"What are you doing" Zheng Zhu's eyes almost popped out: "What kind of equipment is this?"
With a cruel smile, the fog walker approached the unconscious tree demon step by step, and said arrogantly: "How about the Type 7 flamethrower bracer, the Arrow Group Weapons R&D Department developed and sold, I spent a full 20,000 US dollars on the black market to buy this thing."
"Uh, wait, you're saying this thing was developed by the Arrow Group" Ou Cheng, who was tied to the chair, was silent for a while, puzzled.
"As you can see."
Xiao Mo's face turned green, and he said sullenly.
"I'll shut down the weapons research and development department when I go back."
Ou Cheng suddenly felt a little toothache, and said helplessly: "Of course, if I can still go back" Looking at the fog walker who was approaching the tree demon step by step, Zheng Zhu's heart had already risen to his throat, and he turned his head to look at Su Shaoqing and Yan Xiuze: "You guys should think of a way to let the fog walker kill the tree demon, and the rescue operation will be completely useless."
"What can we do" Yan Xiuze spread his hands: "My superpower is to control gaseous particles, not to control the network cable, and I can't kill the fog walker through the screen." ” "Damn" At this time, the Mistwalker had already turned off the flamethrower bracers, and with the shotgun in his hand, he pointed at the dryad who was lying on the ground not far from him.
"Wait a minute" Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a fat figure stood in front of the tree demon.
Yan Xiuze, who was in front of the screen, was startled, it was none other than his roommate Xiao Mo who was blocking the muzzle of the fog walker: "Was this kid's brain kicked by a donkey?"
The fog walker dragged the barrel of the gun with one hand and put the other hand on the trigger, and said expressionlessly: "A few meanings" "That" After all, Xiao Mo was facing a real shotgun that had just beaten the tree demon into a half-crippled, and his heart was inevitably a little weak, and his physical condition was that his head was sweaty and his legs trembled, but since he stood up, he still had to say what he had to say: "Aren't you partners, there's no need to divide life and death?"
The Dryad Lying on the ground moved his fingers slightly, but quickly lost his reaction again.
"Not anymore."
The Fogwalker snorted coldly, the muzzle of the gun still pointed ahead: "Dead fat man get out of the fuck and be nosy" "Can't you discuss it, he's pitiful," Xiao Mo was about to make further persuasions.
"Listen, I'm still a kidnapper at heart, so I'm not going to do something like a murderer."
The Mistwalker sneered, "But, if you think I can't kill, you're very wrong. ” "Except for Ou Cheng's 10 billion ransom, the rest of the hostages who were kidnapped are at most just some additions" "I'll give you another three seconds, after three seconds, if you don't hide for me again, I don't recommend helping the Huaxia government to relieve the pressure of transporting the ransom and wipe out your pitiful fraction directly."
"One" "Two" "Three" Xiao Mo shuddered, and moved to the side helplessly: "Okay, okay, you win, I don't care?"
But the fog walker showed a cruel smile on his face at this time, and said lightly: "It's late" bang A violent flash of fire erupted from the muzzle of the shotgun in the Mistwalker's hand, and countless bullets slammed into Xiao Mo's fat body with a loud sound of death "Don't" Yan Xiuze, who saw this scene, closed his eyes directly, and with the gunshot, his heart trembled violently "Xiao Mo" Yan Xiuze still had his eyes closed, but two lines of tears were left in the gap between his eyes Under such a close shot, his good friend Xiao Mo was never lucky, he really didn't want to see the blurred flesh and blood of this friend who accompanied him throughout his college career "Don't cry."
Vaguely, Yan Xiuze felt that someone patted him on the shoulder, and it should be Zheng Zhu listening to the voice.
"My good friend died in front of me, can I not cry" Yan Xiuze closed his eyes tightly, and the salty tears couldn't be stopped.
"Uh-huh, your good friend doesn't seem to be dead."
The corners of Zheng Zhu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the picture on the screen.
"You don't comfort me, huh" Yan Xiuze opened his eyes suddenly, and his voice changed a little excitedly: "What did you say?"
Su Shaoqing, who was on the side, pointed to the big screen: "You can see it yourself." ” Basement The smoke cleared, and the Mistwalker stared at the scene in front of him that he had not expected at all.
The bullets in the shotgun landed on Xiao Mo one by one, but unlike the plasma spilling picture he expected, these bullets only scratched a little bit of oily skin after touching Xiao Mo's skin, and they could no longer move an inch, and finally Xiao Mo shook it casually, and all the bullets were shaken to the ground by him, and the sound of bullets landing was crisp and audible.
"It hurts, it hurts" Xiao Mo touched the place where he was hit by the shotgun, and grinned his teeth, which made the fogwalker double-check whether the gun in his hand had been replaced with a toy.
"What's going on" Yan Xiuze said in disbelief.
"Theoretically speaking, it can directly beat the superpower into a shotgun of this level with a single shot, and replace the target with an ordinary person, the effect can be imagined."
Dr.
Lin had come to this monitoring room at some point, staring at the screen and saying, "It can be said that your friend should be dead."
"But now he's unusually alive, and the only explanation is" "Superpower" Su Shaoqing raised his head abruptly and said in surprise.
"That's right."
Dr.
Lin lifted the frame of his glasses and grinned, "If my guess is correct, this friend of yours must have mutated."
"But this shotgun is very powerful, even a superpowered person will not be unscathed, wasn't the tree demon seriously injured by it just now," Zheng Zhu asked.
"Maybe Xiao Mo is awakening to superpowers like increasing physical strength," Dr.
Lin shrugged.
"Hey fat man, how are you feeling now" Yan Xiuze grabbed the microphone and shouted loudly.
"Uh, what do you mean, I'm feeling a little bit of pain right now."
Xiao Mo raised his arms and looked at the small wound that had just been hit by a shotgun bullet that was rapidly recovering: "Uh, it doesn't hurt anymore. ” "Listen, Xiao Mo, there is a high probability that you are now mutated into a superpower, tell us what your superpower is, and find a way to kill the fog walker in front of you" Su Shaoqing leaned to the side of the microphone in Yan Xiuze's hand and said in a deep voice.
"What's cool that I've mutated into a superpower," Xiao Mo said in surprise, but he quickly turned into doubts: "But I don't feel that I have any superpowers to use." ”: