"Is he also a guest of the witch?" Marvolo Taha stood in front of Tang Ji with a gun in his hand. With just one glance, he knew that the other party was a ruthless character.
"Yes, he is also the witch's guest." The woman in red robe appeared again and conveyed a message for the witch.
"Head!" The saint called hard not far away, with a relieved smile on his face. Behind him stood another woman in red robe.
The Witch is a superhuman from the Taha Gang. Her abilities are very practical and can cure illnesses to a certain extent. Even some chronic diseases that cannot be cured by modern medical methods can be slowly cured by her hands.
The reason why she fled to District 13 was because her abilities attracted too much attention and she was competed by many forces.
Tang Ji didn't know that Wu Qianying and Aaliya had previously searched for superhuman beings with healing abilities around the world, and found traces of a total of 125 people.
Seventy-three of them are out of contact or missing and cannot be found at all. Most of the remaining 52 people have medical backgrounds. Wu Qianying just sent a disguised case report in the name of the laboratory.
Know the result.
In short, behind Tang Ji's back, Wu Qianying and Aaliya had petitioned famous doctors, but they could not find a solution to Tang Anran's problem.
On the one hand, Tang Anran is the son of Tang Ji. There is currently no evidence that the Seven Deadly Sins can be transmitted through blood, but the direct bloodline of Fury is absolutely unique among humans.
On the other hand, as Wu Qianying first analyzed, Tang Anran might have been born a superhuman, but the radiation caused by the nuclear explosion interrupted this process, and his genes mutated during the awakening process.
Such a special case, in Wu Qianying's words - his research results can win the Nobel Prize in Medicine and Biology in the next ten years.
The witch was one of the seventy-three people Wu Qianying tried to contact but could not.
Even Marvolo, a high-ranking member of the Taha Gang who was named Taha, did not want to have a direct conflict with the witch. She had benefited too many people here in the past few years and her reputation was too high.
Marvolo could only report the situation here to Boyle and Philip for decision-making. He was having a headache because of the fighting around Transport Port No. 14.
Everything that came back was bad news. As the most elite soldiers of the Taha Gang lost contact on the surface, the entire underground shelter lost control.
Facing the aggressive ECS superhumans, Marvolo had almost no means of resistance. The wounded soldiers who were lucky enough to come back alive from the front told him that those superhumans were demons.
They will not be afraid, will not be frightened, and will not react even if their companions die right in front of them... just like the coldest soldiers.
Yes, those superhumans treat themselves as ordinary soldiers and are willing to sacrifice themselves to complete their missions. This is simply a science fiction story for Marvolo.
Even within the Taha Gang, superhuman beings are superior to others. They have the best food, clothing, and housing, and they always perform tasks in the safest places.
What kind of ecstasy have those Gallic officials outside poured into the superhumans of the ECS Bureau? They can't even defeat their own soldiers, but they can make superhumans risk their lives?
With such doubts, Marvolo waited until Boyle and Philip appeared in person.
The Taha Gang, who had little information, did not know about Tang Ji, but it was impossible for the two of them not to know that Tang Ji's name had almost become the biggest hot word in the past six months together with superhuman.
Law enforcer Tang, butcher Tang Ji, killer Tang Ji, etc. Different groups have different names for him, but they are all associated with death and violence.
What's more, Tang Ji is still the witch's guest, which gives Boyle and the others even more headaches.
It is a secret what force the witch belonged to before, but everyone knows that she is a gypsy. When she first came here, she would sometimes take out tarot cards and crystal balls to tell people's fortunes as entertainment.
But after the witch woke up from her dream one day and believed that she had received divine enlightenment, a new religion began to spread at the bottom of District 13.
At first, the Taha Gang did not regard it as a danger, but soon this belief called the Cult of Joy spread to the soldier class, and Boyle had to have a conversation with the witch.
In that conversation, the witch showed Boyle the true ability of the Lord of Happy Dreams, but Boyle relied on his own willpower to get rid of the influence, and the two parties finally sat at the negotiation table based on reason and divided their respective rights.
power.
