The Ultimate Evolution

Chapter 1292: Kill me

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But now some people are trying to break the security and justice of the black market! This is tantamount to cutting off the business in this black market. As the saying goes, cutting off one's fortune is like killing one's parents! So soon, a dozen burly men swarmed out from the surroundings, armed with various weapons, and without saying hello, they aimed at the monster and opened fire fiercely!

The deterrent power of the weapons in the hands of these big men is not great. It seems that the individual combat armor on the cube monster absorbed most of the power of the bullets. Only one electromagnetic oscillation bullet hit the guy's chest, knocking him backwards. He took two or three steps, but there was only a scorched black mark and a hole the size of a bowl.

At this time, the monster had already retracted the iron chain, let out a hysterical roar from the depths of its throat, and then the iron chain swept across, bringing blood and broken bones to roar!

The several gunmen who were standing in front of the horse were directly thrown out. The unlucky guy who was in the lead was torn into two halves by the waist, dripping with blood, and the people behind were sent flying like bowling balls. After hitting the wall straight, a smear of blood slowly slid out.

After the electric chain had killed five people, it still hadn't lost its momentum. It slammed onto the pillar next to it with a "crash", and circled around a few times. As the dust bricks splashed, the cube monster doubled up. The muscles on the arm swelled up, and when he pulled it hard, all the lamps on the wall next to him clanged and collided, and even the whole building trembled!

Taking advantage of the momentum of the pull, the monster leaped out in a flash, and after landing, it rolled and rushed into the group of thugs. Its two extremely long giant arms flew up and down. Throw it out hard! Some people were even smashed out of the window and fell down the stairs in a miserable manner.

In the blink of an eye, the thugs went limp on the ground, moaning repeatedly, and it seemed that they were exhaling more air than inhaling it.

At this time, an old man sitting in an electric wheelchair quickly rushed over from the side passage. Although his eyebrows were gray, there was a ferocious staggered meaning in them, which made people feel an illusion at first glance, as if It is the disability of his legs that is not a burden to him at all, but a powerful capital worth showing off!

Of course, what is even more striking is that he has a total of eight artificial servants beside him. These eight artificial servants are not like the original old Charlie, who look like odd jobs.

Their identities are alliance soldiers captured by the empire from the front line, and they have undergone the deepest level of personality transformation, and all kinds of killing skills have not been lost.

These people rely on large doses of stimulant drugs to maintain a high level of excitement. They don't need to sleep. Their life expectancy is only ten years. The muscles on their faces have been distorted and deformed. These eight artificial servants are the most terrifying killers, lunatics, as long as the master gives an order, it is no problem even if they want them to tear off their arms and eat them immediately!

Obviously, the people behind the scenes in the black market had realized that the situation was out of their control, so they had to rush here. The old man looked at Grand in a box, and said calmly:

"Grand, you're fine."

Hearing the old man's tone without fireworks, Grand didn't know why, and shuddered. At this moment, he recalled some legends about the old man called "Lame Wolf" in front of him. Even the cube monster roared angrily. He stayed where he was and did not dare to move, because an artificial human servant had already picked up a firearm shaped like a gourd and aimed at him.

The deterrent power given to him by this gun was actually greater than ten guns!

Because this is a liquid nitrogen spray gun, this thing is used when interstellar warships are docked. Usually, when connecting to the ship, the purpose is to seize the opponent's hull, so using a flamethrower is too damaging, and it would be bad if some flowers and plants were ignited and exploded.

Therefore, if integrity is to be ensured, the best weapon for boarding is a sonic weapon, which has the least damage. However, since sonic weapons are also easy to be targeted, liquid nitrogen spray guns can instantly reduce the surrounding temperature. Weapons that are hundreds of degrees below zero have become the first choice.

No matter how powerful that cube monster is, it can't compete with the low temperature of hundreds of degrees below zero, and the gun is a range-killing weapon, and it is very difficult to avoid it according to its size.

But just when the lame wolf seemed to have stunned the audience, seeing that the general situation was over, that Grand didn't show much panic, but sneered and said:

"Lame wolf, do you think I'm a fool?"

The lame wolf said coldly:

"You were okay before, but today you look like a fool."

Grand sighed, looked at the cube monster and said:

"Thanks to you claiming to be well-informed, can't you tell the model of this biological weapon?"

The lame wolf came in a hurry at this time. To put it bluntly, 90% of his energy was not on the corpses of his subordinates—these dogs he raised only needed to scatter their bones, as many as they wanted—but on paying attention to all the dead bodies. Five elemental grains weighing 18.9 grams!

