Volume 12 [Creation! The Death of the Terminator!] Chapter 8 Kill Me (Additional Updates with Recommendation Votes)

But now someone is trying to break the safety and justice of the black market! This is equivalent to cutting off the business of this black market. As the saying goes, cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing their parents! So soon, a dozen burly men swarmed out from the surroundings, holding various weapons, and fired fiercely at the monster without saying hello!

The deterrent power of the weapons in the hands of these men was not great. It seemed that the individual combat armor on the cube monster absorbed most of the bullet power. Only one electromagnetic vibration bullet hit the guy's chest, making him retreat two or three steps, but it only left a charred mark and a bowl-sized hole.

At this time, the monster had retracted the iron chain again, and let out a hysterical roar from the depths of his throat, and then the iron chain swept across, bringing blood and broken bones to whistle!

It directly knocked out several gunmen who were standing in front of it. The unlucky guy in the front was torn in half, bleeding. The people behind were knocked out like bowling balls. After hitting the wall, they slowly slid out a trace of blood.

After killing five people, the iron chain with electric light was still powerful. It hit the pillar next to it with a "crash" sound, and circled several times. As dust and bricks flew, the muscles on the arms of the cube monster swelled up. With a strong pull, the lights on the wall next to it all clanged and collided, and even the whole building trembled!

The monster took advantage of the pulling momentum and leaped out at lightning speed. After landing, it rolled over. It rushed into the group of thugs, and its two extremely long arms flew up and down. If it caught someone or something, it would throw it out fiercely! Some people were even smashed out of the window and fell down the building miserably.

In a flash, the thug collapsed to the ground, groaning, and it seemed that he was breathing out more than breathing in.

At this time, an old man sitting in an electric wheelchair quickly rushed over from the passage next to him. Although his eyebrows were gray, there was a kind of cruel and intertwined meaning in them, which gave people an illusion at first glance. It was as if the disability of his legs was not a burden to him at all, but a powerful asset worth showing off!

Of course, what is more eye-catching. He has a full eight artificial human slaves around him. These eight artificial human slaves are not like the original old Charlie, who are just chores at first glance.

Their identities are that they are alliance warriors captured by the empire from the front line. They have undergone the deepest transformation to erase their personality, and their various killing skills have not been lost.

These people rely on large doses of stimulant drugs to maintain a high level of mental excitement. They do not need to sleep. Their lifespan is only ten years. The muscles on their faces have been twisted and deformed, and their eyes are blank and empty. All of their eyes are white, and they look like dementia, but these eight artificial human slaves are the most terrifying killers, lunatics. As long as the master gives the order, even if they are asked to tear off their arms and eat them immediately, it is no problem!

Obviously, the behind-the-scenes personage of the black market has found that the situation is beyond his control, so he can only rush over. The old man looked at Gran in a box and said calmly word by word:

"Gran. You are fine."

Listening to the old man's tone that seemed to be without any fireworks, Gran shuddered for some reason. At this time, he recalled some legends about the old man in front of him called "Lame Wolf". Even the cube monster roared and stayed in place, not daring to move, because a man-made slave had already picked up a gun shaped like a gourd and aimed at him.

The deterrent power of this gun to him was actually greater than ten guns!

Because this is a liquid nitrogen spray gun, this thing is used when interstellar battleships are boarding. Usually, when boarding, the purpose is to seize the opponent's hull, so using a flamethrower is too destructive. It would be bad if it ignites some flowers and plants and causes an explosion.

Therefore, to ensure integrity, the best weapon for boarding is sonic weapons, which cause the least damage. However, since sonic weapons are also easy to be targeted, liquid nitrogen spray guns, which can instantly reduce the surrounding temperature to hundreds of degrees below zero, have become the first choice.

No matter how powerful that cube-shaped perverted monster is, it has no way to compete with the low temperature of hundreds of degrees below zero, and that gun is a range killing weapon. It is very difficult for him to dodge it according to his body size.

But just when Lame Wolf seemed to have shocked the whole audience, seeing that the situation was over, Gran did not panic at all, but sneered:

"Lame Wolf, do you think I am a fool?"

Lame Wolf said coldly:

"You were fine before, but today you are especially like a fool."

Gran sighed, looked at the cube monster and said:

"You claim to be knowledgeable, but can't you tell the model of this biological weapon?"

Lame Wolf hurried over at this time. To put it bluntly, 90% of his energy was not on the corpses of his men... As long as these dogs he raised scatter bones, he can get as many as he wants. Instead, he was paying attention to the five element particles weighing a total of 18.9 grams!

