I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 95 Appetite
"Open the door and be careful with our goods. The big boss said that we can get a job in the Adventist Sect after it's done." The gun-wielding mercenary leaned lazily on the carriage and knocked on the door: "Just take the money Great job without work!"

"Don't be kidding, captain, I don't want to join any descendant sect, I believe in God." The driver muttered, but was laughed at by others.

"Bullshit God, the sect of the Advent sent you money, do you get money if you believe in God?" The mercenary who was sitting in the co-pilot opened the door of the car: "I think you are He."

An iron hand dragged the mercenary directly into the carriage, and the next second there was the sound of bones breaking in the carriage.

"Fuck! Ronnie! Shoot! Shoot!" The mercenary captain knew that he was catching a ruthless character this time, and he didn't want to take the risk of seeing the life and death of his subordinates, so he took the lead in firing at the carriage.

The other mercenaries didn't hesitate either. Hundreds of bullets pierced through the carriage. No matter what was inside, they were all dead now.

"My lord, it is your security team that is firing." A few hundred meters away, Nicholas, who came with the escort vehicle, heard the sound of firing and confirmed the situation by phone.

The sweaty Nicholas only hesitated for a second, then patted the driver on the shoulder; "Go to the airport, my child."

His voice was so weak, and so was his body, that his clothes were soaked in sweat and the seat was slipping under his ass.

In the dream just now, the lady was also very interested in his captives, and Nicholas had known this for a long time. The lady was interested in everything that the descendants were interested in, so she notified the other party temporarily.

Sure enough, the lady was very satisfied with her initiative, and when she went to check on the prisoner, she even gave herself a happy dream last time.

Nicholas is not young anymore. Although modern technology can keep him masculine, but the passing of time is passing, and some things still feel a little bit lacking.

That lady is different. In the dream, Nicholas can be Schwarzenegger or Stallone, even if he wishes to have a 40-meter-long sword, he can achieve it. ,

What's more, the dream of pleasure provided by that lady far exceeds that of any woman in the world. A person like Nicholas feels that even if he dies in the dream one day, it is worth it.

But today, the dream of joy turned into a nightmare. Just as Nicholas entered the state, the opponent in the dream suddenly ignited a gray flame, and the flame burned from the dream into reality like tarsal maggots.

A sharp pain made him frowned. ,
Nicholas didn't know what happened, but the lady suddenly lost her response. There must be some accident, and it must have something to do with the captive.

But now, there was still gunfire, and Nicholas didn't want to risk his life. That man was too wrong, and the descendant was not interested in him because he was handsome.

Thousands of kilometers away, in an old apartment in a border city of the Federation, a woman who was not well-dressed but had a passable appearance was sitting on a chair, staring at her wrist.

There was a scorched black mark on her wrist, which was where Tang Ji had grabbed her in the dream.

"What the hell are you? Why are those outsiders interested in you?" The woman's fingers scratched the scorched marks, and it didn't hurt, but the touch was like bark: "Did the prophet know in advance what is special about you? That old woman, It’s annoying to always be one step ahead.”

She is the master of dreams, and whenever night falls, she can wander in the dreams, like a king, like a god, and can wantonly search for the little secrets hidden in the heart of dream builders.

But in the daytime, she is still a marginal person, relying on compensation money and the occasional flesh and blood business to eke out a living.

Until fourteen months ago, she gradually mastered her abilities at a deeper level. To a certain extent, she can change other people's dreams, stimulate their senses, play with their psychology, and even implant her own will into their thoughts .

Although the latter requires a long time of preparation, once successful, she is no different from a master above her own will to the other party.

Just when she thought she could usher in a new life completely, she discovered the existence of the prophet in a certain dream.

The woman named Prophet, and her Ark organization, are secretly looking for her traces. In her early dream-building behavior, she was not careful enough and left too many traces.

But her profession is the best cover. No one would have thought that a woman who lived in a cheap apartment and relied on selling her appearance would be the master of that dream.

The woman carefully concealed herself, and then reversely monitored the Ark organization through dreams, through which she learned many secrets.

