Pitch dark night.

The drizzling rain made the already empty streets even more cold.

Suddenly, a scream came.

Noah jerked over.

Nobody's been found.

Caroline heard the voice too.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Noah nodded.

"Well, the show I've been waiting for a long time is finally about to start."

Noah's calmness made Caroline's worries disappear quickly, and she looked at the boss with a look of adoration.

Noah, on the other hand, silently looked at the street outside.

Immediately after, there was another scream.

But it's still like that.

It's as if these screams were just someone deliberately scaring him.

It's just that Noah knew that it couldn't be.

This is his home, and he even has defenses far beyond the company.

Here, he left behind a large number of biological weapons that had been made by the system and were under his direct control.

These backgrounds will remove all malicious targets.

Aside from the occasional flesh and blood that was sent over, he could tell how many people he had killed, and many times, he didn't even know when someone had died.

Maybe the flesh and blood that turned into his cell source also had some drunkard or thug passing by?

Noah didn't care.

Because he's not a good guy.

And today, two screams in a row came from different places, which is enough to explain everything.

Communicating with the wolf fighting scattered around, Noah silently understood the situation.

The intelligence of these creatures' weapons is low, but the basic information can still be conveyed.

For example, there is news that the Hider is approaching.

Ninja?

Noah immediately thought of this possibility.

If it weren't for the amazing sense of smell of the wolf fight, I'm afraid it would really not be able to stop the ninja from infiltrating.

Screams are still heard from time to time, and every scream means a person's death.

In just a few minutes, the screams had been remembered more than ten times.

But correspondingly, he also sensed that some fighting wolves disappeared from control.

And there is only one possibility for the so-called disappearance, and that is to die.

Obviously, the other party is uprooting the wolf-fighting sentry he has laid out.

No one passed by for a long time, and even if there were so many screams, there was no response, as if it were a dead city.

and the other party's orderly removal of the sentry, all of which point to a possibility.

"It's a big deal!"

Noah couldn't help but sigh.

Knowing that his home is the strongest place to defend, he dared to choose to attack here, making it clear that he wanted to deal with him head-on.

How many people came from the other side?

How can I have so much self-confidence.

Just as he sighed, a cold wind suddenly hit.

With lightning speed, it slashed towards his neck.

Noah quickly dodged, then blocked it with his arm.

Then there was a scream, and Caroline kicked it out.

With a bang, a man was kicked and hit the wall.

"Boss, how are you!"

Noah touched his arm, and there was blood gushing out there.

It's dangerous!

"It's fine."

As he spoke, he reacted.

The house has been invaded, it's just, this is when it happened.

But it's too late to think about that.

He drew his gun, shot the man out with a single shot, and then looked around vigilantly to avoid being assassinated again.

On the floor, a puddle of water stretched all the way from the edge of the window.

Noah reacted suddenly.

It's rain!

The rain masked the smell.

Let the most powerful nose of the fighting wolf almost lose its effect.

It seems that it is no coincidence that the other party chose to do it today.

No wonder wolf fighting, who is good at street fighting, has such small results.

Noah's eyes flickered a few times, and then he closed his eyes directly, controlling something with his mind.

The next moment, several surrounding doors opened at the same time.

Several tyrants stepped out of it with heavy steps.

It's just that these tyrants have an oppressive force far beyond the tyrants who have shown their faces before.

While taller than the previous Prototype Tyrant, they were not armed with any weapons.

But that's not a reason why they might as well be trial tyrants!

It can even be said that this is where these tyrants are terrible.

They are the kings of melee combat, the tyrants of killing!

It is an advanced product of a common tyrant.

It can even be said that it is already a mature biological weapon, but it is a pity that it is generally controllable.

Under the current laboratory conditions, it is impossible to make it at all.

But under the system, this is not a problem, he has already created these big guys directly through the system.

For such a long time, he has accumulated enough foundation to make any enemy desperate!

"Go, slaughter every enemy you see!"

Noah spoke softly.

The next moment, several T-103 tyrants took heavy steps and began to spread outward.

After not taking a few steps, one of the T-103s burst out.

The terrifying power made him jump out in an instant.

Suddenly, one hand jerked towards the shadows.

A ninja was directly grabbed by the head, and the ninja looked in horror at the giant hand that grabbed his head.

In the next moment, the T-103 tyrant squeezed hard.

Boom~

Flesh and blood, mixed with rain.

Bloody and terrifying.

After all this was done, the T-103 tyrant once again began to slowly move forward.

After that, every few steps, there will be at least one eruption, and the result of the eruption is only one, and that is the death of at least one ninja.

A couple of T-103 Tyrants moved forward little by little.

This situation made the faces of several gangsters who were observing in the shadows gloomy.

Especially Mrs. Gao.

These slaughtered ninjas were all her men!

Jin said:

"It's good that I didn't underestimate Noah Allen, otherwise, maybe there would really be more trouble."

Then he said lightly:

"Go, kill these big guys."

As he spoke, someone immediately followed him.

These monsters look terrifying, but they don't believe that they can withstand the rockets.

This time, they had a lot of heavy weapons!

How many tyrants?

Even if it doesn't look the same as the tyrant that appeared before, it doesn't make any sense.

soon

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

The rocket exploded on one of the T-103 tyrants.

The horrific explosion blew the tyrant to pieces.

"Effective, blow it up again!"

An excited voice came.

The eyes of all T-103 tyrants are fixed on the past.

Suddenly, a T-103 tyrant roared violently, and the muscles of his body suddenly swelled, and his hands turned into huge claws.

Before the people inside could react, the T-103 tyrant who had entered the awakened form had already jumped up and jumped to the second floor where the voice came.

Click.

The giant claw slashed, the wooden walls were torn apart, and the T-103 tyrant rushed straight in.

Almost at the same time, rockets were fired at several other places.

They were afraid, but they also noticed the wounded tyrant.

This example lets them know that tyrants are not incapable of dealing with.

One of them fired a rocket.

He thought he could do something about it, but then his eyes widened and he muttered to himself.

"Hell ......"

I saw that the T-103 tyrant who was targeted by him actually slapped away the rocket with one hand.

The explosion didn't affect him much at all.

And then it was gone.

This kind of behavior has already angered the T-103 tyrant.

He can only meet the fate of death.

In the end, seven or eight RPGs only caused serious injuries to one tyrant and two to minor injuries.

From afar, Noah watched the scene.

"The performance of the T-103 Tyrant is really good, although the trial version of the Tyrant has been transformed by him using the system, but the initial form, even with weapons, is still a lot worse.

But how long are you going to delay......"

Noah looked into the dark distance, the means that can make these underworld so confident, that's it?

The next moment, a group of black heads slowly came from various streets, mighty.

Even at night, Noah could see the crowd as far as he could see.

In the direction facing the T-103 tyrant, several gangsters were at the forefront.

Kim had a cigarette in his mouth and his special cane in one hand.

Noah's difficulty surprised him a little.

But there was no fear in his face.

Here, their number, more than a thousand!

Despot?

Scold~

"Get rid of this garbage!"

……