The moment the Black Snake was attacked, the news had already reached today's owner through some channel.
In an inconspicuous-looking coffee shop, sitting next to the window, a pair of young men and women who looked very ordinary were sitting here, as if they were just sitting here to waste the boring time in the afternoon.
If there is anything worthy of attention about them, it is that the man among them is a blond foreigner, and the young woman sitting opposite him always gives people a very coquettish feeling.
"Miss Medusa, I think we have to part ways for the time being."
The handsome blond foreigner showed a very graceful smile, then placed a small box in his hand on the table and pushed it forward gently - just like very good friends leaving souvenirs for each other when parting.
"This is just a small part of that thing. I think this can already prove our sincerity. As for the rest, I think it is more appropriate to wait until you have paid enough to exchange it for it before taking it out.
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"I didn't expect their reaction to be so quick this time... and they killed three people so quickly. Although they were just peripheral members, they were also very powerful people with powers... It seems that we need to check our intelligence channels again.
," Medusa pouted, and then took the small box, "Also, Mr. Vincent, don't you think it is too rash to put such an important thing in such a small box? This is disrespectful to the gods.
Woolen cloth."
"The gods don't care about such details," the blond man smiled slightly, then stood up, "I'm afraid they have begun to shrink the encirclement. I hope we can have a more pleasant atmosphere next time we cooperate."
"Of course... Oh, there is one more thing I must remind you. The best way to escape is to escape in a straight line as fast as possible, because there is one eye that can easily see through your fog..."
After Vincent left the coffee house, Medusa stood up and carefully opened the delicate little box in her hand.
An inconspicuous-looking triangular metal block with two small grooves on it, which proves that it can be assembled with something else, Medusa approached a small ring on her left hand.
This metal block immediately emitted a light blue halo.
twinkle Twinkle Little Star
In an unattended underground parking lot near the exit of the commercial street, a blond European man was hurriedly starting his car while muttering in a low voice: "Are these the eyes that the woman was talking about? This doesn't feel very good.
good……"
It was Vincent after he separated from Medusa.
Ever since I left that coffee shop, a feeling of being spied on suddenly appeared. No matter how I changed my course of action, took deceptive actions, or even changed my clothes and disguise, that feeling was like parasitism in my soul.
The feeling is still lingering, just like what the other party said, "Those eyes can easily see through your own fog."
"That woman must have some way to block this kind of prying eyes," Vincent slapped the steering wheel hard after taking a lot of effort to start the somewhat disobedient car. Damn it, she must have arrived a long time ago.
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There is no doubt about this. When I was with Medusa, this feeling had not yet come out, but as soon as I left the coffee house, the eyes immediately focused on me. In addition to "Medusa has
Apart from the reason of "blocking prying eyes", Vincent really couldn't think of any other explanation.
But what he didn't know was that Medusa didn't really mean to mess with him, but that the effect of the jammer was really limited. In fact, within a few minutes after the two separated, Medusa had also
Exposed...
But even if she is also exposed, Vincent's situation can only be worse. After all, when it comes to foundation, this is Medusa's territory. Even if she is targeted, she will have ample opportunities to escape, and she...
"Damn it! Move!"
Vincent patted the steering wheel again, and then, the engine, which had been idling for several minutes, finally stopped...
You see, those born in the 1990s are not necessarily all those born in the 1990s who have a rebellious mentality, right?
The sudden strike of the car made Vincent stunned for a moment, and then he finally broke out and began to brutally destroy the scarred steering wheel - until there was a click and the entire steering wheel was pulled off directly by him.
Then, the engine finally started...
The handsome European guy who was polite not long ago is now on the verge of tears...
"You don't want to play like this..." Vincent threw the steering wheel aside with tears in his eyes and extended his middle finger upward, "God, I will punch your lungs out!"
Just when this international friend who was well versed in Chinese curse culture was about to go crazy, a strange and regular sound suddenly echoed in the empty underground parking lot.
Click... click... click...
It was the rhythmic sound of metal friction, like footsteps approaching from far away.
The sudden sense of fatal threat that swept over me as the voice stopped suddenly gripped my heart, which almost stopped. It was as if a cold long knife had cut through my body.
