I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 397

Katsuta Hideyoshi was still alive, and he made all the money from the three commissions standing up, but only if he was still alive. They had a car accident.

He watched with his own eyes his old buddy Ryan Anderson being turned into a puddle of mud on the wall by the vehicle they were driving.

Because of the bulletproof glass, Katsuta even remembered how the vehicle and the wall crushed each other in an instant, and how the bodily fluids broke through the barrier of the skin and sprayed out.

Ren's ability is to create a 'liquefied area' within his controllable range, which can easily allow them to pass through solids such as walls, but his ability obviously had an accident in another use.

According to incomplete statistics, among the incidents that lead to the death/injury of superhumans in the superhuman circle, the loss of control/ineffectiveness of supernatural abilities ranks first, followed by kidnapping, and Tang Ji ranks third bit.

So to sum up, Renn's death was not wronged, because he encountered the 'Grim Reaper' who ranked first and third on the ranking list at the same time.

Katsuta Hideyoshi spent three seconds thinking about how to survive in this desperate situation, but his mind was muddled, and these three seconds were completely wasted.

Fortunately, Brother Masood bought him a few more seconds. Boom!Boom!Well, two seconds and then the driver.

This is a matter of probability. The only reason why the driver died in front of Katsuta Hideyoshi was that he got off the car in the same direction as Tang Ji appeared.

Katsuta Hideyoshi was very sure that if he was the one sitting there, there would never be a second possibility, he was dead.

But today is obviously Hideyoshi Katsuta's lucky day. Not only did he hang up four clients in one mission, but he also successfully received the requirements of three of them. This is rare in the mercenary business. , Those who have not messed up are all master-level tasks.

Of all the five, Hideyoshi Katsuta just escaped the first four deaths, and when Tang Ji pointed the big revolver that was passed down in countless legends in the Tao, Hideyoshi Katsuta knew that it was time to end.

pat!

However, the sound of the hammer being released made Katsuda Hideyoshi feel that his life seemed to be sublimated in an instant.

Of course Tang Ji knew that his gun was out of bullets, and even if this weapon was not a revenge weapon connected by his blood, he would never make such a mistake.

If he really did this, it can only prove one thing, Tang Ji is enjoying the process, enjoying the fear and despair emanating from the prey.

For rage, this emotion is a breeze in summer, a puddle of water in a desert.

Tang Ji took out a bullet in front of Katsuta Hideyoshi, showed him the size and model of the bullet like a street magician, and then bounced the bullet high into the air.

The cylindrical bullet spun up into the sky, and then, under the action of gravity, the bullet fell back downwards, and fell precisely into the prelude's bullet nest.

The gunman shook slightly, the cylinder returned to its place, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the target again.

"I work for Mikkelsen-sama!" Katsuta Hideyoshi knelt on the ground shamelessly, posing in the Neon Man's classic Dogeza posture: "If I offend you, please forgive me!"

Mikkelsen, who was watching the live broadcast through Ethan's drone, showed a smile on his face. He pulled the communicator on the table and said to Tang Ji: "If you don't have to kill him, you can Leave this person to me, I think such an interesting person can join the suicide squad and mediate their internal conflicts."

"You also arranged the Losas logo?" Tang Ji's voice echoed in the office, but Mikkelsen immediately replied: "How can I be so boring?"

Tang Ji looked at Katsuta Hideyoshi who was kneeling on the ground, and then looked back at the Losas logo that had gradually dissipated behind him. The prelude's bullet nest bounced off again, spun rapidly under the palm of his hand, and was loaded again.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance. There's only one bullet. I'll shoot you three times. If you're lucky, you can continue to live."

pat!

Without waiting for Katsuda Hideyoshi to react, Tang Ji pulled the trigger and let go.

pat!

It was still empty, but Katsuta Hideyoshi watched the barrel with full attention, imagining that the bullet flew towards him with the flame.

Bah!
In the third shot, the bullet grazed Katsuta Hideyoshi's scalp and hit the wall behind him.

