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With his hands on his back, Shirran walked into the hall of the dark devil studio.

"It's fun." Looking at a group of scientists in front of the central computer, Kolov's tone was like the ice in November: "It seems that you really haven't put me in my eyes. At this time, Have the leisure to stay here and watch the news. "

Hearing Kolov ’s voice, everyone in the studio who had been staring at the virtual screen suddenly turned back, and he saw an iron blue face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Kolov slowly walked into the gate. Armed personnel of the Kas Al-Shabaab came in.

The scientists' faces were pale. No one is a fool, as long as he listens to the tone of Kolov's words, he knows that the butcher has bad intentions.

Although he hated Kolov very much, Belch lined up and smiled, explaining to Kolov: "Captain Kolov, you see, we have all the luggage ready, we are ready to go ... . "

Kolov gave a blank expression and suddenly glared at Belch with his eyes squinted. "Why don't you still leave? Forget the ultimatum I gave you!"

Belch looked at the muzzle of the twenty armed men in the black hole and grinned with anger. "How dare we forget what you said, Captain Kolov, is there not a few hours before the ultimatum? We just packed it. Okay, I did n’t dare delay. "

"No delay?" Koloff sneered and looked at Belch with a dark voice: "You think my eyes are blind? You are here to watch the news with great interest, this is called no delay?"

Scientists looked at each other, they really didn't understand, they were a few hours away from the ultimatum, and they paid a huge amount of their own life. Why did Kolov get angry for watching the news.

A young and vigorous researcher said: "Just look at the news, it's not bad ..."

Before the researcher finished, Belch reached out to stop him, blocked the words behind him, and rushed to Kolov with a smiley face: "Captain Kolov, let's go now, leave now!"

With that in mind, Belch turned his eyes on the others and turned to carry his suitcase.

Suddenly, "bang!" A gunshot exploded in Belch's ear.

Belch turned back abruptly, but saw the young researcher who had just spoken fell into the pool of blood, and in the center of his eyebrows, there was a black and red bullet hole. A large hole was lifted by the bullet in the back of the head, and blood mixed with the white brain slurry A few meters away ...

Looking up in exasperation, the man who shot was the ugly face of Kolov.

The butcher still kept the shooting posture and looked at the corpse on the ground coldly: "I didn't ask, which turn is it your turn to speak?" As he said, he raised his head and smiled fiercely at the scientists: "Since I don't want to go , Then do n’t leave anymore! "

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Forman's mind was blank, and he stumbled to the window to look out. At the intersection of the streets, more than two hundred Al-Qaeda armed men, just like him, stood blankly behind the pile of sandbags and isolation nets, watching the gangster mechas lined up in a triangle assault formation not far away.

The bandits' armor didn't mean any attack, they stood there quietly, the queue was neat and kept silent. It was as if the guest had just rang the doorbell.

However, as soon as they saw them, everyone couldn't help but burst out a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone on the scene knows that from Provincial Town to here, there is a straight line distance of nearly two hundred kilometers, separated by nine large and small armed forces defense zones. Most of these forces are not weaker than the Cas Al-Shabaab. There are even two of them, which the Kas Al-Shabaab dare not dare to provoke.

Who could have imagined that after just over two hours, this group of mecha units exuding savage murderousness broke into it!

Two hours and two hundred kilometers. Among them, it also includes the time it took them to defeat three places of armed forces, which is almost the total time spent by the Tak Freedom Brigade! The fighting advance speed is up to 100 kilometers per hour, what a crazy data!

Bandit borrowed! Only four words. The voice of the person speaking was soft, without any emotion. Not to mention harshness, not to mention threats.

However, these lunatics used these four words to open the way, and the autumn wind swept through the leaves like a leaf!

People who can't resist this tyrannical and overbearing four words obediently gave way. And those who resisted or just tried to resist have disappeared ... They haven't even been able to delay the pace of the more than two hundred crazy mechs.

At the time of departure, there were two hundred and thirty-eight gangsters, but still two hundred and thirty-eight here! There are a lot of them!

Now, these cold steel shells still smell of smoke and blood, they stood in front of them and looked at themselves coldly. As long as you think about the scenes when these lunatics launched their charge, all the Cass Al-Shabaabs present felt that their calves were soft.

People drive, but military mechas with energy cannons and energy shields! These sandbags, trenches and isolation nets, in front of them, are no different from paper ones!

"The bandits borrowed!"

The icy voice sounded for the second time.

