Adam slowly emerged from the darkness with an expressionless face. He stepped on the head of the dead middle-aged man, grabbed the handle of the military thorn with his right hand and gently pulled it out. He only heard a "Puff" sound, and he had three blood grooves. The military thorn was immediately pulled out without any hindrance.
Inserting the thorn into his ankle again, Adam raised his toes, and the opponent's rifle appeared flexibly in his hand.
The next moment, more clones emerged from the darkness, and each one retracted their weapons. At the same time, they picked up the enemy's firearms and followed Adam's gesture, diving into the boundless darkness around them again.
"boom!"
"Bang! Bang!"
The clone team is like a group of hunters hidden in the darkness, appearing ghostly in front, back, left, and right of everyone. With a slight pull of the trigger, one person's life will be taken away with blood on his back or head!
The clones who had obtained firearms were undoubtedly more terrifying than those who used cold weapons. As the gunfire sounded one after another, the fleeing people completely became the touchstone of the clone army's trial. They wailed loudly, cursed, and rolled around, one by one. Fell to the ground! The smell of blood filled the night sky of the factory...
Even the moonlight couldn't bear to look directly at the tragic situation on the earth. A thin cloud slowly floated over, covering the moon's sight.
At night in the deserted suburbs of Mumbai, the wind seems to be blowing...
In less than three minutes, thirty or forty people from the bandit army of more than one hundred fell to the ground and could never get up again.
Roughly kicking the corpse over at his feet, Adam shook his head as he looked at the other person's face in the moonlight. This person was still not the Amubu that Lord Zhang Heng wanted to capture alive.
Without giving up, Adam continued to slaughter the defenseless Indian bandits. But suddenly, he seemed to notice something. He raised his head suddenly and saw five people still standing there about 200 meters away. One of them was looking towards Got here!
The two eyes met instantly!
"Hiss...!"
Almost the moment the two looked at each other, Amubu's heart trembled, and the telescope in his hand slipped directly. He took a breath of cold air, turned around and ran away without saying a word!
At this time, the four guards were looking fiercely, looking at their retreating companions in front of them. They were about to fire a warning shot to force them back to the front line, but when they turned around, they found that their boss had also escaped!
Where was this staged? His boss actually ran away when he wasn't prepared
For a moment, the four of them looked at each other, dumbfounded.
The next second, the four of them glanced at each other, understood immediately, and then turned around and ran without saying a word, following directly behind their boss, as if they were determined to protect him to the death.
The gunshots behind them continued, and the most desperate thing was that no matter how everyone ran, they could not escape the footsteps of the other party. Every gunshot sounded, which represented the loss of a life!
"What's going on? How many people are there on the other side? Why did they all run away before the fight started?" Amoub seemed a little confused about the situation, but no matter what, the lingering sense of crisis was unmistakable.
Anyone who can take the position of a gang boss must have something extraordinary, and his excellence is beyond ordinary people's expectations. When he saw those eyes that were not like human beings, he had a vague premonition that he would continue to Staying here will lead to death! So he ran away without even thinking about it, not even taking care of his own men.
"boom!"
Suddenly there was a gunshot, and a large piece of soil exploded under Amub's feet. Amub was so frightened that he jumped half a foot high. At this time, he didn't know that he was being targeted!
"Damn it!" Amubu spat, not caring about running away in despair. At the same time, he was secretly glad that his special car was not far away. He ran to the car as fast as he could and got into the car like lightning. !
After getting into the car, Amub was gasping for air. He had no time to calm down and suddenly realized a very bad situation... His car keys were still on the body of the Guards!
He quickly looked out the window, but was horrified to find that at some point, the four personal guards behind him had all disappeared, and even the large fleeing force had been reduced by half!
"No, you can't hide in the car!" Suddenly, Amubu was in a state of confusion. He crawled out of the car from the other side of the car door while urinating, got into the bottom of the car, and tightly held the AK47 in his hand, trying to Rely on this method to avoid the opponent's pursuit.
"Shiva bless, don't find me, don't find me..."
