Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Victor couldn't bear it anymore. If his bones weren't so strong, he would have been amputated.

Covering his head, he crawled in the dark like a gecko and hid behind a pillar. "Logan, just watch me get beaten!"

Logan fired in bursts while smoking a cigar. With the energy from the shells protecting him and the sound waves from the Siren, no bullets could get through and he could leisurely fire and reap the rewards.

"Didn't you say that hurting turns you on more?"

"Fuck you, is this a matter of excitement? I'm about to be beaten into a sack."

When Victor got anxious, he even spoke in Chinese, and it was quite interesting.

Just as the two were arguing, a special extended bullet drew an arc and hit Logan in the chest. With a thud, Logan was knocked flying.

He rolled over and hid behind the pillar next to Victor. When he looked at his chest, he saw that part of the bullet was sticking out, while the other part had penetrated his combat uniform.

"Be careful, this is the arc shooting the boss mentioned, the bullets are also specially made, and they are very lethal!"

Just as he finished speaking, a sniper bullet, with a bullet head more than ten centimeters long, hit Shockwave Alex in the face.

Everyone was fully armed, except Alex, who did not lower the visor of his helmet.

Sensing the danger, Alex roared, and a red shock wave spurted out from his seven orifices, and the bullet instantly broke into pieces.

But there were still some fragments that brushed past his face, leaving a long bloody mark, which scared Alex so much that he quickly put down his mask.

"Red Devil, there's a sniper, it's probably the cross that Brother Guan mentioned, on the rooftop at ten o'clock, find him and kill him!"

The Red Devil flashed to the top of the building, where he was greeted by a Chicago typewriter with its fifty-round magazine emptied.

Fortunately, he was wearing a special suit made by Hong Guan, which could not break his defense except for making him retreat.

The two swords were swung and they kept moving forward. The bullets were cut and they came to the front of the cross.

This is a man in his forties. Although he has passed his physical peak, one can still hear his heart beating violently.

Moreover, he is no longer impulsive and is a qualified hunter.

Facing the double swords coming from the Red Devil, he dropped the Chicago Typewriter and switched to two daggers, trying to block the attack.

But he underestimated the power of the Red Devil, and also underestimated the properties of the exclusive weapons created by Hong Guan.

Although the dagger was not cut off, a gap appeared on it. The two swords blocked the dagger. At the same time, the red devil's tail swung over and pierced the heart of the cross.

Just as the fierce fighting was going on in the textile factory, the NYPD also received a call for help. Although this place is in the suburbs, there are people living here!

Hong Guan was floating in the air. When he saw a police car coming, he squeezed it casually, and the police car's engine exploded. The other police cars that were unable to react in time collided with each other, creating a mess.

The battle in the textile factory continued. The Assassin Brotherhood was losing ground and had retreated into the building.

Riven and her companions were divided into groups of two, and they spread out and continued to hunt down those who were still alive.

When she and the Red Devil rushed into Sloan's office, Xiao Mo sat quietly in his seat and said, "We admit defeat. Can you stop?"

Riven sneered, "It's too late to surrender now. Brother Guan said that if you hand over the formula of the body repair fluid and the Loom of Destiny, you can live!"

Sloan seemed to have expected Riven to say this. When Hong Guan came before, he felt like he was seen through.

"I can give you the formula for the body repair fluid, but the Loom of Destiny is a gift from God and the inheritance of our Assassin Brotherhood. Even if you get it, you will be tainted with bad luck."

The Emei Spear in Ruiwen's hand kept spinning. "You don't have to worry about that. Just give us the things!"

Sloan's greatest strength is his fear of death. Facing Riven's determination, he could only nod.

First, he gave the prepared formula to Riven. She took it and took a look. It was all Chinese medicine, which she couldn't understand.

"If this thing is fake, no matter where you hide, we will find you, torture you, and make you wail for three days and three nights until you die."

"Of course, the formula is absolutely real. The Assassin Brotherhood is gone, but I still want to live!"

As he said this, he led the way, and the three of them came to a locked room on the roof of a small building.

Sloan took out the key, unlocked the door, and opened it. There was a loom inside. The shuttle kept moving, and special symbols appeared on the white gauze.

Sloan subconsciously tried to pick up the gauze that had fallen on the ground. Suddenly, a black light emerged from the shuttle of the loom, flew into the air, and pierced Sloan's heart.

Strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out. Sloan's body seemed to be dehydrated. He slowly turned around, staring at Riven and the Red Devil with his bloodshot eyes.

This bizarre scene made Riven's heart tremble. She had heard from Hong Guan that there were such things as devils in this world!

He took out the sword talisman, injected his internal force into it, and felt the vibration of the sword talisman, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Who are you? This is not the God of Destiny."

Sloane opened his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice, "You are so annoying. For thousands of years, the Assassin Brotherhood has provided me with souls steadily. Now you have killed them all. I want you to become my new slaves!"

