Chapter Forty-Five: Of course the strong with the magnetic field is the strong!
In the following days, the Middle-Continent team arranged a full course for Meier.
Cheng Xiao teaches internal force cultivation and ancient martial arts skills, Wang Xia teaches modern fighting techniques, and Zhang Heng teaches mentality and anti-mentality.
"Stand up, dog!" Meier, who was knocked to the ground by Wang Xia, was dizzy, but the piercing scolding had already entered his brain: "Fuck, can't you do it at this level?!" Do you understand? If you fall to your knees, you are defeated! You're fucking defeated at the hands of the king of Middle-earth! If you are the enemy who takes your life! You're dead! Crushing into a pulp of meat and insulting it is the end of your family! Is that the only degree?! Then when you encounter the enemy, you will shout directly - Kougu, kill me! β
"The mouth is !!!"
Myer, whose eyes were bloodshot, roared and rushed towards Wang Xia, the stunned breath even Wang Xia was a little frightened, not that the potential in Meier's body exploded, but that he was shocked that Zhang Heng's words were that Meier could still lock it accurately.
This will to fight is admirable.
At the same time, I was also shocked that a good living person suddenly became a bumpy man.
Zha originally wanted to learn this interesting way of speaking from Zhang Heng, but was forcibly dragged away by Luo Li on the grounds that children should not learn this kind of normal speech when they hear it.
"But it sounds really handsome!" - Negative
"Those Avengers are a little slow." Xiao Honglu looked at the ruins of the factory that was monitored by the spiritual power scan, and couldn't help but complain: "If they are really a qualified underground organization, then no matter what their relationship is with the Black Goat Factory, this behemoth was suddenly attacked, they should have come to investigate the situation, but it has been so long, even the people of the gang under our control have passed, why haven't any suspicious guys appeared." β
"You don't have any idea of that black goat factory?"
"Thoughts? You mean that? Xiao Honglu began to try to make some handicrafts with his hair to alleviate his hand hyperactivity: "Economic status? Political connections? Or what? β
"A little more mysterious, a little more occult."
Xiao Honglu .jpg an old man's subway mobile phone, saying that he couldn't understand what Wu Jie was saying.
Day after day, in fact, it didn't last long.
"Found the avengers."
Quiet days call for something fun to spice up, and Meyer is an hors d'oeuvres at best, and the real big dish is just being served!
Avengers base.
It's not so much a base as a radiation shelter.
The founder of the Avengers, codenamed [Van Helsing], is also in power, and has had a nightmare.
βF**kοΌβ
She cursed in a low voice, and instead of turning on the light, she walked to the pool in the dark and washed her face. When she looked in the mirror, a pale and bloodshot face was like a zombie, looking at her through the mirror.
Bang!
The fist slammed into the mirror, the fragile skin could not withstand such a violent impact, and the blood flowed down the fingers, staining the palm red almost instantly.
"Damn bat my time, ahem ahem me, I can't fall here! Never! Ahem, ahem, ahemβ"
Van Helsing coughed violently, her body bent like a prawn, and countless blood coughed up from her mouth, quickly staining the ground where she was standing. At first, she was still covering her mouth with her hand, but soon she realized that the blood on her hands was no less than the blood she coughed up, so she simply gave up this behavior and continued to flow from the blood.
Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was only a few seconds, when Van Helsing regained her composure, her hands gripping the cold stones on both sides of the pool, trembling and supporting her body, she ignored the mess of the place, but skillfully opened a box of potions, took out one of them and plunged into her body.
As the blue-blue fluid flowed down the veins, the wound on the hand began to heal, and soon it scabbed over, and then became ruddy, no longer like a zombie as before.
The side effects of the violent cough just now are still there, the trembling body, the face stained with snot and tears, and the large amount of blood.
Like a D-addicted addict.
Holding a puddle of water and simply grooming and dressing, Van Helsing changed into a fairly clean dress and walked out of her room, she still has a task.
The Black Goat factory was attacked a few days ago, and she knew very well that this was not her arrangement. With the current strength of the Avengers, even if several branches are combined, if they want to attack that kind of place, they will definitely suffer heavy losses, and the current Avengers can no longer withstand this kind of toss.
Thinking of this, Van Helsing's face couldn't help but put a mocking smile on his face, he couldn't even finish a small factory, and he still wanted to realize that so-called long-cherished wish?
Amusing.
I'm ridiculous.
Van Helsing looked at all the information she had in silence, the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and as an organization that could be inherited for nearly a thousand years, even if she was now pacing on the verge of falling apart, she still had a lot of resources in her hands.
It's just that the most important thing is missing, strength.
But when she saw that it was confirmed by many parties, she got one thing for sure - it was a bare-handed person who destroyed the Black Goat Factory that day!
One person, wiped out an entire black goat factory!
Van Helsing's pupils constricted, she knew the truth about the Black Goat Factory too well, it was a textile factory on the surface, but if it was a mere textile factory, how could it use an extremely expensive mechanical beast like a mechanical leopard to guard it!
A mechanical panther that can fight head-on against lost anti-armor equipment! It's easy to cut through armor made of steel! It's so fast that even the maglev cars in the Third City can't catch up!
According to the Avengers' detection of this killing weapon, the Black Goat Factory is loaded with at least five units!
"Could it be. Has the Child of Destiny come again? β
Van Helsing's hands trembled slightly, she looked at the mirror in the corridor again, and muttered to herself in the mirror: "Whether the legendary child of destiny has come or not, you must persevere, this is your duty!" Remember! Remember! Remember! It's your duty! β
Van Helsing pounded his hands against the wall, his eyes red, and his teeth clenched.
She looked at the mad woman in the mirror, and she knew it was herself.
A person who can go crazy anytime, anywhere.
"Listen, I know you've had a hard time, but it's not time to rest. Even if one day, the last backbone of human civilization is broken, then you must be the last person to be broken. Monsters, bats, demons fuck something, you must die before the destruction of human civilization, die on the podium, die in the path of the charge, and not be a lackey of that group of bats like that useless soft egg, or die in a senseless operation! β
(End of chapter)