The stout old man clenched his fists and went down the mountain.

He will use his fists to open a path to heaven for his two disciples.

Bai Tangjing stood on the mountain and watched his back as he left.

In the perspective of [Condensation], there were two humanoid phantoms behind the old man who were two heads taller than him.

A red, angry and tangled.

A blue, sturdy body, and a calm temperament.

The shape occasionally collapses in the moving parts, but the most fundamental momentum has already been solidified.

This is about to be completed!

"What do you mean by 'young people's blood boiling'...... Cut. ”

Bai Tangjing's eyes did not move, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an expectant arc.

"You old bones, aren't you now able to use this [hair] to break the boundary of 200,000 horses as long as you are willing?"

Based on boxing, the [Hum Jiang's Descent] and [Hajiang's Descent] are made into Nian Beasts, with the close connection between these two techniques and Wumoto Jiu'an.

It's definitely not as simple as just adding two helpers, and it's not ......

"Is there a way to gasify and clear three cleans?"

Bai Tangjing muttered.

Everybody's getting more and more interesting.

At this moment, the mobile phone in the pocket of Bai Tangjing's windbreaker rang.

It's the phone of Tsunako.

"Didn't you mean walking? Hundreds of kilometers to make a phone call? ”

Bai Tangjing looked at the phone screen and answered.

"Hey, are you feeling okay?"

“...... After such a short period of effort, the Bed Master City has fallen? The dragon virus doesn't work that well...... Dragon Crystal? I've never heard of this thing. ”

"No, don't bring it back yet. I don't know if there are any new characteristics of the dragon virus that has been condensed into crystals, so I will go over and see for myself. ”

"And the crystalline words...... It can't be something that ocean currents or monsoons can bring. ”

"Maybe we'll be able to catch the poisoner's tail. How dare you do such a thing right under my nose...... Hey, that's interesting. ”

