[Future] Monsters and Mermaids

A muffled sound suddenly sounded.

The man was suddenly slapped away, and he hit the cold wall with a dull sound.

His eyes were black with pain.

At the same time, the beast that was supposed to be asleep stood up again.

The face of Louis in the monitoring room changed drastically.

Job also looked ugly.

He yelled: "Everyone get out!"

As he shouted, the researchers quickly regained their senses and fled out of the house subconsciously.

But the crowd was crowded, and there was only one exit. In the chaos, several people were still attacked and killed.

302 sneered sarcastically.

Job's heart sank.

He suddenly realized that 302's IQ was far smarter than they imagined.

From the very beginning, it was faking a coma!

"Grab it!"

He directed the mechs behind him.

Mechas poured into the room one by one, making the already spacious bedroom look a bit crowded.

They raised the cannon fire in their hands and pointed directly at 302 in front of them.

302 paused.

It stared at the rows of artillery fire in front of it, and took a step back unconsciously.

"It's scared."

Job's face was overjoyed: "Attack it! In addition, continue to inject anesthesia!"

"Be sure to separate it from 301 before it regains its strength!"

There was a response from inside the mecha, and the man led the team to attack 302 recklessly.

302's complexion sank.

It bent down and sheltered the merman on its chest, and its tough back faced the bombardment of the artillery fire.

At such a close distance, no matter how strong its defense is, it still can't help but feel a little pain.

302 whimpered.

Job stared at the increasingly pitiful 302 indifferently, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

He even gave birth to a trace of killing intent.

Because it defiled his cherished 301.

301... Seemingly remembering that the merman was still in 302's arms, Job asked the mecha to suspend its attack.

"Hand over 301."

302 ignored.

It was coiled on the ground, like a ball, and its back was the black scorching marks caused by the artillery fire.

Job couldn't help but took a step forward, but for some reason, he backed up a little.

"It's okay if you don't pay 301, keep attacking!"

The mecha team members hesitated for a few seconds, but continued to bombard.

The dense pain made 302's temper even more irritable, but it endured and endured until...

The artillery fire ceased.

Job walked out of the encirclement of the mecha.

"Roar!"

302 snapped out his nails, and the sharp claws flashed like a flash of silver light, easily piercing Job's body——

No.

It didn't scratch.

What it catches is air!

302 looked up, and as expected, he saw Job standing behind the mech encirclement.

He fiddled with the projector in his hand, and glanced at it contemptuously.

"Beasts are animals."

"No matter how smart you are, you're still just a savage bastard."

As soon as the words fell, 302's back hurt.

It shook its head, its whole body was groggy, and what it saw in front of it darkened rapidly at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

"Boom."

The beast, which was three meters high, fell down with a bang.

Just when its chest was about to hit the ground, it twisted strangely and landed on its injured back.

The stimulating pain made 302 wake up for a moment, but he was soon dazzled by the majestic effect of the medicine.

"call."

Job took a deep breath.

He glanced at the scattered corpses on the ground, and ordered with an almost indifferent attitude: "Clean up the scene, please send 302 back."

"it is good."

"and many more."

Job seemed to think of something.

His expression twisted for a moment, but he calmed down quickly.

"I sent it back myself."

"Please, everyone, help me."