Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

Director Wu!

The three words spat out by the oily man gave Wu Mian a splitting headache.

That's right, I am Director Wu.

Wu Mian was very familiar with this title, but he had no memory of what department Director Wu came from.

The oil-headed man's sharp knife moved from far to near, rapidly enlarging in his eyes.

"boom!"

A missile suddenly exploded on the oil-headed man, and a huge shock wave directly flew him away, and he was buried by the ruins of the collapsed wall.

Immediately afterwards, a flying rope with a grappling hook fell next to Wu Mian, wrapped around his legs, and dragged him out violently.

Nan Ci took a step forward and held Wu Mian in her arms: "How are you?"

Wu Mian knew that Nan Ci and others were no match for the greasy man, and a flash of irritation flashed in his eyes: "Didn't I ask you to leave? Why do you want to come back!"

Nan Ci noticed that Wu Mian was unconscious, and with the help of his companions, he carried him on his back and ran towards the corridor where he came from: "Worker bees have no tradition of leaving their companions behind."

"call out--"

A missile flew out close to the bodies of several people and hit the entrance in front, causing the corridor to collapse instantly.

"Wow!"

There was a noise from the ruins, and the greasy-headed man stood up again, with a metallic luster exposed under his melted skin. Looking at Nan Ci and others across the pool, his voice became impatient: "In order to deal with you low-level combatants,

It’s really a pointless waste to consume expensive resources.”

"Fire!"

There was a roar from the crowd, and various weapons began to fire wildly at the oil-headed man opposite.

"Ding dong!"

The greasy-headed man's skin was torn apart by bullets, and sparks continued to emit from his body. He clenched his fists at his waist and raised his head slightly. A strange red light came out of the gaps in the metal armor on his body.

"The six-level neural module is an accelerator!!"

The new mechanic in the team saw the oil-headed man's body changes, and his voice became trembling: "Destroy him before he starts! Otherwise, everyone will die!"

"Tu tu tu tu!"

"Boohoo!"

The worker bee members displayed all their firepower at the bottom of the box in an instant. Armor-piercing missiles, arc rays, micro drones and other life-saving equipment were fired at the greasy man like raindrops.

"boom!"

Smoke and dust billowed, and the wall behind the greasy-headed man was penetrated by heavy fire. The sunlight that penetrated illuminated the surging smoke.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone was staring at the other side of the pool.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly came from the side of the team, and everyone turned around and looked. There was only a headless body left over there, and the blood was spurted out of the cavity by the heart pump.

"coming!"

The worker bee members with prosthetic eyes picked up their rifles and started shooting into the void ahead.

An indistinguishable figure seemed to be able to flicker, darting left and right in the crowd, harvesting the lives of the worker bees with punches and kicks, and the firepower network spread out could not cause any harm to him at all.

The sound of gunfire and thunder still could not stop the oil-headed man from killing.

Everyone tried their best, but couldn't make a single ripple.

"boom!"

One member turned around, used missiles to destroy the wall behind him, and shouted: "Sister Nan Ci, you go first!"

At this time, Nan Ci also discovered that they had met an opponent whose level was higher than his own. He did not show off his strength and began to retreat with Wu Mian on his back: "Alternate cover and retreat!"

The member with the prosthetic eye turned on the reaction tuner, and even with eight times the slow playback speed, he could barely capture the opponent's traces, and raised the laser pistol in his hand.

Before he could prepare to shoot, the greasy-headed man had already rushed in front of him, grabbed his weapon with one hand, and pressed it against his head.

The last scene the member saw was very confusing. He only felt that he vaguely saw the cheek with half the skin burned off. Then he looked back and saw the blood splashing in the air. Then there was a loud noise in his ears.

He completely lost consciousness.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the greasy-headed man wandered through the crowd like a ghost, pulling the trigger at unexpected locations and performing a killing show.

The members of the Worker Bee Organization seemed to be left with the fate of being massacred. Under the suppression of the sixth-level module, any resistance seemed feeble.

Four seconds, fifteen meters, nine kills.

The oil-headed man had no interest in these small fish and shrimps at all. While killing people, he also quickly moved closer to Nan Ci.

The task he received was to cut off Wu Mian's head. If he hadn't taken the head back completely, Wu Mian would have died countless times.

"Asshole! Look here!"

The member beside Nan Ci roared and blocked the oil-headed man.

The smooth killing made the oil-headed man no longer feel any psychological pressure. He moved in front of the member and pointed the pistol horizontally at his eyebrows.

"boom!"

The gunfire rang out and the scene of blood splattering did not appear, because the opponent actually grabbed his pistol and pushed it aside, and swung his other arm out like a snake.

In just one second, seven punches were thrown, and each punch was a heavy punch that was then withdrawn to the ear and punched again.

The worker bee members were very fast, but they were still intercepted by the oil-headed man.

The oil-headed man lost his speed advantage and stopped, looked at the young man in front of him, narrowed his eyes and said: "You are very fast, but your punch is not strong enough. Your arm is equipped with a fourth-level industrial-grade speed module.

"

The worker bee members did not answer, and the mantis knife that bounced away showed their attitude of fighting to the end.

"The fourth-level module can only punch four punches per second at most. You can punch seven punches because of the injection of adrenaline and the installation of a mechanical lung, which allows you to exert a higher intensity of speed."

The oil-headed man threw away the pistol with empty bullets: "You can't stop me. High-intensity exercise will burst your heart. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"You go to hell first!"

The worker bees roared angrily, jumped up high, and rushed towards the greasy-headed man.

…

In order to take Wu Mian away, Nan Ci ran as fast as possible, following the collapsed wall, and quickly rushed to the open ground outside.

"throat!"

Heavy sniper gunfire was heard in the distance. A member of Nan Ci's body was shattered by bullets, and a large number of armed men surrounded him.

"Sister Nan Ci, take Brother Mian away!"

The only remaining member bent down and supported the ground with both hands. The guard panel on his back cracked, revealing two mini machine guns, and began to suppress the crowd. Nan Ci also carried Wu Mian on his back and hid in the warehouse.

In a container on the left.

Wu Mian lay on Nan Ci's back and turned around to look around. He felt mixed emotions when he saw the members of the rear group being blown away by one shot.

In order to rescue him, the worker bee organization, which was finally formed, once again suffered a devastating blow.