"The target's combat skills are very weak, and he only relies on strength and speed to constantly attack, so he shouldn't have received any special training."

Lu Mingfei waved his dagger to block the claws of the wind, and did not forget to report the relevant information of the target to the headset.

"He's very dragonized."

Looking at the black exposed under the man's torn clothes, Lu Mingfei frowned, his nails were already hard to a certain extent, and it seemed that all the scales were attached to his body, and the hat of the windbreaker was always carried, which caused Lu Mingfei to not see his head and neck.

However, it can be asserted that this man is about to become Deadpool, Lu Mingfei glanced at the dazzling golden pupils again, which should be ranked in the middle and upper reaches of the targets he has dealt with, according to Deadpool's division level, it should be higher than B, about the level of A-.

"Of course we know, so some people suspect that you are sending you to death, and say that they will take you for a psychological examination when they go back." Alice took over the command.

"Just try it if you send it to death." Lu Mingfei saw the man rushing over, but he didn't dodge, but a smile appeared in the corner of his eye, he took out a silver desert eagle from his arms, and shot the man's right body several times.

Lena was stuck in his left arms, if the distance was too far, Lu Mingfei was not sure if he would accidentally hurt the girl, which is why he chose to block in front of him and refuse to carry out the order, for the commissioner of the executive department, the life of an ordinary person is really not worth mentioning compared to the secret of the dragon.

Three eardrum-tearing gunshots forcibly covered all the sounds, with sparks, the alloy bullet was completely poured into the man's right chest, and the huge momentum made him stumble as well, and the monster had to bend his knees to slow down, that is, at this moment, Lu Mingfei seized the opportunity and leaned over and kicked towards the target's head.

Causing harm to men is only his second purpose, what Lu Mingfei really wants to do is to peel off his trench coat and hat, and completely expose his face hidden underneath.

The monster tried to dodge the blow to the face as much as possible, but while he was engrossed, he didn't notice that one of Lu Mingfei's hands had dropped the pistol and reached behind his neck, taking off his hat while he was not noticing.

Lu Mingfei landed on the side of the monster, and the latter slowly turned his head, but what met the boy's eyes was a very dry face, if you had to describe it, it looked like a homeless child in a war-torn area, and it was nothing more than severe malnutrition.

But what's even more strange is that those empty eyes, no life at all, if it weren't for the dry eyes gurgling, Lu Mingfei probably wouldn't be able to think that he was a living person.

But can't be wrong, Lu Mingfei has seen the 3D model built by Norma, and his height and appearance are almost carved out of the same mold as the person in front of him, and the one who raised his middle finger at the camera must be this person.

But...... Why didn't you wear a minister's mask this time?

Looking up at the water curtain still floating in the air, Lu Mingfei said softly, "Why hasn't he used the Spirit of Words yet?" ”

"Serial number 61, Speech Spirit. The Water Blade takes a long time to channel, and as long as you keep attacking, he won't have time to chant. Alice replied succinctly.

"Understood."

Lu Mingfei smiled, the dagger circled around his fingertips, and the breaking sound brought by the blade was terrifying, a trick can only be used once, and it is estimated that now this monster also feels the threat of the gun and will not take the initiative to attack again.

Since this is the case, you can only fight him closely.

He approached step by step, as calmly as a hunter saw his prey hiding in a corner, and the monster opened its mouth and roared, trying to increase its momentum to intimidate the other, but the boy was not afraid at all.

For the first time, the man realized that in this room, the unhurried boy opposite was the predator, he himself was only the prey, and if it weren't for the 'food' in his hand being of great significance to the hunter, I am afraid that the other party would have killed him long ago.

He hadn't decided what he was going to do about it. Lu Mingfei had already arrived in front of him like a ghost, the sharp blade was across his neck, flashing like raindrops across glass, if it weren't for the fact that his mutated scales were hard enough, I am afraid that his throat would have been cut.

Like the Assasin Assassins, he is silent and efficient, wiping off the necks of enemy generals in the simplest of ways and in the shortest possible time.

Suddenly, the golden pupils were raised, and the man wanted to use this to intimidate the person in front of him, but found that the person on the other side was indifferent.

How can it be?

How can anyone not be afraid of these eyes of their own? And there was no reaction at all?

The monster broke down a little, and he let out a series of roars that shook the wooden doors around him.

Lu Mingfei stared at the somewhat crazy monster in front of him, thinking about where to start, the dagger in his hand was not enough to cut through the hard scale armor, if it continued, it would only consume physical strength in vain.

