"Yes, Mr. Major." The clone Oginez replied, looking up, without a hint of the surrender in his eyes that had once been in front of Bunin.

Yes, now that Bunin has lost control of the city, his self-righteous plans have been sabotaged very simply, and he himself has been reduced to an experiment like a clown, and has become an irrational Deadpool like the losers he has kept in captivity.

Under such circumstances, it is natural that no one will continue to choose to follow such a failed leader. Except for those clones who have been so badly brainwashed that they really see him as a father. Obviously, this Oginez does not belong in this column.

When he went to Moscow, he had already been blinded by the world of flowers outside, and his awe dropped a lot. At the same time, a mysterious phone call came to his home very "coincidentally".

"Bunin used to kill everyone he knew in order to get out of this city, and now you want to kill your brothers and sisters in order to get out of this city." The Major smiled at him over the intercom, "Don't let me down, Oginez, humans like you are not common, and you are the third I have ever seen." ”

"I won't let you down, Mr. Major." The clone Oginez nodded, not stupidly asking who the first two were.

He subconsciously glanced at the "brothers and sisters" around him, their expressions were dull at the moment, and there was no color in their eyes, like puppets with strings that could be manipulated by others. In fact, they were severely brainwashed into not believing in Bunin's defeat and stupidly wanted to clean up all the foreign enemies for him, so in order to "save" them, he used the alchemy item he got from the Major, which could completely turn them into his own puppet.

He had heard Bunin mention it a long time ago, and it was originally an existence that they could not contact for the rest of their lives, but the major who suddenly appeared in front of him casually took out such a powerful alchemy prop, which made him choose this side directly.

The effect of puppeting is far more powerful than brainwashing, and it is also more simple and crude, and they have completely become tools that cannot think. At the same time, this effect is also irreversible, the alchemy that originated from the dragon clan is like the brutal dragon clan, and the feelings of the recipient are not considered at all, so what the major said about him killing his brothers and sisters can be regarded as a fact.

The main entrance of the theater was in front of him, and he was in high spirits at the moment, as if he had really gained freedom and identity through this door. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and the clone Oginez, who had tasted the "power", tried his best to stop his uncontrollable laughter: "Mr. Major, what else do you need me to do?" ”

"Ah, about this ......"

But before the major on the walkie-talkie could finish speaking, the door in front of them was kicked open from the outside. Old Bunin's carefully selected sturdy door panels that could withstand the attacks of small thermal weapons were neatly shattered, and in the broken wood slag, a man like Stallone stood outside the door with a long gun and a short cannon.

"Oh, it's so lively inside?" Fingal outside the door was also taken aback by the scene inside.

He looked at the guests who were also armed with long guns and short cannons and raised his eyebrows: "What, everyone, you have drunk enough at the wine party, and you plan to continue in another place?" ”

"Or ......" he looked around, clearly noticing that something was wrong with these people. These people were glazed over, did not react to his presence, and were dressed as elaborately as if they had experienced a refugee.

As if he understood something, he nodded: "Roar, it turned out to be a replica, to be honest, it's the first time I've seen so many clones." ”

"Bastard!" The clone Oginez, who fell to the ground, looked up and shouted, "What are you doing!" Shoot me! ”

"Hey, hey, hey! I have something to say, I didn't discriminate against you! Fingal raised his hands and shouted, but his words were undoubtedly contemptuous to the other party.

The puppet-like clones raised their guns and pulled the trigger, and the bullets hit the door frame in a dense barrage, and the debris and snowflakes were mixed together, making it impossible to see what was outside for a moment.

The clone Oginez straightened his clothes and retrieved the walkie-talkie: "I'm sorry, Mr. Major, we met a fish that slipped through the net, and according to your order that no one can stay, we are now in the midst of a firefight with him. ”

"I already hear it, it's Mr. Frings." The Major replied, "It's a shame to say that he was a very good man. Originally, I expected him to be a little better after going through something like that, but it's a pity. ”

Although he said so, judging from the people he currently calls excellent, it may not be a good thing for someone he thinks is excellent.

"Your Uncle Frings is also very good now!" With such a shout, a bundle of grenades was thrown in.

The puppet-like clones don't know what dodging is called, and they probably don't know the pain, and when they shoot each other with guns with the deities just now, they stand straight like puppets, and they don't care if the bullet hits their bodies.

It's the same now, and they don't know how to dodge when the stun bomb explodes in front of them. After that, the bullets from the red warhead hit them through the smoke, exploding a red mist. The clones all fell to the ground, and Fingal, wearing a gas mask, slowly walked in, he raised his gun and shot away the clone Oginez's pistol and walkie-talkie.

Walking up to the clone Oginez, who had fallen to the ground again, Fingal looked him up and down, and then said with a sudden realization: "Ah, I remember, I saw you...... No, it should be your kind of clone, maybe call it your brother, right? ”

The clone Oginez, who was looking at him angrily, was suddenly stunned, and he asked through gritted teeth, "Have you seen him!" ”

"Yes, it's a tough guy. Although I didn't want to admit it, I was still put on a role by him. Fingal glanced at him and said with some disgust, "You are still a little far from him compared to that deity, at least he still has the courage to die with me." ”

"It's you! You killed him! The clone Oginez's eyes lit up and he stared at Fingal, the hatred in his eyes was indescribable, but his specially strengthened bloodline was useless to Fingal.

The golden boy didn't light up, and Fingal, who ignored his intimidation, pouted: "Hey, hey, hey, I want to clean him up, but he didn't give me a chance!" You did it yourself. ”

"Die! Darn! The clone Oginez suddenly leaped to his feet, holding a dagger that revealed a sharp cold light.

