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After seeing clearly what was in Fang Mo's hand.

Not to mention the policewoman here, even Father Andrewson not far away was slightly startled.

"Is this... an atomic bomb?"

Andrewson narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was a cleric in the Vatican who dealt with undead creatures, he was not illiterate. He could still recognize this radioactive sign.

"Isn't it too... too dangerous!?"

Compared to Andrewson, the policewoman's attitude was obviously more panicked and frightened: "Where did you get this thing from?!!!"

"Niben."

Fang Mo spread his hands with a natural look on his face: "As we all know, the Pope in the Vatican is very envious of Japan's emperor, because in Japan, little boys will fall from the sky, and Japan has taken advantage of this and incorporated this theme into movies and TV shows. In the work, it is called a descending element..."

"But that's not what Tiansheng means!!!" the policewoman couldn't help shouting.

"I'm talking about the heavenly elements."

Fang Mo smiled slightly: "Isn't uranium-235 an element?"

"this……"

When the policewoman heard this, she was stunned.

"Humph, just pretending!"

However, at this moment, Father Andreessen suddenly reacted: "I stole the casing of an atomic bomb from somewhere. Do you want to scare me with this?!"

Speaking of which.

He also walked towards Fang Mo again.

Perhaps because he had been teased and ridiculed many times, Andrewson's aura was obviously more terrifying this time. He glared fiercely, gritted his teeth hard, and held two bloody blunderbuss swords like evil ghosts from hell. Like this, he vowed to exterminate all living creatures in front of him.

"No, man."

Seeing Andrewson's fearless look, Fang Mo also raised the little boy again and threatened: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"die?"

Hearing what Fang Mo said, Andreessen seemed to have been turned on by some kind of mechanism. He suddenly grinned, revealing a row of neat white teeth. Although he was smiling, his face was particularly ferocious: "...you Who do you think I am?”

"Jesus Slayer?"

Fang Mo tilted his head subconsciously.

“We are Iscariot, Judas of Iscariot!”

"We hold daggers and poison in our right hands, and thirty silver coins and straw ropes in our left hands."

I saw Andrewson's expression of enthusiasm and madness, as if he had become the most sincere believer in the world, chanting: "We are both apostles and not apostles, believers and not believers, traitors and not traitors, we Just to bow down and plead for the Lord’s mercy, just to bow down and defeat those who rebel against the Lord.”

"...Why are you reading poetry now?"

When Fang Mo heard this, he couldn't help but complained: "Is this the song of killing Ye?"

"Swing the dagger under the cover of night, swallow poison after dinner, and transform into soldiers of death. We are the dead disciples, and we are the assassins." However, Andrewson on the opposite side ignored him and continued his fanaticism. Reader: "When the time comes, we will throw thirty silver coins into the shrine and hang ourselves with straw ropes. We will be able to become disciples and go to hell together... I only wish to go to hell with seven hundred and forty-five thousand nine hundred and twenty-six Just fight the devil!"

When it comes to this last sentence.

Andreessen has gone from walking to running like crazy.

"Hey, hey, I said you..."

Fang Mo was about to speak when the opponent suddenly swung his hands, and the two guns and swords instantly turned into streams of light and shot towards Fang Mo, accurately hitting the atomic bomb in his hand.

"Stop pretending, you heretic!!!"

Andrewson smiled grimly and drew out two blunderbuss swords again: "Do you think I will be fooled by you? It would be better if it were really an atomic bomb... let's go to hell together! I will kill you a thousand times in hell. !”

"Click!" "Bang!"

And along with his words.

The huge kinetic energy wrapped in the gun sword also exploded instantly.

The thick shell shell was cut open directly, and then a lot of metal components inside fell out, including pipelines, reflective metal plates... and even a few pieces of lead-gray metal.

And the moment these metals fell out.

Some kind of invisible but thorny feeling began to spread around.

"This...this is..."

