"Boss, do you mean I can take another form?" asked Dan, somewhat uncertain. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he is quite good at execution, his disadvantage is that his brain is not very good, and he can only understand very clear commands, and once he is a little vague, he will immediately fall into a state of incomprehension.

"Alas......" Lu Li sighed helplessly, pointed to the watchtower above his head and asked rhetorically: "Do you think that at this height, you can go up without flying?"

"Uh...... Well, I see. Dan scratched his head in embarrassment, quickly took off his clothes, pants, and shoes, and inhaled sharply.

Moment!

His muscles swelled up like balloons, followed by scales, claws, sharp horns, and wings, and in the blink of an eye, he had changed from a human to a fierce half-dragon.

"Oh my God......! You've become a monster?" Ryan sat on the ground, stunned as he looked at his former comrades.

Although he had seen many superpowers that should only exist in fantasy before this, they were far less shocking than the scene in front of him.

To be precise, the process of the half-dragon man's transformation completely broke his original inherent worldview, so he involuntarily began to doubt life and everything he had experienced.

The "she-wolf" Eva was even more breathless and asked, "Who are you, the devil from hell?"

"Hahahaha! Relax, guys, I'm still me, the only difference is that I've gained strength from my boss. Of course, now you have that opportunity, so please take advantage of it. With that, Dan flapped his wings violently, and the whole person was like an arrow from the string, and suddenly he rushed into the tower.

In less than a minute, several unlucky eggs who were dying were thrown from a great place and smashed into pulp.

Judging from the deep bone scratches on their backs, they were 100% killed by the sharp claws of the half-dragon man, and there was even a last-minute fear in their pupils.

There is no doubt that these gunmen were frightened and desperately tried to escape before they died.

Perhaps for them, Dan's half-dragon form is basically equivalent to a demon crawling out of hell, a nightmare in a nightmare.

Out of professional habit, the war doctor Michel squatted down to examine the wounds of the corpses, and immediately found that the cause of death of each of them was a ruptured liver and massive hemorrhage, and their chest and diaphragm muscles were easily torn apart, and there was no protection at all.

Lu Li ignored the somewhat overwhelmed reactions of the mercenaries, slowly took out the alchemy stone that originally belonged to the great alchemist Morse from his pocket, and slammed it on the blastproof door made of heavy steel plates.

I saw that the dim black lines on his arm released a strange dark gray glow, and the alchemy stone became brighter and brighter, and in about a few seconds, the two iron doors quickly melted, condensed into the shape of a human being, and stood at the gate one on the left and one on the right.

This time, not only the mercenaries standing at the door were blinded, but also the gang members standing behind the gate holding guns ready to meet the enemy!

They couldn't believe that the heavy blast door had turned into two steel giants, and that they had changed it right under their noses!

For a moment, everyone forgot to open fire, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.

However, if the other party does not attack, it does not mean that Lu Li does not attack, when the primary sanity was formed in the body of the iron giant, he immediately commanded in a deep voice: "Kill them all!"

"Yes, master!"

"Yes, master!"

Two solid metal figures, more than two meters tall and made entirely of heavy bulletproof steel plates, responded in unison, taking clumsy steps and trampling the nearest gunman into pulp with one kick.

Burst!

Click!

With a gruesome squeezing, the poor guy died on the spot, and the tragedy of the scene was simply appalling.

"Ahhhhh

Dada!

Bang bang bang!

Bump Bump Bump!

......

At his reminder, the gang members in the hall raised their weapons and began to shoot indiscriminately.

But their struggle was ultimately futile, and at most they could only leave a few bullet holes in the steel golem's body, and some of the less powerful bullets were bounced back and hit the surrounding accomplices, and in less than a minute, four or five of the winning ones fell to the ground wailing.

Boom! Boom!

The steel golem didn't care about the bullets embedded in its body, and constantly swung its huge iron fist, sweeping through all enemies in its line of sight.

Without heavy weapons such as RPGs and recoilless guns, ordinary bullets pose a limited threat, as they are completely incapacitated only when the degree of physical damage exceeds 50 percent.

The carnage didn't last long, and in just five minutes, the entire living room was left with only two steel golems stained with blood, shredded flesh, and brains, and the remaining gunmen were either killed by ricocheting bullets or smashed into patties with iron fists.

The floors and walls, which were originally clean, were almost coated with dark red plasma, and the railings with delicate carvings were hung with strings of intestines.

Feeling the pungent smell of blood in the air, Mantas took a deep breath, stepped to Lu Li's side, and asked with a wry smile: "Boss, can you tell me, since you have such an incredibly powerful power, why do you still hire us?

"Hehe, don't be so unconfident in yourself, since I spent a lot of money to recruit you, I will naturally make arrangements for you. Let's go, while we still have time, let's get Thomas, and I'd love to ask him face to face why he keeps bothering me like a pesky fly. With that, Lu Li patted the veteran's back, took the lead in stepping over the threshold, and stepped on the viscous plasma.

He didn't have any mental or mental burden about the slaughter of the gang members in the house.

The reason is simple, these guys' hands have long been stained with blood, and none of them can be called innocent.

In fact, as the economy is getting worse, 150 per 100,000 people in Caracas are murderers, and the percentage of people who have engaged in criminal activities is even higher.

In order to seize the necessities necessary for survival, the inhabitants of this city have long forgotten about morality, conscience and the law.

In particular, the large gangs that occupy the mountains are basically not much different from the IS in the Middle East, which has lost its conscience, and does everything that can make money, whether it is drug trafficking, human trafficking, murder, robbery, extortion, or trafficking in human organs.