Time: 2011-8-118:15:44 Words: 3097
Back at dusk yesterday, the Zhong Province team, which had been plagued by many disasters, had been dawdling in the desert for several days. They were even almost buried by the sandstorm caused by Luo Tiandong's test of the Death Sutra.
Finally, they took a boat along the river and returned to Cairo. Here, another team had been waiting for a long time.
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In a hotel in Cairo, several people were sitting quietly in a big room. Suddenly, a girl with her eyes closed moved slightly and said softly,"Team China has returned to Cairo. They're probably near the port.”
These people were sitting cross-legged around a small monk. The small monk said,""Who's the closest?"
A tall and thin man with pale skin took out a palm-sized device and looked at it. Then, he said,"Imani and Mahmoud? Yorif is the closest to there…"
The small monk frowned." Imani's muscles are too explosive and can easily cause chaos. Yorif's high-tech weapon isn't suitable for battle in the city. Forget it, let them go test team China. Also, let Arrot hurry over. If they're injured, let Arrot save their lives. With his medical skills, there shouldn't be too much of a problem."
"Let's do it this way. We'll test team China's strength and that woman's true attitude." He paused, revealing a trace of ruthlessness."If she really doesn't care about the other team members, we'll settle this team battle as usual!"”
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Luo Tiandong and the others parted ways with O'Connell at the port. They then blended into the crowd and headed towards Cairo. Along the way, they discussed their plans.
After deciding on the temporary battle plan, the enemy arrived as scheduled.
Luo Tiandong, Zero, Yinkong, and Jie all turned to look at a certain spot outside the crowd. There, a tall, muscular, and black man stood side by side with a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, a big beard, and a sinister expression. A strange feeling attracted the four of them.
"Team India."
The battle began and reached its climax in an instant.
The muscular man laughed out loud, raised his fist and smashed it onto the ground. Immediately, stones flew everywhere, and the civilians around him wailed in pain. The stones that flew everywhere were as powerful as handgun bullets. In an instant, more than ten people were killed by the stones. Luo Tiandong was also blocked by the flying stones. When he used his dagger to block the stones, a black shadow blocked the sunlight above his head. The muscular man was holding a stone that was several meters square. It came crashing down on him from a height of several meters.
At the last moment, he dodged in time and fired a burst of bullets with his submachine gun, but it had no effect on the muscular man.
There was only a series of muffled sounds. The bullets that hit the muscular man's chest could only break through his skin and then embedded themselves in his steel-like muscles.
"Hahaha, come again, attack me again! You skinny monkey!" The muscular man squeezed out the bullet embedded in his muscles, then took out a pair of tiger claws and put them on." Come and play. You're too different from that woman!!!”
" Felicia's " eyes flashed with the arrogant silver figure. Luo Tiandong gritted his teeth and took out a dagger to meet the muscular man.
Felicia had said that she would take care of the two strongest opponents, but there was still no news.
Could it be that there was an accident? No, that's impossible. Maybe there's something else.
And she said she wouldn't help us.
People still have to rely on themselves
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When Luo Tiandong and the muscular man were fighting near Cairo Port, the muscular man's other companion, Mahmoud, was killed. Yinkong had already led Yorif to a residential area in Cairo. The alleys here were long and crisscrossed, and every place looked so similar. Anyone who came here for the first time might get lost, and before he knew it, Yorif had lost track of Yinkong.
Yingkong had been holding her breath and hiding behind a wall, hiding all her killing intent and sounds, turning herself into a part of the darkness. Even those who unlocked their genetic constraint couldn't easily sense her existence. This was the most famous stealth technique of the assassin family, and with the Dark Templar's Tier 1 skill, her stealth was even more handy.
But at this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of danger.
Jorif was a modified and strengthened robot. His entire body could release all kinds of high-tech weapons to attack.
As soon as he lost his target, he immediately activated his thermal vision laser eye and caught sight of the hidden Yingkong. He immediately fired a cannonball at her, successfully forcing out the Stealth Assassin.
In his eyes, Yingkong's body temperature was especially strong. Every movement of hers seemed to burn her muscles, and every movement was filled with fire. This was her body that had been tempered thousands of times, the physical quality of an assassin.
