"Today is a good day." The big man Martin threw a man with broken limbs to the ground like he was carrying a pet dog, and laughed honestly.
Boom!
Tang Ji shot the opponent's heart out with a casual shot, raised the knife and threw the decapitated head into Martin's arms: "You're just a little guy, but you're right, today is a good day."
Because they finally found a player's lair today. After several disappointments, Mikkelsen finally got an address that truly belonged to the player. Tang Ji and his team arrived as scheduled.
[You got points: 50 points]
[The hunting list has been updated: new prey - Betsy Andre (completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be exchanged at half price)]
[The relic library has been updated, please check]
A familiar reminder flashed before Tang Ji's eyes, this was the third prey harvested today.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew by, and there were two more puzzled players on the ground. They still had fierce expressions on their faces that vowed to fight to the end, but they no longer had weapons in their hands.
Tang Ji smashed half of the man's ribs with one kick, and his heart, lungs and bones were mixed under the skin. The man didn't even have time to spit out blood and left.
Martin grabbed a knife and slashed it. Not only did he harvest the new head, he also made a knife mark more than ten centimeters deep on the floor.
Another player opened his mouth and a stream of thick green mist sprayed directly onto Martin's pants. The tactical pants were visibly corroded, and the skin on his thighs was also corroded with pits.
Martin raised the knife as if to chop someone over, but he hesitated and did not make a move. He only removed one of the opponent's lower legs: "Head, you are too slow!"
"When the mission is over, I will buy you some rare earths to replenish yourself." Tang Ji tilted his head and lit a tree of life for himself. Although the flame of hatred was not affected by the wind direction, years of habit made him subconsciously turn his head to look for the leeward direction.
Light a cigarette.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Ji asked the player that Martin was holding upside down.
He responded with a mouthful of spit. The player obviously wanted to spray another breath of poisonous mist, but the flames of hatred surrounded his face.
"Tough bones." Tang Ji patted his face, then shot him in the forehead.
With a flick of his hand, Martin shook the remaining inventory in the other person's head cleanly along the hole in the back of his head: "The fifth one, head."
"Six!" The saint walked in from the door holding a player hostage, with a dagger stuck in his leg, and he was limping.
With a push of his hand, the kidnapped player fell forward on the ground as if he had no bones. In fact, it was almost the same. The opponent was a 'red warrior'. He was so good at playing with a dagger that the dragon scale armor worn by the saint didn't even block the opponent.
dagger.
But fortunately, the saint is proficient in almost all fighting styles. When the two sides fight, the saint is like a giant python, breaking all the bones in the opponent's body through ground skills.
The awakened saint has specifically studied how to use his increasingly powerful physical fitness. He is perfecting a brand-new fighting technique, a superhuman fighting technique. The focus is on how to avoid ineffective strikes.
Therefore, it is rare for you to see two superhuman beings locked in close combat during the battle of the Saints, destroying the nearby battlefield like a tornado destroying a parking lot.
Although he is a fanatical believer, he often has a very unique understanding of doctrine. For example, God did not give him bread, it was the priest who gave him bread, so the saint believes that completing God's will needs to be completed by the hands of believers.
.
For another example, God did not take the lives of those street thugs, presumably because he was waiting for him to do it, so the saints did it, using everything from knives to sniper rifles to poison, without any scruples.
At heart, he is a pragmatist, so when the Saint fights with people, he always tries to add elements related to guns and bullets.
So much so that even though the boneless prisoner on the ground was face down and didn't have the strength to turn over, he was still cursing and shouting: "Damn it, I'll have to wait until I come back next time..."
Boom!
Tang Ji helped the other party end this pain, and a line of reminder flashed before his eyes again, like a sip of ice-cold Coke in the summer.
"This should be the last one." Anthony and Tony used guns to push a crying female player from the other direction: "Yin Sen's drone found two unconscious bodies.
Soult accidentally killed one, and ten of them are here."
Tang Ji looked at the female player whose mind had collapsed, and silently raised the prelude. The other player immediately screamed, and her whole body twitched uncontrollably.
