In order to prevent him from continuing to use his superpowers, Arthur must take measures and keep his eyes closed.

The body threw himself down in the general direction, his hands quickly reached out, grabbed his head, and the mental storm was shocked, and he instantly reacted to what he was going to do.

Hold Arthur's arms with his backhand and push upwards with force.

"Damn it!"

scolded secretly, no longer hesitated, lowered his head and opened his eyes, his hot gaze pierced the belly of the soul storm, his gaze moved up, cut through the epidermal muscles, melted the ribs, and burned the heart.

Sensing the other man's strength decrease, Arthur put his hand back on his head again, and thrust his two thumbs into his eye sockets.

Stir it twice to brutally pull it out.

"You're late."

With a long sigh of relief, Arthur got up from the ground and looked back at the belated soldier boy.

"I don't care, as long as he's dead." The soldier boy shrugged his shoulders and turned back the way he came, smoking a cigarette.

There is only one person left in the blood debt and blood payment, Xuanse.

Butcher slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to see the wreckage of the Psychic Storm, bared his big white teeth at Arthur, and walked up behind the Soldier Boy.

The time for revenge is getting closer.

"Buzz..."

The root of his thighs trembled lightly in the vibration of the phone, Arthur glanced at the two people in front of him, and took out the phone without a trace.

"Edgar: Stay where you are."

With a frown, he found that this matter was not simple.

Arthur ignored Edgar's message and walked over the wreckage of the psychic storm towards the base of the mountain.

He didn't have a good relationship with Edgar.

It only exists in a few words.

Edgar wants to take out the Super Seven and the Soldier Boys, and Arthur wants to take out all of Walter.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend, Edrich knew that.

A few days ago, Edgar didn't know what to do, and added Arthur's contact information.

Arthur took advantage of the situation and pretended to cooperate with him to exchange "information" with each other.

Anyway, he just doesn't suffer.

As he walked, he watched his surroundings, and Arthur did not rule out that Edgar wanted to use this phrase to keep him where he was, and then better snipe himself.

Boom!

The black shadow sprang out from behind the tree and pounced on the soldier boy, its fists so powerful that each blow made a loud noise.

"What the hell!" Butcher pulled out his pistol behind his back, aimed at the transvestite riding on the soldier boy, and pulled the trigger.

The soldier boy was stunned by the sudden attack, and the pain on his face brought him back to reality and resisted as much as he could.

Arthur looked at the Jupiter Hunter, his brow furrowed even deeper.

Not the Motherland.

Although he knew that Edgar would deceive himself, Arthur really did not expect that he would send a "nameless" newcomer to kill the Soldier Boy.

Case...

The heat shot out and flew the Jupiter Hunter, leaving a small cloud of charred paste on his uniform.

The soldier boy stood up from the ground, spat at the blood foam, and was about to fight the second battle when his body suddenly stopped.

Blood gushed out of the nostrils, ran over the lips, and dripped onto the chest.

It's almost impossible to happen.

He never had a nosebleed in battle.

"Brain-broken?" Arthur came over to the soldier boy and sneered.

"It's good if you die."

The soldier boy stared, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a raging anger ignited in his heart: "Do you think you are very powerful? ”

"Don't you think so?" The Jupiter Hunter asked rhetorically as he glanced at the place where he had been hit by the heat sight.

The Eagle Iron Shield was flung out by the Soldier Boy, whirling through the air with a whining sound that tore through the air.

The Jupiter hunter had already taken precautions, and while his body subconsciously reacted, a crimson light approached the door. There is no way to avoid it.

"Shet!"

The two are like battlefield veterans who have cooperated for a long time, and they are full of tacit understanding.

The Soldier Boy took advantage of Arthur's attack gap to break through to the Jupiter Hunter, and vented his body with ultra-high-level fighting skills and unparalleled power.

The fist collided with the flesh at such a rapid speed that the loud noise was like a torrential rain, and the air trembled.

His arms were raised in front of him, the fabric of his face was glued to the dough, and the air was accompanied by a hint of barbecue.

The Jupiter hunter was not annoyed, angry, because of the joint attack of the two.

On the contrary, there was a weird smile on his face, which was extremely terrifying.

Pain is like pleasure, constantly hitting the nerves in the brain, and he can't put it down.

Boom!

Timing it, he slammed his elbow into the Soldier Boy's jaw, interrupting the attack.

The soldier boy was furious and slammed him to the ground, his chest heaving violently, and a golden-red glow appeared under his suit.

With a froze expression, the Jupiter Hunter put away his playful mentality, kicked the Soldier Boy in the calf, causing him to lose his balance, and kicked out his legs like springs, kicking the Soldier Boy in the abdomen again, causing him to fall backwards.

With this force, the Jupiter hunter tumbled from the ground.

The dirt underneath him had been compacted by the battle, and it was partially dented.

"Again..."

The hot sight washed his face again, and Butcher shouldered the bazooka, pulled the trigger, and shouted, "Hey! Bichi! ”

Rumble!

The explosion sent a gust of wind and billowing smoke, and the soldier boy stopped, a sound of anger coming out of his mouth.

Chest energy cannon, intertwined with the heat sight.

The Jupiter hunter was knocked away by this energy, smashing a large tree and sinking into a hillside.

The soldier boy, who had just released his "enthusiasm", gasped and pressed his hands to his knees.

For a while, I only felt that my body was hollowed out and I was weak.

Arthur withdrew his hot gaze, his eyes red.

Glancing at the Soldier Boy, he stepped forward to check on the situation alone.

"Ahem!"

The Jupiter hunter lies in the dry dirt with a sunken chest and a belly pierced by branches, coughing up blood.

Consciousness was blurred, and a sharp tingling was felt with every breath.

After thinking for a long time, Arthur took out his phone, took a photo, and sent one to Edgar with a message.

"Kittens and dogs should not be sent out, only the Motherland can defeat the soldier boys. I reminded you. ”

"What are you doing?" The recovered soldier boy stepped forward.

Arthur turned off the screen and looked calm: "Take a picture." ”

Watching the Soldier Boy smash his head with his shield, Arthur begins to wonder if the guy has some strange fetishes.

Loves headshots.

"Guys, we need to get out as soon as possible." Butcher shouted in the distance.

He didn't know if Walter would ever come.

Arthur put his phone back in his pocket, walked lightly, and walked away quickly.

This guy is really strong enough, but his brain is not very good.

The soldier boy spat on the water, and the nosebleed came out again.

……

Edgar looked at the picture on the screen, his breathing getting heavier.

He thought he could clear all the hole cards, and it was over before it even started.

He could even see Arthur's hateful face on the other side of the screen.

"Sir? Mr! At the conference table, a shrewd and capable female white-collar worker in a professional suit shouted.

Edgar shook his head, turned off the screen, and stared: "Maureen, what's the question?" ”

"Should research on Provisional Five be stopped?" Maureen had big doubts about this.

The motherland, Xuanse, and the locomotive lost contact one after another.

The public voice has intensified, and all kinds of suspicions have come to him.

The company's stock is constantly falling, and it is almost at a ten-year low.

"No, Maureen, Temporary Five is Walter's hope for the future." Edgar knocked on the board, his tone unquestionable.

He would never abandon Provisional Plan Five.

Because this will be the key to Vought's turnaround and re-emergence as a pharmaceutical company.