"It's useless. You can't escape!"
Jolif looked at Yingkong who was running around and laughed loudly as he sprayed bullets.
Just as Jorif was about to laugh again, he saw the black shadow use a familiar footwork to charge at him. Like a shadow, it turned left and right and arrived in front of him. Then, two small wounds appeared on his arms. After doing this, Yingkong gently stood in front of Jorif.
Yorif was stunned for a moment before he suddenly roared in anger. Then he raised his hand and punched at Yingkong.
Yingkong seemed to have been prepared for this. She used the same footwork to dodge back and then started to circle around Yorif. Gradually, she turned into several figures out of thin air. These figures moved around Yorif as if several Yingkongs had appeared.
Yorif quickly looked out of his right eye and saw that these figures all had the same temperature. He quickly used his gun to shoot, but the bullets pierced through the figures as if they had shot into the air. Yingkong's figures continued to move around him unscathed.
Phantom Steps, a footwork that was specially designed to deal with infrared vision. Walking at an extremely fast speed, each step was only a few centimeters, but the speed of movement was more than ten times that of an ordinary person. This way, the temperature of each step would remain in the thermal spectrum…
Jorif was stunned. Suddenly, he saw a flame-like dagger pop out from Yingkong's palm. The blue light on it was like water ripples.
"Mechanical strengthening, but you still have something like mental strength, right?"
In a moment of absent-mindedness, Yingkong had already flashed to his side and slashed down.
A slight friction sound was heard. Jorif's left arm, which could shoot cannonballs, dropped down. That wasn't all. An intense and strange pain came from his left shoulder. The pain was so terrible that he screamed. That feeling…was like burning his soul!
"Machinery also has joints. As long as we find the right method, no matter how strong a machine is, it's just a machine!”
Yinkong coldly crippled Jorif's other shoulder and said,"Don't do anything, or I'll kill you…Don't speak, or I'll kill you…You better pray that I don't meet your companions, or I'll assume that you secretly contacted them. Otherwise…I'll kill you!”
Jorif gritted his teeth and shivered violently. The pain of burning his soul was indescribable. He could not even move. The enhanced body that he had felt safe was now as thin as paper.
The blue flames on the light blade burned his consciousness, and the pain went straight to the depths of his soul. He couldn't even beg for mercy or self-destruct. He could only let Yingkong cut the mechanical spine below his neck.
"Chi-"
The blade of light shot out from his palm and gently stabbed into the mechanical spine. In an instant, his vision went black and he fainted...
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"…Mahmoud? Jorif had been captured by their men!”
Arrot, who had rushed over to provide support, suddenly received this shocking news. He was silent for a moment before he cut off the part of Imani's body that was stained with the Red Flame of Luo Tiandong. Then, he jumped a few times and arrived at Luo Tiandong, where his arm had just been reattached.
"You were the one who fought with Jorif, right?”A cold voice came from not far away. Luo Tiandong turned his head and saw a man in a doctor's uniform standing in the shadow of a tall building not far away.
(I didn't notice him…I didn't notice his existence at all. When did he stand there?）
Luo Tiandong took a deep breath and pulled out his dagger. At the same time, he held the mini submachine gun in his other hand. Even so, he could still feel the pressure from the blond doctor, which was much stronger than the muscular man. Even though they were dozens of meters away, he could still feel a cold aura. It was the aura of death.
The blond doctor looked at Luo Tiandong coldly and frowned.""…Don't worry, I won't fight you now. I just want to tell you…Contact your companions and ask them to release Mahmoud. Jorif, then we won't attack each other.”After saying that, the blond doctor slowly disappeared into the darkness. In the blink of an eye, his figure completely disappeared from Luo Tiandong's eyes.
Luo Tiandong's palms were already covered in cold sweat. For some reason, the blond doctor gave him a strange pressure that forced him to focus as if he would be attacked by the doctor in the next second. He only took a deep breath when the doctor disappeared completely.
He sighed. This feeling was far from what Felicia had given him, but he already felt very dangerous.
Beginner bronze-level, silver-level pinnacle?
Felicia, how strong are you?
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