Young Arabs in black suits and red ties have cornered Sam Williams. With only the tactical knowledge mastered in the Marine Corps, a small pistol, and several years of survival experience accumulated for working in the "copper mine", the American survived tenaciously in front of the son of God for five minutes and thirty seconds, his physical and mental strength were at the limit, and the terrible alien species did not get tired at all, "boom ......" A series of explosions sent the street phone booth flying, twisted metal whizzing over Sam's head, and he threw himself on the next bunker with all his might, rolling behind the modern sculpture in the square in front of the Metropolitan Police building, snorting and snorting. Blood dripped down his jaw, and he didn't know how many metal shards had cut wounds on his body, but it was really a god's favor that didn't hurt the major arteries!

"What a good errand...... "The American spat out a mouthful of blood, pulled St. Christopher's sterling silver plaque from the collar of his flowered shirt and muttered a prayer that the traveler's protector would save himself from this unfortunate death as he had crossed the river with Jesus Christ on his back. The enemy's actions puzzled him, why didn't this xenomorph hunt for the chosen one, but instead bit his ass and chased after him? If the train-filled Izugi Beta Silver Mine didn't show up with reinforcements, he would be waiting to collect his corpse......

At this time, the tycoon, who had passed out in the EMP bomb, sat up and looked around a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, contact is lost. The black-haired Arab walked up to him.

Juan Morado looked down at the wound on his wrist and the pool of blood on the ground, and pouted: "Electromagnetic radiation." Fortunately, it was far away from the blast heart, and he was not seriously injured, and the total amount of blood was ...... Not a problem. He picked up the half of the Bolivar cigar on the ground, picked it up, pulled a gold-plated Dupont lighter from his bosom, lit it and took a deep breath. At this moment, a strange sight occurred, and the pool of blood on the ground began to turn from dark red to silvery-white, and within seconds, the plasma turned into a viscous fluid with a metallic texture, burrowing back into the tycoon's body as if it were alive. "When. "A bullet was squeezed out of the thigh muscles and fell to the ground, and it was a nine-millimeter bullet fired by Sam Williams.

A thin stream of magnetic fluid drilled out of his right wrist, turning into a silver-white cane to support his master's body, "What now?" asked the tycoon as he muttered a puff of blue-blue smoke.

The black-haired knight of the Templar Crusader, Maury Nasser, looked at the Metropolitan Police Department building and replied blandly, "The 'Lions' have arrived with new people, they have taken over the task, the candidates are in charge of them, and we just need to deal with the ghosts." ”

"How many people are there?" Modorado glanced around nonchalantly, "I don't see how many enemies there are." ”

Suddenly, a silver-white shield condensed in front of the tycoon, and in an instant it was pulled into a cone by the powerful impact, but the momentum of the warhead was finally neutralized, and the tip of the cone was only an inch away from the tip of the tycoon's nose. Only then did the sound of sniper gunfire reach the ear drums, and the bright sound of "bang!" echoed through the empty streets. Modorado stretched out his left hand and caught the falling fragmentation warhead from the magnetofluid shield, "7.62 mm?MK11?" he sneered disdainfully from his nostrils, and as soon as his fingers loosened, the five-petaled bullet fell between his fingers.

Nasser, who was standing behind him, immediately locked on to the attack, "The second floor of the restaurant across the street is out of range of you and me. "But I can help you." ”

"Good. The long cigar ash fell, and the tycoon raised his hand and stretched out a ferrofluid arrow, and the silver ferrofluid arrow in the perfect spindle shape silently pierced through the air, "Bang, bang, bang!" Three circles of airburst ripples appeared in the air, and each explosion added an astonishing boost to the silver arrow. Faster than a sniper rifle bullet, the arrows pierced through the glass of the sniper position in an instant, turning into twelve small silver arrows that covered the room. Blood spilled on the walls, the snipers hiding behind the windows hung their heads, and the small arrows nailed to the walls and floors quickly lost their shape, melted into a silvery liquid, and before long, turned into dark red blood and merged with the blood of the dead.

"Bang bang bang!" two squads appeared from both sides of the street at the same time, and out of the corner of his eye, Sam Williams let out a long breath as he saw the soldiers in NATO-made equipment. At this time, the voice of Taro Izuki suddenly sounded in his ears: "Keep your position and don't move, wait for my instructions." ”

"Where are you? Can you hear me?" the American raised an eyebrow.

"It's a directional transmission of sound waves, I can't hear what you're saying, and the reliability of lip reading is too low. Anyway, that's all. The middle-aged Japanese's voice disappeared. Sam looked left and right, and with as exaggerated his lips as possible, he uttered an international language to greet the other mother.

