I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 386 Good day

"Today is a good day." The big man Martin threw a man with broken limbs on the ground like a pet dog, and laughed honestly.

Bah!
Tang Ji shot the opponent's heart with a random shot, and threw the decapitated head into Martin's arms with a knife in his hand: "A little boy, but you are right, today is a good day."

Because they finally found a player's lair today. After several disappointments, Mikkelsen finally got an address that really belonged to the player. Tang Ji and his team arrived as scheduled.

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[The hunting list has been updated: new prey - Betsy Andre (has been completely terminated) (the relic library has been opened, half-price exchange for all products)]

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A familiar reminder flashed in front of Tang Ji's eyes. This was the third prey harvested today.

Swish!
A gust of wind blew by, and there were two more puzzled players on the ground. They still had fierce expressions on their faces vowing to fight to the end, but they had no weapons in their hands.

Tang Ji kicked half of the man's ribs, and the heart, lungs and bones were mixed together under the skin, and the man left without even spitting blood.

Martin grabbed the knife and chopped it down. Not only did he harvest a new head, but he also cut a knife mark more than ten centimeters deep on the floor.

Another player opened his mouth to protrude a thick green mist, and sprayed it directly on Martin's pants. The tactical pants were corroded visible to the naked eye, and the skin on his thighs was also corroded with pits and pits.

Martin raised the knife as if chopping the person upside down, but he hesitated for a while and still didn't make a move. He only took off one of the opponent's legs: "Head, your hands are slow!"

"When the task is over, buy some rare earth for you to make up for it." Tang Ji tilted his head and lit a tree of life for himself. Although the flame of hatred is not affected by the wind direction, years of habit made him subconsciously turn his head to find the leeward Direction to light a cigarette.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Tang Ji asked the player who was holding it upside down in Martin's hand.

He responded with a mouthful of spitting, and the player obviously wanted to spray another mouthful of poisonous mist, but the flames of hatred surrounded his face.

"Bone." Tang Ji patted his face, and the prelude shot him in the forehead.

With a flick of his hand, Martin wiped out the stock in the opponent's brain along the hole in the back of his head: "It's the fifth one, head."

"Six!" The saint walked in through the door with a player under his arm, with a dagger stuck in his leg, and he was limping.

With a push of the hand, the hostage player lay forward on the ground as if he had no bones. In fact, it was almost the same. The opponent was a 'red warrior', and he played with a dagger superbly. The dragon scale armor worn by the saint did not block the opponent. dagger.

But fortunately, the saint is proficient in almost all fighting styles. When the two sides fight, the saint is like a giant python and twists and breaks the bones of the opponent's whole body through ground skills.

The awakened saint has studied how to use his increasingly powerful physical fitness. He is perfecting a brand-new fighting technique, a superhuman fighting technique, and the focus is on how to avoid ineffective blows.

So it is difficult for you to see two superhumans caught in close combat in the battle of the saints, like a tornado destroying the parking lot, destroying the nearby battlefield in a mess.

Although he is a fanatical believer, his understanding of the doctrine is very unique in many cases. For example, God did not give him bread, but the priest who gave him bread, so the saint believes that the fulfillment of God's will needs to be done by the hands of believers.
For another example, God didn't take the lives of those street villains. He must have been waiting for him to do it, so the saints did it, from knives to sniper rifles to poison.

In his bones, he is a pragmatist, so when the saint fights with people, he has been trying to add elements related to guns and bullets.

So much so that even though the boneless prisoner on the ground was face down and didn't even have the strength to turn over, he was still cursing and shouting: "Damn sixth, I have to wait until I come back next time"

Bah!
Tang Ji helped the other party end this pain, and a reminder flashed in front of his eyes again, just like a sip of iced Coke in summer.

"This should be the last one." Anthony and Tony pushed a weeping female player from the other direction with their guns: "Ethan's drone found two bodies that were no longer conscious. Soult killed one by mistake, and all ten are here."

Tang Ji looked at the female player whose mind had collapsed, and silently raised the prelude. The other player immediately screamed, and her whole body twitched uncontrollably.