Grabbing the dagger and kicking the clone back, Fingal sighed and said, "Why should I waste my time here with you?" ”

The pain caused the clone Oginez to breathe rapidly, and he took deep breaths as if to force himself to calm down, and without a gun or knife in his hands, he looked like an impotent rage. Then at some point, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, and he pulled out what looked like a pocket watch from his sleeve.

He aimed the front of the pocket watch at Fingal, who was a little negligent to him because he had no weapons on him, and pressed the button on the pocket watch: "Despising me is your biggest mistake!" Go to Hell and make atonement for him! ”

A small realm of alchemy unfolded, looming over Fingal's body. On the front of the pocket watch appeared a strange golden eye, and Fingal's figure was reflected in the beast-like living child-like child-like hole, and the figure struggled in the child's hole, as if his soul was imprisoned in it.

The situation of this alchemy item user, the clone Oginez, is no better, this alchemy item will certainly cause irreparable damage to the recipient itself, and the user himself will not be unharmed. The chains of the pocket watch wrapped around his arm as if they had come to life, and metal spikes from them pierced into the bare skin of his hands, sucking his blood. With the infusion of blood, Fingal in the alchemy realm stopped struggling, and the look in his eyes began to become sluggish.

"How about your bloodline? How good are you better than me? Even if you have a spirit of speech, what if you have a spirit? The clone Oginez laughed, his smile twisted in pain.

After laughing enough, he staggered to his feet and approached, looking at Fingal, who looked sluggish, with a crazy look: "Okay, let our honored guests break their necks by themselves...... No, it's better to break your wrist first, it's not fun to end too soon. ”

"Don't move too fast, take your time, I want to see the pain on your face clearly." He looked hideous, like a villain with a good will.

Fingal silently complied, slowly reaching out to grasp his wrist, and then forced.

"Ahh With a terrible scream, the clone Auginez's expression was extremely distorted. He shouted angrily, "What are you doing! Bastard! ”

"What are you doing? Didn't you make me break my wrist? Fingal asked depressedly, there was no dullness in his eyes, the effect of puppeting was useless to him at all!

Fingal smiled at him, "To be honest, I just wanted to see what you wanted to do, but it was just like this, and it seems to be a little overwhelmed by you." ”

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A look of horror quickly crept up Oginez's face distorted by pain again: "This can't be...... How could you not be controlled! ”

"Ah, you say this......" Fingal took out the terminal of EVA for a while in the pocket of his jeans, and on the pitch-black screen of the terminal, in addition to the words that the system is being upgraded, there was also a small piece of the words "Mental protection is being activated".

He shook the terminal in his hand at the panicked clone and smiled, "I'm sorry, I read the manual this time." ”

The clone Oginez was stunned, this thing on the side of technology should not have such an effect no matter how you look at it, unless this is also an alchemy item, and it is far more advanced than what he has.

"By the way, I'll tell you one more thing." Fingal's hand began to strain, and the cacophony of bones rubbing against metal began to sound.

Fingal looked at the clone Oginez, who was so painful that he couldn't speak, and the golden light in his eyes began to light up: "My bloodline is higher than you, I am stronger than you, and my spirit is also very powerful than you!" ”

"Scratch!" With a soft thud, Fingal let go of his hand. The clone Oginez's completely deformed palm fell weakly. Along with it were the alchemy props that he held and had turned into pieces at the moment.

The alchemy items used for control were destroyed, and the puppetization of the clones was lifted, but it was probably useless for them whose brains had been damaged. Lying on the ground convulsed, their eyes and ears were bleeding, and they were clearly hopeless.

"Take back the preface, you can't even compare to the original Oginez. At least he cares about his companion on the surface. Kicking the clone Oginez, who was struggling on the ground, Fingal crossed over to pick up the walkie-talkie he was still talking to.

Listening to the sound of breathing on the other side, he took a deep breath, as if he was sniffing something. Then, his eyes lit up with a terrifying gold, and he asked faintly, "Mr. Major, should I call you another title, a ...... What about the Prince? ”

The other side was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled: "I'm a little curious, how are you sure it's mine?" I'm just a partnership with the boss behind the scenes, shouldn't your first suspicion be him? ”

Fingal took out old Bunin's phone and began to operate on it: "I really can't find a few guys who like to make a bunch of problems and then leave them alone, so as to play with people's hearts." ”

"To be honest, your reason is very far-fetched, I didn't do anything this time. But I can admit directly about this Mr. Oginez, after all, isn't it very interesting to watch him as a creator rebel against his creator? The other side of the walkie-talkie asked rhetorically.

"Are you alluding to something? For example, the black emperor, and ......" Fingal's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you admit it?" Mr. Prince. ”

"Your straightforward way of speaking is not clever, but it works, and I was taken aback when you recognized me." Major...... Or rather, the prince smiled, "It's been a long time, Mr. Fingal, time has left too many traces on you, and the way you look now is so different from the heroic young man I remember that I almost don't recognize you." ”

“…… Sure enough, it's you. Fingal took a deep breath and put old Bunin's mobile phone on the walkie-talkie, "Mr. Prince, I've been looking for you all these years, for my ...... Friends who disappeared into the sea. ”

"Honestly, if you want to track my address, you don't have to." The prince said as if he had seen Fingal's current movements, "Although I have been out of touch with the times for too long, I still know a little about the methods of modern technology, and I still know some anti-tracking methods." ”

"Also, don't you think it's strange to blame me for your friends' deaths?" The prince asked, "Isn't it because of yourselves that they will eventually sleep in the deep sea?" ”

He seemed to smile: "Or ...... Isn't it because of your own procrastination? ”