Everyone had a chill, and some armed men even dropped their guns on the ground. Many people turned around and looked anxiously and terrified for the officers who had the right to promise.

There is no way to fight this battle. At this intersection, there are only more than 200 infantry holding old-fashioned firearms and more than a dozen private mechas. It's not enough to sew others. Even if the other defensive lines and the armed personnel who changed their defenses were brought in, it would only cost people a few more minutes.

Hearing the second robber's excuse, Foreman jumped up as fast as a needle, and strode downstairs. If he didn't see the bandit armor when he saw it, now he has no chance of resistance.

For a long time, Forman could not see the murderousness of these mechas. Without saying anything else, just by the posture and the formation of others, you can know that this well-trained elite teacher is definitely not something that can be blocked by the rogues who stand like crouching and sitting like an alarm clock.

The intersection defense line has fallen into silence.

The bandits' mechas were silent, and the Al-Qaeda armed shivered silently.

When the third "gangster borrowing way" bleakly sounded, Foreman finally ran to the defense line breathlessly.

"Give way! Give way!" Foreman waved his hand in anger.

With a bang, Al-Shabaab militants who had long been unable to hold their feet immediately pulled open the isolation net and dropped their weapons to stand by the roadside. Several timid still raised their hands high, eyes full of innocent, for fear of accidentally caused a misunderstanding of the bandits.

"on!"

With the fat man's order, the sharp knife company immediately rushed into the Kas Al-Shabaab defense zone, taking the class as the unit. Some people continued to advance deep into the defense, while others controlled all the scattered soldiers along the road.

Seeing these fierce steel monsters rushing into the defense zone, everyone including Foreman raised their hands, and the innocent eyes in his eyes flashed desperately, indicating that he didn't mean any resistance. If we reach out and do n’t laugh, we give way, and the uncles who drive mechas also have to talk about their loyalty, right?

[Horizontal knife] Stopped in front of Foreman, the hydraulic arm pushed open the canopy, and the fat man looked at Foreman with his eyes up and down, his face angry.

Forman ’s stiff face, I do n’t know whether it was crying or laughing, watching the fat man carefully said: "Sir, I have ordered it and let it go all the way! There is absolutely no conflict between the Cass Al-Shabaab and the bandits, from here to Silicon Valley District 1, North District, as long as it is the site of the Cass Al-Shabaab, is absolutely unobstructed. "

Fatty stared at him a little uncomfortably, Foreman changed the subject and said: "However, the second district is not in our hands, it is controlled by a small mercenary, and I am afraid that those guys will not know what to do." He said flatly: "To No, I will send someone to help? "

The fat man's head shook like a rattle.

"Then ..." Foreman looked back at the mechas that controlled the entire block, feeling anxious. Didn't you say that the guys who let the defense line pass without any delay ..... Why didn't you stay here all at all?

"We are at our destination, and we will not go anywhere else." The fat man's voice with a smirk exploded in Forman's ear like a thunder!

"This ...... here?" Foreman just felt cold all over, and the fat man in his eyes was so thick, how he looked like a demon with a fork and a triangular tail. He whispered: "Brother, we have no complaints in the past, no hate wells in the past, no water in the river, this ..."

Forman's heart regrets. I knew that the bandit army was here to grab their own territory. I should either take someone away or fight with him! Who knows that he was confused by the actions of the gangsters in the front, lard was blinded, and he gave his life to others!

Now, let alone resistance, even if you want to die, I'm afraid people have to nod first!

"You don't say loyalty!" Foreman grieved tears in his eyes.

"Who said I wouldn't be loyal?" The fat man stopped!

"You said to borrow an excuse, we gave way and you don't go, we have no injustice, what do you mean?" Forman exclaimed.

"Yeah." The fat man Zhenzhen has a word, and his voice is louder than Foreman: "We borrowed it, we entered here, we didn't say we went out from here!"

The man made the knife and I made the fish. Foreman looked at the fat man who could not understand clearly. He knew that he was a showman before meeting the soldiers. This fat man's posture is no different than the shrew's quarreling start.

"What does your army want to do?" Foreman said helplessly, pitifully.

"Come a few people in the third area of ​​Silicon Valley you control!" The fat man looked at the time and said lightly: "I will take everyone away from the Black Devil Studio."

"Pick up?" It wasn't for killing himself. Foreman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the third zone in his heart. Suddenly, he jumped up like a burning **** monkey! That area was controlled by the **** Kolov, and now, Kolov is sweeping the matter under his orders! I heard that several people in the studio have been killed.

