To break through the cocoon, Frankimir had to work harder.

I saw that he held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, and tried to cut the cocoon open, but where the blade passed, it seemed to have some kind of self-healing function, and it healed again in a blink of an eye, as if Frankmir had never pierced the cocoon.

It seems that the special thing about the insect cocoon in front of you is not only that it is larger than other insect cocoons. If you want to cut through the cocoon in front of you, not only do you need more strength, but the cocoon also has a strong healing ability, and almost at the same time as the cocoon is cut, the cocoon has been re-healed.

Frankie Mill did this again and again, speeding up more and more, but the healing ability of the cocoon still did not let the contents of the cocoon fall out.

At this time, Song decided to come over to help, and he asked Frankmir to try again, and Frankimir would break the cocoon, and Song would go further, expanding the cracked cocoon so that it would not heal quickly.

This time, before the cocoon could heal, it was successfully cut through the cocoon, and a slime-stained, black thing fell out of the huge cocoon.

It was a man, a dark-haired man, like a Turkic or a gypsy.

Inexplicably, this guy lay motionless in the viscous liquid, but he did not look like a dead man, and his body showed no signs of injury at all, except for a slightly pale complexion, this person who fell out of the cocoon of insects looked no different from life.

The most striking thing is this guy's scissor hands, which are made of polished metal and appear to be plated with a thin layer of nickel.

The friction marks of these metals are very, very obvious, and at a glance you know that the pair of scissor hands has long been old, but under the maintenance, all the metal has no traces of rust, it seems that this guy usually cherishes his pair of scissor hands.

"Who is this?" Frankie Mill couldn't help but ask.

"I think our beauties know the answer." Song said with a kind smile.

Frankimir and Leo immediately looked at Medusa intently, because Medusa was the farthest away from the person who fell to the ground, and the guy was full of viscous blue-green liquid, so Medusa couldn't see clearly at all, what it was, naturally she was very helpless to Frankimir and Leo, shrugged her shoulders gently, saying that she didn't know.

It wasn't until Medusa, like everyone else, came to the giant cocoon that she finally recognized who the creature lying inside was.

No wonder Song would say, maybe Medusa knows the answer. He was right, Medusa did know this man, and this was another of the four great generals of the "throne", "Rogers Scissorhands".

Scissorhands Rogers, is a well-known figure in the "throne", he is good at infiltrating and conducting secret investigations, proficient in various stealth and assassination techniques, always like a ghost-like existence, but also a character that the enemy does not dare to despise, once he is targeted, no one knows when he will die.

As the prominent figure of the "throne", even Medusa has no clue why Rogers is here and why he is wrapped in insect cocoons.

She had no idea that Rogers would be here, and naturally she couldn't give Frankie Mill a reasonable explanation, which Medusa herself was puzzled about.

Medusa knows that Rogers has a prominent position in the "throne", it can be said that Rogers is the third-in-command of the "throne", he appeared here rashly, things are by no means that simple, but what is the truth.

Song squatted down, carefully examined Rogers, sighed softly and said, "He doesn't seem to be dead yet, but he's gone." The bones of his whole body are broken, and even if he survives, he will only wake up in a vegetative state. ”

Everyone looked at Song with frightened eyes, as if they didn't believe what Song had just said.

"What the hell is going on here?" Frankimir asked to himself.

"If he's not dead, we should wake him up, maybe he can tell us something." As he spoke, he looked around, trying to find something.

Only Medusa, dumbfounded, looked at Rogers, who was lying on the ground, slimy. Medusa knew Rogers' abilities, that guy's scissorhands, and that he was the best weapon for killing. Even if it is a "steel warthog", a big man covered in iron, I am afraid that he will not be Rogers' opponent.

Even in the entire Soviet Union, there are only a handful of people who can defeat Rogers.

When Medusa saw Rogers like this, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, what happened to make Rogers look like this.

Even if Rogers has no chance of winning in the end, with his incredible speed, he will be able to turn the danger into a successful escape.

It can be seen that what happened to Rogers can be described as extremely hot, and even a master like him is completely unable to protect himself, what kind of danger is hidden in this place.

While Medusa hesitated, Leo found several buckets of water out of nowhere, and splashed them all on the slimy Rogers, while Frankmir and Song just held their hands and watched the excitement blankly.

It didn't take long for Leo's actions to seem to have had a certain effect. Rogers coughed heavily, and then his breathing became heavier, as if he couldn't breathe, and seemed to be able to breathe normally, making it even more difficult for him to adjust.

Rogers' bones were broken, and he couldn't move at all, and no one could understand how Rogers was feeling at the moment, but it was clear that it wasn't going to be a good feeling.

No one could have guessed how long Rogers had been trapped in the giant cocoon, why he had been trapped in the cocoon, and how it had hurt him.

Rogers' bones were broken, whether it was caused by a cocoon or something else. Everyone had their mouths wide open, and there were countless questions they wanted to ask Rogers, but they didn't know how to say them.

"Are you alright? Can you hear me? Medusa asked Rogers, who was coughing and wheezing.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I'm fine...... Where am I? Rogers asked with difficulty.

"I'm Medusa, and you're no longer in that thing. How did you get in and how did you end up here? Can you hear me? Do you have the strength to answer my question now? Medusa asked with a frightened face, Rogers came to her senses, but Medusa's fear did not disappear, and the uneasiness and worry lingered.

Rogers kept squirming his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he seemed very struggling, his voice was unusually hoarse, and his whole condition not only did not improve, but became worse and worse.

"How long have you been here?" Song asked slowly, so that Rogers could be sure what he was talking about.

"Yes...... Is that you? Rogers asked.

"It's me, what's going on here?" Song asked.

"They're back, and they're going to ...... It is a curse of God to kill them before they destroy everything......"

"What did you say?"

"Kill me! Kill me! Rogers said.

Everyone was stunned, no one could have imagined that Rogers, who had just survived the dead, would make such a request.

However, from Rogers' firm expression and torch-like gaze, the sincerity and sincerity revealed made people understand that Rogers was not joking at this time. (To be continued.) )