For example, the Taha Gang will not prohibit the belief of the Lord of Happy Dreams from spreading in this land, but it must recognize the Taha Gang's legal leadership position in this land.
For another example, the Joy Sect is not allowed to spread its faith within the Taha Gang without permission. The two parties need to go through a long integration period and examine each other to determine whether there will be a deeper integration in the future.
This is why Marvolo doesn't want to conflict with the witch. Her status is very transcendent and she is also a superhuman.
"Mr. Tang, I'm sorry to meet in such a situation, but we are in a state of war after all." Boyle shook hands with Tang Ji graciously, and both parties were now sitting on the witch's territory.
Yes, as a healer, the witch has the greatest influence in Transport Port No. 14. It's just that she and the real doctors and nurses dislike each other, which allowed the Taha Gang to save half of the transport port.
The witch is a very coquettish-looking woman, with red hair as bright as flames and a graceful figure. However, her makeup is a bit heavy and her eyes are deliberately outlined, maintaining her gypsy style.
Obviously, witches at least know that regardless of beauty or ugliness, an impressive image, even if it is a bit exaggerated, is an accelerator of emerging beliefs.
At this point, she was at least more professional than the Adventist sect. Tang Ji had in-depth contact with the other party several times, and found that the Adventist sect had strong financial support behind it, and even had a belief that was far more true than other religious beliefs.
He is an object of worship, but he has forcibly established himself as a third-rate 'shoe' cult organization that focuses on cultivating fanatic followers to commit suicide attacks.
No matter who is behind the adventer sect, the other party is either incredibly stupid or one of our own who cares about Cao Ying and is in Han.
"He is my guest, and I can guarantee that he is not an enemy of the Taha Gang." The witch did not have much communication with Tang Ji. To her, Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao were just passers-by.
Providing some convenience is just to please the owner of happy dreams. After all, this errand is worth sixty hours of happy dreams that can be distributed freely by her.
For the people at the bottom, this kind of real dream is definitely more attractive than those addictive compounds.
"Yes, I came here to take him away." Tang Ji did not hide his purpose, just like what he said to veteran Jim at the beginning: "Those superhumans who attack you are also targeting him. As long as I
Take him away and your crisis will be resolved."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. They definitely want to take advantage of this opportunity to completely solve us." Boyle smiled bitterly: "Anyway, the ECS Bureau is taking the blame. The military has made up its mind this time."
At this time, Wang Zhengdao was lying on the hospital bed three meters away from Tang Ji. Lindsay stood aside and listened with an embarrassed look on her face. After all, she was still affiliated with the official Gaul organization.
The saint, standing behind Tang Ji, looked at the witch from time to time. It was obvious that the two parties had had a profound discussion based on their respective doctrines.
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"I'll take a look at him first." Tang Ji gestured to Boyle, walked to Wang Zhengdao, looked at his miserable state, lit up a handful of gray-black flames on his fingertips, and lit them directly on his chest.
The moment they saw the flame, Lindsay and Boyle took a step back at the same time. As superhuman beings, they were naturally afraid of such flames.
The gray-black flame was like burning incense, gradually igniting the red lines and burning along them, completing the cleaning step by step.
This is why Envy wants to enter here before Tang Ji. As one of the Seven Deadly Sins, the ability to rage is also a BUG. His kind of flame can negate the influence of most superhuman beings.
Just like now, the [soul thorns] that troubled Wang Zhengdao were burned away, leaving only the damage left by the seeds on the body.
As the black hole-like blackness faded, a fist-deep depression appeared in Wang Zhengdao's chest, where the flesh and blood had already turned into nutrients for the thorns of the soul.
The red lines all over his body, burned by the flames of hatred, turned into slightly charred lines, which seemed even worse than before.
But Wang Zhengdao's complexion instantly improved a lot, his heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and his face became rosy visibly.
As a powerful superhuman, it is almost inevitable that his physical fitness will be improved. Although he is not comparable to those red warriors with enhanced bodies, he is still much better than ordinary people.
