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Chapter 247 Dinner is served!

In an hour and a half, more than half of the superhumans belonging to the New Order team lost more than half, and the entire Champ de Mars became a real battlefield.

There was no media at the scene, and the law enforcement officers who were originally in charge of guarding the outside of the square had retreated across the board. The new isolation line was taken over by the army that had arrived before, and it was set up five kilometers around the Mars Square.

Tens of thousands of property owners and tourists living in this area were evacuated in an emergency. The whole process was extremely smooth, and everyone could see the natural disaster taking place on the Champ de Mars on TV.

The New Order team, from its name, can tell how ambitious the naturalized people in the European Union were at the beginning of their establishment. After they realized that the players were irresistible, they almost immediately made the choice that best suited their own interests.

They wanted to find their place in the new order, and saw the act of naturalization as a rare opportunity to complete their social climb.

In the eyes of many first-generation naturalists, the arrival of players is essentially no different from Europe being almost swallowed by a giant red bear a century ago.

Whether invaders or rulers from different ideologies, their common feature is that they will not abide by the current order and rules, and will smash the existing superstructure into ruins.

Most of the time, in order to reduce the cost of governance, they will choose locals who are willing to cooperate. This has happened countless times in the history of the European Union, and it will continue to do so in the future.

As time went by, the pioneers showed more and more aggressiveness, and after revealing more and more truths, some of the second-generation naturalized people have begun to reflect on what kind of forces they really are. Serve.

But these people are undoubtedly sad. They naturally have original sin and betrayed their own civilization and race. Even if they want to make things right, they have no way out. They can only move forward with their families or companions in a daze.

The more they learned about the power at their disposal, the more desperate these people became. Some chose a path to death, while others made heroic sacrifices and ended their lives in repentance to the entire world.

It was not until the emergence of the Ark organization in recent years that, under the leadership of the Prophet, there were many conflicts with the forces of the pioneers and naturalized people. Only then did many half-hearted naturalized people see a glimmer of light.

They either took the initiative to find the Ark organization, or passively provided convenience for the Ark organization, but the Ark organization has been using its strength to prove that it is fighting hard. It is just a joke, and many naturalized people have entered the "latent" state again .

But today, the flames shining over Paris seem to be telling the world that there is a stubble that can fight tough battles.
The superhuman soldiers of the new order did not pose a great threat to Tang Ji. Those superhumans who had truly awakened their powerful abilities were taken away by the pioneers early on and frozen into the survival cabin in the form of a body.

The superhumans who can be kept in the hands of the naturalized people as pawns on the bright side are either not capable enough or have serious hidden dangers.

For example, the superhuman soldier who can emit deadly beams and cause mass destruction, under the shattered helmet, can vaguely see a severely alienated head, and the entire facial features are shrunk to the center, forming a giant eye the size of a bowl.

A few naturally awakened superhumans are not strong enough to pose a threat to Tang Ji, while most of the soldiers strengthened with the blood of greed are only loaded with low-end abilities such as [cancer recovery] and [rubber skin]. It's superhuman, it's better to say it's an enhanced soldier.

However, they accomplished their task brilliantly, which not only delayed Tang Ji long enough, but also exposed many of Tang Ji's weaknesses.

For example, you can’t fly, and you can only use guns to solve problems when facing flying units; for example, those weird flames on Tang Ji’s body can only exist by attaching to matter.
A pioneer hiding in the dark, while thinking and recording, when he wrote the last item, he glanced at the hideous ghost face that was still majestic and burning without any dimness.

In addition to Tang Ji, there are other superhuman beings who can maintain such a large-scale energy manifestation phenomenon for such a long time, which makes many people have an illusion about the energy reserves that Tang Ji can use.
Is his power limitless? !
Tang Ji emptied the last bullet in the magazine, watched the superhumans who had lost their unified command disperse into several parts, and retreated into the surrounding houses.

He is not interested in hunting the weak, but it is undeniable that these people are qualified soldiers, and they have not completely collapsed on the basis of more than half of the battle damage.

