At the moment when the Black Serpent was attacked, the news had already reached the hands of today's owner through some channel.
In a seemingly inconspicuous coffee shop, a young man and woman were sitting by the window. They looked very ordinary, as if they were just there to kill some time in the afternoon.
If there was anything noteworthy about them, it was that the man was a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, and the young woman sitting opposite him gave off a very coquettish vibe. That was all.
"Miss Medusa, I think we have to part ways for a while."
The handsome blond foreigner showed a very elegant smile, then put a small box in his hand on the table and gently pushed it forward — like very good friends leaving each other a souvenir before they parted.
"This is just a small part of that thing. I think this is enough to prove our sincerity. As for the remaining part, I think it's more appropriate to wait until you're willing to pay a sufficient price for it before taking it out."
"I didn't expect their reaction to be so quick this time … and they killed three people so quickly. Although they are only peripheral members, they are also very powerful psychics … It seems that we have to check our intelligence channels again." Medusa pouted and then took the small box, "Besides, Mr. Vincent, don't you think it's too rash to put such an important thing in such a small box? This is disrespectful to the gods. "
"The gods don't care about such details." The blond man smiled slightly, then stood up, "I'm afraid they have begun to shrink the encirclement. I hope we can have a more pleasant atmosphere in the next cooperation."
"Of course … Oh, there's one more thing I have to remind you. The best way to escape is to escape in a straight line at the fastest speed, because there's an eye that can easily see through your fog …"
When Vincent left the coffee shop, Medusa stood up and carefully opened the delicate small box in her hand.
It was an inconspicuous triangular metal block with two small grooves on it, which proved that it should be able to be assembled with something else. Medusa put a small ring on her left hand near the metal block, and immediately, the latter emitted a faint blue halo.
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In an unguarded underground parking lot near the commercial street exit, a blonde European man was frantically starting his car while muttering in a low voice, "Are these the eyes that the woman was talking about? This doesn't feel good … "
It was Vincent who had separated from Medusa.
Ever since he left the coffee shop, he suddenly had a feeling that he was being spied on. No matter how he changed his course of action, tried to confuse others, and even changed his clothes and changed his appearance, the feeling was like a parasite that lingered in his soul. It was just like what the other party had said, "That eye can easily see through the fog around me."
"That woman must have some way to block this kind of prying." After spending a lot of effort to start the car that was a little disobedient, Vincent slammed the steering wheel. "Damn it, she must have predicted this."
There was no doubt about it. When he was with Medusa, this feeling was not promising, but as soon as he left the coffee shop, that eye immediately stared at him. Vincent really could not think of any other explanation other than "Medusa has a way to block the eyes' prying."
But what he did not know was that Medusa did not really mean to set him up, but the effect of the interference device was really limited. In fact, just a few minutes after the two separated, Medusa's side had also been exposed …
But even if it was also exposed, Vincent's situation could only be worse. After all, when it came to the foundation, this was Medusa's territory. Even if she was targeted, she had plenty of opportunities to escape, and he …
"Damn it! Just f * * king move! "
Vincent slammed the steering wheel again, and then the engine, which had been idling for several minutes, finally stopped …
You see, people with reverse psychology are not necessarily born in the 90s, right?
The sudden stop of the car stunned Vincent for a moment, and then he finally broke out and began to viciously destroy the already scarred steering wheel — until the entire steering wheel was pulled off by him with a click.
Then, the engine finally started …
The European handsome guy who was so polite not long ago was now on the verge of crying …
"You can't play like this …" Vincent threw the steering wheel aside with hot tears in his eyes, and pointed his middle finger upward. "God, f * * k your lungs!"
Just when this international friend, who was very proficient in China's cursing culture, was about to go crazy, a strange and rhythmic sound suddenly echoed in the empty underground parking lot.
Click … click … click …
It was a rhythmic sound of metal rubbing, like footsteps coming from afar.