He took two steps back to think about countermeasures, but the monster suddenly took the opportunity to get up, threw the girl in his arms to the other side, and rushed out of the door while Lu Ming was not in a trance, his goal was the gate, as long as he escaped from there, there was still a chance to live, unless the hunter chose to chase and kill him regardless of the girl.

Lu Mingfei finally chose to fly to catch the thin figure, and sighed when he saw the monster escape.

There should be a net laid by the commissioners of the Enforcement Department outside the door, and if they can't do anything about it, he can only say...... Professor Schneider worked hard in vain.

Moreover, his task is only to contain him for a while.

Lu Mingfei held Lena in his arms and checked her condition, but it was nothing serious, and there were marks of a heavy blow to the back of her head, which was probably the main reason for her fainting.

Gently stroking the back of the girl's white swan-like neck, Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows and lowered his head to mutter.

The girl pillowed on Lu Mingfei's lap, as if she was conscious, curled up, probably because of the pain, her fingers bent forward, until she touched a warm hand, her tense body relaxed, like a child who had finally found the door of the house with all her strength.

The water curtain dispersed with a bang, pouring the boys and girls below, the sound was ticking, Lu Mingfei looked down at the girl's cheeks, and a trace of sigh flowed through his eyebrows.

Outside the door

The monster has been cornered, Lu Mingfei's estimate is correct, the commissioners have long been completely prepared, the moment the man ran out of the women's toilet, it was covered by widespread firepower, using Frigga bullets, after all, this is a high-rise, ordinary bullets may destroy the roof pillar of this building, thus triggering a more serious situation.

Although the secret party is a thug, they are not terrorists, and they can't do such a thing as blowing up the high-ups of downtown San Francisco.

"Report to the professor, bullets can't break his scales, anesthetics don't work." A commissioner yelled.

"Simmons, it's your turn." Seeing that the situation was still under control, Schneider said lightly, this is one of the few A-level executives he brought in his hands this time, who is good at cold weapons, and is prepared to deal with this situation.

To do this, Schneider also applied for an alchemy knife from the ice cellar.

Emaciated men swept out of the black-clad crowd, and by the time the commissioners had stopped firing and were on the sidelines.

The scene seemed to be a dueling arena in an instant, the man and the monster were fighting each other, but it was not a fair duel, the monster had already used a lot of physical strength, and Simmons still had a weapon in his hand that could cut through his scales.

The sword light path fell, accompanied by splashes of blood, Simmons held the long blade, as if practicing in front of a puppet, one by one slashed on the monster's body, the scales shattered, and its entire person, including its coat, was soaked in a pool of blood.

The monster gradually gave up resistance, and stood in the corner, letting the sword light fall on him, and even his hideous expression became sluggish.

"I... To put her... Take it out. ”

The knife momentum opposite the "......" is still the same.

Distraction in the middle of the battle is a big taboo, Simmons doesn't want to hear what he says at all, the more the battle holds *** the bell will change for one more second, if you are really curious, you can go back and let Norma parse his lips.

In an instant, four horizontal slashes had landed on the monster's chest, blood spurting out, reflecting the light, and bright red covered the floor.

The monster's steps faltered, his knees bent gradually, and finally he was overwhelmed and threw himself on the ground.

Simmons stabbed his body on the ground a few times with his long blade, and seeing that he no longer resisted, he made a 'mission accomplished' gesture to everyone behind him.

"Beautiful, Simmons, but the target should have a breath left, and we should be just in case." Alice admonished in the channel.

"I think that's okay." Simmons refused, inserting the blade into his scabbard, and he looked back at the motionless bloody man on the ground, and touched the alchemy knife engraved with strange patterns, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

Someone told him before the mission that if he could spare his target, he would be rewarded with a high-quality alchemy knife.

Just take a breath, and how to save his life after that, how to transport it is not his responsibility.

Simmons had always wanted a superior weapon, and he had repeatedly challenged the academy's current number one sword master, the grim boy, who had defeated him every time with the village rain.

He needed a good knife to defeat the boy who had no one in his eyes, Simmons was often angry when he was lying on the bed, because every time he saw Chu Zihang's indifferent look when he defeated him, as if he was talking about trivial matters.

He would one day defeat Chu Zihang in the limelight and let him fail in an extremely humiliating way, and he stood on the stage of the Lionheart Society, raised his head, raised his arms, and accepted the cheers of the audience, just like now.

Lu Mingfei walked out of the toilet door with the girl on his back, his footprints carrying water on the smooth elm floor, he heard the call at the door, looked up, and saw that the commissioners of the executive department were applauding the man in the central light, who held his head high and silently accepted all the praise.