But she really wished she wasn't so curious. The existence of players also made her feel like a thorn in her throat. She followed the Ark organization to find the sect of the descendants and the naturalized ones, but she couldn't touch the players.

Those people never seem to dream, she can only use her ability to guide those believers of the naturalized and descendant sects to observe the players for herself.

Her ability makes her far more efficient than the Ark organization. Inuoya and Nicholas are just one of the pawns in her hands, and there are more pawns who don't even know that the idea that she occasionally jumps out comes from her.

The Dream Lord believes that if there is enough time, she will be the ultimate winner of this game, but the problem is that there is not enough time, and the players will return in a few months, and there will be more players in the future.

The master of dreams is very angry. She should be the king of this era, but the appearance of the player makes her have to stay in the apartment, eat junk fast food, and wait for the opportunity to come.

Tang Ji used the body of the dead mercenary as a shield in front of him, and lay flat in the carriage. The body and the body armor on the body became his best cover, and a few bullets with good angles were also caught by Tang Ji's iron hand. blocked.

But those mercenaries were not fools. As the firepower continued to fade, Tang Ji judged by the sound of their footsteps that they were dividing into two teams, planning to form a V-shaped formation and shoot at both sides of the vehicle at the same time.

These mercenaries have either suffered from those with the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, or they have seen this ability, and they have no intention of taking the risk to see the situation.

Soon someone used an impact hammer to smash a hole in the riddled carriage, a shock bomb was thrown in, and the hole was blocked with a shield in the next second.

Tang Ji suddenly stretched out his iron hand to hold the shock bomb, and stuffed it under the corpse!
BOOM!

Tang Ji only felt the vibration along the prosthesis all the way to his shoulder. The shock made half of his body numb, and even the corpse trembled.

However, the strong light and noise that should have been caused by the shock bombs have been reduced sharply due to the incomplete fragmentation of the bombs. Tang Ji raised his hand to look at the prosthesis, and his fingers and wrists were still able to move flexibly.

"You are really my old buddy!" Tang Ji smiled with satisfaction, pulled out the mercenary's weapon, punched through the compartment above the bomb hole, and grabbed the edge of the explosion-proof shield.

Tang Ji determined the precise position of the enemy holding the shield by relying on the enemy's breathing and shouting, and then glanced at the body armor style worn by the corpse on the ground, adjusted the direction of the gun, and shot the bullet into the enemy's unarmed body across the carriage. Guard position.

Two, Tang Ji let go of the shield, picked up the corpse again, sprinted a few steps and knocked out the truck directly from the door!
After landing, Tang Ji quickly rolled back, twisted his body on the ground, and rolled under the truck, avoiding the enemy's bullets.

When he was in the carriage, he had already determined the enemy's position, raised his hand and shot through the sole of the enemy's foot on the right side of the truck. That was their gunner. Only his bullets could penetrate the truck, the body, and the body armor successively. , the greatest threat.

Tang Ji did not immediately kill the fallen mercenary, but quickly rolled and crawled out from the opposite side, picking up the explosion-proof shield just now.

He squatted halfway on the ground, and the explosion-proof shield was inclined at a 45-degree angle to the ground. At this time, the only fireman who could penetrate the shield was lying on the ground, and there was only a truck between him and other enemies who wanted to attack him. Go around on both sides again.

Tang Ji moved forward steadily, searching for the enemy through the observation window. He first bypassed the truck and killed the crawling fireman with one shot. Then he gave up the rifle in his hand and picked up the light machine gun of the fireman.

The saber-toothed tiger squad machine gun produced by Military Technology is another weapon with no characteristics but no shortcomings. It is just like the traditional style of Military Technology, and it is popular in the arms industry.

The prosthesis allowed Tang Ji to easily control the saber-toothed tiger's recoil for 3 miles, and he could maintain a certain degree of accuracy even when shooting with one hand.

Soon, the mercenary team with a total number of only 11 left behind six corpses and fled the scene by car.

Until the end of the entire firefight, when Nikolai privately invested in the construction of the research institute for the study of superhumans, and by the way, for the detention of Tang Ji, no one came out to check it out.