The policewoman here was the closest to the piece of metal. Almost instantly, her brain fell into a blank. Then a terrible sense of crisis came over her. She felt as if needles were pricking her whole body, and her scalp was numb. The hairs on my back stood up at the same time.

"Um!?"

Andrewson was slightly startled when he saw this, but soon he ignored the metal on the ground and continued to rush towards Fang Mo. The two blunderbuss swords in his hands were inserted into the opponent's throat in a cross shape.

"Damn it, you really dare to insert it?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo was obviously surprised.

The atomic bomb in his hand was indeed genuine. He had snatched it from his partner when he was drunk and took out the nuclear bomb in public and planned to set off fireworks during the last copy of One Punch Man.

But what do you say about this thing...

Fang Mo didn't expect that Father Andrewson would be so crazy, and he would really risk his life in a fight.

Although the vampire Akart on his side was willing to fight, he was willing to give up blood. He couldn't die anyway, but Father Andrewson was different. He would really die.

Fortunately, the principle of atomic bombs is different from that of artillery shells. They don't explode after being stabbed.

According to the popular science principle of my little friend, this thing seems to have a concept of critical point. The most retro-structured atomic bomb like this needs to detonate special explosives to explode several low-critical uranium ingots together, thereby causing a chain reaction, which releases the energy of nuclear fission.

So Andrewson's slash with the knife only cut a big hole in the shell, and did not actually stab the little boy into the sky...

"You die!!!"

However, Andrewson ignored Fang Mo's words and swung the gun sword with all his strength.

But it's a pity that the two sides are not at the same level. Even if it is a gun sword strengthened by blessing, it is impossible for this ordinary soldier to break Fang Mo's defense, not to mention that he is also wearing a set of crystal matrix ingot-based protective gear. First.

Accompanied by a crisp cracking sound.

The two blunderbuss swords that Andrewson thrust out were instantly broken and shattered.

"No, I just want to tease you..."

Fang Mo raised his hand, sucked several low-critical uranium ingots on the ground back into his hand, and then stuffed them back into his backpack: "Why are you so impatient?"

"ah!!!"

But Andrewson just roared angrily, and then drew out a gun sword again. His tall and burly body suddenly twisted around, and with the help of strong inertia, the tip of the sword was pierced into Fang Mo's left eye socket.

"I don't want to look at you this way!"

Fang Mo tilted his head almost reflexively.

Andrewson swung the blow away, and without any hesitation, he suddenly leaned down and squatted down. Then a gun sword slipped out of his sleeves again, and he held the hilt of the gun sword firmly with both hands. He used a crazy upward force in his killing posture, and the blunderbuss sword hit the spot between Fang Mo's legs.

"Fuck! Don't touch my promotion device!!!"

Now Fang Mo couldn't help it anymore, he felt a chill in his anus, and without thinking, he raised his leg and kicked the opponent fiercely.

The power of his kick was extremely exaggerated.

During the explosion of air waves, it felt as if the air had been kicked out of a short vacuum circle. Andreessen's body, squatting in front of Fang Mo, paused strangely, and then flew back like lightning.

The opponent's tall body was squeezed and deformed by the huge force in mid-air.

Andrewson's chest and abdominal cavity collapsed directly, especially his abdomen, which was as deflated as a layer of skin. His whole body roared like a cannonball and smashed into a nearby wall, then flew into the room, and then Along the way, it smashed the wall on the other side and destroyed countless houses along the way. Finally, it flew out of the building and smashed into the ground in the front yard, causing a shocking splash of blood. .

"This...this is..."

The policewoman on the ground was stunned when she saw this scene, and her mouth opened in disbelief.

Just the next second.

She suddenly felt a sharp pain coming over her.

With a 'puff' sound, someone suddenly pulled out the gun sword stuck in her back.

"Hiss..."

The policewoman groaned in pain.

"Please bear with it." But soon, Fang Mo's voice came from behind her: "Brother, it's time to pull it out."

"It's not you..."

