Phil cursed inwardly and tried his best to control his body, but it was already too late.
With the sound of heavy and fast footsteps, the two red lights quickly approached.
Looking at the shocked "Lannie," Lamarr grinned sinisterly. "Die, you son of the beach!"
Duang！
There was the clear sound of metal colliding.
Lamarr was stunned.
A strange person with a black and white skull suddenly appeared between him and "Lannie."
The other party's right hand happened to grab his left fist.
"Die." Lamarr was only stunned for a brief moment before he immediately roared angrily and exerted force with his left arm and feet, trying to use his tremendous mechanical strength to knock down this new opponent.
But … it was useless!
The black and white skull sized him up with its head tilted as it stood steadily on the spot. Even its arms didn't shake.
Lamarr's expression changed.
Before he could react, the muzzle of Luke's gun in his left hand was pressed against his abdomen. Bang!
Bang!
Two Paralysis Grenades landed on it.
Before he could feel the impact in his abdomen, Lamarr subconsciously kicked out with both feet.
Duang！ Duang！ Duang！
The loud sound of metal colliding echoed in the room.
The two figures were still in place, but their legs turned into countless afterimages as they fiercely collided.
But in less than two seconds, Lamarr's legs suddenly went limp, and he passed out.
Luke grabbed him and put him into Space 2 as he pointed the gun in his left hand behind him.
Bang! A paralysis bullet shot out.
Phil looked at him in surprise and collapsed on the sofa.
Luke apologized inwardly and put him into Space 2 as well.
If he didn't lose consciousness, he wouldn't be able to be put into Space 2. He could only let Phil faint first.
After that, he waited for a moment.
In Space 2, Osiris began to model Lamarr's entire body, including his fingerprints, irises, body shape, and so on.
In less than a minute, all of Lamarr's information was inputted into a blank Thousand Faces system.
Two minutes later, the model was complete.
Luke put away his armor and put on a new mask.
Ten seconds later, a brand-new Iron Hand Lamarr appeared in the room.
Luke put on a black suit and deliberately messed it up a little, before he opened the door and left.
At this time, the interrupted power had been restored again.
The black man who was guarding the door was stunned when he saw Luke. "Boss, you …"
Luke waved his hand impatiently. "I was a little heavy-handed. I knocked her out. Hmm, what happened just now? Why was there a blackout? "
The black man shook his head. "I don't know."
Luke glared at her. "Then why are you still here? Get up there and solve the problem for me before you come back. "
The dark-skinned man's body trembled. He nodded repeatedly and broke into a run.
As for why Boss Lamar had suddenly become so hot-tempered, it was probably because his needs had not been met, which was very normal.
It was even easier to suddenly put on sunglasses. Perhaps he would be beaten into a black-eyed chicken by Lanny Sweetie.
With that in mind, the black man ran even faster.
Watching his boss's disgraceful performance was a suicidal action. He didn't want to be the ninth follower to be killed.
With a gloomy face, Luke walked to the first floor and stood in front of an elevator, as if he was thinking about something.
At the same time, he activated Sharp Nose and Elementary Sound Wave, and Fu quickly analyzed the function of the small screen next to the elevator.
Ten seconds later, he seemed to wake up from his thoughts. He walked to the elevator and pressed his right hand on the small screen.
The screen lit up. At the same time, an instrument shot out a red light and scanned Luke's eyeball.
After a few seconds, the elevator quietly opened. He walked in and the elevator descended.
…
At the same time, in a room somewhere in the special economic zone, a man suddenly frowned.
In the bathroom, he turned on his phone and frowned when he saw a message.
The message was just two numbers. The first one indicated the target's number, and the second one indicated the emergency.
Nobody else who received the message would understand anything. Only those who knew the number and the emergency code would know what it meant: Lamar, the system is lost.
He left the room and took the elevator.
A red-haired woman in the elevator saw him and nodded slightly. "Agent Garrett, are you off duty?"
John Garrett replied with a polite smile, "Yes, Agent Hannah."
After that, they tacitly looked away and didn't say anything else as they looked at the special economic zone outside the transparent elevator.
They were familiar with each other, but they didn't have a personal relationship, and didn't even have much contact when it came to official business.
The only reason they were able to exchange pleasantries was because they were in the same elevator.
In order to make the silence on the way downstairs more normal, the two of them used the simplest of pleasantries.
When the elevator reached the first floor, Hannah nodded at him again and walked out.
Garrett relaxed a little. Not only was Hannah smart and capable, she wasn't on his side.
The news just now had made him a little emotional, and it wouldn't be good if she noticed.
The elevator continued to descend and soon reached the underground garage.
Garrett got into the car and left the Crooked Wing Building behind.
Only then did his expression relax. From a relaxed smile, he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes, making his entire face look gloomy.
Lamar himself was nothing to him; he was just a pawn.
But this pawn was still a successful experiment, and the experimental model of the Death Warrior he was wearing was expensive.
On the other hand, Lamar's life and death were in Garrett's hands, and he wasn't afraid of Lamar's betrayal at all.
The clairvoyant system in Lamar's eyes only had an hour of safety before it self-destructed on time and burned through Lamar's head.
At the same time, the experimental model of the Death Warrior would explode and destroy anyone who had designs on it.
That was why Garrett had entrusted Lamar with the task of receiving the Mexican goods.
Lamar's bar in Baltimore was chaotic enough, and it was close enough for Garrett to control.
However, Garrett did not go to Baltimore. Instead, he went to another place.
…
When Luke entered the second floor, he realized that it was actually a warehouse that was made entirely of cement.
There was no need for anyone to stay here. Instead, it was necessary to minimize the possibility of someone sneaking in. There weren't even any ventilation ducts.
No wonder the mechanical spiders couldn't get in. Apart from the elevator and the alloy door, there were no other gaps in the warehouse.
After checking and confirming that there were no surveillance devices, Luke tossed all the goods and cash into his inventory.
There wasn't much. The goods were only a few dozen kilograms, and only a hundred thousand.
There were a lot of scratches on the floor and the walls, which meant that a lot of goods were often piled up here, but they had all been moved away this time.
Luke wasn't disappointed, because there were still some interesting things here.
A set of special machinery was placed in a corner of the warehouse. He didn't have time to figure out what it was for, but it was undoubtedly more expensive.
It didn't seem like something that someone like Lamar would like to play with, but it was similar to the style of his mechanical equipment.
Naturally, he had to take the machinery away. Only then did he return to the first floor.
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