Vincent quickly opened the car door next to him and jumped out with amazing agility.
"Buzz——"
A sharp metal tremble ripped through his eardrums, causing all the hairs on his body to stand at attention for a moment. Then Vincent saw half of the car flying past his eyes, and at the same time, there was a sharp sound behind his head.
The sound of wind.
...so neat...
This is the first word that suddenly pops up in my somewhat down-time brain.
"The mission begins!"
A mechanical and cold female voice sounded behind him, followed by a second attack, but Vincent, who was already prepared, successfully dodged again. He jumped and jumped nearly twenty meters.
distance, and when he landed, a half-meter-long short knife appeared in his hand.
It's really hard for him to come out with such a thing... Don't you panic?
"...Oh...God...what is that..."
When Vincent finally had the chance to see who was attacking him, he couldn't help but exclaimed like this.
A...monster?
A mechanical monster composed of a woman and a scorpion - this is the word that flashed in Vincent's mind for a moment.
As a member of the "Tower of Babel" organization, Vincent thought he had faced any kind of weird battlefields and most bizarre enemies, but the mechanical scorpion woman who appeared in front of him at this moment - okay
, this way of describing it is really complicated - but it made him feel lost for a moment.
And at this moment of distraction, he was accurately caught by the weird mechanical scorpion. In almost a microsecond, the mechanical scorpion that was still dozens of meters away had already arrived in front of him. After being caught by the two
At the same time as the meter-high figure loomed over him, two giant machetes of outrageous length also slashed down his head and face.
"boom!"
The huge explosion instantly triggered the sound of car alarms in the entire parking lot. The two long knives that were always wrapped in a strange halo actually contained astonishing electrical energy. Vincent, who had dodged in such a thrilling way, couldn't help but feel lucky just now.
He did not try to block, otherwise even if he blocked the two deadly murder weapons, it would be unknown whether he could survive the impact of the electromagnetic explosion.
The huge scorpion-shaped woman missed a single hit, slowly retracted the long knife in her hand, and then turned her head towards herself.
If the environment were different and the approach was different, I am afraid that a certain old handsome guy who always claimed to be a gentleman would still be interested in praising the beautiful face of the wild beauty opposite him, but at this moment, Vincent only felt a deep chill.
Those eyes are definitely not the eyes of a living thing - there is absolutely no emotion in those eyes that may appear in human eyes, no pity. There is no hesitation, and there is not even murderous intention or hostility. They are just a pair of eyes used to complete the task of "seeing".
It was just an organ of the mission. Just from those eyes, Vincent came to the conclusion that it was impossible to communicate with the other party.
It is impossible to communicate... It is not a human being at all, not even any kind of creature. She has no emotions, logic and reason. It is just a weapon made for killing and destruction, a steel plate executing orders, a pile of regular
Metal prepared to kill itself, nothing more.
Many thoughts ran through Vincent's mind, but his movements did not stop at all. The opponent's speed was far beyond normal. Even when he activated his supernatural powers, he could only flee in panic. Facing
For such an enemy, although escaping may not be useful, staying still will definitely be more deadly.
Spotting an opening, Vincent suddenly ran to the side with all his strength. Without accelerating at all, he turned into a phantom and ran for nearly a hundred meters. At the same time, he continued to turn while running in a way that completely violated common sense of physics.
Passing several right angles and passing through a large parking area - this was enough to prove that he was no ordinary human being.
But such speed and the obstacles he had placed high hopes on were meaningless. The huge mechanical scorpion appeared in front of him in just an instant.
"ah!"
Suddenly coming face to face with such a strange and terrifying enemy, even the experienced "Tower of Babel" correspondent could not suppress his exclamation. He stopped instantly in a completely impossible way, and then jumped out backwards.
A distance of more than ten meters.
"Sonic" Vincent's extreme agility and speed can only be used to escape.
"Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak..."
The sound of broken objects gradually sounded. Behind Vincent, on the path where the scorpion rushed, there were more than a dozen cars and two pillars more than one meter thick, as if they had just been released from the "pause button"