And they could hardly hurt Tang Ji, the bullets couldn't penetrate his [reinforced] dragon scale armor, even though the armor was already scarred.

Most of those weird supernatural abilities were burned by the flames of hatred. The superhuman soldier who threatened Tang Ji the most was just a grenadier who could throw grenades and flash bombs beyond the level of recoilless guns.

The opponent was not only an experienced veteran, but also extremely cautious. Every time he seized the gap between Tang Ji's attacks, he threw explosives or functional projectiles just right into the air about one meter in front of him to explode.

Tang Jiben planned to solve this trouble first, but the other party threw a stone at him during the battle, and a note was tied to it, and the note read in red letters: "Beware of space-based weapons."

When Tang Ji looked at him, he even waved slightly to Tang Ji, as if to confirm the identity of the friend.

But judging from the level of the 74 different throwing objects he threw at Tang Ji, Tang Ji suspected that the note was used to confuse him.
Careful about space-based weapons?

Looking at the Champ de Mars, which had fallen into silence again, he looked up at the sky. At this time, the sun was already hanging at its brightest position, the sky was cloudless, and the air was full of the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Several bright light spots are flashing in the sky, and soon zoomed in before Tang Ji's eyes
"Is that a missile?" As the drones of the media turned their cameras to the sky, some knowledgeable netizens have already sent out barrages with exclamation marks.

"I have to speak out, as a fan of Tang Ji, a senior law enforcement officer, I have been following Tang Ji since he left his job!

As we all know, Enforcer Don is a brutal man, yes, even if I am his fan, I will say so, because we all like to see the picture of him blowing the bad guy's head off with his big revolver!

But today I'm going to dissect Enforcer Don's arch enemy!
From the Red Sun incident, to the terrorist attack in Night City last night, and to everything that happened in Paris today, if we make a series, we will find that there is a mysterious organization that can mobilize not only armed personnel on a global scale, Airplanes, missiles and other heavy weapons!

This is by no means an organization that can be simply defined as a terrorist organization!

I suspect Losas"

A self-media blogger with a beard and a VR helmet staying at home, watched the live broadcast of Paris Square from a high altitude, and the author was drooling live.

As the first few bloggers who followed Tang Ji, Riccardo gained 10,000+ followers as a fanatical supporter of Tang Ji, the law enforcer.

But today, as Tanguy lit a fire in the Mars Square, Riccardo felt that he was going to be on fire this time!
He took out some of the information he had investigated before, supplemented by a large number of guesses based on subjective consciousness, as insider information, and planned to disclose it to netizens.

But when he said the three words Losas, the picture in his helmet suddenly went black.

Depressed, Riccardo took off his helmet, intending to check his network, only to find that the entire room was cut off, and a burnt smell was coming from the living room.

"No! Joe! You're baking bread again, tripping the whole apartment?" Riccardo angrily put on a pajamas: "Do you know how much money I lost! You bastard!"

Joe was his roommate, but that thick-skinned guy wasn't at home at all, and Riccardo realized it the moment he walked out of the bedroom door.

Because a large lump of pitch-like black substance was pouring out along the gap in the router. The moment Riccardo appeared, a human face emerged on its surface, clawing and clawing outwards!

Before Riccardo even had time to react, he was tightly entangled by the mass of black matter, and more hands and feet broke free from it, wrapped Riccardo into a ball and began to drag him back.

Accompanied by bursts of crushing and crushing sounds that made people shiver, Riccardo, who weighed more than [-] kilograms, was stuffed into the small router abruptly.
With seven deafening explosions in a row, the whole of Paris realized that the war on the Champ de Mars was not just a superhuman war.

This piece of square, which has carried hundreds of years of history, almost no longer exists, and even the huge iron tower is constantly shaking in the shock.

But in the end, it survived the attack tenaciously, just like the wars it has experienced before.

Only this time, there was still a layer of gray-black flames outside it, constantly swaying in the turbulent air, and the ferocious ghost face that threatened the whole world was distorted and deformed by the blowing, and its original appearance could hardly be seen.

