Meiman: Assassin Wushuang of a Wizard of Science

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As the grenade with the iron beetle's safety opened slowly fell to the ground, the huge shock wave of the shock bomb directly blasted Damian five or six meters away.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you?" The young master, who had eaten a mouthful of dirt, quickly got up and was filled with anger.

But when he looked around and wanted to curse, the man could no longer be found.

"Iron Beetle, where are you?"

The young master looked around, trying to find the bastard who had planned to make a fool of himself before, and at the same time, he also looked around to see what was going on.

Then he looked up and saw the running results screen that was being monitored in real time.

A man wearing power armor, but all the engines behind him were turned off, and even the boost was pneumatic.

But just like that, he ran at an incredible speed.

Damian's eyes widened, because this man was more like flying than running, and he didn't even touch the ground the whole time!

The young master was completely dumbfounded, and even forgot to close his jaw in surprise.

You know, this is very different from the maneuvering method his father taught him. It should be said that it has reached another level.

Land flying, which is similar to the earthly magic of an ancient eastern country, is something that ordinary people cannot learn.

The Iron Beetle quickly returned to the fountain at the starting point. He put his left hand on the ground and made a slide shovel to stop, but his whole eyes were to see if the record list at the starting point had been broken.

"What? Still haven't beaten the captain's score?"

Seeing the gap of nearly 1 minute between himself and the captain, Iron Beetle was still a little reluctant, but when he saw the young master with a strange expression on the side, he couldn't help but laugh again.

At this time, the expression on Damian Wayne's face was: Although I can't understand it, I am greatly shocked.jpg

"How's it going? Young man, do you want to consider joining our mercenary organization?

Five insurances and one housing fund, the kind you get at the dentist. "

Seeing that the boy in front of him took the bait as planned, the Iron Beetle was now gradually seducing him, and his voice now seemed like the whisper of a devil from Damian Wayne's perspective.

After all, he is a young man and he cannot stand this kind of temptation.

From the Iron Beetle's point of view, the young man opposite must be extremely greedy. After all, even a high-tech talent like him would find it eye-opening to make a set of mobile equipment.

But it was obvious that he underestimated the strong will of the young man in front of him, which he had honed since childhood.

Damian just wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth, and then began to think about the purpose of Wuming recruiting him.

Obviously, he didn't think that this recruitment plan, which was almost like a display plan, was accidentally leaked to him by the armored insect.

On the contrary, a lot of information shows that this is just an opportunity thrown by Li Fan to let him join this organization.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to the mercenary opposite him with the distrustful eyes he inherited from his father: "I want to know what your code of conduct is?"

"Oh, this!" Iron Beetle heard that the little boy next to him wanted to join the game, and quickly greeted him: "Our company's order to us is not to participate in aggressive operations or massacres.

However, because our weapons and equipment were too advanced, our later Imitation Masters also added several additional regulations to us.

The first is not to open fire on an unarmed person.

The second rule is not to use firepower first against people from unknown camps, but we retain the ability to defend ourselves and counterattack. "

"Is this the original regulation? What are the requirements for implementation?"

"This is even simpler. Complete the task and do whatever it takes. Even if you can't defeat us, we still have the logistics and technological resources of the head office.

I heard that they have recently researched some kind of small robot that can deal with the giant Titan driving machine like our boss. You can give it a try then. "

"So the equipment you are wearing will be provided by the company itself, right?"

"Not only that. The company will customize a DIY suit. Brother, look at the suit I have on me. I used my previous armor and the technology department here to jointly transform it, and it is also equipped with the latest Artificial intelligence, that’s awesome!”

Looking at the boastful guy opposite, Damian rolled his eyes inwardly. He knew that the installation of this artificial intelligence was probably to prevent his subordinates from rebelling. Maybe this artificial intelligence was directly monitoring them through this armor. Talking.

"Yes, I can join you. But I have a condition."

Hearing that the kid opposite had entered the game, Iron Beetle directly patted his chest and assured him: "Brother, just tell me, I will definitely help you get it done."

With an indifferent tone, Damian stated his request unhurriedly.

“First, I want all my armor to have the Bat logo on it, and the color scheme needs to be dark enough.

The second point is that all I carry must be non-lethal weapons. "

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The iron beetle was confused. He had never heard of such a strange hobby. However, after hearing the plan calculated by his artificial intelligence in one second, he still nodded and agreed to the other party's request.

Now comes the exciting newbie Pilot experience.

Iron Beetle was also very proud of himself and became an instructor for once.

But when he found out that this kid was playing and gained the basic functions of the armor, he quickly started to use it. He himself was a little confused.

You know, he had to combine the armor with his own armor for nearly three days to reach the mobility level of this kid.

And when the child asked the instructor with a relaxed face how he was doing and whether he needed any corrections, he could only deliberately keep his tone flat and say indifferently that his performance was just average. lie.

He couldn't accept that he was no better than a child. Of course, if he knew that this child had been trained by the Assassin's League since he was five years old, he would not have such an idea.

Finally, during the final novice race, the child became familiar with all the weapons and finally decided to take a little helper to participate in the competition.

After all, for a child like him, it is better to choose a weapon that will not make him lose his balance and pass the level faster.

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At the end of two laps, his results were very good. He learned to jump and accelerate, but he still achieved very high results at the normal starting speed.

And the Iron Beetle also deceived him in every possible way, and finally kicked him out of the novice training ground, because his own results were almost surpassed!

But what the two didn't know was that after they left the novice training ground, the Mimic Master who had been standing aside using optical camouflage slowly walked out.

"BT7274, store all of Damian's action plans and action details. I will imitate, correct and capture him later."

"Received, loading the mirror plan file."