Apocalyptic Dark Age

The convoy moved slowly. The youngest member of the demon killing team sat silently on the top of the float, staring blankly at the long convoy in front and behind. Only at the top can one enjoy the joy of being superior to others and experience the feeling of standing on top of others. The refreshing taste.

The dark underground space is not illuminated by the light of the convoy, and is filled with a depressing feeling all the time. This kind of depression can only be experienced by those who have been to the ground. Only those who have been to the ground can understand the height of the sky, the height of the sky, the height of the earth, and the age. The youngest Lao San doesn't like to stay in the comfortable car. He finally has the power to change his destiny and no longer wants to live like before.

"Third brother, haven't you had enough? The boss asked you to come down..."

A roar made the third child, who was enjoying being superior to others, get angry and shouted impatiently at the remaining carts: "Can't you just let me stay quietly for a while?"

As he said this, his body floated up and flew to the middle of the float in a short arc. The soldiers on guard in the convoy in front and behind saw the armored warriors flying in the air. They were not surprised and looked away, and continued to guard against the surrounding rocks. Shadow, to guard against possible attackers.

The third child's control over the Nirvana Armor reached a certain level. The moment he was buried in the carriage, the armor on his body faded away like water, revealing his lean appearance. Then the door closed automatically, and the third child who entered the carriage revealed his true appearance. He was actually a He is a young man under the age of eighteen, with eyebrows like peaks, piercing eyes, and his chin raised high. He is as proud as a prince. In the center of his exquisitely cut and gorgeous tights, there is a six-sided rhombus-shaped breast shield, which just fits the old man. San's chest was wrapped, and the breastplate matched his body shape. Obviously, the Nirvana armor on Lao San was specially customized.

In addition to Gaoshan, there were two men and seven or eight women in the carriage. The women were all beautiful, and they were all wearing tulle, vaguely revealing the most secret parts of their bodies. It made people feel thirsty, and there was a strange smell in the air. The sweetness is like fine fluff, plucking the sensitive heartstrings, making people want to vent their deepest desires.

The entire carriage was like an emperor's harem, full of luxury and luxury, but the third child did not indulge in it. He looked impatiently at the two older men sitting between the women. The oldest of them was a middle-aged man with golden eyebrows. He has red pupils and his bare upper body is covered with brightly colored tattoos. Following the gaps in the tattoos, you can see the muscle fibers full of explosive energy. He is obviously a strong and powerful man, and the other one has sideburns. On the head, the hair in the middle is arched high, like the sideburns of an ancient Roman helmet.

"Third brother, we have one hour before we enter the biological research laboratory. This time I want to talk to you about genetically modified medicines..."

The tattooed man and the horse-haired man are both Nirvana warriors. One of the Nirvana warriors turned into shoulder armor leaves, and the other formed a leg armor on his left thigh. Several people believed that in the 500 Demon Killing Camp and hundreds of special forces Under the guard of the soldiers, no one could hurt them. They did not activate the armor and enjoyed the service of the beauties.

The person who spoke was the tattooed man, and his scarlet eyes flashed with a strange luster from time to time. The third child couldn't help but put away his proud chin and lowered his head slightly. When he heard the boss speak, he said strangely:

"Didn't we agree a long time ago? The three of us will each have one bottle, and the rest will be recycled by the consortium? Will the consortium compensate us?"

"Huh, idiot..., the consortium asked you to eat shit, will you eat it or not?"

The second son with the horse-whiskered head said something weird and disdainfully, with no concealment of provocation. The young third son's cheeks turned red with anger, and black metal water suddenly poured out of the metal goggles on his chest, covering his right arm instantly. , showing a terrifying and ferocious external armor that resembles a monster's giant claws.

When the second brother saw the slightly opened claws, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes. Before he could activate his armor, five thin threads spurted out from the tip of the claws and shot towards his facial features. He was about to be stabbed. Standing upright, the Nirvana warrior Lao Er was not as unbearable as he appeared. A black grimace mask suddenly appeared on his face. At the last moment, he flicked away the rootless sharp threads, and when he zoomed out, he realized That was just a part of the helmet. The whole body was wrapped in thick metal armor, like an ancient god.

