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Chapter 181: Precise


Dilier was in a very bad mood.

This bad mood had lasted for several months since the day she was sent to the wilderness.

After being repatriated from Yama to the empire, Dilier's mission failed again and she could no longer gain the trust of the empire's top officials.

Her family also gave up on her, so she was assigned to guard the barren frontier.

The dry climate of the borderlands left its due mark on Dilier's body.

Her originally fair and breakable skin turned into a wheat color under the scorching sun for several months, and her original tight-fitting clothes were exposed.

His battle attire has also become the straight and formal imperial uniform he has today.

Even her black hair, which once reached her waist, was now trimmed to a neat short length at her ears.

She joined the Imperial Military Police.

The Imperial Military Police, a name that sounds very fancy, actually has very little energy in this department.

In this world where strength is respected, the law has always been used to restrict people at the bottom of society.

For those powerful reformers, the law has always been dispensable.

When the Gendarmerie was first established, it was originally intended to restrain reformed people.

However, as time passed, its powers were greatly reduced, so that it could only be used to supervise ordinary people.

Because powerful talents will always flow into the imperial department, this led to the military police being out of work for a time, until today's decline.

Looking at the dilapidated bar in front of her, Dilier could only endure it silently.

Before she was sent to the frontier, how often did she need to patronize such a place?

However, for her now, this bar is this frontier.

The best building in town.

Originally, the Zerg's increasingly excessive and abnormal behavior had already given Dilier, who was responsible for arranging and caring for the people, a headache.

Mohan's sudden arrival made her even more irritated.

The war in the borderlands is intense.

The military police are not only responsible for maintaining the safety of the citizens of the empire, but also responsible for resisting the harassment and invasion of the Zerg.

As a high-level mutant, Diliel will certainly not be afraid of these Zerg, but the other soldiers of the Military Police cannot be like her.

And Dilier can't always take the lead, she must lead the battlefield.

So she needs powerful warriors to fill the vacancies on the battlefield.

There is no doubt about Mohan's strength, and he came specifically to support Dilier, but it was precisely because of this that Dilier felt particularly irritated.

As half of his own race, Mo Han has shown unreasonable admiration for Di Lier from a long time ago, but he was sternly rejected by Di Lier.

In view of Di Lier's noble status, Mu Han could only swallow his anger.

But things are different now.

Dili'er, who was sent to the borderlands, no longer has her former identity.

Even her family deliberately alienated her.

Muhan, whose abilities and identity are no longer what they used to be, is a presence that she can no longer drive away.

Therefore, she needs a powerful helper like Mohan, but it is not Mohan himself.

At this time, the white glove was slowly falling along Fan's cheek, and everyone could clearly feel an emotion, which was suppressed strong anger.

There was only a soft popping sound, and the wine glass in Fan's hand broke into pieces.

"Mohan, you have crossed the line."

Dilier finally walked out.

How to solve the current matter could only be decided in her mind.

The simplest solution was to detain Fan on the spot.

But when she stood in front of Fan at close range, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Dilier tightened her neatly trimmed eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?"

"K."

Fan replied calmly.

There was still suppressed anger in his tone.

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"K."

Dilier muttered in a low voice.

Fan's voice felt very familiar to her, but she could not find this strange name in her memory.

"Where are you from" "Bian Huang."

"He lied" Mohan suddenly said.

Di Lier suddenly turned her head sternly, "Mohan, I am dealing with official business.

Please control your behavior."

After Di Lier said this, even she was in a daze.

She didn't know why.

He would suddenly lose control of his emotions and use such a harsh tone.

Mu Han's complexion turned livid in an instant.

Even his subordinates couldn't help but become restless, but he still stopped the restless subordinates.

Dilly took a deep breath.

After sorting out his emotions, he said, "Traveller.

You said you are from the borderlands, but where is your identification?"

"Lost."

Faced with such a crude excuse, Dilier was stunned.

No matter how much she intended to excuse Fan, she could not find any reason for the moment.

"Hmph."

Mo Han sneered and snorted.