A few minutes later, Wang Zhengdao opened his eyes and glanced at Tang Ji weakly: "I knew it was you who burned me to death!"
"Can we leave?" Tang Ji breathed a sigh of relief. It was undeniable that Wang Zhengdao was one of his most important allies.
After losing the advantage of layout, Wang Zhengdao's existence allowed Tang Ji and others to far surpass the enemy in operational efficiency. This is called using space advantage to make up for time disadvantage.
"I can't leave. My mind is in a mess right now. I have to ask you to keep an eye on me." Wang Zhengdao smiled bitterly, turned over and fell asleep completely.
Obviously [Thorn of Soul] caused more than just physical damage to him. Tang Ji could only say to Boyle: "Can you give me a body bag? I need to pack one."
"...!!!" Lindsay looked at Tang Ji with shock in her eyes. She knew that he could definitely do such a thing.
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"A protector is difficult to deal with." Shadow was currently lying in another building about 140 meters away from the previous gathering point.
The observation angle here is very small, but it is better at concealment. Because the height is not high, Shadow can place the sniper platform in the room without having to stick the muzzle out of the wall.
Before he fired, it was almost undetectable by the target.
As for the rookie, he had been hanging dozens of meters behind Shadow. He was now hiding in a corner at the entrance of the building, seemingly hesitant to continue to follow.
There is nothing wrong with him staying there. Shadow can borrow his glasses to observe the environment, just like he is borrowing the eyes of the heavily armored man to observe the surrounding environment.
From Shadow's perspective, 'he' was continuously scanning several commanding heights around him, and focused his gaze on the previous gathering point three times in a row.
Just as Shadow predicted, someone deliberately leaked a suitable sniper position as a trap.
In addition, this strong man is very confident in himself. His breathing is steady, the way his eyes move is smooth and powerful, and he seems to be very familiar with the surrounding environment.
It has only been a few hours since Shadow woke up, and he is still exploring his abilities, but as a sniper, he can see many things from a person's sight.
For example, whenever the target smokes, the viewing angle will shrink slightly. It is obvious that the target enjoys this process, and during this process, his head is not protected by the thick helmet.
This is good news. Shadow can only calculate the trajectory through the third perspective and the target's perspective, and there is no way to accurately drive the bullet into the observation hole.
After hesitating for a while, Shadow finally didn't fire. He fumbled and removed the scope of the sniper rifle, walked downstairs and handed it to the rookie.
"I need you to go back to where you were, hide in the room, and observe him with a scope, can you do that?" Shadow looked at the rookie: "If you really want to be a hero, this is your best chance.
"
The rookie took a few deep breaths and finally took the standard mirror: "What about you? You don't need anything? And why are you wading into this muddy water?"
"As for the former question, I can only tell you that the person inside is getting in our way." Shadow pointed at his eyes: "As for the latter question, I can only tell you that this thing is worth three million federal coins.
No discount on payment!”
The rookie swallowed, turned around and disappeared into the ruins without saying a word, and soon returned to his position.
At this time, Shadow once again leaned on the sniper rifle without a scope, and calculated the ballistics more accurately from a rookie's perspective.
Then Shadow fired.
The bullet appeared in front of the strong man almost instantly, piercing the red dot of the cigarette butt and tearing the entire cigarette into pieces, followed by soft lips, hard teeth, neither soft nor hard gums, a tough tongue, bones, flesh and blood...
wall.
The strong man didn't react at all. The part above his chin was torn apart by the bullet, and he fell to the ground with blood spraying along the wound.
Shadow kissed the M260. At a distance of only 650 meters, its ballistic curve was negligible, as smooth as rich chocolate.
Every sniper will fall in love with it.
The shadow avoided the strong man's eyes and brain, and he bet that the residual reaction of the human body's nerves could give him the picture for a few seconds.
He did it. The shadow looked through the strong man's wide-open eyes, and his vision went dark when he saw two more people walking out.
The rookie was still sticking to his post, while Shadow loaded his gun again, relying on that sudden glance to blindly fire one shot and another through the door.
