Chapter 651 Infiltrating the Psychological Entity and Opening the Door [4K]
At dusk.
If you keep your eyes fixed in the sky and ignore the lingering industrial dust, you can barely see some sea scenery through the sunset.
The sunset gradually sinks down the horizon.
The darkness slowly flooded the earth with the tide.
In an abandoned bridge, someone opened his eyes.
The closed cloak that wrapped around the whole body opened.
He canceled the adsorption function of the tactical boots, flipped around in the air, and his whole person fell lightly to the ground. The experience of hanging upside down under the bridge hole for four hours did not seem to have any impact on his physiological state.
He slowly squeezed out the last bit of air from his lungs, took another steadily, and repeated three times.
Then, the young man walked out of the bridge hole.
Bay City, there are countless such bridges, but most people in New Yaromon Bay would rather sleep on the wet streets than come here to live.
Those mutated crabs and lobsters that are as big as calves after gnawing on countless industrial waste, a pair of claws can cut through small cars! The sense of smell of living bodies is more effective than that of dogs. Every month, the unlucky guys are dragged into the nest by them and gnaw into bones.
After walking a few steps, there was a rustling sound coming from the weeds that were so dark that it was almost black.
The young man kept walking, but his thumb and middle finger moved slightly, and after half a breath, the sound around him disappeared.
If someone curiously pushes away the grass, he will be surprised to find that seven or eight deformed crabs with shells that can withstand small-caliber pistols have a slight wound on their bodies. Along the wound, their nervous system is accurately smashed.
Three handleless short blades flew back to the young man's hand, and his wrist flipped and hid.
He did not pause, and took advantage of the night to plunge into the shanty town, like a flowing shadow, quickly passing through the cracks between large and small shanty towns. At some point, he stopped and flipped into a yard.
Several people were standing there, talking about something. Aside them, an extremely worn jeep was parked, with the trunk half-closed, and you could vaguely see a big bag inside.
"It's less." One of them licked his lips.
"Huh?" The two people opposite him frowned suddenly, with a bad expression: "What do you mean?"
The man was not afraid at all, but smiled a little: "Please, my brother, I have been fighting together recently. The limelight is very tight. I took a lot of risk to help you recruit people."
"Two thousand five hundred yuan."
"Wow, I pay more than this protection fee to Rust Alliance and Maruyan Commercial every month."
The two looked at each other, as if they didn't want to make trouble, and said in a tough tone: "Three thousand yuan, no more."
"Oh, I'll suffer some losses, just like that." He laughed and said, "This is a good product that is carefully selected. The organs are quite good and can be used, and there is no background, so there is no trouble at all."
The words came to an abrupt end.
There was still a smile on his face, but his hands could only cover his throat. He staggered a few steps and fell down.
"What!"
"Who?!"
The next moment, a contour suddenly emerged from the darkness. The flying short blades cut open the Achilles tendons of the two, swirled in the air, and flew back to their hands. At this time, a second had passed before the young man could escape.
Under the severe pain, the two of them immediately fell to their knees, but one of them endured the pain and touched his waist with his hand.
Then the tendon of the hand was also cut off.
——But from the broken corner, a scarlet light suddenly popped out!
The hand that should have been in powerlessness forced the man to successfully touch the pistol!
Bang—
——Clang!
The man's pupils shrank suddenly, his hands almost trembled, and his bullets were cut open at this distance? !
The next moment, the muzzle was grabbed by one hand and it was broken suddenly.
The young man let go of his hand and knocked over the two of them, stepping on one of them, aiming the short blade in his hand at the other.
"This is again."
His eyes remained on the man's wound, and the red light on it had dissipated.
He whispered: "You are the great Red King, the people of red blood."
As soon as he heard this word, the man who was still shocked last second suddenly had his face replaced by exposed fanaticism. He struggled desperately, and his limp hand couldn't help but raise it, trying to grab the young man's ankle: "You are, that blasphemer!"
The young man remained silent, but the scarlet mark left on his chest a week ago began to ache.
He took his feet away, walked to the jeep, opened the trunk door, and cut open the bag with one knife. It was a coma, a woman in her early twenties. Judging from the relaxed muscles, she must have been anesthetized.
