In the entire transit area, both the combatants in the military area and the civilians watching here were quietly watching the tall figures near or far away. The few words "take back the Tiangong" were like a dull hammer blow. It hit them in the heart.
Although most people do not understand the meaning of this sentence, it is not important. What is important is that their current life is bad enough. If these rebels win, it may make them live a little better. Of course, they don't think that with such a small number of rebels, they can overthrow the Skull and Bones Society that has ruled Tiangong for more than three hundred years.
But what if...
"Boom—"
Just when everyone's attention was attracted by the rebel team in the middle, a series of explosions came from the other side of the transit area. Mountain Ghost and Batu were looking for sound next to the hotel outside the transit area.
"Looking at the formation, it must be Melissa," Shangui said in a deep voice, "Can't you help but want to take action?"
"That bitch's temper must be hers," Batu laughed.
"Let brothers get ready!" Mountain Ghost turned his head and said to the brothers behind him.
"At this time, we should let the people of the Skull and Bones Society know that this last battle of our revolutionary army will not be a trivial fight like before!" Batu took a deep breath and looked towards the distance where Melissa was with his burning eyes. at.
At this time, Melissa was standing on the rooftop of a building. There were continuous explosions around her and thick smoke billowing everywhere. She was wearing a dark red coat, and four of her subordinates stood indifferently behind her. .
Melissa looked deeply at the location of Hongchen Zhanji and the others in the distance. Although she was a little far away, looking at each other from a distance seemed to be beside Hongchen Zhanji and the others.
"Your Excellency Zhan Ji, I will never let anyone hurt you," Melissa murmured, "Maybe this will be the last battle of the revolutionary army!"
"Commander, our people are already in place," a man with a scar on his face said in a deep voice behind Melissa.
"Let's get started." After saying that, the four men behind him took a deep look at Melissa's back in front of them, nodded firmly and walked back.
"Boom -" Another loud noise came.
The corner of Melissa's mouth curled up slightly. She knew that Batu and Mountain Ghost had started to cause trouble. The explosion location was not far from the central area. She must have made a lot of determination.
Liverpool and others in the central area looked at the two explosions in the distance and near, and his brows frowned slightly.
"They really recruited a group of incredible guys," Jacob murmured.
"What's the use of talking about this now?" Taro Ikeda glanced at Jacob beside him, turned to Liverpool and said, "Master Deacon, how about I dedicate some of my people to suppress those rebels?"
Taro Ikeda's ground service corps is different from Si Xinghe's air service corps. The air service corps mainly relies on star fighters and some aircraft. Without these things, it is like a quadriplegic tiger, which can only survive.
Although the ground service corps cannot use interstellar weapons such as mechas, it is at least an organic one. Although it is not as good as the garrison corps directly led by Liverpool, it is still a military force that cannot be underestimated.
"It's really a fight to the death." Liverpool waved his hand. After Taro Ikeda received the instruction, he immediately assigned a clearing mission to his subordinates behind him.
No matter the explosions or gunshots in the distance or nearby, they could not arouse Liverpool's calm heart. Only the capable people of the special service team in front of him deserved his attention, especially the man named Fang Mobei who led them.
Just when he was looking at Fang Mobei, Fang Mobei also happened to look at him. Liverpool did not see the passion or impulse that a young man should have in this young man's eyes, but a kind of coldness.
Cold indifference, this kind of indifference is not an indifference to the enemy, but a kind of indifference to all obstacles in front of him. There is only one goal in his eyes, and everything between the goal and the starting point is unimportant.
Perhaps because Lucifer and Raphael were unwilling to continue the stalemate, they had already set off when Fang Mobei attacked them. Lucifer and Raphael were both B-level physical practitioners, and their target was of course They are Fang Mobei and Sheila, who are both B-level physical practitioners.
There were 11 ability users on Lucifer's side and 13 ability users on Fang Mobei's side. Although they were at a numerical disadvantage, they had no choice.
Gu Yiyi and Mina did not participate in the battle with the opponent's ability user. They led the Black Dragon, Hongchen Zhanji and others to jump towards the high platform where Liverpool was.
Everyone in the military area focused their attention on the special service team. As for the others, they were not so dazzling. When this group of people rushed towards the high platform, the soldiers on the first row of defense opened fire in panic. After a few shots, Gu Yiyi, Mina, and Heilong suddenly hit her in the face.
These ordinary soldiers were no match for the ability users at such a close range. Under the relaxed and entertaining attacks of the three of them, the first row's defense line immediately collapsed.
The soldiers on the left and right sides of the first row of defense lines were the first to react and shoot at Gu Yiyi and the others, but Gu Yiyi and Mina were both wearing mechas, and ordinary bullets could not cause any harm.
Before these soldiers could react, the Red Dust Warrior, Fang Weiss, Alice and others followed over. Fang Weiss was familiar with the job of collecting people's heads.
"Not to mention, the submachine gun I bought from Comrade Si Xinghe from Emei Feng is really good." Nick said while hiding behind a bunker and looking at the submachine gun with good quality in his hand.
Seeing that no one answered, Nick looked to the side and saw Fang Weiss, grinning and baring his teeth, using an assault rifle to shoot at the second row of defense lines on the opposite side. From time to time, one or two curse words came out of his mouth, "I'll beat you to death." What a turtle grandchild!”
