He could easily penetrate the power of the alloy, but he didn't even hurt the opponent's surface.

Lin Mo is not surprised by this result. In his opinion, it is normal that there is no injury.

You must know that this world is a world where martial arts prosper.

If some scp contents are still set according to the original settings, the lethality they can cause is actually very limited.

Just like Peanut, Lin Mo enhanced its speed and physical resistance.

In this way, even in the face of powerful warriors, Little Peanut is invincible...

The shocking notification sound in Lin Mo's mind continued, and at the same time, the external network also exploded.

"Watfak, what is this, why is it so scary?"

"As long as you don't look at him, he will kill. This setting is too powerful!"

"Is this thing also a kind of evil spirit? It's really scary. Who can come and save us?"

"The Holy Cult of Light is only busy fighting the kings, they are not our saviors."

Because those journalists were also broadcasting live while they were reporting, many netizens saw the scene of Little Peanut killing someone.

This caused a huge shock to their already extremely weak hearts.

Now they are all praying for a real savior to appear.

"Are you all praying for a savior, then it seems that the SCP can appear!"

Lin Mo simply read these comments through the authority of the network psychic, and knew that the next step of the plot could be staged.

In the Western world, neither the Illuminati Organization nor the Paladin Legion have really solved the incident of spiritual recovery, so their credibility in the hearts of ordinary people has declined a lot.

Now that there is a professional organization, it is easy to gain people's hearts.

Lin Mo has been letting Little Peanut do it because the fear brought by the SCP containment is not strong enough.

Now that the sense of fear is in place, Lin Mo no longer hides it.

He made up enough, this time he directly made up the scp organization.

And within the organization, the containment personnel are all complete from D-class to S-class.

"Hmm...Scp's first appearance, let's make it grand!"

After completing the fabrication, Lin Mo snapped his fingers and released the personnel and equipment.

Whoohoo!

I saw a silver plane appearing in the airspace of Atlantis.

This aircraft adopts the highest-tech jet propulsion technology, and also has the function of stealth, so it is not ordinary at first glance.

At this time, on the plane, there were six middle-aged men and women with cold faces.

They basically have a tattoo on their faces that says DEATH.

These people are D-class containment personnel of the SCP Foundation. They used to be death row prisoners or mercenaries who only acted for profit.

And they all exude a chilling aura.

Because this world is not dominated by ordinary people, Lin Mo set the containment personnel of Scp as masters and experts in dealing with psychic events.

After all, without strong force, the SCP Foundation can't suppress those kingdoms and organizations that covet secrets.

Without professional processing ability, they cannot convince others.

The silver plane quickly cut through the night sky and arrived above the old warehouse.

"Is anyone here?"

Hearing the sound of the silver fighter plane landing, many people's curiosity was aroused.

It's just that no matter how strong their curiosity was, they didn't dare to look away casually.

The sight of the murderous statue easily breaking the neck of the strong man in the Yuan Dan realm just now still vividly recalled it.

Tatata!

But before they were curious for too long, footsteps came from outside the old warehouse.

Then six figures walked in.

"who are you?"

The bright envoy's eyes were still fixed on the murder statue, he was afraid that the person who came was from some evil organization.

"Thank you very much for helping us keep this containment for the time being. We are professionals of the SCP Foundation and are responsible for recycling this containment!"

The six explained something, and then placed a piece of equipment on the ground.

"Leave it to us next!"

After waving their hands, three of the six people stepped forward to stare at the murderous statue.

Chapter 155 Blocking

Hearing their words, the remaining few people looked at each other in blank dismay.

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