When the policewoman heard these strange words, she subconsciously wanted to say something, but as soon as she said these words, Fang Mo exerted force again, and as the gun sword was pulled out, an extremely sour pain suddenly swept through his body: "Ah... you... please be gentle..."

"?"

However, this time Fang Mo was not happy: "I'll draw my sword, what nonsense are you yelling?"

"you……"

The policewoman gritted her teeth when she heard this.

With her strong support, the blunderbuss swords were quickly pulled out, and the policewoman did not shout out again. The upper vampire's regeneration ability is indeed good, and her injuries healed in a short time. about there.

"Owner……"

But at this moment, the policewoman couldn't help but sigh sadly.

She was seen kneeling on the ground and gently picking up Akat's head, holding it in her arms, and even her eyes were a little moist. After all, the two parties were in a family relationship, so there seemed to be this strange emotion in it.

"Okay, don't feel bad, that guy's not dead yet."

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo also said directly: "This guy has a very tough life. He can survive even more than a bastard."

"Why?"

The policewoman was startled when she heard this, and asked in disbelief: "Is it true?"

"Okay, stop playing." After hearing this, Fang Mo said angrily to the air around him: "If you don't come out, this little policewoman will drop her little pearl."

"Kukuku..."

Just as Fang Mo finished speaking, there was a burst of deep laughter not far away, followed by the sound of a lot of bats neighing. Countless scarlet bats and thick fog poured in from the window, gradually converging into a familiar figure. The human form is obviously Akat.

"Ah, Master!"

It wasn't until she saw this scene that the policewoman shouted in surprise.

"It looks like everything is fine."

Acat looked around for a while, then walked to the window and looked at the big hole in the ground in the front yard: "What a good opponent. What a pity."

"Yeah, he's going to die soon."

Fang Mo responded, then casually picked up a blunderbuss and aimed it at the priest below: "I didn't want to deal with him at first, but this guy is so stubborn that he stabbed me in the basket. I have no choice but to give him He learned a little lesson...By the way, do you think these priests will be promoted if they die?"

"I don't know."

Akate looked unexpectedly a little melancholy.

"I think it depends on the situation." Fang Mo pondered for a moment and said, "Those who used the promotion device on the little boy will be demoted, and those who didn't use it will be promoted."

"...What strange language are you using?"

Hearing this, Akate was obviously a little bit overwhelmed, and turned his head to look at Fang Mo: "This shouldn't be what English can express, right? Is the ability of spiritual language allowed to be used like this?"

"Okay, you have discovered this."

Fang Mo looked at Akate with a little surprise. Not many people can realize that their Chinese meme pollution.

"Don't talk nonsense."

However, Akate didn't intend to say anything more, and said directly to the people below: "Give Anderson a quick death, which is also the last respect as an enemy."

"Oh, okay."

Fang Mo nodded after hearing this.

Then he prepared to throw the gun sword in his hand with force.

But just at this moment, a deep female voice suddenly sounded, followed by the sound of leather shoes stomping on the ground: "Stop!"

"Huh?"

Fang Mo turned his head and saw.

It turned out that it was Intergula who ran up breathlessly.

"He is from the Vatican, we can't kill him." Intergula said immediately after he came over: "Otherwise, the government will not be able to negotiate with the other side, and it will cause big trouble."

"That's your business, it's none of my business."

However, Fang Mo didn't care about that and aimed at the other party again.

"Wait!"

However, at this time, Intergula also shouted again, and then looked at Fang Mo with a serious expression: "According to our investigation... we have now mastered your true identity!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo also raised his eyebrows in surprise: "My true identity? Tell me?"

"You are a zombie, right?"

Without any hesitation, Intergula here immediately said in a deep voice: "I asked Walter to investigate based on your characteristics and habits. You can't eat human food, and you are an undead creature. You have a copper head and iron arms and great strength... You can even set fires. Wherever you go, the land is barren for thousands of miles. In addition to your strange Asian habits, your true identity should be a zombie, and it is the top-level zombie."

"Hiss..."

Hearing this, Fang Mo also subconsciously touched his head, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.