"You know who I am." Tang Ji raised the player's chin with the muzzle of a gun. The opponent's appearance can only be rated as five points. Obviously, he has not experienced the "engraving service". It is no secret that the pioneers can carve the human body , Cathy Walter explained many things.

"You are Tang Ji!" The female player tried her best to calm herself down, but her physical reaction could not deceive anyone, and she was terrified.

"Are you afraid of me?" Tang Ji asked with great interest, "Why?"

"Some people say that you are special, and the damage you caused to us is irreversible." The female player explained tremblingly: "They also said that you can kill us."

"Do you believe it?" Tang Ji's muzzle moved from his chin to his forehead, and the cold touch made the opponent shudder.

"I don't know!" The female player screamed, closing her eyes and shouting loudly: "I don't believe it! It's all fake!"

pat!

Tang Ji pulled the trigger, and the sound of the firing pin echoed in the ears of the female player, and the turbid yellow liquid flowed down the trouser legs.

"Today is a good day, I changed my mind, you are lucky, I won't kill you this time." Tang Ji whispered in the other's ear: "I think next time we meet again, you must know whether those legends are true or not Now, if you don't believe me, remember to have a good chat with those players who died here today."

Hearing what Tang Ji said, none of the team members had any objections. They packed up the belongings left at the scene and left one by one along the dimension door Tang Ji opened.

As for Tang Ji himself, he could only simply tidy himself up, find a restaurant he liked, wait for a few hours after eating, and go back when Wang Zhengdao was free.

Recently, the business of transportation tools has been very busy. The establishment of the FBAS bureau has led to frequent exchanges between the branches of the ECS bureau of the European Union. They have seen the benefits that the real power department can bring, and they are actively running to try to grasp more. power.

Wang Zhengdao has been battered by this incident recently. The Ark Organization's position in the European Union is very detached. Apart from the Prophet's cheating package of investment plans, it has become a giant in the financial field of the European Union. The investment in superhumans has also ushered in a blowout period.

The Prophet knows almost all superhuman beings who will achieve great success in the future, and the only thing she has to do is to find them in advance.

Wang Zhengdao is just one of the 'geniuses' found by the Prophet, which is why the strength of the Ark organization has always been a little loose.

The Prophet’s impression of many people is in the future, but the fact is that the factors that determine a person’s character must include the external environment and life experience. Only a small number of people have a character like gold. Their three views and character have long been recognized. Before the influence of the Prophet, it was already finalized.

Such as Wang Zhengdao, such as Tang Ji.

But the Prophet didn't realize this at the beginning. She pushed many young people who still seemed immature to high positions with almost no demands and no cost.

Although Mikkelsen used Wang Zhengdao's identity to wash away a large number of conservative forces and idiots in the previous internal purge, the "legacy" left by the Prophet in this regard is too huge, and the purge alone is very difficult. It's hard to end it all.

After cleaning up the interior of the Ark organization, as well as the branches of the ECS Bureau in various places, it would be difficult for a rising star like Avalon to stand out early without the secret recommendation of the prophet.

Not to mention, the Prophet has supported those allies and pillars of the same camp that she met while looking into the future, either explicitly or implicitly, in many fields.

That mass cleansing did prevent the Ark organization from splitting and decaying, but it also ruined Wang Zhengdao's previous popularity among the 'Prophets'.

In fact, the best way is to put the Prophet back, let her take charge of the Ark again, and all the voices will disappear. The Prophet's status in the supernatural world of the European Union is like the Queen of Great Britain who has been in power for 70 years. Her reputation alone can overwhelm everyone. Dissonant voices.

In the circle, there is no one who has not been paid by the Prophet among the people who have a head and a face, and the few who have not received money have owed the Prophet more or less in various aspects.

But all the insiders, including the Prophet himself, don't want to take this path. In the Prophet's view, she managed to get rid of that responsibility in the name of feigning death. Why did she have to carry it back?
Anyway, the future she saw has been shattered by the players, she is now a little old lady in her dying years, and she can't be helped.