"I will take you there!" Foreman said quickly.

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"I told you a long time ago that you have to be content!" Kolov pointed his gun at a staff member standing aside and pulled the trigger.

There was a "bang" shot, and a big hole came out of the staff's chest. The middle-aged man stared blankly at his chest and fell head down. The thick red blood slowly flowed out from underneath. Spread along the anti-static floor.

"Give you time, you must learn to be grateful to Dade!" Kolov grinned and pointed the gun at the next person: "Unfortunately, you lost your last chance, to learn gratitude, you have to wait until the next life!"

Scientists stared blankly at their fallen companions. Just a few minutes ago, these companions were still standing in front of themselves and saying this, but now they have become dead bodies.

For a long time, although the Mars Freeport is a typical world of weak meat and strong food, for these talented scientists, it is not terrible. The fight between the gangs has nothing to do with them. As long as they have wisdom and brains, many organizations have to envelop them.

This is an era in which technology is king. A scientific research project and an invention may make an enterprise and an organization resurrect and make a fortune, or it may allow them to take advantage of each other's competition. The most important thing is that scientists who only focus on scientific research will not participate in the battle of forces, they do not threaten anyone!

This kind of positioning once satisfied the scientists! In their eyes, as long as there is enough time and space to immerse themselves in their research, it is the happiest life in the world.

But now, everyone present hates why he is just a scientist with no power, not a warrior! They wished to shatter the inhumane hybrid in front of them, but their superstitious wisdom power was so weak and weak in front of Kolov's muzzle!

A staff member who was pointed at by Kolov with a gun, but was in his twenties. The young guy had no thoughts at this moment. He could only stare at Kolov's finger. As long as that finger snapped lightly, he would fall into the pool of blood like the two people who had been shot before.

Young life is so easily ended?

Kolov's fingers moved twice, and he was tormenting the nerves of his prey. Such things, he often did. He was most excited when the prey was finally distracted or killed with luck.

Beep. A soft sound rang from the communicator on Kolov's wrist.

Kolov looked at the communicator in his hand with surprise, withdrew the gun, and was ready to answer.

At the moment when the young staff member had just relaxed inevitably, there was a gunshot, and a blood hole also appeared on his forehead.

The moment he fell with his incredible eyes open.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Koloff burst into laughter, and under the hatred of the scientists around him, he danced and almost burst into tears. Then he pressed the answer button of the communicator.

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In the sound of gunfire, Foreman rushed into the imagination technology building quickly.

Behind him, there is a fat man with a blue face, and forty faceless bandit soldiers fully armed.

The communicator was finally connected.

"Kolff ?!" Foreman rushed into the suspension elevator breathlessly.

"It's me, Chairman Foreman!" Kolov's respectful voice came from the communicator.

"Who the **** is you letting you shoot, you stand right there for me! Don't move!" Foreman looked at the fat black face of the fat man beside him, his voice trembling: "Anything. Ca n’t do it, even blink your eyes! Do you understand? I ’ll be there soon! ”

The flush after the laughter remained on his face, and Kolov's expression suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at the three bodies lying on the ground, not understanding what happened to Foreman, but an unknown hunch immediately attacked him.

Moments later, Foreman rushed into the hall of the Dark Devil's studio. Behind him, dozens of soldiers never seen by Kolov quickly opened up the studio, including him and his armed men. Everyone was surrounded.

"Everyone put down the gun!" Forman ordered the armed men under Kolf to lay down their weapons and strode in front of Kolov, raising his hands with two slaps: "Who let you shoot and kill ?!"

With that, Foreman's red eyes kicked Kolf, who had fallen completely into a dull state, to the ground.

Sudden changes made Coloff dumbfounded. But for the scientists on the side, it is tantamount to going from **** to heaven at once! This change made their brains dizzy and shivered as if they were over-charged.

Look at the fat man next to Foreman, look at the dozens of elite and tough bandit soldiers who surrounded the studio hall, they are, they are moved for their own hands-free scientists Thunder rage. They were the only ones who broke through more than a dozen force separatist areas in just two hours and stunned the entire Mars Freeport!

The violent stimulation of escaping from death has exceeded the capacity of many people. Several female researchers who cannot control their emotions immediately cried out, and those big masters also had red eyes!

"I'm sorry ..." The fat man gritted his teeth and looked at the three dead bodies in the pool of blood with irony face: "I'm still late!"

After the silence in the hall, there was a cry.

