The central control room of the Russian branch of the Umbrella Company is large, with a Slavic curved dome and white LED lights that shine softly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Six tyrants in dark blue metal uniforms lined up and stood neatly behind Wesker. The combination of sunglasses and a black suit that has not changed for thousands of years, combined with a row of fierce tyrants, makes Albert Wesker even darker. The temperament of the Taoist father is not like the president of a multinational company.

Yang Kun, who led a group of Alice clones on the stage, couldn't tell that he was here to fight, with a faint smile on his face, looking at him casually, like the captain of the flight landing and the crew flight attendants playing around and relaxing.

"Albert Wesker." Walking to the center of the central control room, Yang Kun stopped and said calmly.

The six clones stopped advancing in unison, two submachine guns in their hands unceremoniously pointed at the tyrant opposite, in a tense stance.

The people present, whether it was Wesker or Yang Kun, or the tyrant and Alice clones, were not ordinary people, but mutants who had been injected with the virus, and the bullets had little lethality to them.

The clones pointed their guns at each other, more to show their own momentum, while the promoted tyrant was even taller, and he had an invisible momentum just by standing.

Wesker sat down and asked calmly, "As a guest, I think you should introduce yourself." ”

Yang Kun took two steps forward and spread his hands, "For a dying person, I don't think there is a need to introduce him." ”

The villain usually dies from talking too much, and Yang Kun is not in the mood to talk nonsense with Wesker, and with a wave of his hand, the six clones behind him fire at the same time, and the dense bullets are fired at the tall tyrant.

The same T-virus perfection carefully concocted by the Umbrella Company, the tyrant is completely superior to Alice in terms of strength, but lacks in intelligence, retaining some of the human intelligence and the ability to use weapons. In the face of submachine gun fire, the clone did not wait for Wesker's order, and at the same time launched a charge and pounced on Yang Kun and the clone.

The hall reverberated with the sound of submachine gun fire, the crisp sound of bullets falling, and the heavy footsteps of the tyrant as he stepped on the floor with every step of the group's charge.

The speed of the tyrant's charge was very fast, and two breaths entered Yang Kun's side, and the clone almost gave up the submachine gun in both hands at the same time, and neatly drew the recurve knife from behind him to fight the tyrant.

The Alice clones, who are known for their agility in the open area, can compete with tyrants with their high-speed movement, but in the semi-enclosed battlefield, the range of movement for clones is not large, let alone team up PK.

One by one, the clone team was beaten away by the tyrant.

One-on-one, there is no doubt that clones are at a disadvantage.

Yang Kun raised his eyebrows, quickly took out the metal rod on his waist, and his arm shook and a blue beam sword instantly took shape.

The tyrant without the rampaging could not match Yang Kun in terms of strength, even if it was one of them, he was not afraid of six, and now he was in a hurry, too lazy to use his fists, and cut directly with the beam sword.

"Snort...... Laugh at. ”

The beam sword flashed, and the arms of the two tyrants were cut off in an instant.

Yang Kun turned his wrist and said that the nearest tyrant was in two like cutting a cream cake, and then exploded the tyrant's head with a punch.

Yang Kun injured two as soon as he made a move, and killed one, and the tyrant army immediately reduced half of its combat effectiveness.

The six clones wielded their twin knives, concentrating their superior forces to fight one by two, three, and the blade flew through the tyrant's flesh and blood, so that the tyrant could only parry and had no power to fight back.

Wesker thought that the six tyrants would be enough to deal with the enemy, but he didn't expect the laser weapon in the hands of this Asian man to be so powerful.

He couldn't sit still any longer, took off his sunglasses, and joined the battle in a whirlwind.

Wesker's target was naturally Yang Kun, who was wielding the beam sword, relying on high-speed movement to approach Yang Kun, holding his right arm with both hands and pushing, the blue light smoothly sliced through the clone's chest, cutting a clone who was fighting with the tyrant into two.

Yang Kun was startled, and used enough strength to slash at Wesker with a backhand, and Wesker quickly broke away from the beam sword's attack range, almost catching his figure as fast as possible.

"Hmph." Yang Kun snorted, wielding a beam sword to chase Wesker, trying to distance himself from his clones, so as not to be killed by Wesker with a knife.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."

Even with three swings of the sword, Wesker calmly avoided it, and Yang Kun didn't even cut it with Mao.

After the first stage of evolution after the injection of the G virus, Yang Kun's physical fitness has far surpassed that of ordinary people, his strength is three times that of ordinary people, and his speed and endurance have also been greatly improved. After the third stage of evolution, his physical fitness and strength increased exponentially, and the corresponding reflex nerves and speed were also greatly improved.

But in the face of Wesker, both the speed of his shots and the speed of his movement are completely out of his rhythm.

"You're too slow."

Wesker spat out a sentence coldly, took out a pistol from his arms and shot Yang Kun twice on his forehead.

The sonic bullet accurately hit Yang Kun's forehead and the bridge of his nose, and immediately bounced away without causing damage. The powerful kinetic energy of the warhead hit his brain, and he subconsciously took two steps back, shaking his head in an effort to keep his composure.

"It's been well evolved."

Wesker put away his pistol and moved like a ghost, snatching two Kukri knives from the clones, and leisurely standing opposite Yang Kun fiddling with the two-handed knives.

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll play with you for a while."

"Really?" Yang Kun sneered, did not advance but retreated, and took advantage of the tyrant's siege of the clones to cut two people in a row, relieving his own crisis.

Tyrants and clones are both T-virus perfections, with strong regeneration ability, as long as the mind is not destroyed, they can regenerate their bodies, but it takes a lot of time to be cut in two by Yang Kun to regenerate and restore the complete body, and it can be said that they have completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Now the scene is three clones besieging the tyrant, and Yang Kun and Wesker are just facing each other one by one.

Yang Kun was not afraid of the blade in Wesker's hand, but he couldn't keep up with Wesker's movement, and it was difficult to attack him. Wesker was afraid of the beam sword in Yang Kun's hand, and his attacks were all retreated with one blow.

The two of them went back and forth for a while, and the last tyrant was cut by the clone in the air, and fell to the ground with a wail, marking the end of Wesk's tyrant team.

The three clones surrounded him, and the encirclement gradually narrowed, and Wesker's super high speed was difficult to use, and he could not attack as easily as before.

"Wesker, did you think about today when you betrayed Jill and Rebecca?" Seeing that Wesker was surrounded by clones, Yang Kun was in a rare mood to chat with Wesker.