As for Wang Zhengdao, he can always accomplish what he is determined to do, which can be seen from his fighting skills.

Before he really became furious, Wang Zhengdao was the only opponent Tang Ji had ever met who had no chance of winning.

Three hours later, Wang Zhengdao finally appeared in front of Tang Ji in a hurry, asked the waiter to order a set meal that could be served as quickly as possible, and then unceremoniously took away the donuts that Tang Ji ordered.

"How about you?" Tang Ji silently pressed his coffee cup. Although instant coffee doesn't taste good, it is at least sweet enough to provide enough energy.

"Even if everything goes well, the British Military Intelligence Agency agrees to let its superhuman agents register with the ECS Bureau and hand over some assets for the establishment of a branch, but the branch must be supervised by them." Wang Zhengdao shrugged, and a donut The two disappeared: "It's that King William is a bit interesting. He wants a piece of greedy blood to become a superhuman, or make the prince a superhuman. For this, he is willing to pay [-] million."

"Don't tell me you refused?" Tang Ji was not used to the happiness of being backed by a big family. When he heard [-] million, he subconsciously decided that it was a big number worth a vote.

"I refused. I really don't want to see any international incidents." Wang Zhengdao looked tired. For him, this kind of political struggle was far more tiring than Tang Ji's murder together.

"What about you? How's the harvest today?" Wang Zhengdao saw the waiter bring his own portion of food, and reached out his hand to signal.

"Of ten players, six were killed and three escaped." Tang Jiyu watched Wang Zhengdao want to steal his coffee, and reached out and pressed the tray in advance: "Put one in."

"Put one? It's not like your style, to spread fear?" Wang Zhengdao gave Tang Ji a thumbs up: "That bastard Mikkelsen is simply the Michael Jordan of the education world."

"Forget it, where will I take you to?" Wang Zhengdao saw that Tang Jida couldn't afford to make a joke, so I made a move, and said directly: "I have to go to the Vatican to meet with the crown prince in the afternoon. Three metahumans in the form of angels, I have to go and see the specific situation."

"Night City, that extreme environmentalist has already built a prototype of the central prison. That bastard Mikkelsen asked me to check the results and educate the architect himself by the way." Tang Ji drank himself Wang Zhengdao always wondered: "What about the angels?"

"Let's talk on the way." Wang Zhengdao left a note on the table, and disappeared on the seat with Tang Ji in an instant. After experiencing the embarrassment last time, he has developed the habit of bringing cash when going out.

After experiencing two nuclear explosions, the central area of ​​Night City has completely become a hell for investors. Due to health concerns, even the locals will subconsciously stay away from this area. Even the street kids who love to die know this. The radiation exceeds the standard.

Of course, many of them don't know what radiation is, or they think it can be dealt with with guns and bullets.

Wang Zhengdao and Tang Ji appeared in a small alley in the central area. The prison in the central area is under planning. At present, only the inner ring has completed preliminary construction, covering only the size of two streets.

What really sets it apart from other prisons is the set of electromagnetic interference devices pulled out from the Fort Hood military base, which can effectively interfere with most space jumping abilities, including the dimension gate.

Therefore, Wang Zhengdao could only choose a location one kilometer away from the prison area, and then they met a group of street boys who were smashing shops along the street to pick up waste.

"Guys, we've met our peers!" A punk kid with shaved hair and tattooed with chrome-plated wire whistled loudly, and pointed a submachine gun at the two of them viciously.

The one in the lead came out of the shattered window carrying a box of electronic products. After seeing Tang Ji's face, his whole body stiffened immediately, and he yelled at the punk kid, "Is it your first fucking day out? Law enforcer Tang you Don't know each other?"

Tang Ji waved his hand and told these people to get out of here. He reminded the group of people: "All electronic products in this area are not allowed to be used. You illiterate people, go back and find out what EMP is and then scan the goods." !"

"Street kids nowadays are not as good as one generation after another." Tang Ji turned his head and said to Wang Zhengdao.

Wang Zhengdao only responded with one word——

"Tsk."

(End of this chapter)