A sudden sense of fatal threat swept over him as the sound suddenly stopped, tightly gripping his almost stopped heart. In the illusion, it was as if a cold long knife had already slashed through his body.
Vincent quickly opened the door next to him and jumped out with amazing agility.
"Buzz —"
A sharp metallic sound cut across his eardrums, causing all the hair on his body to stand at attention in an instant. Then, Vincent saw half of the car fly past his eyes, and at the same time, a sharp sound of wind came from the back of his head.
… So neat …
This was the first word that suddenly popped up in his brain, which was slightly down.
"Mission start!"
A cold, robotic female voice rang out from behind him, followed by a second attack. However, Vincent, who was already prepared, successfully dodged it again. With a leap, he leaped over a distance of nearly twenty meters. When he landed, a half-meter long dagger appeared in his hand.
It was really hard for him to bring such a thing out … Didn't he feel nervous?
"… Oh … God … What is that …"
When Vincent finally had the chance to see who attacked him, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.
A … monster?
A mechanical monster formed by a woman and a scorpion — this was the word that flashed through Vincent's mind.
As a member of the "Tower of Babel" organization, Vincent thought that he had faced any kind of strange battlefield and most strange enemies, but at this moment, the mechanical scorpion woman that appeared in front of him — okay, this was a really complicated way to describe it — made him lose his mind for a moment.
And this moment of absent-mindedness was accurately grasped by the strange mechanical scorpion. Almost in a microsecond, the mechanical scorpion that was still tens of meters away had already arrived in front of him. While being shrouded by the two-meter-tall figure, two giant machetes of outrageous length also slashed down at his head.
"Boom!"
The huge explosion instantly caused the entire parking lot to be filled with car alarms. The two long machetes that were wrapped in a strange halo had amazing electricity. Vincent, who narrowly dodged, could not help but feel lucky that he did not try to block just now. Otherwise, even if he blocked the two deadly murder weapons, it would be unknown whether he could survive the impact of the electromagnetic explosion.
The huge scorpion woman slowly retracted the long machete in her hand and then turned her head to Vincent.
If it were another environment and a different way, perhaps a certain old handsome man who always flaunted himself as a gentleman would be interested in praising the beautiful face of the wild beauty opposite him. But at this moment, Vincent only felt a kind of bone-chilling coldness.
Those were definitely not the eyes of a living creature. There was no emotion that could possibly appear in the eyes of a human at all. There was no pity. There was no hesitation, not even murderous intent and hostility. It was just an organ used to complete the task of "seeing". Just from that pair of eyes, Vincent concluded that it was impossible to communicate with the other party.
Impossible to communicate … That was not a human at all, not even any kind of living creature. She had no emotions, logic, and reason. She was just a weapon created for killing and destruction, a steel plate that was executing orders, and a pile of metal that was ready to kill him. That was all.
Many thoughts flashed through Vincent's mind, but his movements did not stop at all. The speed of the other party was far beyond common sense. Even when he activated his supernatural ability, he could only escape in a panic. Facing such an enemy, although escaping might not necessarily be useful, staying still would definitely be more fatal.
Finding an opening, Vincent abruptly sprinted to the side. Without accelerating at all, he turned into a shadow and ran for nearly a hundred meters. At the same time, in a way that completely defied the common sense of physics, he made a few turns and passed through a large parking area. This was enough to prove that he was not an ordinary human.
But such a speed and the obstacles he had high hopes for were meaningless. The huge mechanical scorpion appeared in front of him in a flash.
"Ah!"
Suddenly facing such a strange and terrible enemy, even the battle-hardened Special Agent of Babel could not suppress his exclamation. He stopped in a completely impossible way and then jumped back more than 10 meters.
The extreme agility and speed of "Sonic" Vincent could only be used to escape.
"Squeak … Squeak … Squeak … Squeak …"
Messy sounds of objects breaking rang out. Behind Vincent, in the path of the scorpion, more than ten cars and two pillars that were more than a meter thick began to fall apart as if they had just been freed from the "pause button."
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