The Missionary of the Second Dimension

"Kill me? Don't you think it's too naive?" Ayn Rand laughed, and then from behind him, a large number of heavily armed soldiers and several ten-year-old girls walked in one after another.

At this moment, the lights in the entire laboratory also turned on in an instant, and the sudden lights from the darkness made people's eyes a little uncomfortable.

"It should be said that you are too naive? Doctor, I will kill you according to my previous promise."

But Zhai Nan stood there very casually, not paying attention to the black muzzle of the gun aimed at him at all.

"You...you are..."

Due to his dim vision just now, An Rand saw Zhai Nan's face clearly now, and when he heard the words he had heard once again, the memory in his mind was immediately evoked.

The man who established the world's first cursed son's sanctuary in the outer area of ​​Tokyo was also the first man who made the Tokyo government and the international initiator monitoring organization completely helpless.

"Shouldn't you be in Tokyo now? Why are you here?"

The smarter a person is, the more he cherishes his life.

When he received the threat from the other end of the phone that day, Ayn Rand specifically investigated the list of flight personnel who came to the United States every day.

But so many days have passed, and he still hasn't found the two names "Zhai Nan".

What is even more unexpected is that it will appear in the United States across the ocean.

You know, the news he learned was that Tokyo was attacked by a large-scale gastrulation not long ago, and it would take a long time to recover.

"Who knows? Maybe it's possible that I can teleport." Zhai Nan spread her hands and said helplessly.

Then he deliberately warned the group of guards behind Ayn Rand: "I'm only targeting Ayn Rand, if you don't want to suffer, don't come here."

And it's okay if he doesn't say anything, but if he does, it will arouse the anger of these people.

With a gloomy face, Ayn Rand retreated to the back of the crowd, then waved his hand: "Kill him."

Although his mind is very smart, but in terms of combat effectiveness, he is just an ordinary old man, even a random young man can beat him.

Ayn Rand scoffed at the information circulating in Tokyo.

If there is a god in this world, will the world still be ruined like this by gastroenterology?

The moment he finished thinking, the loud gunshot echoed in the huge laboratory, causing waves of echoes.

The flames from the muzzle of the gun flashed by, surpassing the bullet at the speed of sound in an instant, tearing through the air with a roar, and attacking Zhai Nan's chest.

The first shot was not the group of special forces, but the five little loli standing in the front.

They are all semi-mechanized soldiers transformed by Ayn Rand, and their international IP rankings are all within the top [-].

And the strongest one, the girl nicknamed "Pluto" ranked twenty-fifth.

With the protection of so many people, An Rand would never believe that Zhai Nan would escape from their grasp.

However, everyone underestimated Zhai Nan's strength. .

Chapter 92 As long as it is a loli, take them all away

All the bullets fired hovered one meter in front of Zhai Nan.

"This... This is the repulsive force field? Are you a mechanized soldier undergoing transformation?" Seeing this situation, Ayn Rand showed a surprised expression.

"A dying person doesn't need to know so much." The moment Zhai Nan walked around, those hovering bullets fell to the ground like beans~.

At this time, there was a strong wind blowing from the back of the head, and even without looking, it was known that it was the sneak-attack of the cursed son holding the small dagger just now.

But Zhai Nan didn't even look back, just walked forward just like that.

"Stop."

When the sword was about to pierce his chest, a plain voice came out of Zhai Nan's mouth.

And, after finishing speaking, an invisible energy was exerted on everyone except Zhai Nan. The huge pressure from the void forced them to be unable to move at all, and even moving their thumbs was an extravagant hope.

Pluto's petite body hovered motionless in mid-air, everyone's faces were full of shock, and besides that, there was also fear of unknown forces.

"You... what did you do to us?!"

An Rand looked at Zhai Nan who walked around the guards in front of him unhurriedly and came to him, panic and panic immediately filled his eyes.

"You...you can't kill me. My mind is the treasure of the whole world. If I die, it will definitely be a huge loss to the world!"

"A loss? Maybe so...but you should say this to the children who died under the hands of Death."

Zhai Nan sneered, then pulled out a black pistol from the waist of the guard next to him, and aimed it at Ayn Rand's head.

He also didn't hear what Alan Rand said before he died. Anyway, when the gunshot sounded, the hot bullet directly lifted his skull, and one of the four strongest sages in the world died so simply. up.

"Then, this mission is over." Zhai Nan put the smoking pistol back on the guard's holster, and glanced at An Rand who was still in the original posture.

Then, the tense breath in the air suddenly loosened, and everyone was able to move freely again.

Pluto rolled on the ground and stopped, and behind her were five little Loris staring at Zhai Nan's position.

And An Rand could no longer maintain his balance, and the gradually cold body fell heavily on the ground, and the blood that kept gushing from the muzzle of his head stained the ground red.

"Doctor... dead?"

They wanted to continue to attack, and they stood coldly in place, their pupils of different colors showed dull eyes.

They originally acted with Alan Rand as their master.