super robot clone

Chen Xin laughed, bent down and asked, "Little devil, what's your name?"

The black boy took a step back, his gaze wandered over the fluttering metal wings behind Chen Xin, and he murmured, "Moody."

"Moody? What a nice name!"

Chen Xin noticed Moody's gaze, snapped his fingers, and retracted the metal wings in a snap.

Moody's eyes lit up, but he didn't speak.

Chen Xindao: "Little Moody, do you want to have such a pair of wings?"

Moody nodded.

Chen Xin smiled and said, "Then can you do me a favor?"

Moody asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Xindao: "Take me to the headquarters of Ahdi's Brigade."

Moody was taken aback, and quickly reacted: "What are you going to do... You can't beat them. Not only do they have guns, but they also have RPGs. Your wings can't defend against rockets."

Chen Xin said: "You don't have to worry about this, I naturally have a way to deal with them, you just need to take me there, and then you stay outside, and I will take care of the rest."

Moody hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

Chen Xin said, "Okay, let's get in the car."

Chen Xin took Moody into the pickup truck outside the small building. Soon, the engine started and the pickup truck disappeared on the streets of Mogadishu.

Along the way, Moody told Chen Xin about his life experience and his relationship with the gangster called the Blue Guard.

The number of Blue Guards is less than 30 in total. They belong to the lowest-level gang forces in Mogadishu. They control a nearby commercial street and survive by collecting meager protection fees and occasionally extorting outsiders.

Therefore, even if 270 refused to pay them this time, in fact they have nothing to do with 270.

You must know that 270 employs as many as twelve security guards. Once the two sides fight, the Blue Guard will suffer heavy losses. The risk is not proportional to the benefit. This is why the leader of the Blue Guard went to the hotel to threaten 270 in person.

Now Chen Xin had killed more than 20 people in the den where the leader was, and the rest of them were naturally insignificant.Soon to be swallowed up by other gangs.

There are hundreds of small gangs like this in Mogadishu. Every day, old gangs are destroyed and new gangs are born. Even if Chen Xin killed so many people, no one will come to investigate.

What surprised Chen Xin was that although Moody looked only thirteen or fourteen years old on the surface, he was actually 17 years old this year.

Moody was originally from a decent family. When he was ten years old, his parents and sister died in a terrorist attack in the National Theater in Mogadishu. A roadside bomb killed more than 70 people on the spot.Hundreds of people were injured.

From here on.Unaccompanied, he began to wander alone in the marketplace of Mogadishu. At the age of 13, he joined a small gang and started a life of licking blood with knives.

But at first, the original gang leader thought he was too young.He is only given one hundred dollars a month, and even food and clothing are problems.Later, that gang was annexed by the gang he was working for now, and he naturally became the subordinate of the new leader, and his salary was improved accordingly. He could earn three hundred dollars a month, barely making a living.

When Moody spoke, his tone was calm, and he didn't feel much about the death of the gang leader. Anyway, in his opinion, it was like working for someone.The original boss is gone, just change the boss and do it again.

Obviously, he now regards Chen Xin as the new boss.

……

More than 20 minutes later, the pickup truck appeared outside a manor on the northern outskirts of Mogadishu.

Compared with the shabby den of the little gang leader Moody worked for, Ahdi's brigade looked much more domineering.

A total of nearly [-] mu of land was divided by them.The six-story modern building in the middle is their headquarters building. Compared with the dilapidated and dilapidated other parts of Mogadishu, this place finally makes people feel a trace of modern civilization.

The pickup truck stopped on the side of the road more than 200 meters away from the warning area of ​​the Ahdi brigade, and the gangster slipped out of the car and sneaked towards the station of the Ahdi brigade without a sound.

Chen Xin took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on. Soon, the [-]D image data map of the entire Ahdi brigade resident appeared on Chen Xin's glasses.

"Old man, there are more than 300 militants here. The leader, Ahdi, is having a meeting with his subordinates in the conference room. It seems that he is discussing the purchase of arms. There are 24 heavy machine guns in the station, and six recoilless guns. Cannons and more than 30 rpg rocket launchers. Uh... old man, as long as 'Little Butterfly' is not directly hit by the recoilless gun, basically there will be no problem."

Chen Xin nodded and said, "That's good!"

As he said that, he turned his head and said to Moody: "Moody, you stay here, I'll be back when I go."

Moody said, "I'll go with you."

Chen Xindao: "No, even if you go, you won't be able to help much. I have to take care of you."

"But……"

Chen Xin's face turned serious, and Moody didn't dare to say anything more.

Chen Xin got out of the car and walked straight to the base of Ahdi's brigade.

The armed men of Ahdi's brigade in charge of the outer borders discovered this strange foreigner.

They started yelling at Chen Xin, signaling him to stop.

Chen Xin raised his hands high, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons, but he walked towards them quickly without stopping for a moment.

"Hey, boy, what are you doing, stop quickly!"

The voices of the militants became louder. Since Chen Xin wasn't carrying a weapon, they didn't shoot directly.

Chen Xin ignored them, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

"30 meters, 29 meters, 28 meters..."

Chen Xin thought to himself, when the distance between the two sides was less than 20 meters, Chen Xin suddenly shouted: "Little Butterfly, activate!"

In an instant, the desert-yellow jacket on his body suddenly glowed with a silver light, and the metal atoms quickly piled up, covering Chen Xin's whole body in less than a thousandth of a millisecond.

hula-la-

The silver-gray metal wings spread out in an instant, looking extraordinarily dazzling under the sunlight.

More than a dozen militants in Ahdi's brigade were stunned by the scene in front of them, and did not respond at all.

How could Chen Xin let go of such a good opportunity in front of him, the metal wings flapped rapidly, and crashed directly into the middle of the militants.

One of the militants was directly hit in the chest by Chen Xin, and his body flew more than ten meters in an instant. His breastbone was completely shattered and sunken, and he vomited blood. He seemed to be dead.

Only then did the others realize that they were yelling that someone was attacking, and they raised their guns to shoot at Chen Xin.

How could Chen Xin give them such an opportunity? The "Little Butterfly" armor turned into a phantom, and there was a constant sound of thumping, and every blow was accompanied by a sharp scream and horrific bone shattering. crackling sound.

In less than half a minute, there was no one alive at the gate of Ahdi's brigade.

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