"You're dead." Tang Ji put away the prelude and said to Mikkelsen, "You pick up your people, I'm not in charge of delivery."

Tang Ji turned and left alone. Behind him, one after another, the genetically broken swords representing Lothas were appearing, which represented the silent resistance of superhumans.

Soult was undoubtedly the busiest person tonight. He was like a firefighter, constantly running back and forth on the streets to support law enforcement officers who hid behind patrol cars, hid in the crowd, and called for backup from a safe distance.

Obviously, the entire Night City branch of the Green Wave Lake Security Group has a certain degree of hostility towards Adams' second airborne return to the position of manager of the Law Enforcement Bureau, even if the other party once belonged to this company.

But the direction of interest that Adams now represents is undoubtedly different from that of the entire Law Enforcement Bureau. He is Tang Ji's mouthpiece, the monitor and whistleblower in the Law Enforcement Bureau.

What's more, there is still a grievance worth more than [-] lives between Lubo Lake Security and Tang Ji. However, the massacre of their colleagues by Tang Ji happened last year.

These people may never have the chance to seek revenge from Tang Ji, but now facing this 'airborne' manager and this task from the FBAS Bureau, it's okay for them to show an attitude that I just want to paddle.

It is easy to write that law enforcement officers at the grassroots level are holding the heart of watching the excitement and not being afraid of big things, and constantly report the crimes they have witnessed related to superhumans, and at the same time they will ask for support regardless of the urgency of the situation.

It is no exaggeration to say that with their sensitivity tonight, even if someone is littering on the street, these law enforcement officers will report such garbage information in accordance with the standard procedures previously notified by the FBAS Bureau.

Before Tang Ji was labeled as a world-renowned terrorist, if you provoke him, he might be served with a prelude to the prelude one morning, but now, he has become part of the system again. Lost 90.00% of its deterrence.

This is exactly what Sirte encountered now. He hurried nine kilometers, crossed four blocks, and rushed to the scene where he had applied for support before, only to see two law enforcement officers leaning against the patrol car, each holding a cup of coffee , Just this donut, looking at the scene of the car accident in the distance.

They neither organized rescue work nor planned to deal with the aftermath. The only thing they did was to symbolically pull two cordons to prevent civilians from approaching.

But with the level of conflict tonight, no Yecheng people planned to stay on the street to watch the excitement.

So the two law enforcement officers were very conspicuous. The scene was a series of four-vehicle collisions. The thick smoke and flames fooled Ethan's drone, making him mistakenly believe that there was really a superhuman crime that needed support. .

"Are you going to look at it like this?" Soult turned around several vehicles in a blink of an eye. The good news is that there are no burnt wounded inside. The bad news is that judging from the degree of burning of the vehicles, this chain The fire caused by the car accident has been burning for a while.

Those two enforcers were wasting their time on purpose.

"I heard that it was a fast-running superhuman who crashed into the first car and caused the chain accidents that followed, so I think this case should belong to you." One of the law enforcement officers looked at Su curiously. Walter's armor, and said provocatively: "He also wears your helmet."

boom!
Before the law enforcer could finish speaking, Soult rammed the patrol car behind them into the air, turning the scene of the car accident over there into a scene of a five-car serial collision.

"Is that the same car he hit?" Soult pressed the talking enforcer to the ground with one hand and asked viciously, "Did he ever say that he would tear your head off and kick it as a ball?"

This is already the fourth time he has run this kind of "empty job" tonight, which makes Surte very angry. He doesn't know how these people are so different from Tang Ji because they are also law enforcement officers.

"No, he didn't say that but he said, if you bring you here, you can give us [-] yuan." The law enforcement officer who was pressed to the ground showed a ruthless face, and stretched out his hand and was thrown a small flash bomb behind his back.

A blinding white light flashed through the night, and the enforcer's partner, who had been standing beside him, had been wearing a pair of decorative goggles for protection at this time, allowing him to see clearly in this exposure.

However, Surte, who came out of Lost Mountain's 'advanced education', has a built-in strong light protection function in his helmet. This kind of individual-level flash bomb is meaningless to Surte.

