Chapter 316: The painting style is clear and strange, Ishikawa City
Kang Ning quickly stepped forward to figure out the situation, and the group of people got out of the car one after another to check.
They didn't know that there were many pairs of eyes staring at them in the small spacecraft in the patrol inspection team.
"Who is that man and woman?"
Mo Yuying lowered her head and stared at the [Sea Anemone] system in front of her, and asked. Her face looked a little pale, her lips were dry, and there were light wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.
The injuries on her body were aching, and today's battle had taught her a vivid lesson.
That damn 7-series rat was more sinister and cunning than she thought, and he actually used standard light armor to disguise himself. Unprepared, Mo Yuying was injured on the spot.
However, she did not make the other party feel better, as the other party's injuries would definitely not be much lighter than her own.
Ke Xing immediately said: "The young woman's name is Jasmine, and the man's name is Dragon Apple. Not long after they arrived on Magnolia Star, they bought a farm. Their leader was called Luo Chaijia. He was very powerful and defeated Zong Ya. Zong Ya was Magnolia Star.
The strongest master in the star, level 12. The specific level of Dragon Apple is not clear yet, but he is very strong, could it be him?"
Nancy on the side hesitated to speak, and Simmons shook his head slightly at her.
"not him."
Mo Yuying answered affirmatively. She stared at the numerical value on [Sea Anemone] and said without raising her head: "His brain waves are disordered. Each band interferes with each other and he cannot concentrate. I have seen this symptom before, and the high-pressure support collapses."
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"A useless person." Mo Yuying added: "No matter how powerful and talented he was before."
Simmons, who was not prepared to speak, couldn't help but said: "The high-voltage support collapsed? That would be a pity."
As the powerful elder of the He family, Simmons is responsible for the assessment and evaluation of the young disciples in the clan. He naturally knows that high-pressure support is out of control. Out-of-control high-pressure support can damage the brain. There is no particularly effective treatment method. Seeing that Long Pingguo is losing control at such a young age
I can't help but feel a little regretful when I encounter this kind of injury.
Nancy couldn't help but look worried.
Mo Yuying didn't waste time. The most precious thing now is time: "The next set of goals."
A guy whose high-pressure support is out of control is naturally impossible to hijack the [Mountain Throne]. The girl named Jasmine has no brain wave characteristics and is a robot. The remaining guys have low strength and have not left Corning's sight.
No suspicion, it's not them.
The scene of opening the [Mountain Throne] cockpit just now reappeared in Mo Yuying's mind. Anger was burning in her chest, and her pale hands couldn't help but clenched tightly.
When she found the [Mountain Throne] and saw the parts scattered on the ground, her face turned pale.
That’s it, Beacon!
The other party came for the beacon!
After inspecting the wreckage of [Mountain Throne], Mo Yuying discovered that the beacon had indeed disappeared.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Master Shan Shanzi is safe and sound. The unconscious Master Shan Shanzi is huddled on the demolished inner deck. The master is so helpless, with footprints everywhere on his petite and weak body. Mo Yuying can't help crying.
It flowed down loudly.
But when Mo Yuying picked up the unconscious Master Shan Shanzi, she discovered that the deck beneath him had sunk five centimeters!
Five centimeters!
She was so angry that she was shaking all over, and it took her three minutes to control herself.
She couldn't imagine how much pain Master Shan Shanzi's delicate body endured! How much force did this beast 2333 use to trample Master Shan Shanzi, so much so that the alloy deck was dented and deformed!
How could he do this!
This pervert!
Mo Yuying burst into tears and secretly swore in her heart that today she would dig deep into the ground to find that abominable 2333 and crush her bones into ashes!
She dragged her overdrawn and injured body, completely ignoring the risk of aggravating the injury, and turned the power of the [Sea Anemone] system to the maximum.
Never miss a suspicious target!
Two hours later, Mo Yuying's face turned extremely ugly, and she punched the scarred [Xiao Xue]. The skin of the snow-white fist was torn open and blood flowed freely.
All suspicious targets were inspected, and a dragnet patrol was completed within a 20-kilometer area, but nothing was found!
Not only was 2333 not found, the 5 and 7 series Slayer Masters also disappeared without a trace.
They seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Why!
Strong annoyance, self-blame and guilt wrapped around her heart like poisonous snakes.
If only I were stronger, just a little stronger! Would Master Shan Shanzi not have suffered such a shame and humiliation?
If I were more cautious...
The emotional Mo Yuying glanced at the shattered [Mountain Throne] and the Gatling whose gun barrel was twisted into a twist. She shuddered involuntarily, and the nightmarish scene appeared in front of her eyes.
The elegant man of steel stood in the darkness, one hand roughly grasping the severely deformed and twisted barrel. Gatlin's broken back seat exposed the internal parts and circuits, and flickering electric sparks wandered between them.
It flickered between light and dark, reflecting the cold outline of the Mountain Throne.
It was the [Mountain Throne] that she had never seen before, the bright and righteous Iron Knight, as if walking into a dark and evil hell.
This is a nightmare!
Mo Yuying calmed down.
The beacon was robbed, Master Shanshanzi fell into a coma, and the [Mountain Throne] was dismembered. This shows that the other party fully understood the purpose of their trip.
The person who took action had a very deep understanding of them! He was able to sneak into the [Mountain Throne], and he was also able to pass the judgment of the headquarters AI...
Could it be...that adult?
A dark and terrifying figure involuntarily appeared in Mo Yuying's mind, and her body trembled uncontrollably. Although the adult was extremely kind to her every time, the seeds of fear had sprouted and grown without knowing it.
If it is really that Lord... No wonder Lord Shan Shanzi is safe and sound...