"You know who I am." Tang Ji raised the player's chin with the muzzle of his gun. The opponent's appearance looked like he could only give a five-point rating. It was obvious that he had not experienced the 'carving service'. It was no longer the case that the pioneers could carve the human body.
It's a secret, Cathy Walter has revealed a lot of things.
"You are Tangji!" The female player tried her best to calm down, but her physiological reaction could not deceive anyone, and she was frightened.
"Are you afraid of me?" Tang Ji asked with interest: "Why?"
"Some people say that you are special and that the damage you cause to us is irreversible." The female player explained tremblingly: "They also said that you can kill us."
"Do you believe it?" Tang Ji moved the muzzle of his gun from his chin to his forehead, and the cold touch made the other party shiver.
"I don't know!" the female player screamed, closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "I don't believe it! This is all fake!"
Snap!
Tang Ji pulled the trigger, the sound of the firing pin going empty echoed in the female player's ears, and the turbid yellow liquid flowed down along the trouser legs.
"Today is a good day. I changed my mind. You are lucky. I won't kill you this time." Tang Ji whispered in the other person's ear: "I think next time we meet again, you will definitely know whether those legends are true or not."
If you don’t believe it, remember to have a good chat with the players who died here today.”
After hearing Tang Ji's words, none of the team members had any objections. They packed up the belongings left at the scene and left one by one through the dimensional door opened by Tang Ji.
As for Tang Ji himself, he could only simply clean up himself, then find a restaurant he likes, wait for a few hours after dinner, and wait for Wang Zhengdao to be free before going back.
The business of transportation people has been very busy recently. The establishment of the FBAS Bureau has allowed the branches of the ECS Bureau of the European Union to start frequent exchanges. They have seen the benefits that the real power department can bring, and are actively working to try to master more
power.
Wang Zhengdao has been troubled by this incident recently. The Ark Organization's status in the European Union is very transcendent. In addition to the prophet's cheating investment plan, it has become a giant in the financial field of the European Union. For many years,
The investment in superhuman beings has also ushered in a blowout period.
The prophet knows almost all superhuman beings who will achieve great things in the future, and the only thing she has to do is find them in advance.
Wang Zhengdao is just one of the 'geniuses' found by the prophet, which is why the strength of the Ark organization has always seemed a bit loose.
The prophet's impression of many people is in the future, but the fact is that the factors that determine a person's character must include the external environment and life experience. Only a small number of people have a gold-like character. Their outlook and character have long been known.
Before the influence of the prophet, it was already finalized.
For example, Wang Zhengdao, for example, Tang Ji.
But the prophet didn't realize this at first. She pushed many young people who were still immature into high positions with almost no requirements and no cost.
Although Mikkelsen, under the guise of Wang Zhengdao, had washed away a large part of the conservative forces and idiots in the previous internal purge, the 'legacy' left by the prophet in this regard was too huge, and the purge alone would not be enough.
It's hard to end this.
...
...(The following parts are repeated and will be modified later)
"Today is a good day." The big man Martin threw a man with broken limbs to the ground like he was carrying a pet dog, and laughed honestly.
Boom!
Tang Ji shot the opponent's heart out with a casual shot, raised the knife and threw the decapitated head into Martin's arms: "You're just a little guy, but you're right, today is a good day."
Because they finally found a player's lair today. After several disappointments, Mikkelsen finally got an address that truly belonged to the player. Tang Ji and his team arrived as scheduled.
[You got points: 50 points]
[The hunting list has been updated: new prey - Betsy Andre (completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be exchanged at half price)]
[The relic library has been updated, please check]
A familiar reminder flashed before Tang Ji's eyes, this was the third prey harvested today.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew by, and there were two more puzzled players on the ground. They still had fierce expressions on their faces that vowed to fight to the end, but they no longer had weapons in their hands.
Tang Ji smashed half of the man's ribs with one kick, and his heart, lungs and bones were mixed under the skin. The man didn't even have time to spit out blood and left.