The law enforcement officer had only half drawn his pistol before he was knocked unconscious by Soult's punch.

Although he was young, he had a lot of experience in the world, so he knew immediately that he was in an ambush, and started searching the nearby area directly in the bullet time state.

Soon, Sirte found three militants with deadly weapons on the third floor of a high-rise building facing the street. What surprised him was that in the room, a door had been assembled and equipped with a high-power battery pack. laser cannon.

Surte sent a photo of this thing to Ethan, and Ethan told Surte in the most intuitive way that the price of this weapon was enough for him to eat chewing gum for a lifetime.

The appearance of this level of weapons here only proves one thing, that is, the escalation of this war hidden under the water.

The Ma group was the first to have an accident. First, Tony's prosthetic was disturbed, and then Martin was shot through with body armor and half of his waist disappeared.

When the saints called for support, the shadows changed their perspectives and found at least twenty ambushers around them.

They seem to be fighting the whole city, and more and more superhumans are participating. From Ethan's perspective, there are already more than [-] superhumans taking advantage of the night to stir up trouble.

This scale is much larger than the number of superhumans that appeared during the Omaha massacre. Even Luthor was frightened by this number.

"This is only one-tenth of our estimated scale. According to Wu Qianying's algorithm, there should be at least 2 superhuman groups in Night City." A classic version of Mikkelsen sitting in Luthor's mansion: " These are just the restless ones."

"In my eyes, they are very restless, please don't mind my choice of words." Luther took out his own collection of champagne and poured a glass for Mikkelsen: "I always think that the awakened have supernatural abilities, just like The kid has a loaded rifle."

Luther took a sip of champagne to suppress the boredom in his heart, because there was a loud explosion just outside the window, this is already the first time tonight: "This society is not ready to accept their appearance. Prepare, it won’t happen in the past, it won’t happen now, and it will be difficult in the future.”

"I mean, the children are all pure, but no one can guarantee that these children with guns will not shoot and hurt people because of curiosity or poor self-control." Luthor could guess that Miko who was sitting opposite Erson is also a superhuman, he is not a dry person, he has to investigate his new partner.

But Mikkelsen's information was cleaned up by himself as if it never existed, but Luthor was so lucky that he found a photo of Mikkelsen in his grandfather's photo album.

The time written on it is 1986.1.28, when the spaceship Challenger crashed. At the wreckage scene, Mikkelsen stood with other people in old-fashioned suits, with serious faces.

Luthor thinks he is either a superhuman or an alien, but this is good news, because his number one enemy is the alien now, and he especially needs the help of Martian Uncle Martin.

"Actually, it's not as dangerous as you think. Most superhumans may never realize that they are superhumans in their lifetime. They belong to the weak awakening." Mikkelsen is in a good mood today, and he is willing to say a few more words with Luthor. Showed a very valuable temperament, he is very sincere.

Not the kind of "derogatory" sincerity, but the sincerity of being willing to temporarily tolerate and make sacrifices for the sake of greater interests or ideals.

"Only a quarter of superhumans will immediately realize that they have become different after awakening." Mikkelsen continued: "And a large part of these people, their abilities are not so much Rifles are more like electric irons and washing machines. The reason why you feel that superhumans are dangerous is because those who actually hold rifles wantonly destroy the existing order, and the FBAS Bureau, or Tang Ji, can The one who made them put their guns down."

"As soon as tomorrow dawns, we will know who among these superhumans is holding the gun and who is holding the electric iron." Mikkelsen said in the middle of the conversation with enthusiasm, and suddenly frowned, because he While speaking, there was another explosion, exactly the same as the previous one.

"What about the player?" Luther poured champagne again without noticing Mikkelsen's strange behavior.

But Mikkersen had stood up and smashed the huge tempered glass window with the expensive handicrafts on the table, and the window cracked in a way that can only be seen in comic animation.

At this time, the entire Night City fell silent, only a figure emerged from the zenith: "How did you find out?"

　PS: fell asleep. just changed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)