At this moment, Amubu felt extremely regretful. He really shouldn't have followed Jacob's advice. If it hadn't been for him, how could he have targeted this factory? How come you are so hot-headed that you come here to attack? Now, almost all of his subordinates who have worked hard for many years have to be handed over here. Not only that, but he has also fallen into a crisis. At this time, apart from praying that the other party will not discover him, he is almost at the end of his rope!
Gradually, the fighting outside also came to an end, and the gunshots began to become sparse. Amub tried hard to distinguish all the sounds around him, but he could not hear even a single footsteps. Only endless darkness surrounded him, as if he had been abandoned. Helpless as a baby.
Amub didn't know how long it had been, and he didn't even dare to look out from under the car. It seemed that if he only took one look, the other party would follow his gaze and find him. In this deathly silence, only the sound of his heartbeat was particularly clear, and every second was endless suffering...
"The other party may have left..."
I don't know how much time passed, but Amub finally couldn't bear the torture. He gritted his teeth and quietly rolled out from under the car. But before he could stand up, a pair of big feet wearing boots appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Amubu's heart suddenly sank. He raised his head tremblingly and saw seven or eight men in camouflage uniforms standing in front of him. The owner of the pair of leather boots in front of him was the same man who had seen him through the telescope before. The person who looked at...
"I, I was just passing by..." Ambu said bitterly, but before he could finish speaking, the opponent's fist quickly expanded in front of his eyes. He only felt that his eyesight went dark and he completely lost consciousness...
…
Amubu slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, he found himself lying on a bed.
After rubbing his somewhat heavy head, Amubu sat up. Only then did he realize that his head was wrapped in a circle of gauze at some point, and at the same time, he felt a sharp stabbing pain in the back of his head.
"You're awake." The door to the ward opened silently, and a young man with an Asian face slowly walked in and looked at him condescendingly.
"Who are you and where am I?" Amub asked in English with some trembling. His face was full of fear, but his fox-like eyes were observing the surroundings, looking for any opportunity to escape.
"I am the master of this factory, and at the same time, I am also your master, and you are my most loyal servant." Absurd words came from the other party's mouth. Amoub wanted to laugh, but he made a strange discovery. , I actually didn’t have any resistance to the other party’s words. It seemed that what the other party said... were all truths
"I'm your... servant?" Confusion flashed in Amubu's eyes. He knew he should retort, but when his lips moved, the thought of resistance disappeared silently and strangely. He even felt that the other party His words became more and more friendly.
The Asian man's words seemed to have extraordinary magic power. Amubu's face kept showing two completely different expressions, peaceful and ferocious, as if there were two consciousnesses constantly fighting fiercely.
"How is it possible? I am definitely not anyone's servant. I am Amub. I will never surrender to anyone!" Amub murmured in a low voice, but the next second, this anger disappeared strangely. There seemed to be a voice saying, "Amubu, what are you hesitating about? Return to the embrace of the master. Only by following the master can you get the best future and go further!"
These two voices almost drove Amubu crazy. He screamed loudly and rolled around holding his head, seeming to be stuck in a computer-like shutdown state.
This Asian man is, of course, Zhang Heng. At this time, Zhang Heng couldn't help but frowned. Sure enough, biochips are not omnipotent. The most difficult thing to grasp is always the human heart. It is too difficult to control a person's thoughts. Amubu, who is trapped in this state, will eventually As a result, the chip found that it could not stop the other party's will, so it had to burn it automatically. At the same time, Amoub's brain would be damaged due to the high temperature generated when the chip burned, and he would become an idiot at worst, or die directly at worst.
"I am willing to be your servant!" Just when Zhang Heng thought he was about to fail, suddenly, Amubu seemed to have made up his mind and shouted loudly, "But you must pay me a sufficient price, even though I don't know what you did to me. But no matter what, you must pay an equal price, otherwise I, Amubu, will not obey!"
The Asian man was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter, "Of course there are benefits. Your dream is to be elected as a member of Congress. I have countless money to help you realize your wish."
Amoub's eyes suddenly lit up. He gritted his teeth and seemed to be making an extraordinary determination. Finally, he felt cruel and said loudly, "Deal!"