The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 94 True and False
  "Boom! Boom!"

Before Zhu Mingyao's warning sounded, a muffled sound was heard, accompanied by violent air waves and smoke.

I saw the so-called "Officer Mark" with arms as strong as iron, and he suddenly and firmly grasped the agent in front of him. He kicked his legs with such force that a shallow pit opened up on the ground!
  The fat and bloated body seemed to turn into a flesh and blood cannon at this time. At an incredible speed, it pulled up a stream of afterimages and rushed towards the people under the tent!

"Ta-ta-ta!" gunfire sounded.

Even though they were injured and their colleagues were taken hostage, several armed agents still showed extraordinary professionalism. In an instant, they turned their guns and opened fire without hesitation.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The bullet hit the agent who was being used as a shield, making a few soft noises. He grunted a few times, enduring the pain caused by the violent impact. Fortunately, the special body armor and helmet he was wearing were at this moment. It has a great effect and should be able to barely save a life.

But just because it hasn't been sieved doesn't mean it's safe.

The next moment, the agent felt a strong force coming from his back. He flew up like a cloud and mist, and involuntarily slammed into the tent!
  Just when he was about to hit him with a look of horror on his face, the runes embroidered on the roof of the sunshade tent flickered, and the tassels hanging down from all sides shook slightly, suddenly creating an invisible wall of force field, knocking him unconscious and also Block his body.

However, the defensive spell attached to the tent was automatically triggered by the impact, blocking the trapeze shot.

Before the people under the tent could take a breath, they saw a dark shadow flashing in front of them. That "Officer Mark" had unexpectedly broken through the bullet blockade and rushed forward.

At least seven or eight holes had been punched in his fat body, and blood was dripping down. However, his expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened. He just turned his hands and raised the assault rifle that had just been torn off the agent. The rifle pressed against the wall of the force field and pulled the trigger!

"fake..."

Charles's pupils shrank, and he didn't even have time to finish a sentence of the federal curse. He threw himself hard, pressed the two ladies' heads with both hands, and lay down under the divination round table.

Although he is not specifically responsible for logistics work, as one of the department heads of the Special Investigation Bureau, Charles also has a deep understanding of the performance of these equipment, and understands that the stored defensive force field is only for emergency use, and no plan can stop it. Close range shooting.

Just as he expected, the sparks from the enemy's muzzle flickered twice, and the force field wall trembled for a while and disappeared under the weight. The subsequent rounds of bullets swept over without any hindrance!
  In an instant, sparks and broken wood flew together, gold dust and silver dust danced together, and the expensive divination round table was instantly scrapped.

Fortunately, the Special Investigation Bureau is indeed very wealthy, and the wood used to build the round table is very valuable and thick. Even though it was beaten to pieces and was a mess, it still firmly protected the three people hiding under the table.

After the shooting here, the gunshots stopped. Charles immediately seized the opportunity, rolled out from under the table, squatted half-crouched, raised the Glock in his hand, and fired in an instant.

The slightly fat body actually looked quite strong at this moment.

Even if he is not a professional combatant, Charles is still an excellent elite agent!
  His actions could not be described as tactful and decisive, but it was a pity that the target he faced this time was not capable of being matched by ordinary people.

As soon as he pulled the trigger with his front foot, he felt his vision blurred with his back foot. Severe pain came from his chest and right arm almost at the same time. He couldn't help but vomit blood and fell out. The communication equipment on the side was smashed into parts.

It was at this moment that the large pearls adorned on the roof of the tent suddenly emitted a white soft light and fell down, like white miniature meteors hitting the enemy's plump figure. At the same time, a bright streak of light shone down. The blurred silver light rushed out from under the table and headed straight for the opponent's door!

It was Ms. Lisa who took advantage of the situation and counterattacked. She lay on the ground with her hair in a messy bun. Although her face was frightened, she held the girl in her arms to protect her, and activated the spell with one hand. The bright silver light It was shot out from her thick silver bracelet.

As a veteran supernatural being, how could he not have the ability to defend himself even though he was a fortune teller who was not good at fighting?
  To Lisa's surprise, in the face of her double attack, "Officer Mark" did not dodge, letting the miniature meteors and silver light hit him, making a sizzling sound like barbecue and thick black smoke.

In the black smoke, "Officer Mark" seemed to feel no pain. He raised his big hand, which was exposed to the white bones under the wash of spell energy, and punched the two weak women!
  Feeling the strong wind blowing against her face, Ms. Lisa had no time to react. She could only hold the trembling girl in her arms tightly and leave her fate to God.

However, the almighty God does not seem to intend to open the door of heaven to these two beautiful ladies early. At the critical moment, a golden light from the slanting thorn suddenly flew out and turned into a majestic and solemn golden light that bloomed in front of her, repelling the enemy's pursuit.

Seeing the golden light floating on the two people's bodies, "Officer Mark"'s face moved for the first time, showing a bit of regret. Before he could wave his hand to attack again, he heard a loud shout behind him.

"Monster, watch and fight!"

Following the loud shouts, a bolt of plain white sword energy flew forward immediately, followed closely by a stream of red flames mixed with the shadow of a mountain staff. It was Zhu Mingyao who came to the rescue in time!

The incident just now is a long story, but it actually happened in a split second. The enemy came so fast that he almost couldn't catch up, so he had to throw out a treasured trump card and save the two of them.

Seeing that the defense formed by the golden light could not be broken for a while, "Officer Mark" had no choice but to turn around and meet the young magician who arrived.

He first voluntarily gave up one of his arms and forcefully ate the lung-gold sword energy that flew towards him. Among the rotten flesh and broken bones, dots of turbid and strange dirty blood entangled tightly with the sword energy, and both of them were annihilated.

Then he showed a ferocious smile, and the fat all over his body trembled violently and squirmed. His whole body seemed to melt and dissolve, turning into a raging wave of flesh that rushed toward the firelight and the shadow of the staff.

Zhu Mingyao stopped suddenly at his feet, and the shadow of a mountain stick suddenly disappeared without a trace. The seemingly menacing blow was actually a false shot.

He twisted his waist lightly to avoid the waves of flesh, and floated to the two ladies like flying catkins. His mahogany cane and one foot were placed on the backs of the two of them, and a soft force was sent out to lift them up. , flying out of the tent close to the ground.

The wave of humanoid flesh over there was unable to restrain its momentum and collided head-on with the fire.

Surrounded by red fire waves, the smell of burning overflowed, and two crazy roars sounded at the same time, mixing together to make people shudder.

Seeing this, Zhu Mingyao shook his mahogany cane and shook off a few drops of blood stained on it, and sneered:

"Mr. Quinn, are you still unwilling to show your true colors?"

The waves of flesh exploded suddenly, and the tent trembled with the turbulent waves of air. Amidst the flying flesh and blood, a tall and thin black shadow sprang out and landed on the side like a ghost, half hunched over, with a fierce gaze like a beast. Staring at this young warlock who ruined his good deeds.

"How do you know who I am?"

Zhu Mingyao chuckled, with a hint of joking in his tone:

"Mr. Quinn, to borrow what you just said

——Because you are standing opposite me now! "

As soon as the words came out, Quinn's expression changed drastically.

"So it's you!"

(End of this chapter)