Being A Detective in The World of Film and Television

Chapter 1864: Junior fellow student? Senior brother? No, it’s the angel of judgment (1 more)

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Of course, this is definitely not Luke's fault.

He only found out yesterday that the White Ghost was the Asian man next to the Baroness, and that he was wearing a white combat uniform with two swords on his back when attacking the secret base.

Luke is not a god. When he made the White Wolf armor a few years ago, he naturally didn't think that White Wolf would one day wear the same clothes as the villain.

However, this did not stop him from making another note about White Ghost in his little notebook.

Can a villain just wear the same superhero vest as Uncle Lu? If he does, he will have to pay the price. Besides, this guy just pierced Luke's neck with a kunai.

The two accounts must be settled together.

With the help of a virtual light screen prompt, the Renault van took only a few minutes to catch up with the black Hummer to within a hundred meters.

Because of Luke's threat, the black man Duti who was driving didn't come any closer.

The middle-aged man with glasses who had been writing and drawing on a tablet suddenly spoke up: "The thing they carry must be converted into a sufficient amount of iron objects, so their goal is..."

Everyone's eyes were directed towards the large creature standing alone a few hundred meters away.

whoosh!

A column of white smoke emerged from the rooftop of a building a hundred meters away and quickly moved towards the Eiffel Tower a few hundred meters away.

"Falco!"

"shxt!"

“Damn it.”

Everyone in the car cursed at the same time, and then the red-haired girl suddenly realized that her side was very bright.

After a quick glance, she realized that the side door of the car had been opened at some point.

Looking across again, Luke, who was originally sitting there, was nowhere to be seen.

"Wait, that's..."

"Shit!"

"It's the White Wolf!"

She quickly turned her head and looked forward, only to see a white shadow drawing a long flame in the air, chasing after the white smoke.

Only the middle-aged man with glasses, who was estimating the relative speed of the two and the time it would take for the bullet to hit the Eiffel Tower, sighed: "It's too late."

Just as he said that, Luke in the air drew his sword and thrust it upwards.

Everyone in the car was puzzled: What is going on

The white smoke more than ten meters ahead drew a sharp arc in the air, changing from a parallel angle to a seventy-degree upward angle.

WTF?! Everyone in the car stared with wide eyes, holding their breath, watching the white smoke rushing up along the arc-shaped lower and middle part of the tower.

Finally... it hit the small protrusion on the top of the tower with a bang.

Everyone sighed in disappointment and annoyance and cursed: It was just a little bit, just that little bit.

Perhaps if it had been a little earlier, the nanoworm warhead would have missed the target by another ten centimeters and completely missed the target.

Without the steel of the Eiffel Tower to provide conversion materials, there would not be enough nanoworms, and the threat of this warhead would naturally not be too great.

Along with a sigh, a gray-green mist spread out from the impact of the warhead and enveloped the top of the tower.

Then the steel-based spire quickly disappeared like crops eaten by locusts, and wisps of gray-green mist began to spread downward along the tower.

On a rooftop three hundred meters away, the Baroness frowned as she watched the white figure gliding by the tower with its wings spread out. “Who is this guy?”

When she asked this question, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the White Ghost next to her.

White Ghost also frowned: "I only have one junior brother."

But the Baroness still looked at him, and he added a little uncomfortably: "I don't have a senior brother either."

The Baroness then looked away: "This man's armor level is not low, and the weapon demonstration mission is also completed. Let's retreat first."

White Ghost also looked at the white figure at the Eiffel Tower, barely suppressed the urge to fight, and nodded: "Let's go."

He's not stupid.

The opponent was wearing flying armor, and in this open-air environment, he could be kite-flew to death.

The two came to the edge of the rooftop.

A cabin door opened on the side of a large, transparent, twisted shadow, and slanted down to become a simple boarding ladder, and two people stepped in.

The cabin door closed again, and the transparent fighter plane accelerated into the air and sped away.

Next to the Eiffel Tower, the White Wolf, which was gliding slowly, glanced at the departing fighter plane.

In the cabin on the other side, he said to Natasha: "Wait until he finishes dealing with this iron tower, then we'll pick him up and set off."

As he spoke, the silver-white wing suit behind White Wolf unfolded, and it suddenly hovered in the air. With both hands stretched forward, the protective armor of the Ark reactor in the center of its chest opened, revealing a circular hole with a diameter of ten centimeters.

Inside the cave, the white light became brighter and brighter.

When viewed from the front, it looks like there is a small sun in the sky.

Boom! Sizzle!

A huge white beam of light shot out, and with the combined power of the palm cannons in both hands, it became even thicker and landed on the waist of the iron tower in an instant.

The huge shock wave carried high-temperature ions, tilted slightly upward, and bombarded the edge of the gray-green mist that was spreading downward.

Then, the gray-green mist was dyed bright white by the white light column, as if it was ignited.

The white light continued to spread, burning all the gray-green mist into a large ball of white light.

At this moment, the spectacle of two suns appeared in the sky above Paris.

The spectacle lasted only more than ten seconds. The "sun" close to the ground suddenly disappeared, leaving the people who were paying attention to it with nothing in sight.

Taking advantage of this time, Luke dodged and slid into the Quinjet next to him, which was also invisible. "Let's go, follow the two in front."

Natasha in the driver's seat responded, closed the rear door, gradually accelerated and took off, chasing after the transparent fighter plane.

Half a minute later, the countless onlookers around the Eiffel Tower gradually regained their vision and started to make a noise.

"What was that just now?"

"I don't know, it feels really cool."

"Cool shit, look at our tower."

"WTF?"

"holyshxt!"

"OMG! You've got to be kidding me."

"What about the tower? Where is our huge Eiffel Tower?"

"Are you blind? Isn't there still half of it left?"

"An attack by Kongbu! It must be an attack by Kongbu! The birdman just now must be a member of Kongbu."

"Are you fucking stupid? That's the Angel of Judgment! He's our European superhero. He must have been trying to stop the Kongbu attack, otherwise this half of the tower wouldn't be saved now!"

"What the hell is this angel of judgment? Looking at your big beard, you must be lying. You must be a member of the Kongbu faction."

"You idiot, your ancestors lived in primitive society for 18 generations, didn't they have access to the Internet? Angel of Judgment, the Angel of Judgment who killed that butcher Duhovich!"

"What, that's really the angel of judgment?"

"Are you all blind? White armor, blue-purple goggles, silver wings, and two swords on his back. Who the hell is this if not the Angel of Judgment?"

"You're talking nonsense! He was flying so high. How could you see anything other than the white armor and the silver wings? Did you use your Asuo to see it?"

"Look at this, you beach boy! Repeat after me, N, I, K, O, N. You didn't think this was a Nike camera, did you?"