Even with the strength of the Son of God, he had to temporarily avoid the edge under the dense fire, and the two men in black began to retreat towards the interior of the Metropolitan Police Department building. The hall was full of corpses, hundreds of Japanese policemen who rushed down from the upper floors in just a few minutes turned into the ghosts of the sons of God, the elevator was destroyed by the EMP explosion, the stairs collapsed, and for a time the vast hall was only burned with flames and blood, and the wreckage of the van stood in the middle of the hall, like a distorted surrealist sculpture.

Suddenly, muzzle flames lit up the ceiling, and on the second-floor platform of the empty hall, the assault rifles of the three soldiers spat out tongues of fire. These ghostly warriors are not in love with war, and after a few shots, they hide in the darkness without lights, "Look for death!" The magnetofluid shield in front of the tycoon suddenly turned into a silver giant axe, and with a "click" cut off the second-story platform, the floor collapsed with a bang, and a warrior fell down with a scream, and still rolled in the air and fired, and the giant axe turned into a spear, piercing his chest from top to bottom, and nailed him to death in the air with a "bang". The high-strength ceramic plate of the bulletproof tactical vest was as fragile as thin ice in front of the magnetofluid spear, the soldier's hands and feet twitched, and a high-explosive grenade rolled down from the palm of his hand, "Boom!" The shockwave blew through the hall, and the prefabricated fragments flew in all directions, the tycoon did not dodge at all, and the ferrofluid spear that was blown into pieces condensed into a silver long rope, and a few flexions and extensions adsorbed all the metal fragments on it.

"Boom la la......" Metal fragments scattered on the ground, and Modorado took a puff of his cigar, slowly spewing out a mist of blue mist, "The Duke doesn't know what he's thinking. He shrugged and muttered, "I don't rank high within the Temple Cross of Thorns, but I'm much better than those scraps, what's the big deal about a candidate? Which issue of Lucifer are you?"

"Third place last year. Nasser replied, "The deacons have asked me to assist you in your work, so please don't be careful." ”

"That's it. Now that the stinky blonde boy has been sent out, what's the deal with the deacon? It's my own credit!" The tycoon shook his head in displeasure and fired a magnetofluid spear to nail a soldier to the wall.

Maury Nasser stroked his stubble in his chin thoughtfully, "Lord Dworu is the eleventh member of parliament, the original work of Lucifer, and you don't have much respect for you, Mr. Morerado." ”

The tycoon snorted, looking in a bad mood. He had lost most of his energy from the electromagnetic radiation from the EMP bomb, and now he just wanted to quickly take out the enemy and complete the annoying task of returning to his sea-view mansion in Rio de Janeiro, where he could sit comfortably on the balcony and enjoy the sunset over the bay blessed by the icon of Christ. Several fighters rushed through the shattered glass door, and the "Boom!" grenade launcher threw out the 40mm grenade, and the Arab youth quietly induced an air explosion that bounced the grenade far away, "Boom!" Flames rose in the distance, and the shock wave blew his curly black hair. "It was electromagnetic radiation that caused you to mess with you, right? In other words, all the electronics around here have failed?" he asked casually.

The ferrofluid was shaped into three pairs of silver spider legs to hold up the fat body, and the tycoon dodged a rain of bullets in the air, turning the ferrofluid into extremely thin silver threads and wrapping them around the enemy, cutting several soldiers into irregular pieces in an instant, "It's an electromagnetic bomb, rookie." He said irritably, "Heartburst should be underground." Unless it is shielded with a radiation protection layer, no electronic device will survive. ”

Nasser took a few steps, leaning against a pillar to block the stray bullet, "What about the biochip?"

At this time, the sound of heavy footsteps sounded, and a huge figure wearing an armored exoskeleton appeared at the door, which is the latest battlefield suppression equipment equipped by the foreign special service team of the Cabinet Intelligence Investigation Office, this expensive individual exoskeleton is powered by fuel cells, and the active defense armor has more than 800mm of homogeneous steel plate thickness of penetrating protection, equipped with a 12.7mm machine gun, grenade launcher and pulsed laser launcher. But as soon as the machine gun roared, the tycoon's attack arrived, and he emitted the maximum tide of ferrofluid, and the silvery-white viscous liquid completely wrapped the dark green painted exoskeleton, and the ferrofluid between the liquid and the solid state penetrated into every crevice of the armor, squeezing through the rubber insulation and entering the inner compartment, and the soldiers inside were filled with silver and white in front of their eyes, "Ah......" He let out a half-life scream, and was squeezed to death by the accelerated contraction of the ferrofluid, blood spurted out of a cloud of white substance, the movement of the exoskeleton stopped, and the blood flowed out dripping, "Everything within the range is destroyed, and this kind of ...... that has just come from the outside world Hum. More than a third of the blood in his body turned into a magnetic fluid gushing out, and the tycoon's face became very pale, but he still had an unstoppable expression on his face.

"Oh, so I understand. Nasser nodded reassuringly and quietly walked behind the tycoon.