scene was automatically filtered out by him, and then his eyes fell on a peaked cap that was still stained with blood.

The mark pressed the brim of the hat to the lowest, and then came to a piece of broken glass, and looked at his face carefully, so that although it was tightly wrapped, it covered the metal skin of the whole body, and the skin around the exposed eyes was hidden under the cap, which could not be detected without careful identification.

Scar nodded in satisfaction, then gently pushed the door open, and his eyes fell on the two soldiers.

"Bump!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the two soldiers exited the room, then shook their heads helplessly.

"Why do you have to kill them, these people can't survive in such an environment...... one soldier said helplessly, then he took off the tactical backpack behind him, and then pulled out a bunch of bombs from it and threw it into the house.

Stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to scan the room he was in, and sure enough, he saw a bomb in the corner of the wall that was beating a timer, and he hurried out of the room, taking advantage of the cluttered buildings to get away from this human gathering area.

"Haven't you heard, those tin men who have been honest for nearly seven years are starting to move again. The living quarters that we had managed to build up with great difficulty were attacked on a large scale. It is said that these tin men are very powerful and can transform our human bodies into combat weapons, so ...... You know. ”

The soldier who planted the bomb shook his head helplessly, then beckoned, and the two slowly withdrew from the blast.

"Let's go, there are still a few areas to be cleared!"

Knowing nothing about it, when he saw the two soldiers leaving, he quietly followed.

His mutated body gave him a new experience, his movements were light and swift, his eyesight and hearing far exceeded that of ordinary people, and he didn't have to worry about losing them even when he hung far behind them. And in the process of running, he always felt that his body was like a precision instrument constantly running-in. And he gradually felt a tingling sensation on his scalp!

Watching the two soldiers rush into the area again, listening to the sudden sound of gunfire and screams, Scar frowned and remained motionless.

"Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! ”

He didn't know what kind of power he had, if he rushed out and was no match for the two soldiers, then the six little guys would never be able to get it back, so he would rather watch the soldiers clear the human area than make a rash move.

Because in his heart, the six little ones are everything to him!

A violent explosion sounded in the distance, and for a while, the rain evaporated by the scorching flames rolled up billowing white smoke, and the traces lay in the dirt in the distance, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, the expected screams came to an abrupt end, and the gunfire suddenly became denser and messy.

Secretly surprised in his heart, he raised his upper body slightly, wanting to see more clearly, and then saw two soldiers rushing out of a room in a panic, and the man who fell behind fell to the ground because he was so flustered. He spun around frantically, backing up on the ground, and then the gun in his hand spewed out a fiery tongue of fire.

The soldiers who rushed out first also turned around, their guns firing. Under the intensive firepower of the two, the already crumbling house collapsed in an instant, but there was no joy on the faces of the two. The soldier who had fallen to the ground got up, hastily pulled out a grenade from his tactical backpack, and threw it into the collapsed building.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a violent explosion lifted the rubble high, and the two soldiers lay on the ground to avoid the aftermath of the explosion.

"Dead ...... Dead? After the explosion, the two soldiers quickly got up from the ground.

"Hell knows, that's something."

As if to embolden themselves, the two took out their grenades at the same time, and then slowly stepped back.

Scar frowned, his gaze falling on the blasted ruins as if something was about to emerge from the rubble.

Suddenly, Scar's eyes widened in horror as he spotted two slender silvery-white metal tentacles emerging from the rubble, and at that moment, two frightened and nervous soldiers let out screams of terror, and two grenades almost came out.

But the silver-white tentacles were as fast as lightning, and pierced straight like spears—before the grenade was gone!

"No!"

Mark let out a roar of rage, where was he going to find the news of the little ones if the two soldiers died here.

The mark rushed out like a silver bolt of lightning, but he was still a beat slower, and the silver-white tentacles pierced the foreheads of the two soldiers straightly, and then suddenly exerted force, directly lifting their skulls, and throwing red and white blood and brains into the air......