The second child activated the armor without any damage, but the two women sitting next to him suffered a disaster. Five silk threads pierced the women's delicate bodies in gauze, and dazzling arcs of electricity shone on the silk threads. The delicate beauty didn't even scream, her whole body turned into black coal, and then disintegrated into billions of particles, turning into invisible black smoke, floating in the carriage.

"ah………"

The remaining women screamed at the same time, hugged each other, and rolled to one side. They were so frightened that the air flow of feces and urine suppressed the stench of the burning corpses in the carriage, and the second child was also frightened. Not lightly, followed by boundless anger, roaring like a wild beast, raising his hands, revealing the two black crystals in his palms, and about to launch the biggest killing move.

"That's enough..., all of you, please remove the armor, or I will twist your heads off..."

The tattooed boss always sat still, and roared, waking up the two hot-blooded guys. The partially armored third son glared at the second one angrily, and lifted the flower, but the second brother raised his hands flat but was unwilling. Putting it down, the dark eyes of the ghost mask kept flashing with a strange luster, seeming to be hesitating about something.

"The third child's improvement potion is given to a bottle of second child, so let's forget it..."

The third child did not object to the boss's suggestion. The second child had a reason to go down the steps. After a stalemate for a few seconds, he finally put his hands down and removed the armor. The three ignored the turbid smell in the carriage and continued the previous topic.

"Second brother, you have a bad mouth. Third child, you don't know. As for the killing move? No one knows what kind of enemies we will encounter in the future. If we encounter a really strong enemy, you two will stab each other." Isn’t this virtue a way to seek death?”

The tattooed boss resumed his role as the leading brother, with an impartial attitude, making the third and second brothers lower their heads at the same time. No matter what, as long as the boss can suppress them for a day, they must obey, just listen to the boss's change of subject. , speaking of Yurun Consortium:

"This time the consortium did something wrong. The three of us went through life and death and helped the consortium fight for thousands of square kilometers of territory. We have paid off everything we owed them before. From now on, we have to think about ourselves. The genetically modified medicine is a reward from the Northern Army. The three people have nothing to do with the consortium. They are taking food from our mouths. Are you willing to agree? "

"However, our armor was specially customized by the consortium. I heard that it cost a lot of money and accounted for almost one-third of the consortium's wealth."

The second child nodded repeatedly at the elder's words. The third child was young after all and had a strong sense of right and wrong. He expressed his doubts outright. At this time, the second child looked contemptuous and wanted to open his mouth again, but closed his mouth under the gaze of the elder's scarlet eyes.

"Lao San, do you want to build your own consortium or city one day?"

The boss knows the character of the third child. Young people always have dreams, but they also insist on certain beliefs. They have not been polished by time and are always idealistic. If they can understand the second child, they may not be able to explain the topic to the third child. As soon as it was related to career, Lao San's heart suddenly moved.

"The Yurun Consortium relied on us to acquire thousands of square kilometers of land. This land has countless minerals, animal and plant resources, and a vast farming area. Any force that acquires this land can build ten huge cities. But these cities have nothing to do with us. In the eyes of the senior management of Yurun Consortium, we are just a group of thugs, or in other words, high-level cannon fodder."

The third child was stunned for a moment, and his heart was shocked. He had never thought of this. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start. The boss continued:

"According to the general rules of the underground world, we helped the consortium acquire 3,000 square kilometers of land. Each of us must be given at least 100 square kilometers, and it must be the land with the richest resources. But not only did they not give us what we deserve As a reward, we also need to hand over precious genetic improvement drugs, do you think this is reasonable? "

At this time, the second child couldn't help but speak: "Those bastards have been thinking about how to plot against us all day long. What is the genetic improvement medicine? Others don't know it, but I don't know it yet? One Jia Luo and one medicine. The price has been clearly marked for a long time. Only Jialuo can extract the genetically modified medicine. Even if a Xianfeng Jialuo squeezes it dry, he can only extract two. Is Jialuo so easy to catch? I still want to use money to make up for it. If you want to pay for medicine, who is willing to sell it?”

