Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

Their research is almost the same.

"The four action teams that blocked the gate are about to come. You are responsible for clearing the factory with them." Xie Zhifei pointed at someone casually, "You are responsible for driving, let's go to the North Field." The captain looked at Xie Zhifei's pale His face and his arms drooping like rags, he wanted to speak, but he didn't speak. He just slammed his left foot on the heel of his right foot, made a loud noise, and stood at attention. "Received, promise to complete the task."

There are not a few remaining infected people, but Xie Zhifei is still standing in the same place, unable to make them dare not move forward, like a mouse fearing the sky and the earth. But as Xie Zhifei stepped on the bus, they started to move again. The next moment, the bus opened the side door, and all the remaining weapons in the arsenal that had been displayed in front of Xie Zhifei poured down into a hill. Including those with bright yellow logos and green skull logos.

"Don't die!" The driver gave a thumbs up to everyone below from the window.

"Of course. You must send the adults to you!" The attacking team loaded their guns, and they still had the smile on their faces, don't worry, like a proper big brother.

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"Roar—" The Apocalypse Type III roared again, and waved his hands towards the rushing sword light. The three sharp-edged daggers on his forearms bounced up, like the back of a Stegosaurus, with shoulders and knees all over the place. The black thorns are clustered together, just like a hedgehog. But the cyan sword light can always float in from his attack, and the cyan blade is almost as if it has crossed the space, and it will definitely hit after being stabbed.

A sword slashed, and No. 3's chest was smashed with a half-meter-long hole with visible bone. Ji Qinger, who fell to the ground, swayed again, almost unable to stand, her face was as pale as snow, and her breath was like smoke.

Joseph, who was floating in the air, had an expression of surprise and satisfaction on his face since Ji Qinger took out the sword, and the expression gradually became more and more satisfied. It's like admiring a beautiful piece of art. The match between a girl whose breath is fading and a long sword with rising sword energy is an incomparably beautiful scene.

The Sword of Weakness, this kind of thing actually exists. Now he just wants to know how far girls can get by asking for weakness. So he raised his hand, and a drop of blood rose in his palm. Hold him tightly. The Apocalypse No. 3 on the ground suddenly roared in the sky, and the dark skin instantly became blood red, like a red-hot iron, violent!

Almost instantly, the huge body disappeared from the spot, appeared behind Ji Qinger, and before Ji Qinger could turn around, he punched him! The squeezed air was whipped on Ji Qing'er's back like a whip. If you get hit, you will die!

In an instant of clear light, the blood-red fist hit the empty space, leaving a large pit with a diameter of one meter, and the dust rose up. And Ji Qinger's figure was already in the air, she slashed a sword against Joseph in the sky, and escaped through the air with the power of this sword. But it doesn't mean that she really wants to escape, turning around without a trace of fireworks, floating like a fairy.

When she shook her head, the flower that bound her hair spread out, and the three thousand blue silk flew like splashing ink, like a lotus blooming, but the long sword in her hand was even more dazzling. , the sky is blue.

a trace? Not more, but a wisp. Joseph frowned and looked at Ji Qinger who was like a goddess in the sky, and felt her weakened breath to the point of non-existence. With a wisp of sword, a hundred zhang of green energy rushed down, like a green snake surging, and Ji Qinger's sword light crossed the time limit, instantly appearing behind No. 3, and the head finally fell to the ground. . The steel helmet hit the ground with a clanging sound.

"Clap clap clap clap" Joseph clapped. "It's a beautiful sword. It's really suitable for the opening of the curtain, are you right? Break the army."

The hard rubber-soled leather shoes made a clear and loud sound, and they did not intend to hide their existence at all. A towering voice stepped in from the door. Gently took off the eyes on his face and handed them to Master Chen behind him. He folded and buttoned the cuff of his white shirt, revealing his muscular forearm.

"The curtain is over? I'm just putting an end to a task that was 6 years ago."

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Chapter 71 One Punch

"Complete the mission?" Joseph laughed instead of anger, "Do you think you can defeat me as easily as you used to?"