"Hey, what do you mean? How much hatred do you have!" Nick glanced at the soldiers on the second row of defense lines in the distance. They all had their heads buried in avoidance of Fang Weiss's bullets, without even daring to raise their heads.
"It's all spent money, don't be so civilized and be arrogant!" Fang Weiss said loudly, every word said so confidently.
"I'll go, you really said it all. It's wonderful!" Nick rolled his eyes and ignored Fang Weiss's reasoning. He stood up and jumped forward. There were a few people with abilities opening the way in front. They are very good at marksmanship. It's not easy for people to mend their swords.
On the other hand, although the battle on Fang Mobei's side was not easy, facing these ability users who had temporarily formed a group, the special service team naturally had the upper hand. However, they were both ability users and were fighting at the same level. In the game, the difference between victory and defeat cannot be determined by one move or one move.
After Fang Mobei's alloy sword resisted Lucifer's two-handed sword, he turned his waist and swept his left whip towards Lucifer's waist and abdomen. Lucifer, in a hurry, finally stabilized his body and realized that Unable to dodge, he used his right shoulder to resist Fang Mobei's whip kick.
With a muffled bang, Lucifer staggered and retreated. From the previous confrontation, he knew that Fang Mobei's rich actual combat experience was far beyond his comparison.
"Are you still a spiritual power user?" Lucifer frowned and looked at Fang Mobei. The tingling and numbness on his right shoulder made him extremely uncomfortable. In the fight just now, he could clearly feel his own pain. His expression would appear dazed at every critical moment.
This was obviously a mental attack. Although he had come into contact with one or two mentalists, this was the first time that something like this had happened. This was information obtained from previous documents and records.
"The current B-level physical practitioners are not as strong as we were back then." Fang Mobei moved his arms and said, "The ability users are
You should join the camp of ability users, and you will not end well if you follow the Skull and Bones Society."
"Then you might as well join the Skull and Bones Society. With your strength, you will definitely..."
"Do you know what a slap in the face is?" Fang Mobei asked.
"I know, you were the one who started talking."
"..." Fang Mobei was stunned and continued, "At most, I am trying to persuade you to be a good person."
"hehe"
"Fang Mobei, what time has it been, and you guys are still talking!" After Silla punched Raphael away, she turned her head and looked at Fang Mobei and shouted.
Fang Mobei: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
Lucifer took advantage of Fang Mobei's distraction, jumped up, and drove his knee towards Fang Mobei's waist and abdomen.
How could Fang Mobei not know Lucifer's plan? He touched the ground with one foot and dodged to the left, hitting Lucifer's face with his elbow. Fang Mobei had just deliberately exposed a flaw to attract Lucifer's attack. He was already prepared. After he dodged Lucifer's knee, his elbow instantly touched Lucifer's face.
Lucifer, who had a broken nose bone, endured the pain and tears in the corners of his eyes, and quickly retreated. However, Fang Mobei did not give Lucifer time to adjust, and punched Lucifer's face quickly with both fists, although every blow was hit by Lucifer blocked it.
But the continuous attacks made Lucifer hesitate for a while, and from time to time a punch hit him on the shoulder or chest. He knew that he must not take it lightly at this time, even if the severe pain was close to what he could bear. limit.
But as long as he relaxes for a moment, Fang Mobei will seize the opportunity and strike with a fatal blow. Although Lucifer has usually sparred with Raphael, he can't strike such a fatal blow like now.
Sometimes a person's state or emotion is like a balloon. When it gets bigger and bigger, the balloon may burst at some point. Now Lucifer is like a balloon. The punches and kicks from Fang Mobei are like Keep blowing up the balloon again.
It stands to reason that the one who takes the initiative to attack consumes more energy, but Fang Mobei is like a perpetual motion machine, pouring towards Lucifer as if he is tireless.
This scene lasted for two minutes. In one hundred and eighty seconds, Fang Mobei punched hundreds of punches and kicked hundreds of kicks. The senior officials of the Skull and Bones Society on the high platform were shocked. With such a high-intensity blow, Lucifer was like He was as helpless as a sandbag.
In the end, Lucifer did not fall, and Fang Mobei stopped attacking. The muscles in his hands trembled and naturally drooped, then swayed naturally.
"Yes, the fight has made me tired," Fang Mobei panted heavily. Even though the battle only lasted two minutes, under this high-intensity consumption, Fang Mobei was a bit too much.
"..." Lucifer still maintained his head-protecting posture and stood upright in front of Fang Mobei, his whole body trembling.
"Stop calling me Lucifer, change your name to Tumbler," Fang Mobei praised.
Lucifer still didn't put down his hands. The severe pain all over his body made him dare not move, as if his arms were no longer his. There was no fighting will in his eyes, only an unbelievable fear on his face.
Finally... is it over
So did I win... Lucifer felt his eyes darken and then lost consciousness.
Just when Fang Mobei was about to step forward and continue the attack, Lucifer in front of him saw his legs weaken and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and he obviously lost consciousness.
"It seems that Yiyi is right. When fighting at the same level, you can only defeat the opponent with one blow by using your mental power when he is at his weakest!" Fang Mobei muttered, looking at Lucifer on the ground.
"No one can use mental power to finish off the damage."