Two F-16 Fighting Falcons roared past Times Square. In a prosperous big city, people rarely have the opportunity to look up and see this kind of scene. However, since some skyscrapers were chopped off with knifes today, some high-rise buildings were cut off with swords.
It is a rare phenomenon for technology troops to shoot at civilians in the city, so two fighter jets flying through the sky probably won't make people think it is that strange.
"I want to speak directly with the pilot." General Baron stayed in his "temporary combat headquarters", holding a direct line phone with a solemn expression. He waited for about ten seconds, and the pilot's voice came from the other end.
Long then said: "Okay, I heard it. Boys, how about observing the situation from the air?" The other person said a few words, Baron frowned, cursed, and said: "What did you say? Huge monster?"
The pilot added a few words, and Baron seemed to think it didn't matter anymore. He spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I don't know what CG, hologram, or similar shit you are talking about... You can think whatever you want,
Now hover and stand by, do not fire without my order." The other end of the phone responded, and the call ended.
Baron got out of the crowded car and found the man in a suit who was gesticulating not far away. He moved his neck and said, "I hate your FBI surveillance car. Only dead people and dwarfs can stretch out in it."
The man in the suit still wore sunglasses and looked very cool: "I don't belong to the FBI, and I don't think they have any plans to improve surveillance vehicles in the future."
Baron lit a cigar and held it in his mouth, as if a general had to do this: "Okay, man, no matter which department you are in, you are the top commander on the scene now. The NSA sent you here to take over."
Isn't that the reason? Can you tell me what is happening in the blocked area in front of me? "
The man in the suit gave an ambiguous response: "I also wish I could tell you..."
"Listen, kid, don't talk official with me, don't try to talk about 'authority' and 'confidentiality', tell me everything you know so that I can better fulfill my responsibilities." Baron said,
As a result, he found that the other party was simply too lazy to talk to him. He raised his voice and said, "What expression are you looking at? Do you think I will talk nonsense like a bitch?"
The man in the suit sighed, and then made up an impromptu reason: "Those people escaped from Area 51. I can only tell you so much, don't ask any more questions."
"What?! Is there really Area 51?!" General Baron's roar could at least be heard clearly by everyone within thirty meters around him.
The man in the suit rolled his eyes under his sunglasses and tilted his head to one side: "God..."
People began to whisper and discuss among themselves.
But at this moment, Baron lowered his voice nervously and looked at the man in the suit: "Then are you the man in black?"
The man in the suit was speechless to the uncle, "I think our conversation should end here..."
Balon said: "Ugh! Okay, I understand...then, please don't use that kind of memory-cleansing pen to shine on me."
The man in the suit thought: Even if I am really from MIB, isn't it too late to take photos of you now?
At this moment, someone walked out of the blocked area.
"Hey! Wait, sir, please slow down!" The agents closer to him warned.
Mr. Cat continued to move forward lazily, "I want to talk to your commander and let the person responsible come out."
The man in the suit came forward. He waved to the agents who were aiming their guns to put down their weapons. Then he came to Master Cat and said, "I am Beckman. I am in charge of this place. Before you talk to me about anything,
I would like to ask you to identify yourself and explain how you survived and came out. Because according to the report I received, the search and clearing in the closed area was completed fifteen minutes ago, and the agents and civilians were evacuated. Now
There shouldn’t be…”
"Yes, yes, I know all this. I really can't be considered an outsider, but it doesn't matter anymore. I want to negotiate a deal with you now." Master Mao whispered in Beckman's ear: "If you still don't want to talk to Ziye,
We will die together, it is best to listen..."
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The palm of the golem pressed down, and a palm print was crushed out where Liardi was standing. However, he was still fine under the protection of the holy power. He just fell into the ground upright like a nail.
Wang Xu then controlled the abyss golem to hit the ground hard, and pulled out Riyadi from the broken ground, holding it in his palm. Then, the golem used both hands together, trying to squeeze Riyadi into pieces with a standard twisting towel motion.
It's a pity that it's still useless. Holy power protection simply turns people into copper peas. No matter how you hit them, Li Yadi will not be hurt.
Wang Xu helplessly dispelled the golem and looked back at Vincent: "It doesn't work."
"Can your imagination only create a clay product?" Vincent asked rhetorically.
Wang Xu said "cut..." and thought about the various uses of the power of the abyss: physical attacks after materialization obviously won't work, and pure energy attacks won't work either. Otherwise, using the ghost roar - the source should be
It can be done.
Li Yadi would not wait for Wang Xu to think slowly. He raised his right hand and shot two white lights from his index and middle fingers. Unlike the Holy Power Ball, this time it was a continuous energy impact, although he did not have as many means as Wang Xu.
It is usable, but its advantage is very clear - unlimited holy power.
The second before the attack hit him, Wang Xu did the most shrewd, correct, cunning, and shameless thing in the entire battle, which made everything easier. He used his extreme speed to dodge
Two rays of white light appeared, and then, after missing, the beam continued to extend and hit Vincent...
"Asshole..." In Vincent's eyes, this holy power moved very slowly in the air, and Wang Xu didn't move very fast either. He seized this short moment to calculate everything, and then helplessly said in his heart
He said to himself: "Okay, this can be regarded as that I was actively attacked by the candidate, and 'karma' was born. Then, at least I can personally fight back against this attack..."
"Although it's easy to avoid, but... hum... as you wish." Vincent didn't even intend to move his fingers: "See clearly, Senior Brother Wang, from hell, it truly represents destruction.
