I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 169 Information Confirmation
Toda Heihachi took a step back. Beside him, the see-through glasses had lost their function forever.

A bullet first penetrated the wall, and then knocked away the skull above the cheekbones together with the soft tissue, the remaining reaction of the brain made the glasses boy open his mouth wide, sticking out his tongue and roaring silently.

This sudden accident made the entire high school student team stunned, everyone held their breath, and then looked at Toda Heihachi, the nominal captain.

The arrogance in Toda Heihachi's heart was ignited. The only time he failed after awakening was at the hands of the team leader Naoki Kitagawa. When will bullets scare him? !

Toda Heihachi let out a loud shout, ignoring the fact that the organization has always emphasized not to hurt Aranobu Raisan, the two swords were perpendicular to the ground, and instantly swung a fissure rain!
Bah!
Another bullet, carrying a faint, hard-to-find gray-black flame, pierced straight through the corridor full of spatial cracks.

The bullets passed through one crack after another, as if they didn't exist at all, and they continued to enlarge in Toda Heihachi's eyes.

His short and shallow life was turned into memories, and it was over in an instant before his eyes. There was almost no content worth nostalgia except bullying.

Toda Heihachi, who always thought he was the center of the world, was headshot cleanly without even having the chance to say a last word.

As usual with Tang's style, there are almost no dead bodies under the gun.

Although the remaining auxiliary superhumans had a little bit of fighting power, the two strongest people in the team were killed by this person without making a sound, and their morale immediately collapsed.

A few half-grown children seemed to finally realize that they had done something wrong. They should have been good babies in school instead of being mixed into the cruel world of adults.

Everything in the past is like passing smoke, a vain dream, but now, the smoke has cleared, and the dream has woken up.

All that was left for them was cold bullets.

Tang Ji was like a turkey, turning these high school students into corpses through the wall. He predicted the position based on his voice and footsteps. Why was the glasses guy who died first?

It was because Wang Zhengdao suddenly appeared to take the pink-haired girl away, and then brought Tang Ji back suddenly, which made him cry out in surprise. Only he saw what happened inside through the wall, so he died first.

Then there is Toda Heihachi, he shouldn't shout loudly to give himself momentum, otherwise Tang Ji will give him some more time to prepare.

As for the rest, when they started to flee in a panic, their footsteps were as loud as trolls in the forest.

For the one who escaped the farthest, Tang Ji's bullet penetrated three walls, traveled in a straight line, and hit her lower abdomen. The bullet had little power left, but it was still enough to roll over in the target's abdominal cavity.

"Team leader Naoki, save me, save me, I don't want to die!" The girl who was shot in the end was a rare spiritual superhuman who could share the target's five senses with herself.

The longer she is shared, the stronger her influence on the target becomes, and she can even give orders to the target if she can continue sharing for more than 20 days.

The target will not be aware of any abnormalities throughout the process, and will regard the influence from the girl as his subconscious mind. The girl uses this ability to make her high school the school with the highest suicide rate in the whole neon.

She once called herself a witch, unscrupulously using her abilities to deprive the lives of those she hated, and regarded this as a natural law of nature.

Her favorite thing is to watch those people affected by her walk to the rooftop step by step, lean forward slowly, and finally fall down the stairs under the influence of gravity.

And she will end her influence on the target at this time, stand on a certain floor, and complete the final line of sight with the victim at the window.

At that moment, the confusion, hatred in the eyes of the victim, and the pleading that finally appeared were her sweetest harvest.

But now, she is also dying, begging for life from a more powerful person, completely unaware of who hurt her, just like those victims who are controlled by her and are on the verge of irreparable fall.

Naoki Kitagawa didn't respond to her, the witch felt life passing along the wound in her abdomen, and the coldness she had never felt was freezing her consciousness little by little.

The witch's eyes widened unwillingly, she firmly believed that the person who hurt her would appear before her death with a victorious smile.

Maybe at that time I can persuade the other party to change their mind, after all my ability is very useful.
The witch just opened her eyes wide and lost the breath of life. Until the last moment, she still stubbornly believed that everyone should be like her—born evil and harboring hatred.

