Tyra, your ancestors are back!

"Prudence is indeed a good thing... this little brother Ruper-but sometimes it is not a good thing to be cautious... Like now."

I didn't expect this guy in front of me to have so many things, and the extremely dawdling Miss UMP45 looked at the "fine-skinned and tender" Luper in front of him with a half-smile...

"And I would call it the relativity of the prudent—"

"It's like a group of investigators blocking the gate and discussing it for almost half an hour—Little Bi, you really don't think the keeper will wait for you to finish the discussion in half an hour, do you?"

"If you don't kick open the door to go in and attack the tower, the tower will kick open the door and come out to attack you - the policeman! Put your head in your hands and squat down for me!!!"

Of course, if he hadn't squatted obediently with both hands and shot his head, Mr. Sangbo would still be called Mr. Sangbo——

"Haha, ma'am, you can really joke~ You have the right to arrest me, and I also have the right to run away—and I call it [Right] risk hedging! The wind is tight~!

The young man who threw out a few smoke bombs in an instant smashed through the wall next to him. This seemed to be the location carefully selected by the latter—the nearby buildings and facilities had probably been tampered with a lot.

For example, there is a big hole in the marble wall next to it... Ms. UMP45 doesn't think that a Luper man can hit such a thick wall with just his strength, even those who are famous for their strength in the Sakaz Royal Court Army. The centurion had to consider whether to get out of the way...

"Short indigo hair, young man named Rupert—do you see where he's gone?"

Behind the wall seemed to be the interior of a church. Inside, there were many astonished Sakota and Liboli people looking at the big hole that had been knocked out... Miss 45, who also broke in, immediately reported the characteristics of the target and issued a message. Asked——

And the members of the church who came back to their senses quickly pointed to the door - there was also a human figure left there... But this time it seems that it was purely knocked out...

"Thanks!"

Then there was a big hole in the door of the church.... The corner of Sakota's priest's mouth twitched - can you open the door and go?It doesn't cost money to repair the gate, right? !

"The target got mixed into the crowd on Commercial Street No. 2, Guard Officer—I know you'd love to blast that glib guy with a sonic boom on the surface, but you'd better consider the dense Rutland civilians nearby. and foreign tourists...”

Tina, who is an observer from a high place, looked at the distance because "you still dare to poke your mouth", which caused the discomfort index to rise in a straight line. Ms. UMP45 reminded...

"Don't worry, I'll push him to the ground and fix it—"

"...Want to help?"

Looking at the guy who was on the same street as Miss 45 and slipping through the crowd like a loach, Tina asked.

"If possible, General, can you go to the No. 2 Street Exit and block it—?"

"Of course it's fine, Officer."

After confirming the target location again, Tina looked at a haystack below, which seemed to be an abandoned spot where nearby gardening construction projects gathered...

"The route has been planned...no need to activate the buffer - the action begins."

The petite white-haired girl jumped down towards the haystack.

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[Turn left 100 meters ahead and turn to the third alley, there is a trash can with a hollowed out bottom, directly connected to the sewer of Rutland City...Today is really unlucky, this is the first escape route I prepared when I first arrived ....】

Mr. Sangbo, who was complaining in his heart, quickly captured the surrounding environment and calculated how far he was from his destination. The dense crowd and some of the chaos he created on his own initiative did block the pursuer lady....,

But listening to the movement from behind, I knew that the latter had no intention of giving up...

But once you get to that place—

"Hey, hey, the little white-haired dwarf in front, give way!!!"

Thinking this way, Sangbo randomly noticed a petite white-haired loli standing in front of him—then the trouble came out of his mouth...

".....##%#%@...#" *Old civilized slang not understood by Sambo.

——Following the severe pain from the crotch, the man immediately lost consciousness...

.....

"Where did you kick...General?"

Ms. UMP45, passing through the crowded and chaotic crowd, twitched the corners of her mouth when she saw the man who had already opened his mouth and closed his eyes on the ground....

"Don't worry, it's not broken."

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"Stop complaining, UMP9 - he has no chance to escape. The map shows that there is a gate leading to the outside ahead, which has long been locked."

"Huh - that's good. I thought I would have to chase that guy in this underground passage all day long..."

UMP9, who heard that there was a dead end in front of him, was obviously relieved, and G11, who had been squinting and dozing off, opened his eyes excitedly...

——Although it doesn't matter where you sleep, but it feels like completing the task and going back to sleep on a soft bed is definitely the best choice. Even Miss Dormouse, who sleeps with her head covered, has requirements for sleep quality.

...But the reality may not be what they want.

...

"Mr. Ryder, give up your resistance—"

The person blocked in the corner by the three elite figures was Mr. Ryder, one of his customers, who was mentioned by Mr. Sambo who had been brought to the bureau.

But this man turned his back on them and did not respond to any warnings from Miss 416 and the others...

"416, what is that..."

UMP9 patted the teammates around him, motioning her to look at the man's feet...

——In there, there was an empty quick-syringe floating on the sewage of the sewer... There seemed to be a little dark red liquid inside.

A bad premonition began to emerge in the minds of the two tactical dolls...

"G11, don't doze off - set your weapon to lethal mode..."

UMP9 quickly elbowed his companion who hadn't realized what happened... Although the latter didn't understand UMP9's intentions, he quickly pointed to the order after seeing the tense expressions of the two teammates——

[D3-FNC breakthrough module starts. 】

A light blue full-body shield appeared in front of UMP9 who chose to fight in the front line, while HK416 and G11 quickly approached behind her, and also aimed their guns at the motionless guy in front...

"One last warning, Mr. Ryder—put your head in your hands and turn it away."

The three figures put their fingers on the trigger and were ready to pull it at any time...The latter did not follow the instructions of the three, but began to twitch continuously, and even posed some postures that humans could not do... .