Immediately, Bai Tangjing flew towards the bed master city.

~~~~~~

Late at night, on the island of Kyushu, an empty coastal highway.

The tragic situation in the city of Bed Owner was reported by urgent news during the day.

Rao Yiri himself has seen many big scenes, and he was also shocked by the tragic situation after the dragon virus raged.

The crowd of people throughout Kyushu Island is desperately trying to evacuate inland.

So now, whether it's an air line or a land line, it's full as if it's going to explode.

Coastal roads and maritime transport are completely deserted.

"Whoosh-"

A chain of seven vehicles drove on the dark road with the sound of rapid breaking wind.

Three vans are in the center, with two wide SUVs in the front and rear.

All seven cars look unremarkable on the outside.

It's all cars that you can usually see on the streets.

But it is the occasional turn and deceleration that the huge inertia that cannot be concealed highlights the difference.

That all means that the skeleton, shell, and everything else of these vehicles have been specially modified.

Under their unremarkable shell, it is at least twice the dead weight of the normal model.

The car drove along the winding coastal road, and the high beams emitted like a sword cutting through the darkness.

"Zi-'Barrel' routinely reports to 'Crosshairs', and there is no abnormality ahead."

"'Crosshairs' received, stay on alert, and report again in twenty minutes."

"Understood."

Sitting in the 'barrel' of the SUV at the head of the platoon was a black man in a camouflage combat uniform.

He put down the radio and put a cigar in his left hand.

This action is very skillful, and it is also common for old smokers.

The only difference: his left hand holding a cigar shimmered with the cold hard texture of metal in the interior lights.

Several people in the car didn't care about this strange appearance at all.

Because so do they.

The white man who drove the car was also wearing a camouflage combat uniform, and in order to relieve the boredom of driving at night, he began to speak.

"Guys, Bed Owner City...... Fucking Japanese is really tongue-twisting. Do you think the situation in that place has anything to do with last night's accident? ”

"Accidents? Don't say stupid things, 'rifling'. You know what kind of goods we are transporting, this kind of task, the big guys above will not allow a single accident. ”

After taking a puff of the cigar, the black man gently plucked the cigar from his mouth with his prosthetic arm and sprayed a smoke ring towards his partner.

"Someone was last night! And if he comes back today, I'm going to blow his head out with this hand—Caracalla!" ”

The 'rifling' in charge of driving pouted, and his bright silver right hand waved in the air.

"Hey! If you want to smoke, turn on the air purification system! ok？ What the hell! ”

"Haha, don't care. You have to understand how it is for a patient with advanced lung cancer to experience the refreshment of a cigar over his lungs again after a year, man! ”

"Sir, we've said enough, please be vigilant."

Cold words interrupted the conversation and laughter between the two in the front row.

That's two white men sitting in the back seat of an SUV.

Unlike the front row, which casually wore camouflage combat uniforms, they wore black suits and black gloves meticulously, and there was no skin exposed except for their heads and faces.

Even in the dimly lit carriages, they insisted on suffocating ties and sunglasses.

"Don't keep a straight face, man! You're just here to collect data on the use of prosthetics, and you don't care what we do, and you don't care. Or does Jianfeng Technology add an extra monitoring device to your head in order to make you work hard? ”

'Rifling' glanced at the black suit from the rearview mirror.

The 'barrel' made sense, and the two observers sent by Pinnacle Tech to follow the mission throughout the mission were nailed with a steel nail near the brow bone.

Although it would be really cool to look at an ordinary young man,

But when I think of the identity of the other party, I think of the miniaturized Jianfeng Technology logo on the steel nails.

It always makes them wonder if these people still have free will.

The observer was silent, as if he had really been persuaded by the 'barrel'.

And the black man who held the cigar with a prosthetic body also gave full play to his racial talent at this time.

His words are endless, and at the same time, there is a certain rhythm of his own.

"It doesn't matter who is eyeing this batch of goods, as long as it's not a giant beast powerhouse, it doesn't matter in front of this prosthetic arm! I can kill all of a special squad with my bare hands! ”

“...... Having said that, those giant beast powerhouses have no channel to know about the existence of this batch of goods, and they are now completely locked in the information cocoon! Thinking about it that way, they don't seem like a big deal. ”

"...... 'rifling', you haven't stationed in the sun, have you? I'll teach you how to carry out our mission here. ”

In fact, the word "rifling" had not put the words of "barrel" into his head half a minute ago.

Originally, he was looking for a conversation to make the atmosphere in the car more comfortable, and he didn't care what he said after the goal was achieved.

And now, the words of the 'barrel' finally caught his attention again.

"How?"

'Rifling' spread out his bright silver arm and motioned for the other to continue.

"We carry out escort missions in Hinomoto, as long as there are no witnesses, if anyone appears in front of the convoy, the horn will be sounded first."

"It doesn't take much, just honk once. If he doesn't get out of the way, run over him. ”

'Rifling' looked at the black man with some surprise.

They escorted goods in conspicuous military vehicles, and they had to honk their horns several times. This time, he drove a completely civilian-looking vehicle.

Just honk the horn once?

I know that the atmosphere of the garrison of the day is very reckless, but where is the atmosphere of the garrison abroad?

It's just that I didn't expect them to be so reckless.

"What if he gets out of the way?"

"Get out of the way?" The black man bared a puff of smoke-yellow teeth, "Then when we get through, let's kill him with the machine gun in this car!" Hahaha! ”

'Rifling' also seemed to think of the hypothetical hapless man's stunned expression when he was torn apart by a bullet after giving way.