At his feet, a corpse was lying down, Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the people in the executive department were still capable, and there was blood flowing between the pitch-black scales, which were oxidized in the air, and also became a little blacker, blending into the background of the scales.

Wait, that finger is shaking slightly? Lu Mingfei's heart tightened, and he looked at the man next to him who was receiving praise, this guy... Don't you know how to cut the grass and eradicate the roots?

Most of the commissioners' vision was blocked by the men who were on the rise, even the few commissioners who could observe the 'corpse' were completely immersed in the atmosphere, Lu Mingfei felt that something was wrong, these people should not be uncalm people, how could they become like this now?

Hallucinogens? Lu Mingfei sniffed lightly, and immediately understood what was wrong, he looked up at the ventilation duct above, which was filled with smoke, mixed with mint-flavored freshener.

It should be a marketing ploy for the bar.

This will make ordinary people fluttering, although the half-breed will not reach that level, but there will also be a little mental confusion.

"Professor, Professor? Why didn't the commissioner kill the target completely? Lu Mingfei hurriedly knocked on the headset: "He's still alive." ”

After a moment of silence, Schneider smacked his tongue: "Alice persuaded him." ”

"It's useless to persuade you, you have to give orders."

Schneider was silent again.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that the professor had a reason that he couldn't explain, and he was also under great pressure.

He turned around, only to find that the monster was gradually raising its head, staring at the man in front of him with a pair of bloody eyes.

An ominous premonition hit Lu Mingfei's heart.

"Get out of here!"

Lu Mingfei shouted, but it was a little late, before that, the monster quickly turned over, pulled out a dozen colorful test tube bottles from somewhere in its body, which contained some kind of boiling liquid, it used its sharp fingers to cut the cork, poured all the liquid into its mouth, and swallowed.

Then he threw himself on the ground again, motionless.

"What? Corpse fraud? Simmons, who had been vigilant, exhaled and stepped on the body.

But at the moment when the sole of the shoe touched the hard scales, Simmons's face suddenly changed, and he felt a violent vibration coming up through his body.

The rumbling drums of war resounded through the room, and the commissioners' expressions changed dramatically, and they set up their weapons to aim at the bloody man on the ground whose wounds were slowly healing, and Simmons took a few steps back and drew the blade again.

The monster on the ground raised its head, its eyes exuding brilliance, and the degree of dazzling was even better than that of Chu Zihang.

"I'm going to, take her out."

With a roar, it turned into a ball of cannonballs and headed straight for Simmons, who didn't have time to react, he stood still, his mind blanked with dragon fear, and his last action was to raise the blade and try to pierce the attacking enemy.

The next moment, the alchemy knife was knocked into the air, and the monster was already standing in front of Simmons, who was like a chick in front of it, strangled in the air with one hand, struggling with all fours, and finally hanging down weakly after a crisp grunt.

His cervical vertebrae were choked.

"Damn, what did it do? It is estimated that it has reached the A level, no, I'm afraid it is higher, we have made a mistake in judgment, what to do, minister? "There was chaos in the command room, and everyone turned their eyes to Schneider.

The old man was silent, his face was pale, and only those who were familiar with him knew that his mood at this time was extremely bad.

"If you retreat and retreat, if you can't use words and heavy weapons, you won't be able to deal with Deadpool of this level at all, unless it's the headmaster and a few super good swordsmen." It was suggested.

"Where to retreat? This is San Francisco, and the downtown area is downtown, do you want it to go on a killing spree? Someone retorted.

"But the commissioners were there just to let him slaughter, and we didn't have anyone who could deal with it." There was an effort to maintain the atmosphere.

"Commissioners, hold on for forty seconds, and I'll be there right away." Schneider took a deep breath, got up and walked out the door:

"I'll deal with him."

"No, Professor, I'll deal with him."

A voice that had been silent for a long time rang out in the channel, it was a boy, his voice was young but extremely determined.

"Everyone stand back, and I'll take over the battlefield."

Lu Mingfei had a small knife attached to each hand, and stood three meters in front of the monster, and on the counter behind him was a sleeping girl.

The monster looked the blocker in front of him up and down with those golden eyes.

"Have you already put your hands here?"

The boy smiled and whispered, his mind still reproducing the crystal liquid that the monster had drunk when it came back from the dead, and it was familiar to him, so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar.

Molotov cocktail, one of the evolutionary medicines.

He must execute this thing with his own hands.