It wasn't until the wind stopped and the clouds cleared that the ferocious ghost face returned to its original appearance again, but it was even more ferocious.

"The target is not killed." The observer reported: "Perform follow-up actions."

Tang Ji picked a relatively intact marble floor, sat down on it, lit a cigarette for himself, and waited for the surrounding dust to settle.

He coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and was quickly burned by the gray-black flame.

The shamelessness of those players was far beyond Tang Ji's expectations. He looked at the time, and those bastards bombed him twice with missiles in 24 hours!

"TMD, that sucks." Tang Ji felt a little uncomfortable in his lower back, reached out and touched it, and pulled out a short steel bar from there.

He could feel that the wound was healing quickly. If Wu Qianying was here, he would probably drain Tang Ji on the spot and study it from the inside out.

Tang Ji smiled wryly. This was his own choice. Although it was not so rational, the attack from the missile made his mind a little clearer.

But soon, this clearness dissipated with the wind, and he smelled a new smell that belonged to players!
A khaki portal slowly appeared less than 20 meters away from Tang Ji. It was just a small dot at first, and then it grew bigger and bigger like a vortex, and soon expanded into a circle with a diameter of more than two Meters of giant swirling discs.

A face with a hood suddenly poked out from inside, glanced at Tang Ji as if startled, and quickly shrank back.

Only by virtue of that, the portal began to spit out people like Wuling Hongguang in the urban-rural fringe opened the trunk.

One, two, three. A total of fifteen people walked out of the portal!

Tang Ji didn't even need to use bullets to confirm his identity, but he knew that these people were players. Their eyes and demeanor were incompatible with this world.
"Tang Ji." A female superhuman with an oriental face looked at Tang Ji, and suddenly turned into a ten-meter-long python in the next second. With a hissing roar, it shot a stream of venom at Tang Ji!
Stab it!

The flame of hatred played a role. After being purified by the flame, two-thirds of the venom disappeared instantly, but the remaining one-third still existed, falling on the position where Tang Ji was before, corroding the soil.

Apparently, the venom of that python was partly objective.

A superhuman who looked like a clay figurine and was still dropping slag during his movements clasped his hands together and slapped the ground suddenly!

The mud walls were arched like this, and an artificial prison was created in the center of the Mars Square in an instant!
Another superhuman took down a huge bow from behind, and shot dozens of specially-made arrows in all directions in a blink of an eye!
The backs of these arrows were still connected with tough nanowires. When the archer let go, those silk threads became entangled and instantly became a cover covering the sky above the prison.

"I am the child of time, and I will use this as the base point of time to attack my enemy, Tang Ji, in the past and future!" A man holding two daggers said solemnly, and then disappeared in place.

A rare time traveler, but unfortunately his ability is limited. In the LV1 state, he travels to three meters in front and three seconds behind, spanning a time span of six seconds in total.

The owner of this body has invested a lot of energy in this body, but he can't see where the threshold of upgrading is, so he can only use his extremely limited abilities as a heterogeneous assassin.

In the next second, the Time Assassin reappeared on the same spot, with gray-black flames burning all over his body, and nothing but his skeleton remained after being burned without saying a word.

On the other hand, there was a scratch on Tang Ji's face, which healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. He touched his cheek, looked at the player who had built a building in an instant, his mouth drooped slightly, and his tone was slightly joking: "You guys Who's going to sleep in Night City?"

There is no need to answer, and there is no correct answer. To Tang Ji, there is no difference between these players. No matter who caused the red sun incident in Night City at the beginning, this is just a task for the players.

The object of his hatred is the entire player group
"Start with you, Mudman!" The flames covering Tang Ji's body suddenly spread out, expanding outward, igniting three or four superhuman beings who needed supernatural abilities to maintain their own existence.

They didn't even have a chance to show their abilities, just like the children of time, they turned into a group of burning skeletons.
　PS: The group of paintings in China 2098 is really good, friends who are interested can take a look

　　
　
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