"I bet, Scavenger 09 never dreamed that after buying so many superpowers, he would be killed by others... By the way, what are the odds of winning against this law enforcer?"
"Look, he really hates us, sniper rifles, flamethrowers, and landmines. I almost feel guilty. Do you want to send someone to rescue Scavenger 09? The door team should have time to intervene."
"Don't worry about him. These scavengers won't have long memories unless they die last time. The door team has more important things to be busy with."
"Pretender 06! Don't think I don't know. You defeated the law enforcer and won! When this incident is over, you can treat me to dinner!"
"No problem! Count it on me!"
"Just wait for the blood to bleed. Okay, it's time to get down to business and plan new routes for other scavengers. There are a lot of people ambushing here today. It's a carnival night!"
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Tang Ji felt that he was about to die. If the prosthetic limbs were not still functioning normally, he would not be able to carry a strong man up so far.
"Where are you taking me?" Rosas's lackey finally grew half of his tongue, but unfortunately his gums and lips haven't responded yet, and his speech was unclear: "How can you make sauce on me? SASASA! I am Shabus.
Yeah...I'll be back!"
Tang Ji gasped and finally touched the edge of the rooftop. With one force, he pulled half of his body out and hung outside the rooftop: "Come back? Come on!"
"Madman! Madman!" The super human sensed his situation and used his other hand, which was almost recovered, to hold on to the inner eaves of the rooftop and struggled hard.
"Hahaha! Aren't you afraid of death?" Tang Ji laughed wildly, as if trying to make up for his previous smile, laughing so hard that he was out of breath: "Don't be afraid of death, let's embrace it together!
"
"Ah!!!" The superhuman tried to break away from Tang Ji with all his strength, but the opponent just raised his fist and punched him in the face.
"Death! Die! Die!" Tang Ji laughed wildly with his mouth full of blood. He stretched out his hand and broke the broken bone of his calf, and stabbed it into the enemy's eye socket.
The convulsions caused by the nerve damage made it impossible for the superhuman to hold on any longer, and the two figures handcuffed together fell downwards.
Tang Ji pressed the button of the detonator in mid-air, and the open trash can directly below burst into flames. The flames reaching 3,000 degrees lit up the place like the entrance to hell.
"If you can really come back, I'll wait for you!" Tang Ji hugged the super human's body with force and laughed wildly as he fell into the flames.
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"I really didn't expect this ending... I'm afraid Scavenger 09 will never forget this death in his life."
"If it were me, I would definitely have to go to psychological counseling. It would be too miserable..."
"Focus on your mission, our torch team is about to appear." The commander coughed and signaled his subordinates to remove the drone that had been monitoring the battlefield: "Don't be distracted by such trivial matters, tell the scavenger team
, I can rest for a month before returning to the team on the 09th.”
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The night of the first anniversary of the Red Sun was undoubtedly a lively night. The Losas organization once again made a high-profile appearance, once again delivered a speech at the location where the nuclear bomb exploded a year ago, and demonstrated another activated nuclear bomb.
The president watched the entire live broadcast at the W Palace and smashed four live broadcast equipment in anger. The Octagon was shaken and three generals stepped down overnight.
According to subsequent statistics, on the night of the anniversary, more than 600 elite soldiers responsible for blocking the scene died without even a decent resistance.
They did not expect that the enemy was in the command center, and every order they received led to fatal traps. All technical equipment failed, communications were chaotic, and they fought independently.
The tactical team composed of superhumans organized by Losas carried live broadcast equipment and broadcast live to the world how the Alliance soldiers were defeated.
For the superhumans and superhuman supporters who went on pilgrimage, last night was a night of carnival. The reappearance of the Losas organization and the weakness of the Federation all represented the unstoppable rise of superhumans.
For the first time, superhumans realized that they had the ability to challenge the social order.
Of course, none of this will affect Tang Ji, because if everything is normal, he should have nothing left now.
If everything is fine...
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight passed through the dust cloud and turned pink when it landed in the central area, but it was still warm enough to make people feel comfortable.
Only one-third of the trash can was suddenly pushed away from the inside. Tang Ji looked at the world in front of him blankly.
Is he not dead? Or has he gone to hell, but hell is exactly the same as the world he lived in before?
Wait, if this is hell, doesn't that mean he can kill that bastard again? Tang Ji stood up suddenly and searched around for the target.
But they found nothing, except for two hippies who looked like they had not recovered from their hangovers. They walked by and laughed loudly while pointing at Tangji. One of them even threw a vest to him.
Well, Tang Ji finally confirmed that he was really not dead. This hellish place was just as bad as yesterday, but he couldn't understand what happened.
He looked at his intact legs and then at his prosthetic limbs, as if everything that happened last night was just a dream.
Tang Ji frantically searched through the wreckage of the trash can. If he was still alive, was that Losas bastard still alive too?
Or is someone manipulating the illusion and fooling themselves?
In his anger, he didn't notice that his metal prosthetic limb was tearing apart the metal debris as lightly as tearing paper. The force output far exceeded the design limit, and it was also more flexible.
Pieces of melted metal were smashed into pieces by Tang Ji, leaving people alive and dead.
Finally, Tang Ji found half-melted handcuffs in a corner of the rubbish bin, and half of a blackened skull hung on the other side of the handcuffs.
Tang Ji burst out laughing. He laughed more that night than he had in the past year, but he soon stopped laughing——
"Opening personal interface...error...error..."
"Unable to read player ID...error...error..."
"It was found that the user connecting to the system was not recognized... Error... Unauthorized behavior detected... Warning..."
"Re-reading data... This ID has been authorized... Error... Re-reading data... This ID has been authorized... Re-reading..."
A large amount of repeated content washed away Tang Ji's consciousness, causing him to fall to the ground like a piece of wood. He seemed to see his short life flashing past on the screen in front of his eyes, but unfortunately there was not even a barrage.
The memories about Angelina, the memory of the red sun night, and the little chubby An Ran who had hardly cried a few times since his birth were played over and over again.
"Rereading data...This ID is authorized!"
"Opening personal interface..."
[User ID: Tangji
Data read error
Data read error
...
Points owned: 200
Hunting list: Michael V. Michael (has been completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, all goods can be exchanged at half price)]