Although that adult has a deep scheming mind and a perverse and cruel temperament, he has an unusual preference and pampering for Shan Shanzi. Even if he betrays the organization, will this preference and pampering still remain?
Mo Yuying was a little confused.
Master Shan Shanzi was in a coma and showed no sign of waking up.
Having just used the second level of brain activation, she was in a serious overdraft situation. Two hours of maintaining [Sea Anemone] brought her to the point of being close to the end of her rope.
There are also 5 series and 7 series hiding in the dark...
Mo Yuying found that the development of the situation was far beyond her ability and she must report to the organization immediately.
The situation is critical! Requesting support!
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Mo Wenchuan was walking on the streets of Ishikawa City, looking at the bullet holes and broken walls blackened by flames that could be seen everywhere on the surrounding buildings. He was as interested as if he were visiting a historical site.
Obviously, there was a fierce battle here not long ago.
Sometimes he would stop in front of the ruins and try to replay the battle scene in his mind. Sometimes he would squat down and pinch a handful of soil to judge the intensity of the firepower at that time.
The most spectacular "landscape" is a huge bomb crater. The charred soil in the crater has obvious traces of vitrification, which shows how terrible firepower the place was bombarded at that time.
After spending a tip of two hundred, a passerby described the scene to him with great joy, and Mo Wenchuan twitched his index finger.
The original challenge target became someone else's prisoner... Oh, that's not important.
It was such an unexpected surprise that Mo Wenchuan had already forgotten the name of the instructor of He Dai's regiment, a 12th-level master, but instead recited his new goal silently in his mind over and over again.
Luo disarms!
What a domineering name!
In every battle, the enemy's light armor must be dismantled? In battle, he must win, and in victory, he must dismantle it? There is no greater hero in the world than this! Mo Wenchuan could not help but feel fascinated.
Pedestrians are hurrying on the street, and the shops along the street are also open for business. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see service robots in uniforms, carrying trays and moving freely between seats. On the trays, the hot food exudes a slight mist.
The ice cubes of the drink collided, making a crisp sound, and a layer of fine water droplets appeared on the outer wall of the glass.
Mo Wenchuan was hungry, so he walked straight into the restaurant. After ordering food, he sat in front of the window and leisurely admired the street view outside.
According to the information he learned, Ishikawa City, a city full of gangs, seems to be divided into one party and not even the local police department can intervene.
At this moment, a group of black light armors with live ammunition landed at the entrance of the street. Mo Wenchuan, a sophisticated man, could tell at a glance that these light armors were all equipped for actual combat.
The cockpit doors of black light armor opened one after another, and a group of burly men wearing sunglasses walked out, with cold expressions and murderous intent.
It is indeed a gang city, and Mo Wenchuan is very familiar with this rough style of painting. In a gang city, street fights are commonplace, is this going to start a war?
Mo Wenchuan noticed that the big men were carrying a large iron box in their hands. What was in it? Weapons? Contraband?
The big men looked around, discussed in low voices for a moment, and then dispersed.
One of the strong men with colorful arms carried a box, crossed the road, and walked towards Mo Wenchuan. Mo Wenchuan noticed that the other person was staring at him, but he sat calmly and took a slow sip of the juice in the glass.
The brawny man with colorful arms knocked on the glass and motioned for Mo Wenchuan to come out.
Was he being targeted? Mo Wenchuan found it interesting. With his appearance, he was rarely regarded as a fat sheep. He stood up with a smile and walked out of the restaurant in a cooperative manner.
The brawny man with colorful arms looked him up and down and said in a low voice: "A foreigner?"
Mo Wenchuan showed an honest smile: "I just arrived in Ishikawa today."
The brawny man with colorful arms said oh, then leaned over to open the box: "Help me help."
Mo Wenchuan subconsciously prepared to take action until he opened the iron box and found that what was inside was not a weapon or contraband, but a stack of bright red silk, which was very festive.
He was a little surprised and nodded subconsciously: "Okay."
"Pull that end and hang it on that hook."
"oh……"
"Is it straight? Is it crooked?"
"It's not crooked, it's straight."
"Okay, thanks, brother."
The strong man showed a satisfied look, waved his brightly colored arms, turned around and walked across the street without saying anything, boarded the light armor and roared away.
Mo Wenchuan looked up at the top of his head, and a bright red banner came into view.
"Support apple farms and build a beautiful home!"
Only then did Mo Wenchuan notice that the other strong men who had just dispersed not far away had also hung banners.
"Ishikawa is beautiful because of the farm! Protecting the farm starts with me!"
"There are apples in the farm and I am in Ishikawa! It is everyone's responsibility to build a harmonious Ishikawa!"
“Severely crack down on all kinds of bad behavior that disrupts farm construction!”
The red banners on the entire street are like red flags, fluttering in the wind and making a hunting sound.
Mo Wenchuan looked at the streets covered with banners, and then at the broken walls full of bullet holes, his expression a little dazed. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to express his mood at this moment.
The style of Ishikawa, a notorious gang city, seems to be different from other gang cities...
Suddenly, a communication call came in, it was Miss Zhao Ya.
Mo Wenchuan came to his senses and connected the communication: "Hello, Miss Zhao."
Zhao Ya didn't talk nonsense, but said directly: "The He family seems to have encountered some trouble on Magnolia Star. I hope to ask Mr. Mo for your support. They are willing to pay you a satisfactory reward."
She paused for a moment, then continued: "You don't need to worry about me. The He family has not disclosed what happened on Magnolia Star, and I have no more information. Whether you agree or not depends entirely on your personal wishes.
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Mo Wenchuan's eyes stayed on those red banners, and he said in a casual tone: "Please help me refuse, I already have a goal."
Zhao Ya nodded: "Okay, I understand."
After ending the communication, Mo Wenchuan flew directly to the destination, the apple farm, without stopping again.
