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Chapter 12 Explosion is art!

The Son of God is dead, and the devil will do harm to the world. Knight of justice, wave the spear in your hand, raise your indestructible shield, shower with the blood of the devil, justice will come eventually!
At this time, Firefox was kneeling in front of an old loom with a frantic expression on his face. The huge wound on his chest had already healed, not even the wound was left.

There was a dense crowd standing behind her, all of them with dignified faces, guns in their hands, silent and extremely depressed.

"Everyone, do you still remember the Son of God?"

Firefox looked a little crazy, "He is the son of God, he came to the world with the will of God, but he was attacked by the devil, and now it's our turn to take revenge~"

"The son of the devil will come soon, pick up the guns in your hands, use your blood, and use the life inside to defend justice!"

"Kill the Devil's Son!"

With an order, hundreds of top-notch killers summoned overnight looked solemn, quickly checked their equipment, and scattered away like flowing water, filling the huge textile factory with water, always on guard for demons that might appear at any time.

Butcher's voice was a little hoarse, he looked at Firefox, "Are you sure Liu died at his hands, he has the power of God!"

There was madness in his eyes, and he would never forget that day, the boy who came back from his boss Sloan, an ordinary boy, could actually manipulate time.

His invincible sword technique was easily cracked by Liu Ale, and he had no ability to resist at all.

The butcher is convinced that that power belongs only to fate, only to the loom of the holy relic, and only to God.

"Yes!"

Firefox's face was full of grief, "That dirty and lowly devil sneaked up..."

Before the words fell, one strange voice came after another, and their keen perception made them raise their heads instantly, as if something strange flew over.

"Buzzing..."

The killers stationed outside were also full of confusion. Looking at the small bird-like machine in the sky, they felt very strange.

It looks like a product of human technology.

But it's so small, what's the use?

Can it still explode?

Under the gaze of hundreds of killers, that strange thing hit the ground, dazzling flames, deafening explosions, and unstoppable shock waves, one after another, falling down like raindrops, like a god of death The scythe keeps reaping.

The huge weaving factory instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the drones hovering in the sky whizzed down, covering every place that emitted heat with precision.

Firefox struggled to crawl out of the ruins, a mouthful of blood spewed out from her mouth, and the originally broken limbs were slowly healing.

She didn't have any luck, but looked around blankly and tremblingly. The huge and indestructible weaving factory that was built had become a ruin, and black smoke was rising everywhere.

In front of her, a broken human head with wide-eyed eyes was extremely dark, but it was extremely familiar to her. It belonged to the butcher.

Firefox was terrified, and looked to the side. There were broken limbs everywhere. Even though she was used to seeing life and death, and her psychological quality was extremely strong, she still couldn't resist it.

The elite of the Assassin Brotherhood, hundreds of first-class killers, and all the top killers were almost wiped out, but they didn't even know where the enemy was or how they died...

"fuck..."

"bump!"

Before Firefox finished cursing, a bullet passed through her head in an instant, ending her life in an instant. The headless body fell heavily on the ground, and there was no hope of surviving.

[Group member Firefox died. 】

[Group member Zhao Jie has obtained a C-level self-healing regeneration ability, which can heal himself and others. 】

[This small world is automatically owned by the group member Zhao Jie, no new group members will be born, and they can enter at any time. 】

[The small world is full of fun! 】

On the building in the distance, Zhao Jie held Barrett in his hand, looked at the raging sea of ​​flames, looked at the ruins all over the ground, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and couldn't help muttering, "Explosion is art!"

You must not learn from Firefox, why are you so arrogant?
I am the best person, let's communicate peacefully, isn't it good?
Beside him, the cross stood there, and the whole person looked extremely dazed. He saw with his own eyes that the weaving factory that had grown up, entered and exited countless times, and could not be destroyed was turned into ruins in an instant.

for a moment...

He was silent, the cross lowered his head, looked at the drone control console that was only the size of luggage in front of him, and asked in an extraordinarily complicated tone, "What is this?"

"Drone, a long-range flying bombing grenade controlled by a computer."

Computer-controlled, flying grenades...

He read the cross silently, feeling extremely strange. He knew that the computer was what his son used to go to work. The thing that could only be used for typing was so scary?
"This thing is not top-notch. You should be able to see it when you live another 15 years. By the way, what about Sloan?"

Zhao Jie turned to look at the cross, "One on one, he is not your opponent."

Sloan, the boss of the Assassin Brotherhood, was a fool. He abruptly turned a holy religion that followed God's will into an assassin organization. The brainwashing methods were not bad, and this person was very smart.

He learned from Firefox that after Liu Ale was killed by Zhao Jie, he even chased him here, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Liu Ale's ability is extremely buggy, just like the power of God, no one can stop him, but if such a person is killed, how terrible is it to kill others?
stay? ?

court death!

Sloan ran away without saying a word, Zhao Jie was not interested in dealing with him, so he let the cross solve the matter along the way.

The cross didn't speak, but took out a piece of blood-colored wool from his bosom, on which were recorded some ancient words, this was the gift from God of the Assassin Brotherhood.

Cell repair fluid, as long as it is soaked in it, even if it is seriously injured and dying, it can be healed, and it will not leave scars, the gospel of beauty lovers.

"You still have six seconds to escape!"

Zhao Jie swayed towards Barrett, and the cross turned around and fled. He took a leap of faith, crossed the platform of more than ten meters in an instant, smashed through the glass, and disappeared in an instant.

"This ability, if you participate in the Olympics, it will be a gold medal record that no one can break in a hundred years."

Zhao Jie clicked his tongue in amazement, and then he raised the Barrett in his hand, turned around violently, and the bright fire light flicked away from the muzzle of the gun in an instant, and under the blessing of the silver power of time, a strange arc was completed , cut through the air and soared into the sky.

I saw two black dots swooping down from the clouds, galloping with the roaring sonic boom, they were two fighter jets.

"Searching for target..."

"Attack! I'm under attack!"

"fuck..."

Blazing flames bloomed in the sky, and the fighter jet turned into a bright fireball, passing across the gray sky.

"What a wonderful firework!"

Zhao Jie calmly packed his weapon, dawdled there for a while, and then gestured a middle finger to the sky.

"return!"

A flash of white light flashed by, and Zhao Jie's figure disappeared instantly. A few seconds later, a missile roared in, blowing up the entire building into ruins.

Wuhu, can't beat it!

(End of this chapter)