Chapter 888 Twilight of the Gods 45
Xining thought hard and pretended to be serious: "I don't know the principle of high-tech inside!"
No one knows what this is! She couldn't say that it was specially made by Vulcan thousands of years ago.
A big boss nearby was dissatisfied: "This was originally a secret operation, but now it's hard not to expose it!"
The golden light is so bright and blinding that it is really difficult not to expose it.
Sure enough, gunfire came from inside, and a group of masked armed men ran over and shot at them.
The cobra roared angrily: "Look at the good things you have done!"
"It's so annoying!" The Hunting Goddess took off her golden bow impatiently: "We will deal with these people, and you can save them."
As he spoke, he fired his bow. A ray of golden light appeared on the string of the golden bow. As the goddess of hunting loosened her fingers, it flew out with a "whoosh~" and plunged into the chest of an armed man who was shooting from the opposite side. This guy fell directly to the sky, and the bullets in the gun fell with him and shot into the sky.
The God of War also took off his bow and shot arrows at the militants who fired. Two people's arrows are perfect, and they can kill one of them with their arrows.
Xining covered her forehead and told them to keep a low profile. Just so low-key?
Raising her head, she saw that the four big guys here were all turning to look at her. She could only force a smile: "I know this, laser!"
Seeing that something was not going well, the militants all found bunkers and hid. The goddess of hunting and the god of war still shoot arrows, and the golden arrows they shoot follow a circular trajectory and go around the bunker. Screams came from the bunker, it must have been a shot.
Although the mercenaries behind them were not photographed, it can be imagined that they were standing there stunned.
The four bosses were still looking at her. In addition to the sound of arrows flying off the string and the screams from behind the bunker opposite, even the gunshots gradually subsided in the office.
A took a deep breath: "Can you customize a few? We will pay a high price!"
"That..." Xining swallowed: "Production has been discontinued."
A said in a negotiating tone: "Just give them a price for what they have in hand."
Xining could only bite the bullet and continue to compile: "There are three in total, with multiple identification of fingerprints and genes. Others cannot use them."
A leaned on the back of the chair, but immediately sat up straight: "Where is this custom-made? There is no other bow that can be ordered!" This bow can shoot out arrows continuously, and it can also turn in mid-air after shooting. It is really amazing. . You have to know where to make such a powerful weapon!
Xining coughed: "That one was made by someone within our organization. Currently, he no longer customizes weapons and has turned to making other things. I heard that he also makes some toys for children. Maybe he has a great enlightenment."
"That's it~" A seemed to be regretful and didn't ask any more questions.
After a wave of shooting, I saw another armed men rushing towards me in the distance. This time they were holding Persian knives.
The God of War was happy when he saw it. He put his bow back on his shoulder, pulled out his sword, waved it towards the sky, and shouted: "Charge!" He raised his sword and rushed towards those people.
This war maniac! The Hunting Goddess rolled her eyes, walked forward slowly, and continued shooting with her bow.
Cobra finally came to his senses and said, "Follow me!" Then the camera followed with trembling.
"Hey, don't get too close!" Xining shouted, pointing at the screen: "I've reminded them, don't get too close."
It is said that when the God of War kills people, he cannot tell who is who.
The big guy next to him immediately picked up the walkie-talkie: "Cobra, stay away from the God of War and let him clear the way. Divide into another group and take a detour to reach the target."
The voice of the cobra came from the video: "I know, I know!"
Without saying anything else, about six people were separated and headed towards another road in hiding. The office door opened, and Louise came in with coffee, carefully placing it on the table in front of her. When I was about to go out, I glanced at the screen from the corner of my eye and was stunned.
The God of War rushed to the armed men with big swords, raised his sword and struck. The golden sword was extremely sharp. With one strike, it would break wherever it struck. The overwhelming momentum is more enjoyable than watching a blockbuster film.
Xining put the condensed milk and sugar into the coffee and stirred slowly. He glanced sideways at Louise, were he stunned?
She also kindly reminded: "He has a wife, who is as fierce as him, and has many sons and daughters, as well as a lot of illegitimate children. So listen to the goddess of hunting, if you don't want to become the same corpse inside, don't mess with him. Together.”
To avoid trouble, not to mention that his descendants who are old enough to play football are thousands of years old.
Louise's expression was very strange, as if she was a little aggrieved and pretending to be dismissive and contemptuous. Anyway, when a woman hears that the man who pursues her has a fierce wife, many children, and is a philanderer, most of the time she will have this expression.
She took the plate and walked out. Xining turned to A and said, "You must not introduce women to him, otherwise your body collection department will be very busy."
A raised a smile like an old fox, closed his eyes and nodded slightly, very amiable: "Don't worry, our employees here find their own spouses, I am not responsible for making introductions."
"That's good!" She picked up the coffee.
The boss next to him couldn't help but ask: "Who is his wife?"
Xining thought for a while and replied: "The goddess of war and city destruction, members of our organization all use the names of ancient gods as anonymity." After speaking, he took a sip of coffee.
"The God of War...the Goddess of Hunting..." A boss looked at the video. One was unstoppable and the other was perfect. He couldn't help but praise: "She is really the God of War and the Goddess of Hunting!"
It turns out they are two great gods! Xining smiled secretly and continued to drink coffee leisurely.
The God of War was hacking and slashing wildly in the past, while the Goddess of Hunting was providing cover. Wherever he went, the enemies lay dead and died tragically.
The team continued to move forward, and suddenly a figure appeared behind the door next to them. A woman wrapped in black cloth, with a little boy about seven or eight years old beside her.
The women raised their hands and shouted in terror, saying words like "spare their lives".
The goddess of hunting still raised her hand, but the arrow was on the string and she did not fire it.
"Don't kill us!" The woman raised her hands, staggered forward, and then fell to her knees on the ground.
When she knelt down, the little boy next to her suddenly raised his hand, and he actually held a homemade detonator in his hand! And it was lit! ! !
With a "whoosh~" sound, the golden arrow shot out and hit the little boy's thin wrist. The power of the arrow was so overbearing that it cut off his hand.
The broken hand held the fuse tightly and "sizzled" the smoking detonator and dropped it on the dusty ground.
"Ah~" The little boy squeezed his broken wrist without a hand and screamed, rolling over on the ground in pain.
Instead of looking at her child, the woman was crawling on her knees to pick up the detonator, intending to throw it out after picking it up.
Don't think that this child is not hers, it should be hers! Here, killing is right, no matter how young the children are, they are all warriors, willing to sacrifice for the great cause at any time. After you die, you can reach into heaven and live a good life. There is a river of milk and honey, there are countless delicious foods, and there are 72 girls waiting for the adult male warriors on the bank...
This is a way to win over and brainwash. Maybe someone else invaded their country, but they are too unscrupulous to achieve their goals.
Boys and women can only do this, even if they know that these are nonsense, they must do what they are told. Otherwise they will die miserably, killed by their own people. Sometimes when living is hell, death is a relief and there is nothing to fear.
(End of chapter)