Martin grabbed a knife and slashed it. Not only did he harvest the new head, he also made a knife mark more than ten centimeters deep on the floor.
Another player opened his mouth and a stream of thick green mist sprayed directly onto Martin's pants. The tactical pants were visibly corroded, and the skin on his thighs was also corroded with pits.
Martin raised the knife as if to chop someone over, but he hesitated and did not make a move. He only removed one of the opponent's lower legs: "Head, you are too slow!"
"When the mission is over, I will buy you some rare earths to replenish yourself." Tang Ji tilted his head and lit a tree of life for himself. Although the flame of hatred was not affected by the wind direction, years of habit made him subconsciously turn his head to look for the leeward direction.
Light a cigarette.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Ji asked the player that Martin was holding upside down.
He responded with a mouthful of spit. The player obviously wanted to spray another breath of poisonous mist, but the flames of hatred surrounded his face.
"Tough bones." Tang Ji patted his face, then shot him in the forehead.
With a flick of his hand, Martin shook the remaining inventory in the other person's head cleanly along the hole in the back of his head: "The fifth one, head."
"Six!" The saint walked in from the door holding a player hostage, with a dagger stuck in his leg, and he was limping.
With a push of his hand, the kidnapped player fell forward on the ground as if he had no bones. In fact, it was almost the same. The opponent was a 'red warrior'. He was so good at playing with a dagger that the dragon scale armor worn by the saint didn't even block the opponent.
dagger.
But fortunately, the saint is proficient in almost all fighting styles. When the two sides fight, the saint is like a giant python, breaking all the bones in the opponent's body through ground skills.
The awakened saint has specifically studied how to use his increasingly powerful physical fitness. He is perfecting a brand-new fighting technique, a superhuman fighting technique. The focus is on how to avoid ineffective strikes.
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Therefore, it is rare for you to see two superhuman beings locked in close combat during the battle of the Saints, destroying the nearby battlefield like a tornado destroying a parking lot.
Although he is a fanatical believer, he often has a very unique understanding of doctrine. For example, God did not give him bread, it was the priest who gave him bread, so the saint believes that completing God's will needs to be completed by the hands of believers.
.
For another example, God did not take the lives of those street thugs, presumably because he was waiting for him to do it, so the saints did it, using everything from knives to sniper rifles to poison, without any scruples.
At heart, he is a pragmatist, so when the Saint fights with people, he always tries to add elements related to guns and bullets.
So much so that even though the boneless prisoner on the ground was face down and didn't have the strength to turn over, he was still cursing and shouting: "Damn it, I'll have to wait until I come back next time..."
Boom!
Tang Ji helped the other party end this pain, and a line of reminder flashed before his eyes again, like a sip of ice-cold Coke in the summer.
"This should be the last one." Anthony and Tony used guns to push a crying female player from the other direction: "Yin Sen's drone found two unconscious bodies.
Soult accidentally killed one, and ten of them are here."
Tang Ji looked at the female player whose mind had collapsed, and silently raised the prelude. The other player immediately screamed, and her whole body twitched uncontrollably.
"You know who I am." Tang Ji raised the player's chin with the muzzle of his gun. The opponent's appearance looked like he could only give a five-point rating. It was obvious that he had not experienced the 'carving service'. It was no longer the case that the pioneers could carve the human body.
It's a secret, Cathy Walter has revealed a lot of things.
"You are Tangji!" The female player tried her best to calm down, but her physiological reaction could not deceive anyone, and she was frightened.
"Are you afraid of me?" Tang Ji asked with interest: "Why?"
"Some people say that you are special and that the damage you cause to us is irreversible." The female player explained tremblingly: "They also said that you can kill us."
"Do you believe it?" Tang Ji moved the muzzle of his gun from his chin to his forehead, and the cold touch made the other party shiver.
"I don't know!" the female player screamed, closed her eyes and shouted loudly: "I don't believe it! This is all fake!"
Snap!
Tang Ji pulled the trigger, the sound of the firing pin going empty echoed in the female player's ears, and the turbid yellow liquid flowed down along the trouser legs.