life copy game

Chapter 250 Borrowing the 'bureau' (seeking collection, subscription, monthly ticket)
"You iron lump, why are you so strong?"

Kyle stood up from the ground with difficulty.

In order to prevent the powerful extraordinary prisoners from escaping, the FBI will only give the prisoners a little food to survive when they are in custody, so as to prevent the prisoners from recovering too well and have the strength to escape.

Kyle himself has been imprisoned for a long time, and he is only given some barely life-sustaining food every day.

Even if he consciously hides his strength, after such a long-term weakening, he is actually not that strong.

It seems a bit strong on the outside but on the inside.

His escape from prison just now has actually exhausted most of his strength.

His power can only burst out for a short time, and the longer it drags on, the weaker his body will become.

So he wants to make a quick decision.

He glanced at the long sword in He Ao's hand, flashed to the side, the figure disappeared like a ghost, and attacked He Ao from the side.

This is also a technique for fighting mechas. Many mechas have detectors around their bodies, but what is mainly transmitted to the operator's main field of view is only the front and rear images, and the side images are generally placed in the secondary field of view.

Therefore, the field of vision in the side direction has received less attention.

However, human energy is limited. In high-intensity battles, if the enemy is very maneuverable and rushes quickly from the side, although the mecha itself will prompt, if the mecha operator does not react quickly, it is easy to be attacked by a group of enemies. hit wreck.

But obviously, He Ao is not such a rookie operator.

While backing sideways, he raised his right hand and stabbed out with a sword.

The sword brushed across Kyle's cheek, leaving a trail of blood on his old face.

Kyle's hand paused, looked at the alloy sword in He Ao's hand in shock, and swallowed.

"Wei An, you said that you won't kill me."

"That was an agreement," He Ao looked at him calmly, "but Mr. Kyle, you didn't keep the agreement."

The moment He Ao spoke, Kyle made a sudden move and grabbed He Ao's chest in the middle.

He has already realized that there may be the energy source, as long as the energy source is destroyed, this iron lump will have no power.

He Ao calmly watched Kyle's movements through the window of the mecha.

He turned to one side again, the silver sword light retracted, swirled, stabbed, and the cold blade pierced into the fiery body.

The bright red blood blooms bright flowers in the rainy night.

Like a rose dyed red with life.

"I···"

Kyle opened his mouth, looking at the long sword that accurately pierced his heart, a mouthful of rusty aftertaste filled his throat, blocking all his words.

He Ao slowly drew out his long sword.

The silver long sword shattered instantly and merged into the silver-gray mecha.

He turned around and walked quietly along the rain curtain.

A muffled sound came from behind him, it was the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

The heavy armor slowly receded, turning into a silver-gray suitcase again.

He walked to the corner and picked up the long black umbrella leaning against the corner.

boom-

The umbrella is stretched open, and the wide umbrella cuts off the world outside the umbrella and the world inside the umbrella.

Howo looked down at the other side of the corner.

Here is a piece of clean eaves, and under the eaves are a pair of wet footprints.

Someone once stopped here, watching the battle between He Ao and Kyle from a distance.

He Ao noticed the existence of this person, but he didn't do anything to him.

This is not the best place for two people to fight.

He Ao raised his head and looked at the bright city in front of him. Under the bursting rain, the once shining neon lights also became hazy and dreamy, like a looming mirage.

The light on the bracelet suddenly turned on, it was a message from the old housekeeper.

The content of the news is very simple. Suddenly, two B-level alien beasts appeared around the high wall of Kaya City. The regiment commander and chief of staff of the city defense army went to threaten the alien beasts. The city defense army is currently on emergency alert.

He Ao didn't reply, but quietly turned off the bracelet,

The city defense army was dragged.

Neither the FBI nor the police department in Kaya is strong enough.

It also means that the most powerful force that can maneuver and quickly extinguish the forces of evil gods has been delayed.

At this moment, all the clues in He Ao's mind were connected into a single thread.

This is an inning.

he knows.

The Nord Consortium, the Church of the God of Chaos, and many people in Kaya City all want him to die.

he knows.

But he also knew that he didn't have much time.

Once 'Vian' dies.

Who can hold these people down?
The old butler has experience and ability, but he is old, and Lena is young, but she still needs to grow up.

The existence of Christos will create an excellent development environment for Kaya City.

But even with such a good environment, we still face internal and external resistance from various directions and fields.

If He Ao leaves, no one will be able to suppress these resistance forces.

Everything he left behind will be lost with his departure.

People die.

Hoo's time was too short.

So he had to use some simple and crude methods to solve these obstacles.

This is a game against him, and it is also a stage for him to borrow a knife.

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The figure of the young man walks through the rain.

Suddenly there was the sound of selling from a loudspeaker ahead.

It was a stall under a huge rain canopy. The hazy rain mixed with flickering lights illuminated the gloomy cheeks of the stall owner.

"What do you want sir?"

When the boss saw someone approaching, he greeted him with a smile.

He Ao glanced across the booth, and finally stopped on a black and white smiling face mask in the middle of the booth.

That's the mask of 'K'.

"Excuse me, sir, this is my own."

The boss saw He Ao's focus on the mask, and quickly reached out to put the mask away.

"Need not."

He Ao shook his head lightly, put down a hundred federal currency bill, reached out to pick up the mask, and disappeared into the rain.

The store owner stared blankly at the hundred-yuan bill, and stretched out his hand to pinch his thigh.

This is the biggest bill he has received since he lost his job because he participated in a parade in support of K.

He looked at the banknotes in his hand, finally shook his head, grabbed an umbrella and rushed out, "Sir, you paid too much."

However, when he rushed into the rain.

In the dark night, the figure with the umbrella was no longer visible.

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Howe looked at the mask in his hand.

Slowly bring it on the cheek.

The cold wind of the silent night blows the majestic rain.

A little rain fell on the pure white part of the smiling face mask, and then blown by the night wind, crossed the border between black and white, and flowed into the dark field.

Howe was standing under a bright street lamp at the moment.

The white light of the street lamp illuminated part of his mask, revealing a pure white and holy light.

He Ao looked up at the street lamp, turned around, and walked in another direction.

The pure white light disappeared in an instant, leaving only the silent darkness.

The masked youth walked slowly into the rain.

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