Hearing what Grand said at this time, the lame wolf frowned immediately, then his face changed drastically, and he said hesitantly and fearfully:

"This kind of modulation method seems to be the style of the Andromeda theater? Transforming soldiers? Could it be..."

"You're pretty good at it." Ge Lang said with a jerky smile, "I don't know who is the one who looks like a fool today?"

The lame wolf's face was very ugly at this time, and the muscles on his face kept beating, but Grand continued:

"You don't usually know that you can know when a mouse in the North District yawns, why? Today's news is unclear. Why did you hold this auction in advance?"

A young man beside the lame wolf couldn't help shouting angrily:

"That's because a big man came from above, and Meng Ge ordered the clearing. Is this fake?"

Grandpi said with a half-smile:

"The one who is talking nonsense with the bastard Meng Ge is actually just the assistant of the adults. This stupid guy thinks he has climbed another line, half-hearted, and has no qualifications for an interview with the adults! The adults stay bored, listen I said there is a fun place here, so I ran here to relax, but I didn’t expect that there was something I really liked—Lame Wolf, the things that adults value you, it’s for your face! Why don’t you send the things to adults? "

The lame wolf's face was already stiff at this time, and it seemed that his face was covered with a mask. He was dazed for a while, and then suddenly pointed at the young man next to him and said:

"Go and send things over."

Everyone was in an uproar immediately, but at this moment, there was a very low voice behind Grand, as if someone had said a few words, Grand immediately narrowed his eyes and said:

"Lame wolf, my lord wants you to bring things to him! It's not someone else!"

The lame wolf is sitting on a wheelchair at this time, how to send it off? But he was really able to lower his face, without any hesitation, his face was numb, he struggled out of the wheelchair, crawled on the ground and moved over, constantly twisting and moving his body, looking like a poor deformed bug, All prestige and murderous aura has been thrown outside the Milky Way.

At this time, the cube monster suddenly exploded again, rolling forward suddenly!

His movements and size are not reminiscent of agility, but it seems to be crushed by a steamroller, and he grabbed the artificial man who was aiming at him with a freeze gun, head-butt, knee-butt, and then He raised it high, twirled a few times in a showy manner, and then slammed it heavily on the next step! The sound of the spine breaking was immediately audible, and then he was chopped on a few times, and he died on the spot.

The lame wolf didn't respond, and didn't dare to respond.

Grand sneered:

"No one can point a weapon at Test Subject No. 1 and still be alive."

While he was speaking, the man-made man next to the lame wolf had been slaughtered by that monster! The man-made man will not attack without the order of the lame wolf. Death is also a relief for them. Many people are looking at the face of the lame wolf on the ground at this time, but the lame wolf seems to have put on a mask for himself. No one can read his mind.

—He just grabbed the handle of the new mecha box, and then naturally reached for the cloth bag made of the smelly sock.

But at this moment, the old Charlie who had been staying by the side all of a sudden moved, and stepped on the finger of the lame wolf fiercely. With his current strength, he stepped on the finger and broke his finger. The voice was immediately audible, and the lame wolf let out a miserable scream!

Old Charlie, who was hunched over, coughed lightly twice, but his feet were crushed twice, and the screams of the lame wolf became even more violent. Old Charlie said slowly at this time:

"You dare to touch the owner's property without completing the transaction?"

Old Charlie's shot this time was so abrupt that many people couldn't recover from it! Their thinking was so weird that they stopped running for a moment before reacting.

"He... how dare he make a move??"

"Is he courting death?"

"Don't want to live anymore?"

"...?"

Old Charlie simply ignored the nonsense of the others, but bent down slowly and picked up his pocket. At this time, Grand smiled sinisterly and said:

"Charlie, do you think you're really the Marquis? You can touch this bag?"

Old Charlie looked at Grand with his dim old eyes, and said slowly:

"Inside this bag is the money my master used to bid for the mecha. I don't care if you bite the dog. The mecha was not sold. We took back the money we used for the auction. Is there a problem with this? Is it wrong? It violates the great empire Which constitution did the emperor enforce?"

Old Charlie's words immediately choked Grand's follow-up words, but suddenly a thin and breathless voice came from the box, and said casually:

"What kind of shit constitution? My words are the constitution! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, you are wrong, there is a big problem! Kill me!"

Then an old voice solemnly added:

"Energy weapons are not allowed, the elemental is not very stable under high heat."