"Do you know how I survived all these years? Breaking the army." The blood moon was in the sky, and the rich blood was coiled, and the blood seemed to drip down with the moonlight. "Drinking water from the sewers, eating rats and maggots, and using them as strength, I survived. Only half of my body is left, and all my reputation has been dissipated because of the war. I dare not appear in the sun, nor dare Back in the shadows."

"What do you think is keeping me through? It's hatred for you. When I sucked the blood of mice, I was thinking about the pulsating blood in your veins. When I chewed maggots, I wanted to bite. Your flesh and blood. I have returned from Jiuyou, I will kill you, of course, before that, I will completely destroy the city you guard."

"Let him become a forbidden area for the living, a paradise for monsters. Let all order disappear, and after you witness such a scene, I will bite your throat, presumably at that time your blood will also be It will be extra sweet."

From full of laughter to gnashing of teeth, murderous intent, Joseph's expression in this passage has been waved many times, and even the most exquisite words are difficult to describe. But Ji Qinger's back was still chilled by the mourning voice and hatred for Po Jun from Jiuyou. The old man with only half of his body floating in the air was undoubtedly the strongest enemy she had ever encountered.

"Are you finished?" The angry voice of the sea sounded behind Po Jun, and there was something pulling the breath, wind, thunder and energy. It was like a beast lurking in the void.

Unlike Douglas Thunder Lord, who can understand at first glance, the title of breaking the army is even more difficult to understand than the fourth wave of unknown meaning. As one of the main stars, the army-breaking master has too many aspects, and many horses and cattle are irrelevant. But after he moved, Ji Qinger understood.

There are not so many complicated interpretations, so-called breaking an army means breaking an army. If you pull up the mountain with strength, if one husband is the gatekeeper, one person is an army. Ji Qinger's eyes could hardly catch up with Po Jun's movements, and he could only vaguely see a song, and then his whole body bounced out, stirring the white airflow behind him like a cloud of fog. In just an instant, he rushed in front of Joseph.

"My lord, Mr. Po Jun seems to have started a war with the Marquis of the Alfred family." The researcher who was almost forced to death by Douglas stood in front of him respectfully.

"Really?" Hearing such news, he seemed to want to stand up, but after thinking about it, he sat down again, "Forget it. Anyway, that barbarian will win, right?"

"Joseph was once a well-known real power in the thirteen sects. In the past six years, he seems to have obtained some adventures, and his strength is not bad." The researcher continued, "According to our research, even if Mr. Po Jun wants to It shouldn't be easy to beat him."

"It's easy." Douglas shook the glass in his hand.

"what did you say?"

"I said it was easy for the barbarian Po Jun to blow up that half-length old man." He took a sip of the blood-like wine. "What do you think will happen to me against that old man?"

"Without a doubt, you will win," the researcher replied. "But given your ability to do more passes, the range of adaptation is stronger..."

"I lost to that barbarian." Douglas didn't see any shyness and smile like a big boy on his face. Calmly like a statue, "At our level, the data and materials you insist on are far less reliable than you think."

"When a single force is strong to a certain extent, it will appear even more terrifying." Douglas touched his cheek with his left hand, as if remembering the punch that shattered the lightning and caught up with the speed of electricity.

"You're right." The researcher nodded. "The Fool seems to have researched something about Cato's blood."

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With a punch, Po Jun's body is like a dragon flying into the sky. The air quickly spreads out due to the force of the punch and is bound by a stronger force, and a silky white ribbon wraps around Po Jun's arm. However, there was no loud noise like a big drum, and a crisp glass shattering sound was emitted in the mid-air as the army broke through. Then two slender iron thorns emerged from the air, forming a fork in front of Po Jun's fist.

The blood-colored aura condensed into substance behind Joseph, and a twisted monster was born out of thin air. The female general in blood-red armor has knives in her hands and needles in her hair. Standing out of thin air.

"Tiffany, puncture." Dozens of mirrors suddenly appeared on Po Jun's side, and then shattered. Countless thorns were born out of thin air. There were thorns in each mirror, and thousands of thorns seemed to The broken army will be strangled out of thin air.

