But now, someone was trying to break the safety and fairness of the black market! This was tantamount to cutting off the business of this black market. As the saying goes, cutting off one's source of income is like killing one's parents! So very quickly, a dozen burly men swarmed out from the surroundings, holding various weapons. Without saying a word, they fired fiercely at the monster!
The weapons in the hands of these burly men were not very threatening. It seemed that the combat armour on the cube monster had absorbed most of the power of the bullets. Only one electromagnetic concussion bullet hit the monster's chest, causing it to stagger two or three steps back. However, it only left a charred mark and a bowl-sized wound on its body.
At this time, the monster had already retracted the iron chain again. It issued a hysterical roar from the depths of its throat, then the iron chain swept horizontally, whistling through the air with blood and broken bones!
Several gunmen who were standing at the front were sent flying. The unlucky guy at the front was torn into two halves at the waist, dripping with blood. The few people behind him were also sent flying like bowling balls. After they hit the wall, fresh blood slowly slid down the wall.
After killing five people, the chain with electric arcs did not lose its momentum. It slammed into a nearby pillar and circled around it a few times. Dust and bricks flew everywhere. The muscles on the arms of the square-shaped monster swelled up. It pulled hard, causing the lights on the wall to jingle. Even the whole building began to tremble! Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox Translated by XephiZ Edited by Lifer, Fingerfox Translated by XephiZ
Borrowing the momentum of this pull, the monster leaped out in a flash. After landing, it rolled and charged into the group of thugs. Its two incomparably long arms swung up and down, grabbing a person or an object and flinging it away fiercely! Some people were even smashed out of windows and fell downstairs miserably.
In a flash, the thugs collapsed to the ground, moaning repeatedly. It seemed that they were exhaling more than they were inhaling.
At this time, an old man sitting in an electric wheelchair quickly rushed over from a side passage. Although his eyebrows were white, there was a sense of ferocity in them, giving people the illusion that the disability of his legs was not a burden at all, but a powerful asset worth showing off!
Of course, what was even more eye-catching was that he had eight cyborgs with him. These eight cyborgs were not like the original Old Charlie, who was obviously just doing odd jobs.
They were actually Alliance soldiers captured by the Empire from the front line. They had undergone the deepest level of transformation to obliterate their personality, and they had not lost their various killing skills.
These people relied on large doses of stimulants to maintain a high level of mental stimulation. They did not need to sleep, and their lifespan was only 10 years. The muscles on their faces were distorted, and their eyes were blank and empty. They looked like they had become mentally retarded. However, these eight cyborgs were the most terrifying killers and lunatics. As long as their master gave the order, they would even tear off their own arms and eat them!
Obviously, the person behind the scenes of the black market had realised that the situation was out of his control, so he could only rush over. The old man looked at Grant in a private room and said calmly, "Grant, you've done well.
You've done well, Grant. “
For some reason, Grant shivered when he heard the old man's seemingly emotionless tone. Only then did he remember some legends about the old man called "Crippled Wolf" in front of him. Even the square-shaped monster roared and dared not move, because one of the cyborgs had already raised a gun shaped like a gourd and aimed it at him.
The deterrence that this single gun gave him was actually greater than ten guns combined!
That was because it was a liquid nitrogen gun, which was used when interstellar battleships were docked. Usually, the purpose of docking was to seize the opponent's hull, so using a flamethrower would cause too much damage. It would be bad if the flamethrower accidentally ignited any flowers or plants and caused an explosion.
Therefore, in order to ensure the ship's integrity, the best weapon to use for docking was a sonic weapon, which would cause the least damage. However, sonic weapons were also easy to guard against, so a weapon like a liquid nitrogen gun, which could instantly drop the surrounding temperature to hundreds of degrees below zero, was the best choice.
No matter how strong the square-shaped monster was, it could not compete with the low temperature of hundreds of degrees below zero. Besides, the gun was an AOE weapon, so it would be very difficult for the monster to dodge it given its size.
However, just as Crippled Wolf seemed to have intimidated everyone present, Grant did not panic when he saw that the situation was over. Instead, he sneered and said, "You're right.
"Crippled Wolf, do you think I'm a fool?"
Crippled Wolf said coldly.
"You were fine before, but today you look like a fool."
Glenn sighed as he looked at the cube monster and said, "You're right.
"You claim to be knowledgeable, but can't you tell the model of this organic weapon?"
To put it bluntly, 90% of Crippled Wolf's attention was not on the corpses of his subordinates — he could get as many bones as he wanted from his dogs. Instead, he was paying attention to the five Pi particles that weighed 18.9 grams in total!
