Earth, near the ruins of Kit City, Temple of the Sound of God.

Because of the wonders of natural formation, a joint archaeological team of various countries, sponsored by the Crawford Group, has left a camp here.

"Sanchez, according to this meteorological data, there will be a strong wind again tonight."

Inside the tent, a white professor put down his satellite phone and said to the black man who was squatting in front of the stove.

"If that's the case, Professor Sylvester, we will probably be so noisy that we can't sleep tonight."

Sanchez replied with a bitter face, and the white professor also agreed.

When they first saw and heard the voice of the gods, the feeling could only be summed up by the idiom "shock", but the two of them had been stationed here for several weeks, and as time passed, the feeling of shock and wonder gradually subsided, and the originally pleasant and ethereal "voice of the gods" became noisy and annoying.

"Boom!"

"Whew!! No way! Started so early? I still want to catch up on the wind for a while! ”

Sanchez grumbled, but Professor Sylvester frowned.

"No, Sanchez, this sound is not like the voice of God, but like a thunderstorm, look at it again, our tent is not moving, obviously the wind is not yet blowing, go, follow me out and have a look!"

The old professor was afraid of what was happening outside, so he opened the tent and rushed out.

"Huh! Professor! You wait for me! One person is dangerous! ”

As the security personnel arranged here, he naturally had to do his duty, so Sanchez picked up his guns and equipment and hurriedly followed, knowing that there were many man-eating beasts outside the wilderness.

The two of them finally found a dark trail on the edge of the temple's stone platform, and a pungent smell filled the air.

"This taste is ... Ozone? Did this place just get struck by lightning? But that's not the only damage caused by lightning, is it? ”

The old professor sniffed vigorously and said.

Sanchez was silent about this, he was a security guard, and his specialty was to play with guns and ammunition and protect targets, which he would not do.

"Hoohoo!"

A roar from behind him frightened the two of them, and when he turned around, Sanchez secretly screamed badly.

I saw a huge Siberian bear blocking the gate of the temple, two eyes staring at them.

"Professor, I'll get its attention later, you can leave while that happens! There's a snowmobile in the other tent, get on it and drive it back to base camp before the blizzard hits! ”

The black man opened the safety of the gun in his hand and whispered to the old professor.

"Whew!"

Another bear scream rang out, and Sanchez nervously raised the muzzle of the gun, his trembling index finger resting on the trigger.

Based on years of mercenary experience, he knew that he was almost certain to die today, and the brown bears that did not hibernate in the winter must have been hungry and ran out to find food, and they also had a black history of cannibalism, and Sanchez trembled even more when he thought of the picture of his tragic death after being eaten by a bear for several hours.

"Huh?"

Instead of paying attention to them, the brown bear walked through the gate to the platform, stood up straight and looked around, as if looking for something.

"Whoa?!"

There was a familiar smell in the air, but he didn't find the person he wanted to see, and finally the brown bear turned around and left.

"Phew--- my God, it scared me to death, this brown bear is bigger than the average adult Siberian bear, and I can't even be sure that this broken barrel won't work if I do it."

Sanchez only felt that his legs were weak, and cold sweat broke out all over his body, and the old professor was blocked by him, but he didn't feel it so intuitively.

This brown bear is the one that Laura rescued, and the person who teleported here is none other than Laura herself.

Little did she know that her employees were scared half to death, and they were hurrying towards New York as fast as they could.

Under Shou Lao's unreserved guidance, Laura sensed the imprint that had been left here on a whim, and after many attempts, she finally succeeded in using this imprint as a beacon to transmit it back to Earth from the distant planet Typhon.

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New York, Rand Building.

It was late at night, and it was noisy inside the building that was supposed to be quiet.

When the Guardian Alliance was looking for intelligence information, they stumbled upon the Hand Ninja under the leadership of Botu.

The enemy was very angry when they met, and the two sides started a fierce battle without saying a word.

The Hand side has an absolute numerical advantage, but when facing the Guardian Alliance, which is strong in individual combat and has a tacit cooperation with each other, it can only barely reach a draw.

Botu also secretly called unlucky, he was the only one left in the five fingers of the hand, and the other four suddenly evaporated from the world for some reason, and they couldn't be found anywhere, at this moment, just facing an iron fist was enough for him to drink a pot, and as a result, the iron fist also brought four helpers with close strength.

If it was according to his usual personality, he would have let his subordinates go on top and run away by himself, but this time he stayed, as if waiting for something.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and Luke only felt a tightness in his chest, and then was carried backwards by the inertia of the huge bullet, but fortunately, Jessica supported his body in time.

"Be careful! There are snipers! ”

Luke removed a completely deformed projectile from his chest, and as he looked at the conspicuous white mark, he hurriedly reminded him.

On the opposite side of the Rand Building, a man with a bullseye tattoo on his head laughed twice and pulled the bolt of the sniper rifle in front of him.

"Divine Force, as in the legend, he really has a copper skin and iron bones, but I don't know if your eyes can prevent it?"

The imminent hunt of a team of superpowers caused a burst of pleasure in Bullseye's heart, but just as he was about to pull the trigger, a sudden sense of crisis caused him to roll on the spot, and the scope on the sniper rifle was immediately blown off.

"Interesting! Hahahaha! It's so interesting, it looks like tonight is going to be a killing feast hahahaha! ”

He licked his lips scratched by the debris and shouted excitedly.

"Bullseye, you play and play, don't forget to get down to business."

"Roger, Kim and Boss."

With that, he pulled out a knife from his waist and disappeared on the rooftop.

On the roof of the Rand Building, Uncle Punishment's eyes moved away from the scope, he had been tracking this ace killer named Bullseye for some time, and the other party's amazing flying knife was particularly impressive.

During this period, the two sides fought several times, and if it weren't for the habit of carrying enough guns and ammunition, he really didn't dare to say that he could suppress this murderous maniac.

The Defenders Alliance was free from enemy snipers, and the Hand retreated again and again.

In the exchange of punches and feet, Danny found a flaw in the Botu, and an iron fist slammed into his head, only to be stopped by a slender palm at the last moment.