Dilier hesitated for a moment and then suddenly asked, "Where did you throw it?"

Even Vatican himself was stunned when asked such a question, so what about other people?

So Mohan's complexion could no longer be described as livid.

Dilier would never speak to anyone in such a tone, including him, but she had devoted too much patience to a guy with such an ugly face.

I don't know why.

Either jealous or angry, Muhandu decided not to tolerate it anymore.

So he winked at one of his subordinates without leaving any trace, and this imperial cyborg warrior with a level as high as fourth level came out immediately.

"What are you going to do?"

Dilier wanted to reach out to block the warrior, but Mohan's hand was faster and stronger than hers.

"Dilir, he is just performing official duties.

The military has the right to arrest anyone of unknown origin."

Mohan snorted.

"You" Dilier was speechless for a moment.

"He's just a bitch with no identity, you don't need to make such a fuss."

Mohan added coldly and demonstratively, and then turned his attention to Fan.

"Hey, you're angry."

The soldier who came out was grinning lightly at this time, without any nervousness.

He is a perceptual cybernetic warrior, and he even accepted the transformation of some mutant genes.

In his perceptual world, The extremely ugly guy in front of him is at best an ordinary person with some strength.

He can't sense any energy fluctuations at all.

Fan clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed because someone was holding his collar in his hands.

"You bitch, if you can't produce proof of identity, get out of here and go to the Military Justice Department."

The soldier stepped up his strength again.

Faced with such insults, Fan suddenly lost his anger and uttered two words extremely calmly, "Let go."

"What did you say?"

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The soldier exaggeratedly pressed his face against Fan's mouth.

"I said, let it go."

The soldier laughed before he could make a sound.

The severe pain in his heart made him give up all resistance.

Fan struck him in the face with a fierce punch like a thunder hammer, almost breaking his neck. bone Bang The soldier screamed and flew into the bar.

The remaining warriors' eyes twitched suddenly, and they touched their necks in sympathy.

"I hate trouble, don't force me."

Fan Ru said coldly.

"How dare you attack the emperor and handcuff him to me?"

Mo Han was furious.

The remaining warriors rushed forward immediately, and some even took out alloy blades.

Faced with such attacks, Fan's expression became serious.

With both fists and kicks on the left and right, the simple and direct military fighting skills were perfectly displayed in such a small space.

Fan was like a windy boat, rising and falling on the rough sea.

But it still stands A warrior was eager for success and punched a little too hard.

There was a tiny loophole in the empty door that he had tightly guarded.

This loophole did not attract the soldier's attention.

But two fingers that came together accurately penetrated his hole and stabbed his chest hard.

The soldier's breathing was messed up when his chest was attacked, and the rhythm of the attack stopped.

At this moment, two fingers hit his chest again, and the precise point was exactly the same as the last time.

Difference The soldier immediately covered his chest in pain, and then was kicked away by a flying kick.

There was nothing fancy about this kick, it was just simple and direct.

As soon as this warrior fell, a large number of loopholes appeared in the battle circle of the imperial soldiers.

Fan was not in a hurry, but while successfully defending, he "sewed" these loopholes in sequence.

There was no beauty in his fighting methods, and they were even out of routine.

When he lost his memory, he also forgot his former fighting skills.

It's just that although his movements are crude, they are so precise that they can be described as terrifying, like a machine that never makes mistakes.

The soldiers flew backwards one by one.

Sometimes even they themselves didn't know why they were knocked away.

They were very frustrated.

The opponent's moves were obviously crude and unsightly, but they just couldn't stop his counterattack.

Although Fan's counterattacks were few in number, they were always fatal.

Not only were they terrifyingly precise, but they were also surprisingly powerful.

A soldier who landed after being knocked away was still unwilling to accept it.

He actually took out his pistol and pointed the deep barrel straight at Fan's body.

It's just that he was destined to have no chance to pull the trigger.

In a flash of cold light, a sharp alloy blade accurately penetrated his wrist and severed his tendon.

From beginning to end, he never used any ability, or in other words, he had no ability at all

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