I don't have a system but I have a hammer

Facing the unbelievable bullfrog eyes of the pimple, and the horrified hooting noise, I flicked the blood on the blade of my arm lightly, and pushed him to the ground...

"Another time, another place, I might not kill you, but unfortunately now I need you to die..."

His body was constantly twitching, his eyes gleamed with deep unwillingness, but after only holding on for a few seconds, his mouth and eyes were crooked, completely hating Northwest...

"Ding, do you want to activate the... child prodigy system!"

"Ding, do you want to activate the manual...system!"

"Ding ~"

With a sound of silent recitation, I took out the camouflage headgear from the box, adjusted it to my own appearance, and put it on the pimples. Finally, I took the corpse version of Mr. Madman and flew into the sky, and began to summon mad insects...

Taking advantage of the time when the crazy insects came over, I took out the communicator and connected to the arsonist...

"Be prepared and tell me immediately if you find any abnormalities in the two bases!"

"it is good!"

In about 10 minutes, I was hiding in the clouds, and I saw a large number of crazy insects coming from a very far away. I immediately controlled them to wrap up the dead body of acne, and only exposed a head for people to identify. Breathing the mouth, flying to an altitude of 6000 meters...

Everything was ready, I stared sharply at the factory area under my feet, and with a wave of my hand, I controlled the swarm of crazy insects flying in the sky, like a courier whose mission must be fulfilled, I surrounded "Mr. Madman" and sent it down...

As the large swarm of insects gradually approached the factory area, the cold light in my eyes became more striking and profound...

"Your takeaway has arrived, I wish you..."

Buzz~boom! ! ! !

In the next second, the flames blasted the sky, and the earth shook!

Looking at the semicircular ball of light bursting suddenly in the factory area under my feet, the giant mushroom cloud rushing straight up, and the billowing smoke constantly spreading around, I, with a calm expression on my face, couldn't help but chuckle sound...

"Have a nice meal!"

That's right, although the scene is spectacular, but for me now, there is nothing that can shock my heart...

Pulled out the communicator, I connected to the arsonist...

"How? Are there any abnormalities in those two bases?"

The tone of the arsonist was slightly serious...

"The satellite detected the biological signal in one of the bases, and it suddenly increased several times..."

There is a cold flash in my eyes...

"Send me the location, I'll go there now!"

"it is good!"

"By the way, there is one more thing..."

"you say…"

"Well...forget it, on the way..."

"it is good!"

After hanging up the communication, I glanced at the trembling ground under my feet, and the extremely thick billowing dust mist, and immediately turned the bow of the boat and flew towards the base of the Tomahawk Gang...

About 10 minutes past the destination, the magician shouldn't leave so quickly. After all, after transporting so many things with people and goods, the physical strength will definitely be exhausted, and all I have to do is to catch her before she recovers. live!

After the scenes on both sides turned into lines, I reconnected to the arsonist and asked the question I wanted to ask just now...

"Where did we get the satellite?"

The rat smiled and took over the conversation...

"Didn't you say that detecting spiders is not allowed? We borrowed satellite permissions from the Russian government. We reported your name and they agreed..."

After a pause, he added a regretful sentence...

"But it can only be used for three hours..."

The arsonist followed and said...

"Haha, it's good to be able to use it. This is the first time that a military satellite has given permission to a private organization. If it gets out, it will be a great event for the ancestors!"

When I heard the words "Guangzong Yaozu", the corners of my eyes twitched...

"Who came up with the idea?"

Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with my tone, the two fell into silence at the same time. After a full minute, the arsonist responded slightly carefully...

"Uh...my idea..."

I nod...

"Good job!"

"Huh? What?"

Seeing him very surprised, I casually praised him...

"I said you did a good job, sometimes you really need some new ideas, keep it up, hang up!"

After I hung up the communication, the smile on my face gradually disappeared, instead revealing deep fear...

Looks like I still underestimated the Tomahawks...

10 minutes later, I was looking at the pool club under my feet while listening to the report of the arsonist...

"300 meters below this billiards club, there is an underground space of more than 600 square meters. We just detected the biosignal here, and now they are still there. According to the target information you provided, we found two A target person that best fits his body type..."

"I sent you their locations. One is resting in the room, and the other is staying with other people. By the way, besides the underground passage inside the club, there is also a parking lot at the back door..."

I muttered slightly...

"Are there any sensors nearby?"

The rat took over the conversation, with a look of joy in his tone...

"Yes, and there are many. You are right in not allowing us to detect spiders. The enemy's sensors are very advanced, and their exterior should be coated with lead liquid for anti-scanning. If I didn't use satellite detection, I wouldn't be able to find them at all..."

As soon as the subject changed, his tone became serious...

"But the situation is not much better now. The enemy's sensors must have the function of biometric identification. In addition, there are so many of them. Outsiders will be found even if they just approach, let alone break in, so we can only think of other ways... "

I knew what he said was true, so I glanced at the club under my feet, as well as the deserted street in front of the door, but with several old cars, and my eyes were thoughtful...

"Call a few people over and play a play!"

……

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The Tomahawk Gang originated in the Tsarist Russian Empire in the 18th century. Due to the inhumane rule of the Tsar, the already poor rural residents were overtaxed and miserable...

Therefore, some of the more ferocious farmers have the idea of ​​"robbing houses and houses". After all, life is unsustainable. Being a thief or a robber, at least the money comes easier...

There are not a few farmers who have this kind of idea, so they hit it off and formed a "Liangshan"-style gang of thieves in the Don River Basin. They are affectionately called "vorovskoymir" by the surrounding residents!

The translation of vorovskoymir roughly means the bandit alliance, and mir means the village of the old Russian society...

What's interesting is that after a long period of looting, this spontaneous organization of thieves not only was not wiped out by the government, but also absorbed a large number of members, and even promoted the extremely advanced "revolutionary" thinking at that time...

That's right, maybe because there is no one around to grab them, the members decided not to make small troubles, but instead wanted to take advantage of the large number of people to make a big fight, to rob the rich and help the poor, and lead the poor to resist the greatness of the rich. action!

Although this "money grabbing revolution" hadn't started yet, it ended because the weapons were too outdated and the personnel were too scattered, but the top management of the organization learned a very important thing from this failure …

Drawing it slowly is the key to victory!