He laughed along.

But just when the atmosphere in the carriage was happy, the observer in the back row suddenly spoke.

"There's someone up ahead."

The convoy was just under a cliff, and the highway was between the beach and the cliff along the coast.

The convoy's lights stretched into the darkness of the night, and the high beams had become somewhat dim at a distance.

A looming tall figure was moving down the road.

"This speed...... That guy is going for a walk? After the day's news bombardment, take a walk by the sea? ”

Isn't he afraid of dragon disease?

'Rifling' squinted slightly: "'Barrel', is there a residential area nearby?" ”

The figure that popped up on the big night was too abnormal.

"Investigating."

Although the 'barrel' is very talkative, the speed at which it enters the working state is not unpleasant.

His left hand, which could easily crush a solid steel tube, slid over the fragile car display.

Lightweight and accurate.

"Don't worry, there is indeed a fishing village nearby, he must be a resident there. Now, you can apply what I just taught you. ”

"Haha!"

"Drip-"

'Rifling' laughed and honked the horn.

"Zi-'gun barrel', what's going on, why is the horn honking?"

"Hey, don't worry about the 'crosshairs', there's a lost lamb on the way, and we have to send him to God to repent according to tradition, right?"

“...... Cut, whatever you want, just don't let his corpse get in the way. ”

'Rifling' heard the leader's acquiescence from the walkie-talkie, and stepped on the accelerator more cheerfully.

The entire convoy didn't seem to care about what was on the road in front of them, and there was no sign of stopping or slowing down.

But as the vehicle quickly approached the figure, the high beams also pulled the figure from the obscure boundary to the light.

That's not a "tall man", it's an exoskeleton armor intertwined with army green and matte black!

Shaw Heavy Industries' Swordfish Type 1 launched in 2014!

An unshaven beard, in his thirties, who looked like a mulatto uncle was wearing it.

His hair was combed into a wild high ponytail like a samurai rogue.

There seemed to be a cynical smile on his mouth forever, and a sword wound swept straight from the left side of his forehead across his eyes and extended to the left corner of his mouth.

His left hand rested on the techno katana he carried at his waist.

'rifling' was right, and he was walking towards the convoy in an extremely leisurely manner.

"Weapon system online!"

The 'barrel' shouted, operating on the on-board screen.

The other party's exoskeleton is an old antique from two years ago.

Backward force feedback type control, up to no more than one and a half tons of output.

But here and now, a guy in military equipment is coming towards the escort convoy, and there is no reason to take it lightly!

With the sound of mechanical operation, portable rocket launchers appeared on both sides of the hull of the unremarkable SUV.

There are three rockets on one side, a total of six, and the charge of each one can blow up a 100-square-meter bungalow!

They flew towards the half-race man under the control of the computer.

Accuracy doesn't matter at all, the power of six rockets can knock down a residential building!

The 'barrel' bit his cigar and looked disdainfully at the man in front of the road.

What can a mere pair of outdated exoskeleton armor do?

It's the age of prosthetics......

"Zeng!"

The rocket, which was heading straight for the half-race man, was smoothly sliced through the detonating device in a grim blood-red knife light.

The iron sheet "choked" and fell on both sides of the man.

As for the crooked rockets, the man didn't even bother to care.

Let them explode at your side.

The raging flames and vibrations seemed to be an invisible barrier when approaching the half-race man.

A spherical silhouette is highlighted around the man's body, and it is not allowed to move an inch.

From beginning to end, the man's casual steps and relaxed expression did not change in the slightest.

Only the blood-red technological katana with the blade was pulled out of its scabbard by him, and the sword flower was turned casually in his hand.

"Zi-'gun barrel'! What a situation! Why use rockets! ”

"It's a giant beast!" Crosshair'! It's a behemoth......"

"Was-"

The bloody sword light is attacking again!

This time it's a horizontal slash!

Fierce sparks erupted from the slashing and collision of steel and steel.

This SUV with a reinforced skeleton and shell, and a dead weight of at least ten tons, was forced to cut off the roof!

Not only is the incision smooth, but the steel of the incision still has a fiery orange-red color.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that the color cooled and faded.

In the moment of lightning, the 'rifling' had been severed from the chest, and the foul-smelling internal organs and bodily fluids flowed on the road.

He didn't even react to block it with his prosthetics.

The heavy SUV was split into two parts, the upper and lower parts, crooked on the road, and the follow-up convoy immediately braked and blocked the road.

The two SUVs at the back even had to stop on the beach.

The half-breed man pressed the handle of the katana with one hand, and his nonchalant appearance looked like he was holding a glass of water.

And in front of him, blocking the blade with a prosthetic body, and being pressed to the kneeling 'barrel' by the force on the blade, it was not easy at all!

"Oh? Nice arm material, Bro. ”

Even now, this man only thinks that the quality of the prosthetic arm is good, and does not pay attention to the 'barrel' himself at all.

"Son of a bitch bastard!"

The black man's head was bruised and beads of sweat were dripping.

"Then you can try this 'good' prosthetic, can you beat out your **!"

"Phew!"

White steam distorted air from the heat dissipation holes in the prosthetic arm, and the mechanical parts inside began to rattle.

A liquid bottle containing the Titan cells is integrated into the prosthetic program.

From this moment on, the Titan cells, as part of the working structure of the prosthesis, began to participate in the "neural bridging technology".

The bioelectric waves of the giant beast began to infect the human brainwaves.

The hole in the 'barrel' suddenly enlarged, and the breathing was heavy.

[Behemoth Power: 40,000 Horses]!

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