"Bold" The soldiers from the military headquarters roared and immediately surrounded the Brahma Tuan.
Most of them did not participate in the core battle area, so they had no way of knowing about Vatican's single-handedly fighting against the Zerg.
And this fact was obviously covered up by someone with intentions, otherwise they would never be what they are now.
"Go away" Inexplicable anger began to affect Fan's brain, just like the unknown rage brought about by the mutant second form.
Fan raised his right hand to push away the obstacle in front of him.
"Arrogant" looked at Fan's outstretched hand.
The soldiers shouted loudly, clenched their fists and rushed out.
When had these elite soldiers of the military, who have always been high-minded, been shouted at like this?
But when their fists were about to hit Fan, they watched helplessly as Fan's body experienced a strange distortion, and then all the attacks hit the empty space.
The feeling of a punch that was empty made many people suddenly He lost his balance and rushed into his teammates.
Bang The dull sound of the blow shook the eardrums of the warriors, and the two warriors blocking Brahma's vision were knocked away like sandbags. bang bang bang More blows sounded like continuous rain, and each punch was impeccable in terms of technique and angle.
The soldiers screamed and flew out of the tent one after another, and the originally small tent suddenly fell into pieces.
Fan grabbed the warrior's neck with one hand.
This elite warrior with a level up to level 4 tried to fight back in a hurry, but Fan grabbed his wrist first.
A strong shock seemed to shake his bones apart, and this shock even disintegrated all his resistance.
Fan twisted his upper body, leaning back slightly, and the strength in his waist and abdomen suddenly concentrated on his arms. drink He roared and threw the warrior in his hand with all his strength.
At close range, Mo Han had no room to dodge.
He could only grunt and catch Fan's throw with both hands.
The soldier was eventually caught by Mohan.
But the way Mo Han looked at Fan changed a little.
The power carried by the warrior's body might not surprise him, but the strange trembling he carried almost caused most of the power condensed in his arms to collapse.
Especially the location of the landing point made him feel like he was unable to use his strength.
In order not to hurt this soldier.
Mohan had to activate his abilities to catch him.
But is this a power that an ordinary person can possess?
In an instant, he defeated nearly ten experienced elite warriors, and even allowed himself to use his abilities.
The premise of all this is that he has not used that black knife.
Mohan's expression immediately became serious.
He couldn't help but recall the scene that happened in the bar earlier.
Looking at it now, Fan still retained his strength at that time.
The unusual movement here quickly attracted a large number of spectators, and most of the wounded military policemen in the wounded area were injured military police soldiers.
And these warriors all know more or less about Brahman's deeds.
In fact, Fan's small camp was already the best in the injured area.
Because there were too many wounded soldiers, most of them lived with several people.
Only Fan lived alone.
This is also the result of the strong persistence of the gendarmerie soldiers.
This is due respect and reward for the benefactor who saved them.
Therefore, when something unexpected happened here, the crowd quickly gathered around him.
"Let's let's let's go."
Several military police soldiers pushed their way out of the way, and the second lieutenant with a broken arm walked out of it.
When he looked into the field.
He immediately said to the soldiers beside him: "Go and find Lord Dilier, quickly" The soldiers were ordered to leave immediately.
Never mind the indignation of the audience.
The anger in Fan's heart became more and more vigorous, as if as long as Mohan did not fall, his anger would not be relieved.
Looking at Fan Na's angry eyes, Mo Han shouted loudly: "You are openly defying the military, do you want to rebel?"
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"I want to rebel, haha."
Fan smiled coldly, "Then do you want to die?"
His last sentence was almost a roar, and his unrestrained anger made his roar like a volcano erupting.
Mohan's face suddenly became distorted.
He was so insulted in front of so many people, and the person who insulted him didn't even have a qualified imperial status.
This made his anger reach its peak, and he slowly took off his white gloves.
Revealing unusually strong fingers.
So there is no need for any meaningless communication, fighting and blood between the two.
That's the only thing they want now.
The two kneeled down almost at the same time and rushed towards each other like cannonballs.
The fists clashed with each other, making constant roaring sounds.
This kind of close-quarters combat without weapons was the most cruel.
Mohan has already activated his abilities, and the enhanced power makes every punch he makes produce a roaring sound.
"Damn you bitch, what qualifications do you have to be my opponent?"
Mohan roared loudly.
The vigorous power gave him more confidence.
He wanted to make this annoying guy feel what a modified person can have.
Real power.
So he punched out, and his swollen and muscular muscles were terrifying.
Bang The fists intersected and another deafening explosion was heard.
Fan Deng stepped back a few steps to buffer the powerful reaction force.
Although his new power was stronger than most transformed people, it was not as good as a full-time power system.
Compared to transforming people, he is still far behind.
Mu Han smiled coldly and disdainfully.
With one successful blow, he quickly put aside his previous doubts.
No matter how weird his opponent's fighting skills were, he could completely crush him by relying on pure strength.
"Bitch, don't you want me to die?
Then show me all your skills or do you think this is your full strength?"
"It's just a waste."
Mohan said slowly and mockingly.
Fan slowly raised his lowered head, and a deeper cold light suddenly flashed in his dark pupils.
Trembling, trembling all over the body, limbs, body.
Bang He rushed forward without any warning, leaving a half-foot-deep footprint on the ground.
His high-speed right fist accurately hit Mohan's face, sending him flying instantly without giving him any time to react.
"You are the waste."
Fan said coldly.
Originally, he just wanted to test what level of pure power he possessed, but now, he had a clear understanding and no need to waste time.
"I'm going to kill you."