"Isn't genetically modified medicine common? Why do you value it so much?"

The third child still didn't understand. He only believed half of what the second child said. However, after the second child got a modified medicine of his own, he no longer pursued the question of doing it himself. Obviously, the value of the medicine was far beyond imagination. For the third child, He said that as long as they can still go on missions, they may not be unable to arrest Jia Luo. As for taking it so seriously?

"For young people like you, genetically modified drugs are not urgent yet, but for those of us over thirty years old, every genetically modified drug is a life-saving medicine. Because of the problem of genetic defects, underground people Very few people live past the age of fifty, and very few even live past the age of forty. When you reach the age of thirty, you will find that your body’s genes are extremely unstable, and you never know when they will collapse. Genetic modification drugs are the only way to survive. The medicine that can effectively stabilize genetic collapse can only be used by truly high-level figures. If we hadn't made contributions to the army, do you think we would have been able to do so?"

Although the boss valued the third child very much, he talked too much and became impatient. He couldn't help but increase his tone. His scarlet eyes flashed with a compelling luster. The third child immediately stopped asking and had a rough idea in his mind. Nadi said:

"Then why don't we just go capture Jia Luo? This time the army captured more than a hundred Jia Luo. If it were us, we might not be able to capture more Jia Luo..."

The second child finally couldn't stand the procrastination of the third child and said loudly to the boss: "Boss, everyone has his own ambitions. If the third child is willing to be a dog for the consortium, let him be a dog. I don't want his genetically modified medicine, hand over." After getting the potion, let’s talk it over. He will return to the Yurun Consortium and we will accept the army’s invitation to serve as garrison generals. One less person might get more benefits..."

The third child's pushback made the elder brother very disappointed, but he still pushed down the second child, stood up, walked to the third child, held the other person's shoulders, looked at the third child and said gently: "The third child is young after all. There are some things that I can’t figure out for the time being. It will be fine when he figures it out..."

"Boss, I..." The third child knew in his heart that the boss said this to him for his own good, but he couldn't accept the sudden departure from the Yurun Consortium. He couldn't help but lower his head, looking very ashamed, but he was still struggling in his heart. , should he tell the consortium about the boss and the second child's plan? If he told the consortium, what benefits would he get?

The tangled Lao San didn't wait until he understood. The boss's big hand holding his shoulder suddenly formed a palm knife and slashed at Lao San's Adam's apple. There was a crisp explosion. Lao San spat out a stream of blood and looked at Wen Wen in horror. The boss wanted to activate the armor, but was unable to do so. His eyes gradually became dull with shock and confusion.

The boss suddenly took action, and the second brother, who had already received the signal, flashed in front of the woman in the corner of the carriage like lightning. He squeezed them all to death one by one with each hand. After killing, he turned his head and said excitedly to the boss:

"Boss, I have long said that the third child does not know what is good and what is good. Killing this scourge can save a lot of trouble..."

The boss looked at the third child who was lying on his toes with confusion and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, his right shoulder suddenly felt cold and he felt something slipping over his shoulder, making all the hairs on his body stand up. cried out:

"There are enemies..."

While roaring, he was about to put on his armour. He was shocked to find that his right arm and shoulder armor were rolling and falling into the blood that the third child had spat on the floor. When he turned around, he found that the second child's head was slowly rising from his neck. Sliding down, a fountain of blood spurted out from the broken neck. The spurted blood covered all the delicate decorations in the carriage with smooth bright red.

The boss woke up from the shock and saw a man suddenly appearing in front of him, playing with his shoulder armor. He was so frightened that his whole body was shaking. The man threw the Nirvana War General in his hand aside and was so frightened that he died. The boss showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "Hello..."