The research institute disguised as a warehouse is like a real warehouse, there is no response, only the red light of the monitor hanging above the gate is flashing.

Tang Ji was on guard carefully, and his intuition told him that this place was already safe, but the sudden quiet environment made Tang Ji feel a little unreal.

Everything on his body was taken away, and Wang Zhengdao could not be contacted. Tang Ji frowned as he looked at the unmoving warehouse door, fired several shots at the door lock, and blew up the camera with another shot.

Tang Ji didn't know what plan they had for transporting him here, but after all, everyone was here, wouldn't it appear that the host was not hospitable if he didn't go in and take a look?

He kicked open the door, and there were a lot of supplies piled up inside. It looked no different from an ordinary warehouse, but in the middle of the warehouse, an elevator that was hidden in the same color as the wall was constantly switching on and off, and a guard's body was stuck in the elevator. center of the door.

Tang Ji held up his shield, guarding against possible attacks from left and right, and approached the elevator. The guard looked as if he was asleep, without any external injuries, but he was no longer breathing.

He pushed the body into the elevator. There were only two buttons on the panel, the first floor and the negative floor. Tang Ji pressed the negative floor, and the elevator was finally closed and went down quickly.

Tang Ji calculated the time and speed of the elevator going down. The basement floor is about seven or eight meters deep from the ground. Considering the size of the warehouse on the ground, the underground base will not be very large.

Ding!
The elevator door opened, and Tang Ji cautiously checked around with his shield and gun. After confirming that there was no one there, he dragged the body of the guard out, and it was still lying in the middle of the elevator door.

After walking through a corridor, Tang Ji finally saw the security guards who were supposed to 'greet' him in advance. About [-] heavily armed security guards lost their lives in their posts as if they were asleep.

Judging from the surrounding layout, Tang Ji guessed that this is the research institute to which the Adventist Sect belongs. Although it is very simple, it basically has all the necessary equipment.

The staff in blue and white, like the security personnel, died unexpectedly. Their faces still maintained the expressions of the moment before they lost their lives, as if they were completely unaware of the coming of death.

Suddenly a whistle came into Tang Ji's ears, and he immediately went forward with his shield to find the sound. The whistle was melodious and pleasant, and the whistler was obviously in a good mood.

As he got closer to the source of the whistle, Tang Ji also heard the sound of chopping meat, the clash of knives and forks, and the sound of opening champagne.

It was as if someone was holding a banquet not far away.

Tang Ji pushed open an airtight door. This place was obviously used for biological experiments, and the blood on the ground began to increase. At least eight corpses were dragged in here.

He relaxed his lower arm slightly to let the blood flow through the tense muscles. Tang Ji thought of a possibility, but he couldn't be sure.

As Tanguy turned a corner, he saw Larry Jackman's face.

No, to be precise, it's Wolfgang, it's greed.

"Bonjour!" Wolfgang was wearing a well-fitting suit, with a napkin tucked into his collar, and raised his glass to Tang Ji: "We meet again, please sit down!"

Tang Ji clenched the weapon in his hand. He knew that the bullet would not hurt Wolfgang. He had verified it before, and the ghost knew what abilities Wolfgang had now.

In this era of the rapid increase in the number of superhumans, Wolfgang is like a mouse that fell into a honeypot, and he can eat enough while lying down.

Just like now.
Tang Ji saw a whole team serving Wolfgang, the doctor was decomposing the corpse on the operating table, and the chef in the white hat set up a grill to bake food on the spot.

If it weren't for the chained captives constantly struggling beside, the whole scene could even be called harmony.

"Did you kill the people here?" Tang Ji took a step back, he knew very well that he was incapable of fighting Wolfgang.

"Of course, the skill satisfies my appetite, and it can also cause some trouble for the players, so why not do it." Wolfgang looked at the food on the plate happily: "It's a pity that these are made with my The superhumans made by blood people all taste the same, a bit greasy."

"And it always reminds me of the fat man's face, which is too unappetizing. Fortunately, there are two natural superhumans here." Wolfgang licked his lips: "I have to save them until the end!"

(End of this chapter)