"I didn't expect us to meet so soon, San." Tang Ji looked at San Dao Yingfu. He had memorized too many names of neon people this afternoon, but he couldn't remember this name right on his lips.

Fortunately, Santao is a master of communication, especially in the current situation, his attitude is even more low, and he reminded him very respectfully: "I am the head of the special department of Araba Group, Santao."

"Thank you for your help! I will definitely remember your kindness!" San Dao Yingfu took a sensitive look at Wang Zhengdao beside Tang Ji, and blurted out good words like money, for fear that this thick life-saving straw would disappear out of thin air.

"This is the heir of the Arban Group, Araba Laixuan." San Daoyingfu has read Tang Ji's information, and the psychological team has also analyzed the character of this famous terrorist. He is afraid that his name is not famous enough, so he quickly pulls Same as Shanghuangban Laixuan: "For the sake of Neon and the stability of the entire world order, please help me protect the safety of Lai Xuanjun! Please!"

"On behalf of the entire Arabata Group Special Division, I promise you that after this matter is over, I will definitely give you a satisfactory reward!" Sandao Yingfu kept bowing, he was really guilty of this accident.

He was one of the few people in the Araba Group who knew about the relationship between Matsutomo Denko and the Araba Group, so he was completely unaware that his trip would be in danger this time.

Lai Xuan, who was in a daze all the way, knew nothing about Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao who suddenly appeared, but his experience told him that he was right to listen to the insiders at this time, and he bowed to the end, saying: " please!"

"I charge a lot." Tang Ji pointed to Miwako who seemed to be in a bad situation in the corner: "I want her."

"No!" Arban Laixuan subconsciously stopped, but Tang Ji didn't intend to ask for their opinions at all, and winked at Wang Zhengdao.

Wang Zhengdao, who was bored picking his ears, disappeared instantly, as if he had split into two people, and appeared behind Sandao Yingfu and Araba Laixuan, and knocked them unconscious with two hand knives.

Then Wang Zhengdao disappeared into the room with two unconscious people, and Alia helped them identify 23 unoccupied apartments within a radius of five kilometers, which could be used as hiding places.

When Wang Zhengdao went to these places, he didn't need to pass by the cameras, he didn't need to go in and out, and he didn't leave any traces. Even Matsuyou Electric has completely fallen for the naturalized people, and it will take weeks of investigation to find them.

"Miss Meihezi, it seems that we have to talk again, I know you can speak Federal language." Tang Ji walked over and picked Meihezi out from under the body, took out a green injection from his arms, and stuck it in Where her chest is near her heart.

Miwako, who was a little confused at first, cheered up in an instant. The effect of the mysterious potion of the Lazarus Group is as outstanding as the potion in myths and legends. In the true sense, as long as you are not dead, it can bring you back.

"What do you want to know?" Mei Hezi's face was a little pale, the effect of the medicine not only made her conscious, but also instantly expelled the effect of the previous anesthetic.

Two huge traumatic wounds, a constant reminder of how bad she was.

"I like to get straight to the point. I want to know where that player is." Tang Ji admired Carl Weller's nonsense ability in his heart. You will never be able to guess the reason for this chain of random events.

What if I hadn't killed Yong Cao Shiro at that time?What if I didn't agree with Karl Wille to go to the casino to pass the time?What if I didn't meet with the Iron Lotus Brotherhood?

Will luck and fate bring you different results?As a person who directly felt the ability of Mr. Lucky, Wu Qianying asked Tang Ji to write down all these questions and go back and tell her.

Tang Ji felt that these problems might make her Wu Qianying's fortune move back a few millimeters, but for him, the effort of turning around and farting about these things is a thing of the past.

"I can't tell you!" Miwako was about to show off her professionalism when she was interrupted by Tang Ji.

"Don't waste time, Ms. Meihezi." Tang Ji pointed to his face: "Look at me, and then look at the prince of the Araban Group and his intelligence chief. They know the news and can only hold a meeting to study it. Study the meeting and decide what to do in response."