And in the field of vision module of the three figures, they can even capture the figure of the man hidden under the clothes, there seems to be something flowing——

At first just the back, then the whole torso, arms, thighs—

"416...the wound on his thigh—"

G11 swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and signaled to the teammates to pay attention to the wound she had opened on the man's calf before - there, a black noodle, earthworm, or "jajang noodles?" snapped from the wound out, into the sewage...

And the person called "Ryder" seems to have finally understood the order given by HK416 at this moment, his limbs twitched and twisted and turned around——

"Shit... fire indiscriminately!"

The miserable green light speed completely illuminated the entire passageway in an instant——after seeing clearly that there was no longer a human figure, but a human figure formed by wriggling "black noodles", the deputy captain of the 404 team decisively ordered Instructions for complete annihilation were issued, and a question was born with it——

[What the hell is this tm? ? ! 】

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Rutland Security Force Station Interrogation Room Tina UMP45

"Real name, place of birth, age, gender, occupation, affiliation, purpose—tell me quickly!!"

In the garrison of the Lateran security forces, UMP45 and Tina were staring at the blue-haired man with a hippie smile——

"Oh, sirs, haven't I said it several times, Sambo Koski, born in Usas, 29 years old, male, traveling businessman, affiliated to a logistics and trading company called [Nadutong] in Yanguo ..."

"There's really no purpose... We businessmen just want to make a profit..."

It’s still that kind of hippie smile... Ms. Tina really wants to kick him in the crotch again...

"Profit, right? Give you 30 Longmen coins and sell me a rope to hang you, right? I'll give you another 500w, can you just hang yourself up there?"

"Oh, sir, what are you talking about - fate is definitely not for sale..."

"I see that what you say doesn't match what you actually do, kid!——What are you trying to do by collecting those bearer passes?!"

These two are the masters of this set, one is continuing to ask questions, while the other has already started to find where the plastic sheet and bucket are for boring faces, it seems that he intends to give this oily guy some strength ....

"Cough, cough, cough!!! Don't worry! Of course I collect this thing to sell it for money - don't you know? Now on the black market, a pass can be exchanged for a whole bar of international standard red gold... And these You can pick up a lot of things on the ground on weekdays, and you can use them after washing and flattening.”

Looking at Miss Tina who was looking for "materials" behind him, Sang Bo shouted in his heart that he was going to suffer, and instantly put away his playful smile - if he continued to laugh, he might not be able to get out of this security force's station...

"I'm an ordinary traveling businessman, and I'm not at the same level as you multinational giants. It's not too much to make a little extra money on the black market from time to time...and your company's reputation is

The amount should not be too difficult for a small businessman like me, right? ? ! "

Looking at Miss Tina behind Miss 45, who turned out the vise after the plastic sheet and the bucket, Sambo's face turned green—is your Atlas really a legitimate international company?What did that lolita-sized commander pull out from the cabinet? ? ?

[No, does your company still employ child labor?Doesn't Colombia ban child labor? ! 】

"Then your extra money is really a huge profit..."

45 curled his lips, narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man in front of him——

"It's a coincidence that your business just happens to be against our work, and even against Rutland—Mr. Sambo."

"Of course, it's not like you haven't had the opportunity to make money or even make a fortune... Did you see the box next to you?"

UMP45 patted the metal suitcase on the side...

"If you don't want to be blacklisted by Atlas and Lateran, or even hunted down by the executors of the Lateran Notary..."

"Just sell what's inside..."

"Sell them all?"

The young man showed an expression of "I'm in bad luck because of you guys".

"Sold out and still...until the start of the Conference of Nations, you have to go to the local black market to deal with these things...until the black market can't "digest" it—is there a problem??"

"It's fair to divide the income between [-] and [-]%-do you have any questions? Mr. dishonesty?"

"Why [-]%..."

Sambo muttered.

"Um--?!"

UMP45 glared at the man in front of him who still wanted to bargain.

"No problem, absolutely no problem!"

How many men who made money finally got a little bit of energy, did they make money—not shivering.

Chapter 325 "Black Jajang Noodles" Refers to Viruses

In the Rutland underground structure

"We need to report to the commander and Rutland immediately - by the way, contact 45 immediately."

HK416 picked up the disposable injection container that was floating on the ditch and hadn't been washed away, with an ugly expression and frowning.

Their goal is a film man, not a human-shaped noodle with "black noodles" all over his body, who can only twitch and growl when he changes his body-Miss 416 is very sure of this, and the previous cramming about this era There is no such disgusting "art" in my knowledge.

It's a whole new "thing", at least for Terra these days...

At present, the guy who knows something about the substance in the syringe has turned into a cloud of dust. A salvo of a Gaussian weapon can decompose an unprotected creature into atoms, but Miss 416 doesn't think that the guy who has turned into ashes can Get up and talk again.

——What's more, the Ferlin who has become in that state may have already lost his sanity.

"416, is there something wrong with your mission? Let Xiao 9 contact me so anxiously?"

As 416's thinking ended, the communication from UMP45 also arrived——

"Battle log sent—see for yourself, 45."

Ignoring the teasing words of his teammates, 416 sent the video of the previous battle to UMP45 with a tense face.

"..."

Seeing the serious expression of his companion in front of him, 45 also put away his jokes, and directly browsed the video that he sent...

"...Virus."

The record of the battle is not long, less than 1 minute - after analyzing the battle video, UMP45 quickly came to a conclusion.

"I heard the commander mention it a long time ago - you should know my origin?"

He began to fiddle with the equipment on the side, UMP45, who seemed to be adjusting something, replied without looking back.

"The earliest humanoid that followed the commander...some boring guys even imagined on Griffin's forum that you traveled with her in an older era."