Hearing what Gran said, Lame Wolf frowned, and then his face suddenly changed. He said hesitantly and fearfully:

"This modulation technique seems to be the style of the Andromeda War Zone? Transformed warriors? Could it be... "

"You are quite knowledgeable." Gran laughed and said, "I wonder who is the one who looks like a fool today? "

Lame Wolf looked very ugly at this time, and the muscles on his face kept beating, but Grand continued:

"Aren't you usually known as the North District rat and you can tell when he yawns? Why? Today's news is not clear. Why did you hold this auction in advance?"

A young man beside Lame Wolf couldn't help but shouted angrily:

"That's because a big shot came from above, and Meng Ge ordered the area to be cleared. Is this a lie?"

Grumpy said with a smile:

"The person who is talking nonsense to this bastard Meng Ge is actually just your deputy. This stupid guy thinks he has climbed onto another line. He is half-hearted and has no qualifications to be interviewed by your Majesty! Your Majesty, you are bored and just listen. I said there was a fun place here, so I came here to relax, but I didn’t expect that there was something I really liked... Lame Wolf, if the adults value your things, it would be a shame for you not to give them to the adults! ?”

Lame Wolf's face was already stiff at this time, and it looked as if his face was covered with a mask. He was stunned for a while, and then suddenly pointed at the young man next to him and said:

"Go and deliver the things."

Everyone was in an uproar immediately, but suddenly there was a very low voice behind Grand. It seemed that someone said a few words. Grand immediately narrowed his eyes and said:

"Lame Wolf, Master wants you to bring something to him! No one else!"

Lame Wolf is sitting in a wheelchair at this time, how to send him away? But he was really embarrassed. Without hesitation, his face was numb, he struggled out of the wheelchair, crawled on the ground, and kept twisting and moving his body, looking like a pitiful deformed insect. All the majestic and murderous aura was thrown outside the galaxy.

At this time, the cube monster suddenly rose up again and suddenly rolled forward and charged forward!

His movements and body shape did not suggest agility, but he was like a steamroller. He caught the android who aimed at him with a cryo gun, hit him with his head, kneed him, and then hit him with his head. He lifted it up high, spun it around a few times in a showy manner, and then slammed it down on the steps next to him! The sound of the spine breaking was immediately clearly audible, and then he was violently chopped several times, killing him on the spot.

Lame Wolf didn't react at all, and didn't dare to react at all.

Grand sneered:

"No one can point a weapon at Experimental Subject No. 1 and still be alive."

While he was speaking, the androids around Lame Wolf had already been slaughtered by the monster! The artificial humans will not attack without the order of the lame wolf. Death is also a relief for them. Many people are looking at the face of the lame wolf on the ground at this time, but the lame wolf seems to have put on a mask for itself. No one could see through his mind... He just grabbed the handle of the box of the new mecha, and then naturally reached for the bag made of the smelly sock.

But at this moment, old Charlie, who had been staying by his side, suddenly moved and stepped hard on Lame Wolf's finger. With his strength at this moment, he stepped down and broke his finger. The sound was immediately audible, and the lame wolf suddenly let out a shrill scream!

The hunched old Charlie coughed twice, but his feet were crushed twice with extra force. The screams of the lame wolf became even more violent. At this time, Old Charlie said slowly:

"You haven't completed the transaction yet, so you dare to touch the owner's property?"

Old Charlie's attack was so sudden that many people couldn't recover from it! Their thinking was so weird that it stopped functioning for a moment before they reacted.

"He...how dare he take action??"

"Is he looking for death?"

"I don't want to live anymore... Old Charlie simply ignored the rest of the people's nonsense. Instead, he bent down slowly and picked up his pocket. At this time, Grand said with a sinister smile:

"Charlie, do you think you are really the Marquis? Can you touch this bag?"

Old Charlie looked at Grand with his dim old eyes and said slowly:

"Inside this bag is the money my master used to bid for the mecha. I don't care if you are dog-eat-dog. The mecha did not sell. We will take back the money we used to bid. Is there something wrong with this? Is it wrong? It violates the great empire. Which constitution did the emperor implement?”

Old Charlie's words immediately choked Grand's follow-up words, but a high-pitched and breathless voice suddenly came from the box, saying casually:

"What bullshit constitution? My words are the constitution! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of me, you are wrong. There is a big problem! Kill me!"

Then an old voice solemnly added:

"You are not allowed to use energy weapons. The element is not very stable under high heat."

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