Hearing Grant's words, Crippled Wolf frowned. Then, his expression changed drastically. He said hesitantly and fearfully.
"This modulation method seems to be the style of the Andromeda war zone? A modified warrior? Could it be …. "
"You know what's good for you." Glenn grinned. "I wonder who's the one acting like a fool today?"
Crippled Wolf's expression was very ugly. The muscles on his face were twitching non-stop.
Grant continued, "Don't you usually claim that you can even detect a yawn from a mouse in the North District? Why are you so uninformed today? Why did you hold this auction in advance? "
A young man next to Crippled Wolf could not help but shout angrily.
"That's because a big shot is here. Mungo ordered the auction to be cleared. Is that fake?"
Grant put on a fake smile and said,
"The one who's talking nonsense with that bastard Mungo is actually just Sir's deputy. That stupid guy thinks he's hooked up with someone else and is half-hearted. He's not qualified to talk to Sir at all! Sir was bored and heard that there was a fun place here, so he came here to relieve his boredom. He didn't expect there to be something he really likes. Crippled Wolf, Sir is giving you face by looking at your stuff! Why aren't you bringing it to Sir? "
Crippled Wolf's face was stiff. It looked like his face was covered with a mask. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly said to the young man next to him.
"Go and bring it to him."
The crowd was in an uproar, but a low voice suddenly came from behind Grant. Someone seemed to have said a few words. Grant immediately narrowed his eyes and said,
"Crippled Wolf, Sir wants you to bring it to him! It's not anyone else! "
Crippled Wolf was sitting in a wheelchair at the moment. How could he bring it to him? But he was really shameless. Without any hesitation, he struggled out of the wheelchair with a numb face. He crawled on the ground and kept twisting his body. He looked like a pitiful deformed worm. All the majesty and murderous aura he had was thrown out of the Milky Way.
At this moment, the cuboid monster suddenly went berserk again, and abruptly did a forward roll!
His movements and body size did not make people think of him as agile. Instead, he rolled over like a road roller. He grabbed the cyborg who was aiming at him with the freeze gun, headbutted him, kneed him, then lifted him up high, spun him a few times to show off, and slammed him heavily on the steps next to him! The sound of his spine breaking could be heard clearly. After a few kicks, the cyborg died on the spot.
Crippled Wolf did not react. He did not dare to react.
Grant sneered.
"No one can point a weapon at Test Subject No. 1 and still be alive."
While he was talking, the cyborgs around Crippled Wolf had already been slaughtered by the monster! The cyborgs would not attack without Crippled Wolf's order. Death was a relief for them. Many people were looking at Crippled Wolf's face on the ground, but he seemed to have put on a mask. No one could see through his thoughts.
He forcefully grabbed onto the handle of the new mech's case, then naturally reached out to grab the cloth bag made out of smelly socks.
But at that moment, Old Charlie, who had been standing to the side, suddenly moved. He stomped on Crippled Wolf's finger. With his current strength, the sound of the finger breaking could be heard clearly. Crippled Wolf immediately let out a shrill scream!
The stooped Old Charlie coughed twice, but he exerted more force under his feet. Crippled Wolf's screams became even louder. Old Charlie finally said slowly, "I'm sorry, Old Charlie.
Old Charlie finally said, "How dare you touch Master's property without completing the transaction?"
Old Charlie's attack this time was so sudden that many people were unable to recover from their shock! Their minds were so strange that it took them a moment to come back to their senses.
"How … how dare he do that?"
"Does he have a death wish?"
"Does he want to die?"
"…..?"
Old Charlie simply ignored the nonsense of the others. He slowly bent down and picked up the bag. At that moment, Grant smiled sinisterly.
"Charlie, do you really think you're a Marquis? Do you think you can touch this bag? "
Old Charlie looked at Grant with a pair of dim old eyes and said slowly, "This bag contains the money for the mech model.
"Inside this bag is the money that my master used to bid for the mecha. I don't care if you guys are fighting each other. The mecha wasn't sold, so we are taking back the money that we used to bid for it. Is there a problem? Is there a problem with that? Which constitution of the great Empire has this violated? "
Old Charlie's words immediately choked back Glenn's words. But at that moment, a shrill and weak voice suddenly came from the private room. The voice said indifferently, "What are you talking about?
"What bullshit constitution? My words are the constitution! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, then there's a big problem! Kill him! "
Then, an old voice solemnly added, "No weapons are allowed.
"Don't use energy weapons. The Pi element isn't very stable under high heat." If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. "
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