Lille can't give himself two shots of lizard potion and kill all sides.

This time it's not like before, a lizardman ran out of the Biotechnology Building, and everyone didn't think it had anything to do with mercenaries.

Why are you bad with this technology, run away to be a mercenary?

So actually, everybody tacitly assumed that the lizardmen were made by biotechnology - they really have this kind of technology, and they have to carry this pot if they don't want to.

In fact, even the shareholders of biotechnology are wondering if the CEO has quietly created the lizardman himself.

And Lille hasn't leaked a little bit of news since that day, even if he admits that he is the Burger King in the city center, but what does Burger King have to do with the lizardmen?

So now that military technology will find the border troops, someone must have made false information.

The previous commander had to falsify the border troops to show that he had no one on his hands.

Since it is a fraud, the target is the lizardmen, and it is unlikely that they will be wiped out.

If Lille can come up with a means other than the lizardmen to deal with this wave of border troops, then the strategic goal can still be achieved, and the effect is even better.

Lille starts Sanwistein - through the bombed area, runs to the garage, picks up a large box of things from the garage, and runs towards the basement.

The Centaur Mech is indeed fierce, but without the Shaped Cannon, it is not impossible to make two moves - at least it is no problem to delay this little time.

Digging into the ruins, Lille jumped straight into the basement, where Cedric was still struggling to drag Jack inside.

Lille picked up Jack and ran inside.

"Cedric, you're just here to watch, report to me if there's anything going on!"

Learwind carried Jack into the nocturnal ghost's operating room, put on the prosthetic doctor's gloves, and inserted a personal link for organism monitoring.

The equipment here is a bit old, but it is functional enough for Lille's needs.

Jack opened his eyes with difficulty, "Uh, where are we?" ”

"Listen, Jack, don't you want something good? I'm going to put the furious components right now, tailor-made for you. ”

Lille slice open Jack's ruptured joint, squirting blood, prosthetic lubricating fluid, and synthetic plasma.

Jack lay on the operating table, looked at the dim light, and smiled vigorously: "That feeling is awesome."

It's just how do I feel like I've ever encountered this situation? ”

"Yes, you did encounter it, that time you were cut off by James Norris, and then you were alive again, and this time it was the same."

"Oh, you don't have to comfort me, really—V, and you, you two are my most trusted brothers."

Letting go of the blood, Jack's consciousness began to dissipate rapidly.

"You too, brother—it's up to you later."

Cedric's movements were much slower, and after these days of recovery, he was gradually able to shake off his crutches.

However, when I think of him in the past and him now, I am still a little bitter in my heart.

But the good thing is that there is something he can do.

Alert.

Maybe others will only think that this is unnecessary at this time, and focus all their attention on the outside world, on military technology and that centaur mech.

But Cedric always had one name on his mind: Bowen.

Cedric clutched an old-fashioned revolver in his hand, vigilantly sweeping through the operating room through boxes and cabinets that could hold people.

The freezer doesn't.

Toolbox. No.

Under the bed. No.

Confirmation after confirmation did not reassure him, and he was still vigilant.

Then there's the wardrobe, the gear cabinet, and even the garbage heap –

One, two, three.

Nothing.

Cedric set his sights on the last unopened medicine cabinet in the prosthetic doctor's operating room—

Even if it doesn't look like a place to hide.

The muzzle of the gun rested slightly against the iron door.

Chirping--

No.

Cedric's dangling heart lowered slightly, and then he turned away--

Bowen was right in front of him, grinning, his eyes squinted and crooked like crescent moons.

Cedric's breath stagnated, a scene that seemed somewhat familiar, and suddenly brought him back to the betrayal he had had been more than twenty years ago.

It's like a cyber psychotic episode, seeing the afterimage of the past.

"Hello, old friend."

Bang!

But this is not a cyberpsychotic fantasy!

The tremendous force penetrated his abdomen and transmitted to his internal organs, and the pain made him speechless, and his vision quickly darkened--

Just like that betrayal 30 years ago.

Or that disgusting smirk!

Cedric didn't know where he got the strength, grabbed Bowen's clothes and threw his fist!

Nation.

However, this blow is nothing to Bowen.

"Haha. Are you really crippled? I've been hiding in the wall and waiting for you for a long time, and you're crippled! Mexico's border butcher?! ”

Bowen grabbed Cedric's hand and lifted him up like a chick.

Cedric's eyes darkened, but he never let go of the revolver, and he used all his strength to straighten the muzzle

But Bowen crushed the revolver!

"Shhhh

However, military technology will definitely be of interest. ”

Bowen easily crushed Cedric's palm, and the other hand reached into Cedric's mouth, pinching his tongue and chin, and slamming it!

Click!

Broken bones, synthetics, and tongues are churned together.

His fingers were blocking his trachea, and Cedric couldn't make a sound.

The pain pounded Cedric's nerves, his eyes were wildly bloodshot, his breathing was rapid and heavy, but he stayed awake!

"Awesome, old friend, you didn't faint with black eyes this time, but I advise you to faint anyway.

Or do you feel sad that you have betrayed the trust of our people back then? It's been so many years, it's time to forget. ”

Bowen said in a regretful tone, and shook his head as if he was sorry.

However, he immediately changed to that trademark smirk: "I forgot how cool that little pussy is!"

But he let me know how cool it is to a purely biological child! I'll always remember it!

No woman can compare to him, and your horse, like a zombie in bed, doesn't react at all-

Ah, I forgot, she was already a corpse then!

What did you say? ”

Bowen pulled out a little finger, and Cedric's throat made a terrible sound of blood

"Ho"

Then he plugged his fingers back again!

"Haha, that's funny, the Mexican border butcher has the same fingers as a dog, but I'll have to go in and deal with your friend.

As for you, if you don't want to be as dark as last time, just watch here. ”

Syllable.

Cedric was let go, and the congestion in his lungs made his already weak body, which was not strong--

But he didn't know where he got some strength, and his heel slammed against the wall at Bowen, who turned around, with a mouthful of blood in his mouth

Syllable.

Bowen kicked back, slashing Cedric's legs.

"I've seen this trick, Hector that old idiot plays on TV, you don't think I'm not guarding against it, do you?

Goodbye, bro - but that's all for a weak chicken like you. ”

Cedric's hand grabbed Bowen's heel, but couldn't at all.

He's weak now.

At the last moment, a voice came from his ear:

"You're crazy!!"

"Ahh

Bang! Bang! Bang--

The sound of gunshots, fights, ramming.

Cedric could barely see anything, but he could still recognize that Bowen had stopped.

What will happen next can only be left to the young people.

But I really want to see this bastard pulverized.

(End of chapter)