Mohan, who was hit in the face, lost control of his emotions.
He climbed up from the ground crazily, roared and rushed towards Fan desperately.
The fully expanded muscles made his body taller in vain, and the blue blood vessels were like giant earthworms that were constantly squirming.
Mohan has completely released all his power.
The wind stirred up by the fierce momentum caused pain in the cheeks of the soldiers who were very close.
Mohan is like an angry and galloping buffalo, and Van is the opponent he is about to tear apart.
Faced with such a fierce attack, Fan suddenly stopped.
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He took a deep breath and spread out his steps flatly, his eyes as cold as ice.
"Death" Mo Han roared violently, and his fists suddenly thrust out like the sharp horns of a buffalo.
Bang bang Extremely powerful double probing steps, everything is so incredibly fast Mohan was a sure blow.
It was so empty
At this moment, Mo Han's eyes suddenly burst into incredible shock, "It's impossible how you can fight with the Empire?"
His words were still stuck in his throat, and the sudden pain on his back turned all his words into miserable howls.
Fan's left arm became an elbow, and it stabbed deeply into Mohan's back. boom Muhan fell heavily to the ground and completely lost his fighting power for a while.
"A useless piece of trash with no strength."
Looking at Mohan who fell to the ground with his face covered, Fan mocked without concealment.
At the same time, he glanced coldly at the military soldiers who were huddled aside.
These soldiers were frightened by Fan's gaze and took a few steps back.
Fan groaned and started to leave.
"Careful!"
was followed by a thunderous sound of gunfire.
The originally silent crowd immediately became excited.
Mohan held a pistol in both hands, and the black barrel was pointed straight at Fan's back, just from the exaggerated shape of the pistol.
You can judge its power from this.
Mohan's expression was nothing but crazy, and his fingers never stopped from the moment he pulled the trigger.
The crowd immediately dispersed in confusion, because innocent soldiers had been hit by bullets.
The hit soldiers lost their breath on the spot and turned into a pool of bloody corpses.
"Death, die, die," Mohan yelled crazily, the rapidly moving figure constantly calibrating the muzzle of his gun.
He didn't care at all whether he would accidentally injure others.
He just wanted to let this untouchable who insulted him die.
The continuous fires never stopped.
More and more people fell under the erupting flames.
A bullet with clear tail inflammation was about to hit Fana's body, which was constantly moving and dodging.
At the critical moment, Fan suddenly twisted his body.
He bent sideways in a movement that would never be possible for ordinary people.
It was this strange movement that allowed him to instantly avoid a fatal blow.
Just because he could avoid bullets didn't mean that others could too.
Behind him was the second lieutenant with a broken arm.
It was also the caution he had shouted to Fan early in the morning.
At this moment, the second lieutenant was struggling to hold a revolver horizontally.
It was better to say it was a pistol than a hand cannon.
It had an exaggeratedly large muzzle and an unusually long barrel.
The dark gun body absorbed all the surrounding light sources.
However, this pistol is obviously too heavy and too large.
It can only be held by two hands, and it is obviously difficult for the second lieutenant who has broken his arm to use it.
It was the heavy pistol that hindered his movement, or in other words, he didn't want to move at all, he wanted to "save" Fan.
"Get down!"
Fan yelled.
At this critical moment, he took half a step forward like lightning.
His strong and direct fighting pace gave him a slight advantage at this moment.
He pulled the second lieutenant's body to fall sideways.
Go, the bullet barely missed the second lieutenant's left side and shot out.
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If his left arm hadn't been broken, this shot would have killed him.
Because the exploding bullet would not burst his arm tightly, it would probably shatter his lungs.
This sudden half-step obviously caused some damage to Fan's body.
His injuries are far from healed, and the battle just now consumed a lot of energy.
Such a battle pace that consumes a lot of physical energy, the number of times he can use it in a battle Obviously it's limited.
Fan, who pulled the second lieutenant backwards, did not relax for even a second.
He took the giant revolver from the second lieutenant's hand.
As soon as he took the gun, the heavy weight immediately made Fan understand why the second lieutenant's action of holding the gun was so difficult.
It weighs ten kilograms, which makes people wonder what materials it is made of.
The barrel, which is as long as a forearm, is obviously not very ergonomic, because the shift in the center of gravity will make precise aiming very difficult. difficulty.
But aiming is a joke to Fan.
His new body allowed him to adapt to the exaggerated weapon immediately.
He held the handle of the gun tightly with both hands, and the short aiming at close range was completed in an instant. . boom It was like the thunder of a grenade exploding, the sonic boom that caught people off guard, and even caused a brief tinnitus in Fan's ears.
The thick and dazzling gun flames even covered the sun, and Fan's pupils shrank to a point due to the strong light.
The powerful power brought an even more terrifying recoil.
The bodies of the two were pushed nearly one meter.
Fan's wrist almost failed to hold the pistol tightly.
In fact, if it weren't for the instinctive spontaneous vibration of the wrist, the recoil force was quickly dispersed throughout the body.
The pistol is definitely out of hand now.
This made Fan shocked by the power of this pistol, and at the same time he gained a new understanding of the vibrations in his body.
After a long time, Fan finally stood up.
He rubbed his numb wrist and looked at the smoldering pit in the center.
The hole is half a meter deep.
Is it really the power that a pistol can produce?
The bloody pieces of flesh exploded all over the ground, as well as the charred tissue that was black and smelly.
This is exactly the power that small artillery shells can have.
Is this really a pistol?
Fan couldn't help but ask again.
He looked at his right hand seriously and solemnly, and kicked the white glove on the edge of the crater in
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