For these scientists who only focus on research, the experience just now is really cruel.

The young staff member who had just been shot was in this studio within three months. Diligent and easy to learn. Although he did not make much achievements in research and development, he was always able to do a good job in every cooperative work entrusted to him.

A few minutes, as long as a few minutes, this young life will not disappear!

But can this blame the fat man with tears in his eyes?

Staying and waiting is a common decision for everyone! In this war-torn world, they are driven out of here and there is nowhere to go! The fat man, after Yinuo, is a two hundred kilometers thunder attack! He was even tens of minutes earlier than he promised!

If you want to blame, you can only blame the inhuman Kolov!

Countless pairs of hateful eyes, all concentrated on Koroff who just got up from the ground! Even if these scientists are weak, at this moment, they ca n’t wait to kill this villain, eat their flesh and hide their skin, and frustrate them!

Suddenly, with a sudden change, Koloff backhanded, the gun in his hand was already on the head of Belch, who was closest to him.

"What are you doing?" Foreman's face suddenly turned pale!

The fat man's face also changed, and the flesh on his face twitched, which was very scary. When he entered the door just now, Kolov's men had disarmed under Forman's scolding. Not only did Kolov have no trace of a gun on his body, but even Forman's slaps did not resist.

Unexpectedly, that Kolov jumped the wall so decisively.

"You are looking for death!" The fat three corpse gods jumped.

"Keep off!" Kolov was completely out and shouted with red eyes: "Otherwise I will kill him!"

"Put down the gun! Kolov!" Foreman sweated anxiously. He knew that as long as Kolov shot, it was definitely the end of Kas Al-Shabaab! Including myself, everyone in this group will be killed by the fat man without hesitation!

"Don't force me!" Kolov's forehead burst into blue, and he shouted hysterically: "Give me back!"

Kolov's hand trembling with a gun, he never dreamed that he had just mastered the life and death of others, and he fell to this point in the blink of an eye!

"Keep off! ..." Kolf grabbed Belch and looked around, his eyes full of terror and despair.

"You let him go ..." The fat man suddenly sighed and said in a deep voice, "I let you go?"

"Why do I believe you?" Kolov's heart was beating violently, and the fat man's words gave him a glimmer of hope.

"What I said, you can only ..."

The fat man's voice was not over, a former red-bearded main robber pirate named Bonadian Parry had quietly approached Kolov from the crowd.

Seeing that Kolov ’s attention was attracted by the fat man, the veteran gangster Parry immediately shot like a lightning. He grabbed Kolov ’s hand holding the gun and twisted it violently, only listening to a thrilling click and Koro ’s scream. The sound rang at the same time, the bones of the stubble field punctured the muscles and exposed. At the same time, Markwich stepped silently from the side and kicked on Kolov's ribs.

This foot, fast and ruthless, directly kicked off Kolov's ribs. Before everyone had come back, Kolf's screams suddenly stopped abruptly!

However, the nightmare is not over. In the stone fire and light room, two fast approaching bandit soldiers shot. The two fighters left and right, one kicked off Kolov ’s calf, and the other shot directly Slammed on Kolov's left arm.

Only listening to the two simultaneous clicks, Kolf, who was no longer able to utter a loud voice, uttered a scream.

That cry no longer sounds like a human voice, it's creepy!

Everyone was stunned by what was happening in front of them, and the four of the bandits were attacked like electricity, but the eyelids did n’t blink, the timing was just right, they cooperated well with each other, and their actions were extremely spicy !

The fat man came to Kolov. Looking at him coldly.

His limbs were broken, his ribs were broken, and Kolov was still awake. The murderous butcher, when he saw the fat man came, suddenly screamed and struggled: "You just said I let go, you let me go, I let go, I let go!"

Kolov was as murderous as he was, and he was in desperate circumstances at the moment, but he was completely without the viciousness of the past, and even less of the spirit. With tears in his mouth, he begged for mercy, only to see others disgusting.

The fat man pulled out the fighting thorn from his waist, grabbed Kolof's neck, lifted him up and lifted his feet off the ground, carefully counted his ribs, and in the desperate struggle of Koloff, stabbed the fighting thorn diagonally upward. Into his heart. On the one hand, he said lightly: "Remember, next time you listen to people say the conditions, first distinguish clearly, whether it is an exclamation mark or a question mark!"

Koloff kicked suddenly, his eyes widening suddenly lost his luster.

At the moment of death, he suddenly remembered it, and the fat man said: "I let you go?"

So mean! He lied!

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