When the harsh Siberian north wind roared wantonly in this silent and snow-white world, no creature dared to challenge its authority, but today its authority has been seriously challenged.
Two extremely fast figures flew past the thick snow layer against its angry roar.
The speed of these two people might only be better if the Siberian tiger lurked for a long time and then suddenly attacked.
"You humble insect, will the transformed man from the Angel of Death just run away?"
Caesar shouted sarcastically.
Fan was silent as he galloped, but his slightly narrowed eyes revealed his mood.
When he passed a thick spruce in front of him, he suddenly made a mistake in his steps and rushed towards the spruce trunk.
In mid-air, he wrapped his hands around the spruce trunk.
With a slight exertion, his whole body quickly surrounded the spruce trunk.
The tree trunk turned in a circle, and then the body came out of the hand, kicking Caesar who was following behind.
The flying Caesar did not expect Van's sudden counterattack to be like this.
He hurriedly crossed his arms on his chest.
But how could it be easy to resist Fan's kick?
The result of the fight between his feet and arms was.
One person staggered back three steps, almost losing his balance.
One party used the force to do a perfect backflip in mid-air, and then landed firmly on the ground.
"The empire is nothing more than that."
Fan said calmly.
In fact, when Vatican saw the upper body of Caesar in the shadows for the first time, he already knew that he was no ordinary human being.
Then, the content of Caesar's conversation with his men outside the wooden building naturally could not escape Vatican's surveillance.
The only thing that Fan is confused about now is why the reformers from the empire appear here.
You must know that although A-30 is not completely under the jurisdiction of Area A of Death Angel, there should never be any trace of the activities of other modified human organizations in such a sensitive marginal area.
Because between two powerful humanoid organizations, a little friction can have terrible consequences.
"It seems that you are a relatively powerful bug, but that's okay.
I haven't really moved my muscles for a long time.
Remember me, the bug from the Angel of Death.
The person who killed you is the great nobleman from the empire, Caesar "Lord Baron" Caesar roared and rushed towards Van with heavy steps.
The thick snow was completely nothing to him and could not stop his progress at all.
The sound of collisions was heard constantly in the cold wind, and the two figures were completely entangled in the snow-white forest.
"Drink" Caesar roared and punched Fan's empty door hard.
But when his fist was about to hit Fan's defenseless chest, he was the first to feel that his body had lost its balance.
"Bang" Caesar's body fell heavily to the ground, and the thick snow swallowed most of his body.
Fan then retracted his right foot, feeling a slight pain in the instep of his foot.
This reformer from the empire was indeed a bit tricky.
Not only was he strong, but his reaction speed was not slow.
If he hadn't deliberately left the door open and then used his "omniscient" vision to analyze Caesar's behavior, it would have been very difficult for him to take advantage.
But at this moment, Fan Ben, who was slightly relaxed, felt a chill in his heart.
The intuition of danger he had developed over the years made him immediately arch his body back.
"Bang" a loud gunshot rang out in the forest, shaking off a lot of snow hanging on the trees.
On the spruce trunk next to Fan, a blackened hole the size of a fist almost penetrated the thick spruce.
Van's omniscience was at its maximum at this moment.
He kicked out his right foot hard, raising a sheet of snow, completely covering the sight of Caesar who fell on the ground.
And during this time, he quickly disappeared behind the scattered spruce trunks.
He didn't expect that Caesar actually carried a gunpowder weapon, and what made him even more confused was why Caesar didn't use it from the beginning, but instead tried to use it to reverse the situation in such a disadvantageous situation.
It seems that those rumors about the empire transforming people are true.
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This is a group of idiots who regard fair fight as an honor.
Caesar stood up from the snow.
He couldn't help but touch the ankle that was kicked by Fan.
This was his shame.
He actually suffered such a loss in a close battle.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
When the Imperial people start to choose to use thermal weapons, no matter how difficult the battle is, it will become easier, because this is the foundation for the Imperial people to always become one of the few powerful cyborg organizations.
"I have to admit, you deserve to let me know your real name.
You are different from those insects who have no power to resist.
You have the qualifications."
Caesar smiled nervously, and the semi-automatic pistol in his right hand was huge and rough.
But what responded to him was the roar of Lin Hai's violent wind.
"Don't you answer?
It doesn't matter.
Even if I don't know your name, when I take off your head, your honor will belong to me."
Caesar shouted, quickly jumped behind a spruce tree, and fired his pistol.
He immediately lifted it up, but to his surprise, there was nothing behind the tree.
Caesar was stunned for a very short time.
He followed the footprints left by Van in the snow to get here.
In such a short period of time, Van could never have gone too far.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong force pulling his body under his feet.
Fan, who had been hiding in the snow under the tree to control his body temperature, suddenly appeared and pulled Caesar's strong body hard.
The force bounced up, and then a knee hit Caesar's abdomen hard.
The severe pain made Caesar's body unsteady for a while, but when there was a strange buzzing in his ears, he jumped back with almost all his strength.
Fan regretfully held the griffin in his hand.
The crimson blade was extremely dazzling in the snow-white forest.
Caesar's reaction speed was indeed very fast.
Even after receiving such a heavy blow, he could make evasive actions in a hurry. , otherwise this sword of yours would be enough to cut off his head.
Caesar, who had jumped back and landed on the ground, was unable to stand still, and fired a shot at Fan with his backhand.
However, Fan's omniscient vision had already analyzed Caesar's possible movements, so he dodged diagonally to the side just before Caesar fired. .
When fighting against someone with long-range weapons, choosing close combat is the most appropriate choice.
Fan seized the short blank period after Caesar's shot and pounced on Caesar with a sudden attack.
The griffin's red light quickly cut towards Caesar's hand holding the gun, but Caesar pulled the trigger again.
"Ding" a harsh impact sounded, and Caesar's shot accurately hit the gryphon's sword blade.
Fan didn't show any panic at all.
He exerted a little force on his right leg and grabbed Caesar's pistol with his left hand.
"Bang, bang, bang," the constant sound of gunshots shook the snow off countless treetops.
In this close-range fight, it was never a good choice to shoot, but there was no limit to these two people.
Caesar's expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a sarcastic arc.
The three shots he had just fired had left obvious bullet marks on Fan's worn coat, although Fan could still survive each time through the constant twisting of his body and the pulling back and forth of his arms.
The gun body is forced to change the direction of the muzzle, but this extremely energy-consuming method is absolutely impossible to last.
In his opinion, Fan's defeat was inevitable sooner or later.
When it came to playing with guns, the empire's reformers had never lost to other reformers
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