The young man touched it from his arms, took out a needle, and gave the other party a shot. After a few breaths, the other party opened his eyes in pain, and his voice was vague: "Yes"
The young man slapped the other person in the face.
"You have been abducted and stay here, don't run around, wait until dawn before going home." He said, handing over a pistol: "Protect yourself."
Without leaving room for conversation, he turned back to the two on the ground.
"You are trying to hold a ceremony for trafficking."
The youth said.
"Take me to the scene."
The man was stunned for a few seconds, suddenly he spoke in a hoarse voice, yelling: "Praise the Great Red--!"
The short blade pierced his skull.
Another man saw this scene without any fear and shouted: "Oh——"
One hand pressed the man's mouth, suffocating all sounds, and the customized advanced prosthesis brought the power of steel. Immediately afterwards, the young man took out a dose of injection from his arms with his other hand and pierced it into the other person's vein cleanly.
He has carried several models of vermicelli. Now this one is produced from the [Academic Council].
Two minutes later.
The young man stood up again, and the people under him died thoroughly.
Then, while the woman was staring in horror, the other party took out something that looked like a mask and put it on his face. At the same time, with the sound of bones clicking, the other party's body increased by four centimeters, and his posture adjusted and changed little by little, just like a doll pulled up by countless silk threads, quickly facing
The man lying on the ground approached.
When the young man turned around again, the woman fell to the ground - the former had completely turned into the person on the ground!
"This is the basic disguise." Seeing this, the young man explained.
Then, he explained again, telling the woman not to run around.
Immediately, he stuffed one body into a cloth bag, and the other body supported the co-pilot. He got into the main driver's seat and quickly disappeared into the night in his jeep.
Thirty minutes later.
The jeep was parked outside an abandoned factory.
The bright gun slammed into the front window of the car, but after the strong man holding the gun saw the driver clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief. He put away the gun, and said nothing, patted the car window and said hello.
The young man also didn't say anything. He got off the car, and the co-pilot also got off the car. The young man carried the big bag with one hand, while the latter was half a step behind, and most of his body was blocked by the former.
If someone observes carefully, they will find that nanowires as thin as dust are entangling the man, pulling him to make various "living" actions. At the other end of the nanowire, the young man's feet and hands.
However, this kind of operation is obviously not easy for young people. Seeing that no one was scrutinizing along the way, the young man quickly found a remote corner, took away the nanowires, and threw the bag and body in.
"Hu"
Take a deep breath.
Stable breath.
Psychic energy operates smoothly.
The prosthetic body passed the self-test.
Equipment debugging is correct—
"—Praise the great Red King!"
The scarlet halo is now filled with the deepest part of the factory.
The dreamy scene seemed to bring people to the gravity of reality at any time. Rust-red flowers quietly emerged on the fence that was rusty. They open and close softly, releasing waves of dust after wave.
The newest ⊥Xiao⊥Speak⊥Send⊥Six⊥9⊥Book⊥⊥⊥⊥Back⊥⊥⊥⊥!
The ground is painted with extremely complex patterns, forming a circular magic circle that appears in the thrilling magic movie. Just staring for a moment, the soul seems to be sucked in.
But there were many people standing beside the magic circle.
Someone raised his huge and harsh robotic arms, and his bare back and chest were covered with mottled scars from the erosion of the sea. Every dock worker in New Yaromon Bay inevitably left this mark.
The woman held the baby and knelt on her knees, and the red light reflected a hopeful and extremely enthusiastic face.
Some people were trembling, sucking the air with red dust and delicate smells, just like this, which could fill the gap in the body that sold the kidneys.
After the initial shouting, the place fell into silence again.
People stared at the field and saw an old man kneeling there, his robe made of rags, dragging it to the ground. In front of him, a young man was choking intermittently.
"Don't be afraid, kid."
The old man raised his hand, his fingers as rough as rocks, slowly stroked the boy's throat, and then, a rougher touch than the rocks came from his fingertips.
The place that once belonged to the throat was now replaced by a conical, jagged-edge hard shell. It was hard to tell whether it was a viscous liquid that could not tell whether it was a sea water or a blood. It dripped down the gaps of the hard shell, tinting the ground with unpleasant spots.