"Haha, then I can only ask you to die first!"

The devil who controlled Sloan heard the sound and subconsciously looked up. He saw Hong Guan covered in magic thunder falling from the sky. He punched him in the chest and the magic thunder poured into his chest. The shuttle was caught by Hong Guan and was still beating.

Sloan's body fell to the ground with a plop, becoming a real corpse. The devil in the shuttle screamed, "Let me go, I am Lord Lucifer's warrior. If you dare to touch me, Lord Lucifer will kill you!"

Hong Guan smiled indifferently. The devil that could come to this world was at most a single universe level. He was not afraid of it at all.

"You've been sealed, yet you're still talking so much nonsense. Your boss is Lucifer, but my boss is still the Jade Emperor. Where are the Three Pure Ones? I'll wait for him to come find me!"

After saying that, he put the shuttle into the Jungle Manor and was controlled in the air by the rules, unable to move.

At this time, the gunfire in the textile factory also stopped. Everyone else came together, listening to the sound of police cars getting closer and closer, holding hands, and after a burst of red mist, they all disappeared.

As soon as Victor returned to the basement of the Dragon Hotel, he sat down with his clothes torn to pieces, leaving only a pair of shorts.

Just like Bruce Banner who had just regained his human form, and throughout the whole battle, everyone, whether human or ghost, was showing off, and he was the only one getting beaten.

I was hit by thousands of bullets, no less than ten RPG bullets, and more than twenty grenades. It was really fucking terrible!

Everyone looked at his miserable state and couldn't help laughing. "Victor, if you sit anywhere on the street like this, someone will definitely throw money at you!"

Victor rolled his eyes at Hong Guan and said, "Boss, I'm going back to my room to change clothes. Bye!" That resentful look made everyone laugh again.

After the others left, Riven handed the formula of the body repair fluid to Hong Guan. After reading the contents, he couldn't help but frown.

Most Chinese herbal medicines stimulate wound recovery, but they are too radical. Although they make the wound heal faster, they will overdraw the body.

And then there were the remaining ingredients, one from the White Elephant Country, one from the tropical rainforest, and two from Africa, all of which touched upon his blind spots in knowledge.

He hugged Raven and went to the room on the top floor. "Let's find a botanist tomorrow to see what these four things are and what their functions are."

"Okay, I'll arrange it tomorrow."

After saying that, Riven turned into a ball flower and started playing Sichuan Mahjong, fighting to the end.

The next day, Hong Guan and his men signed a contract to acquire the textile factory with Charles. They also received a piece of news that seven days later, Charles and Eric would take the newly found mutants out to sea to the Caribbean!

Hong Guan smiled and wished them well, but he was actually thinking in his heart that the people from Bald Eagle would never let them go so easily.

After returning to the hotel, I talked to a botanical expert and learned the functions of the four ingredients. I couldn't help but be disappointed.

The so-called body repair fluid actually stimulates the body's potential to allow wounds to heal quickly at the cost of overdrawing lifespan.

The more times you use it, the faster you die. A wound that could heal in a month will heal in less than a day, and will consume three months of your life.

However, the hotel's killer system has been built and will be given to the killers to use when the time comes. They all live on the edge of a knife and should not care about these things anyway.

Arrange Riven to collect materials and stockpile them for later use.

Time passed day by day, and a week later, at the dock, a 50-meter-long cargo ship was docked steadily. Charles, Eric, Hank, and hundreds of mutants wearing cloaks slowly boarded the ship.

These mutants wearing cloaks do not look like humans at all. Most of them are Ipsilon and Delta-level mutants and have no combat power at all.

There were three or five Gamma-class soldiers who looked like nobody's business, but their combat power was not too strong, otherwise they wouldn't have left so easily with Charles and Eric.

As the ship's whistle sounded, Riven reluctantly said goodbye to the three people, and the ship slowly sailed away from the port.

Just as the car opened the hole and slowly moved away, Hong Guan suddenly looked up and saw through the car's sunroof a huge transport plane flying towards the ship.

"It seems like someone doesn't want Charles and the others to leave like this!"

Ruiwen quickly came over and said, "Brother Guan, are you talking about the people from the Strategic Science Corps?"

"Nine out of ten, I just saw a huge transport plane, and what was on it was probably a Sentinel robot!"

"Boss, should we go and rescue them? After all, we are all fellow mutants." Darwin tilted his head and asked.

"Sure, but it's not for my fellow mutants. It's because that bastard Charles still owes me three planes. Don't try to evade the debt."

Riven chuckled and asked Darwin to stop the car. The two cars behind also stopped.

Seeing Hong Guan and Rui Wen get off the car, the others also got off the car "Boss, what's the problem?"

"Someone doesn't want Charles and the others to leave, so they're chasing them in a plane. Shall we go and take a look?"

Everyone was silent. This guy was trying to do this even with Charles and Eric around. He was looking for death!