But when Po Jun's first punch was ineffective, he turned around using the shock force. As soon as he stepped in the air, the air made a loud explosion, like a large-yield bomb exploded, and then the army even shot out like a cannonball. Stepping on the ground, speed and strength made it possible for him to use the air as the ground.

It is indeed easier to use analogies to master countless powers, but to develop a certain ability to the extreme, one method can be used for all methods. For Po Jun, what he masters belongs to the first level of power.

"Bang——" Po Jun appeared on top of Joseph's head, and his punch was stopped by Tiffany who raised his two long knives, but the punch still washed over Joseph's body like a storm, leaving his hair undisturbed. Like a silver snake dancing wildly. The needle in the back of Tiffany's head shot out in an instant, killing the broken army in the air. After another crisp sound, Po Jun disappeared in place.

"Hahaha, Po Jun, do you understand, you can't win against me, you who haven't changed, can't win against my new power!" Joseph laughed.

Po Jun attacked Joseph again to no avail, but Ji Qing'er could see that Joseph's pale face was gradually getting older. But the phantom in the air called Tiffany slowly solidified. The fog-like armor that was originally made of blood and energy slowly solidified, the black armor and golden patterns gradually became clear, and the empty pupils also lit up with blue brilliance, like a resurrection of life.

"Bang—" Po Jun threw another punch on the head, this time even more powerful, even Ji Qinger, who was dozens of meters away, felt the pressure of the wind was overwhelming. And the long knife in Tiffany's arm made a sour sound, and it became obviously twisted.

"Ah---" The female general in the void made such a voice for the first time, and the shrill voice was like a knife scraping through glass, and like countless sharp knives grinding each other. Amplifying the sound countless times is a pain in the ass. And when she was in pain, she missed the needle. Even more crazy.

Three thousand hairs pierced through the void and instantly appeared where Po Jun appeared next. Like snakes following closely, no matter how Po Jun moved, they would follow closely. I thought about the explosion dozens of times, and the screaming sound of breaking the air followed closely. The blood moon flies across the sky, with long hair three thousand feet long.

"Escape, escape, break the army! Like a lost dog, escape!" Joseph's deity was thin and haggard, but he still laughed frantically, as if he wanted to laugh out all his hatred and emotions.

"You're old." Po Jun's voice sounded in his ears, not too small or not, without any emotional fluctuations, still like a mountain like a mountain. "Too old to believe in the power of such a foreign object."

"Tiffany!" The words of the army broke Joseph's back and shouted with the loudest voice.

"Ah—!" The latter also let out a long howl, the blue dim light of his eyes skyrocketed, and the long knives in both hands extended dozens of feet. Three thousand long hairs converged into a sword and pierced the front of the army.

"One punch." One punch slammed out, the void was thundering, and it went forward.

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Chapter 72 Why is there still

When Xie Zhifei arrived, it happened that Po Jun threw that shocking punch, tightening his belly and raising his waist. Before stepping right, cross the body and twist sideways, the muscles are tense and fluctuating, and the strength is from the feet to the waist, passing the three eyes and three hearts. Every step is so perfect, like a perfect frame of action.

"His—" Tiffany's shrill howl was beyond the range of human hearing, and circles of transparent sound waves spread out with her roar. Three thousand needles rushed forward like a long river of metal. Go straight to the front of the army. The two arms and two knives also swung out alternately.

"Ding." But after Po Jun's punch was thrown, everything froze, as if the timeline had stopped, and there was only that punch left between heaven and earth. The three thousand needles were all broken into inch-inch pieces, and the crimson swords dozens of feet long exploded like glazed fireworks, turning butterflies into the sky.

Invisible sound waves were also pressed in front of Tiffany, and the transmission of sound also required a medium. The army-breaking fist squeezed the void, and the pitch-black space even burst into black cracks, with thunderous sounds. The space is being torn and suppressed, and of course the sound waves don't want to be transmitted. Looking at the oncoming fist, Tiffany opened his mouth and screamed so ferociously.

However, Po Jun's fist kept going, passing straight through, passing through Tiffany's mid-air like a phantom like a mirror. Everything seems to happen at the same time, when they reflect. Po Jun's right fist has penetrated Joseph's chest. It's almost like he was there in the first place.