The environment of New Yaromon Bay was not suitable for human survival many years ago, and almost all purification stations were firmly controlled by the three major forces. The implant is too expensive, so implanting the mutant barnacle into the throat to assist in filtering air and water has become the choice of many people.
However, these mutated barnacles have too strong reproduction efficiency. If you are not careful, it will block the trachea and even involve the nervous system.
"The Great Red King, the only one who we share with, will save Allah--"
The old man bit his fingertips and let the abnormal blood flow down, immersing the pinched scalpel.
In the nagging, he cut, picked and dissected the barnacle bit by bit. The latter was stimulated and subconsciously curled up and tightened. This moment should have been extremely painful, but under the red light, the boy seemed to be unaware of it and slowly smiled.
In the end, all the barnacles that grew excess were removed.
The boy, except for his pale complexion, left no other wounds, and even did not shed much blood.
In the crowd around, some people finally couldn't help but whispered: "Praise the great Red King!"
The next moment, the rest of the people shouted loudly: "Praise the great Red King!"
Boom—
The echoing sound of a bronze monument being knocked suddenly rang out.
It was a low and solemn echo of uneasiness inexplicably.
One bag after another was carried out and opened one by one. Each bag was a coma, a total of seven people.
At the same time, except for the old man, everyone present, regardless of gender, age, identity and occupation, fell down.
——The red light, which was much richer than before, suddenly condensed!
These red lights lingered, outlining the majestic outline of a humanoid figure.
"I am the master of bright red and flesh, the destroyer of Morandara, the splash of all things, the feared ones, the toothed sword of red bones, I—"
The existence of this ox-headed and deer hooves with a bone crown, a height of more than three meters. The moment it arrived, a violent and majestic roar suddenly echoed in the factory.
“——The Great Red King!”
The next moment, it suddenly tilted its head, and its gaze was like a red torch, piercing into the crowd accurately.
"Blasphemer. Blasphemer! You dare to come here!"
The rest of the people present were stunned.
It was also at this moment that one, no, two figures burst out almost at the same time!
The person who was watched by the "Great Red King" threw out several short blades without hesitation, and the whole person was rushing wildly. At the higher level and on the fourth floor, someone untied his optical disguise and jumped down from the steel beam decisively.
The goal is also the "great red king"!
Neither side expected that there was someone else there, but at this critical moment, both sides ignored everything else and broke out at the same time!
The plural short blade dragged by the nanowire burst out with an exaggerated momentum than a shell! The air was blown away!
“——Print forever in the name of the Holy Spirit.”
The slender figure jumped from the sky and declared in a solemn voice.
Her hands were staggered, etching the icons and prayers, casting silver pistols, and spewing lightning downwards.
Literally lightning!
Driven by the second ring [Dayuan] and the Psychic Skills · [Purification of Thunder Light], these two individual-style energy pistols burst out with a roar comparable to heavy armed forces, and the dazzling lightning lit up the entire factory for a moment.
In the next breath, in the deep sound of the self-heavy sword being unsheathed, the "Great Red King" roared and waved the red bone sword, slashed the short blade and shattered the lightning!
However, after the explosion of one blow, the "Great Red King" stopped and stared at the attacker. To be precise, it was the attacker with a gun.
"Silence, silence, conceal, cultivate, understand!" It roared angrily: "Silence!"
Seven short blades circled around the youth. Hearing these words, he finally made a judgment in his heart.
"You are from the Vampsta Empire."
"Psychic entity."
The woman called "Silent" didn't say anything, she just raised the gun indifferently.
"Do you dare to challenge me and challenge the great Red King!"
The great Red King smiled grimly, and the sword hit the ground with force, and a strong sense of tremor came from the soles of his feet.
It was just a day after day of hard practice and implants that strengthened dynamic balance ability. Under the combined effect of both, the young people were not affected at all. Facing the great Red King's sight, he calmly grabbed a handful of injection and inserted it into his neck artery.
The empty needles fell all over the ground.
Then, towards the front, the young man slowly pinched the short blade.
It was also at this moment that outside the factory, a series of explosions suddenly sounded.
Accompanied by this, there is also a roar from the loudspeaker.
"——Open the door, Jiuyu Defense!"
(This chapter ends)