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1180 Tyrannosaurus 2

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"Everyone shoot!" the fat police inspector yelled, while he went to find a bunker.

Whoosh, a police officer fired a shot from a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher at the helicopter.

With a bang, the rocket launcher exploded in mid-air.

A tall black figure floated up from the sea below. It was a black metal robot two or three meters high. Or it was a cyborg, but this cyborg was far larger than the kind of transformation Gallon had encountered before.

Big, except for half of his head, it seems that all parts of his body have been transformed into a metal body.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is a small white flag erected behind this guy's head, with one word written on it: Dragon!

"Dragon?" Garen looked over from a distance through the gap. When he saw this cyborg appearing, he suddenly asked with some doubts. "Is that him? The legendary Mechanical Greymon?"

"What a cold sense of humor." The voice of the nine-tailed fox came from the paper clip. "Although I hate to admit it, it is true that he is the one we are waiting for. The Vulture's Tyrannosaurus."

"In other words, these police officers who came earlier were actually fake?" Garon asked in confusion.

"It's not fake, it's actually them" Boom!!

The voice of the nine-tailed fox was buried under the violent explosion and could not be heard clearly.

Garen didn't take it seriously, watching the Tyrannosaurus Rex in the distance on the water emitting several small missiles with fluctuating trajectories from its chest. A yacht was directly blown into two pieces by the missiles, and slowly tilted and sank in the huge red firelight.

Fortunately, that yacht was the one that the police drove later, not the Red yacht that Gallon and others were on.

"Scatter the flowers." The Mechanical Tyrannosaurus made a cold voice. It spread its right hand, and a disc like an antenna disc was erected in the palm of its hand. The silver disc slowly opened, like a flower in full bloom.

The constant sound of bullets ricocheted across his body. The police officers and the previously captured unknown assailants were fighting back frantically, but they only saw sparks sputtering on the body of the Tyrannosaurus, and nothing else could be seen.

No trace left.

The slightly larger rocket launchers and howitzers were dodged by the Tyrannosaurus's flexible movement.

laugh!

The antenna dish in his palm suddenly emitted a little white light from the center.

The white light soared into the sky, like a sky cannon, and exploded over the sea, turning into a ball of white light.

Garen suddenly felt a sense of danger, drew his sword with a clang, and struck with lightning.

Whoosh!

A silver arc appeared in front of him.

Dang, dang, dang... Dense crashing sounds sounded out of thin air in front of him, and countless steel needles like cow hairs were flying and nailed to the deck of the yacht.

Garen's arm was almost completely blurred, and he could only vaguely see a gray shadow moving, while the rest was an endless series of jingling sounds.

On another yacht in the distance, the nine-tailed fox's body was spinning, as if she had been prepared for it. A white cloth strip like a streamer formed around her body, directly pulling the large steel needle to it. Obviously, there was a powerful force on the cloth strip.

Magnetism is more than twice as easy as Galleon.

On the yacht further away, the densely packed police officers in black and so-called national security personnel were stunned and almost fell down. Large steel needles fell from the sky and penetrated most of the people's bodies with incomparable accuracy.

"Look, this is the legendary Greymon!!" The nine-tailed fox's teasing laughter came over. "The Rainstorm Dragon, this is the most powerful masterpiece of a certain vulture master."

"It's really amazing." Garen also sighed with emotion, "I'm thinking about whether I can build something similar." He thought of a series of biochemical technologies he had mastered. If he tests them, he might be able to find some applicable parts.

"You'd better forget it. It's great to practice swordsmanship honestly. Where's the Sword Master? Do you know? This is Vulture's internal comprehensive evaluation of you." The nine-tailed fox seemed to have received new information.

"What's the use of that?" Garen was speechless. "Can it deal with the massacre?"

"Far from it." The nine-tailed fox simply replied, "As the strongest single being in this plot world, the Slaughterer is the highest masterpiece of human killing consciousness. He can know all the swordsmanship and swordsmanship you know, even the most ancient swordsmanship.

He can also master the top-notch killing skills that have been taught to you. Even if it is a skill that you have just created, he can master it completely with just one look. He can even use it much better than you!"

"So perverted!" Garen was speechless.

"Of course he's a pervert! Otherwise, how could he be called a massacre?" the nine-tailed fox said helplessly. "That's why we are anxious for everyone to save their contribution points and hire experts."

While the two were talking, there were not many people left who could move in this sea area. The soles of the Storm Dragon's feet seemed to have huge magnetism. He directly stepped on the ship wall at a 90-degree angle and boarded the yacht, and began to deal with the remaining recalcitrant police officers and resisters.

The sound of gunshots and tongues of fire continued to light up from his arms.

The blood flow on the yacht gathered together, almost dyeing the entire deck red. It was extremely tragic.

The fat police inspector tried to jump into the sea and escape on a motorboat, but was hit by a precise bullet in the back of the head, killing him on the spot.

In just one minute, most of the police officers and national security officers present were killed, leaving only some Red bodyguards who did not shoot, and the beauties on the yacht who were unable to resist.

"Your little lover is in trouble. Why don't you go to rescue her?" Garen teased.