"And you just need to tell me a name, it would be even better if there is an address, and in the next second, I will disappear in front of your eyes." Tang Ji made an explosive gesture: "Wait until you hear from me again At that time, that player no longer exists, understand?"

"I am the final solution to the players." Tang Ji closed his palms together, his tone like a sword.

"This is something that needs to be seriously considered! This matter is of great importance." Mei Hezi was interrupted by Tang Ji again.

"There is no need to think about it anymore. For you, this is big news like a bolt from the blue, but for us, this is our daily routine." Tang Ji explained: "Find players or take refuge in their naturalized , Then I knock on the door, send a blessing bullet, and repeat.”

"This is not the first contact, Miss Meihezi." Tang Ji said as he reloaded the prelude. He had already heard footsteps approaching outside, and the gunshots belonging to the special class operation team had completely disappeared.

"Our two sides have already entered a state of war. This matter is not as complicated as you think. It's just a matter of life and death." Tang Ji suddenly shot and killed an assaulter through the door: "Every battle we fought before it's the same."

"It's just that this time, your opponent is very difficult to kill. Sometimes you may have to work harder to completely kill him." Tang Ji frowned, because after the assaulter behind the door fell, he stubbornly stood up.

He was sure that the bullet pierced the opponent's body armor, but it was an indisputable fact that the person outside the door got up again.

[Cancer Recovery], this ability that has almost become the calling card of the naturalized person, appeared on the members of the Iron Lotus Brotherhood. Obviously this organization is closer to that side than I imagined.

Tang Ji listened to the sound of the shot victim slowly crawling backwards behind the door. When he closed his eyes and listened carefully, he could even hear the subtle sound of the open wound trying to heal.

At this distance, although he cannot see directly, other senses are sufficient to replace the eyes.

A gray-white bullet was filled into the cylinder by Tang Ji, and gray-black flames surrounded the gun body. Tang Ji smiled excitedly and pulled the trigger.

The gray-black flame wrapped around the yellow-white flame, leaving a trail of white smoke in the air, penetrating the door panel, and hitting the wounded man again.

Accompanied by a burst of inhuman wailing, a pungent smell came from behind the door. The white phosphorus bomb mixed with the flame of hatred was a gift prepared by Tang Ji for these flesh and blood revived.

The former can block the ability of [cancer recovery] to a certain extent, while the latter itself is a cruel weapon made against carbon-based organisms, which can burn flesh and carbonize wounds. Even cancer cells cannot withstand such a double blow.

"Listen, there are their people outside the door." Tang Ji looked at Mei Hezi: "Naturalized people are almost everywhere, but it will take seven days for other players to enter our world again. The player in your hands is the only one right now." Players who stay in our world."

"Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. This is the only chance we have to capture the player alive." Tang Ji pulled Miwako away from the direction of the door, and a series of bullets penetrated the poor door and hit the opposite wall.

"I have many ways to obtain your memory, and the trick you played at Yongcao Shiro has no effect on me." Tang Ji pointed to his head: "Memory is not safe in front of many superhumans. I I'm wasting time here just out of respect for you."

"I appreciate your performance in Yongcao Shiro, but my patience is limited." Tang Ji fired again, penetrated the wall, and hit the gunman who fired before.

"I can tell you, but you must bring me with you!" Mei Hezi did not continue to hesitate, but whispered to Tang Ji: "I must make sure that you are doing the right thing."

"I promise you." Tang Ji readily agreed, not caring about how many cannon fodder there were.

Miwako didn't waste time, she whispered close to Tang Ji's ear: "I believe you, Demon City, Zhuosuan Network Service Company, Kakarfu."

Tang Ji finally showed a sincere smile: "In return, I will reimburse you for the cost of installing the prosthesis."

The next second, Wang Zhengdao reappeared. He had already placed the two burdens in two different apartments. It is estimated that by the time they woke up, the group of them would have returned to Night City.

"Where are we going now?" Wang Zhengdao asked, putting his hands on their shoulders.

"We're going straight to the end!"

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