"I'm just playing with him." The nine-tailed fox said casually. "Don't you know that what you can't get is always the best?" She puffed out her chest from a distance and held her side with one hand.

The chest was rubbed.

"You are as bad as Kong Xinxue." Garen breathed out, suppressing the restlessness in his heart. "It's just two manifestations of one essence in different aspects."

"That's why we are good friends." The nine-tailed fox actually started to take off his swimsuit, found a black suit from somewhere nearby, and started to change clothes in front of Garen.

, there was no intention to hide her body at all. And she was standing at an angle that only Garen could see.

Out of politeness, since it was not like touching this woman, Garen still turned his head and did not look at her. However, the restlessness in his heart became more and more serious.

The last gunshot was heard over there, and the Tyrannosaurus had already killed the last police officer. It walked in front of Red and others. The remaining people were frightened and scared, not knowing what he planned to do.

"You..." Tyrannosaurus said slowly.

Dang!

Suddenly, he raised his right arm and placed it on the side of his head, and a little golden sparks flew from his arm.

"Are there any survivors?" His voice was as hoarse as the wind. He scratched his head and looked in the direction of the shooting. There was a small cruise ship heading this way.

There is a person standing on the bow of the boat, it is Yuriva!

Wearing tight-fitting black clothes, he looked at the tragic scene here that was like hell, with the corpses of policemen and state security officers everywhere.

Next to Yuriva stood a fat businessman with a beard, looking over here with a smile.

"That's him!" The businessman took out a cigar and lit it. "The Vulture-fronted Tyrannosaurus, the Rainstorm Dragon."

Yuriva stared at the Tyrannosaurus with a solemn expression. He didn't know why he didn't feel sick or scared at all when he saw the tragic scene in front of him, but he quickly became relieved and adapted.

"The super-strong gravity bomb has basically no damage to it, but it can temporarily paralyze all of his body's firepower. You can kill this guy as long as you go up and fight hand-to-hand." The fat businessman said with a smile.

"Uncle Garuda." Yuriva said calmly, "I will ask you to take care of my sister first."

"No problem, feel free to go!" The fat businessman nodded. "I am here, and I am not alone." He turned his head and looked back at the group of bodyguards who came out behind him.

"Okay." Yuriva jumped down and jumped into the sea. Then a motorboat pulled out from the side, and he grabbed him and turned him over to ride on it.

The Rainstorm Dragon turned around and looked coldly at Yuriva, who was driving rapidly.

He stretched out his arm, and the machine gun loaded on it was ineffective. Not only the machine gun, but also all the fire control on his body seemed to be ineffective.

"Is it a super gravity bomb? Interesting."

He strode forward, came to a spacious place on the yacht deck and stood there, quietly waiting for the other party to arrive.

The super gravity bomb only has a limit of twenty minutes and will continue to decay as time goes by, so the opponent's purpose is very clear, which is melee combat!

He just needs to stand here and wait quietly for the other party's arrival.

"It's begun." Garen and the nine-tailed fox who had changed their clothes had already joined together.

"Why does Yurivar dare to go up and fight the Rainstorm Dragon? I know his fighting skills very well. He shouldn't be strong enough to defeat that guy, right?" Garen was a little puzzled.

"Really?" The nine-tailed fox smiled slightly, and his arm naturally held Garen's arm. "If you just think that, you will be surprised~~~"

"Oh?" Garen did not doubt the authenticity of the nine-tailed fox's words. He did vaguely see something strange in Yuriva's posture and movements at this moment.

There was something like something he had never seen before.

"It seems to be a new fighting technique?" he guessed.

The nine-tailed fox smiled and did not reply.

"If you add special weapons and have the same effect as the thing just now, then the chance of winning is indeed there." Garen nodded, obviously having figured out a clue.

"The vision is good." The nine-tailed fox said with a smile. "The level of the Rainstorm Dragon is considered good in the plot." Her tone of voice was very high, with a condescending attitude.

Among these time travellers, except for a few special ones, which one did not have their own unique attainments in various fields before coming to this world? But this is accumulated by the time and energy of the world.

Garen knew that he was powerful, but as the Nine-tailed Fox was once the top monster, it was definitely not bad. He just didn't know how strong it was.

Glancing at the nine-tailed fox, this guy seemed to be hiding a lot of information. But judging from how worried she was about the Slaughterer, it was obvious that the guy was far more troublesome than imagined. At least he had risen to the level of extraordinary strength.

Strength is leveled.

Garen also began to worry that his previous relaxed attitude was too optimistic.

He has never seen the Slaughterer with his own eyes. Unlike these time-travelers, he understands the general trend, that is, the so-called plot method, which is different from them. He has not seen the Slaughterer with his own eyes, but has only seen it in the picture of the general trend.

There are a few pictures, but I don’t have a deep understanding of its specific strength.

"Should we consider forcibly improving our swordsmanship by one level with soul seeds?" Garon thought in his mind. Now that he saw the state of the Rainstorm Dragon, he also murmured in his heart. The Rainstorm Dragon could only reach this level.

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