Chapter 252

Chapter 251 There are thousands of troops behind him

"You guys... deserve to die."

"You hurt him so badly!" Zhang Manyue held the alloy knife at an angle, her face as cold as a thousand years of frost, and her voice was cold enough to pierce people's bones.

Just listening to the sound makes my body feel like it's splitting.

She looked at the handsome man in front of her with distress, and the time when she first met Xu Jingzhe rang in her mind. That back view is really warm.

"Uh-huh!"

He drew his sword and slashed without any warning, shocking the world. A deep trench hundreds of meters long was cut into the ground, and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Caesar and Bruce were slashed away by the sword, and were caught in the air by Jehovah. With a gentle backhand move, the two landed smoothly. Caesar's golden pupils were horrified, who is this?

Why can't she feel the energy fluctuations in her body? She attacks without any warning, so it's impossible to prevent her.

The most important thing is, is it actually stronger than him?

At some point, he was struck by someone with a knife!

"Huh." Jehovah looked at Zhang Manyue and said suspiciously. His eyes were very dark and cold. He stared at Zhang Manyue for a long time and said thoughtfully: "I seem to have some impression of you."

He closed his eyes, and an invisible thread twisted out from behind him, extended out for a long time, and wrapped around Zhang Manyue.

The information in his mind was being retrieved, and thirty seconds later, he opened his eyes.

"It's you, the failed first-generation artificial human..."

"How come you exist on Blue Star?"

Jehovah was involved in the Alliance’s first-generation artificial humans, first-generation biochemicals, first-generation mutants, etc. The technology at that time was not yet mature, and the buried technology had not been unearthed, so the failures were greater than Of the successful products, out of a hundred, there are at most 4 to 5 successful products, and the rest are all failed products, and there is only one fate for the failed products, which is to be destroyed.

However, Jehovah was not the talker of the alliance at that time.

In his impression, this woman should be a failure, how could she survive?

Zhang Manyue looked at Jehovah and said in a cold voice: "Failure, hehehe..."

She smiled arrogantly, pointed the alloy knife in her hand at Jehovah and said, "Did you hurt him?"

Jehovah was in a neat suit and his stern face was calm and charming. He did not answer Zhang Manyue's words, but smiled with a nostalgic tone: "When I see you, I seem to see my younger self."

He looked up at the moon that was about to set in the west and murmured: "It was so good at that time, carrying the boy's dream, simple and sincere..."

"I'm fucking asking you, did you hurt him?" Zhang Manyue repeated word for word.

Jehovah lowered his eyes, looked at Zhang Manyue, and said indifferently: "We are old friends, and I didn't want to kill you."

"But the person who spoke to me like this just now has become a puddle of mud and is nothing."

"But, hehehe... you are not considered a human being. You are the only human being with a normal brain, and she is not considered a human being."

"You won't bleed, you won't get sick, you won't get pregnant and give birth..."

"How pitiful."

Jehovah's words touched the taboo deep in Zhang Manyue's heart. Every word he said was like a long, long needle piercing Zhang Manyue's heart.

Translucent front and back.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

"Lord, you deserve to die!"

Zhang Manyue was clean and neat, swinging the knife and slashing forward.

When the alloy sword was only one centimeter away from Jehovah's head, he easily dodged it. Pushing forward with one hand, Zhang Manyue felt as if he was struck by lightning, smashing into large rocks on the ground.

He kept his hand, and Zhang Manyue's truest self when he was young was entrusted to him.

The boy's dream is in her.

Even though...that dream didn't come true.

Zhang Manyue stood up, with light beating in the depths of her eyes. She raised the alloy sword high in her right hand and shouted: "Come on!"

"Boom."

The ground was shaking, and the harsh friction sounds of machinery kept coming. In the thick clouds, a headless mecha appeared. When he fell down, a big footprint was left on the ground.

Shocking.

Everyone is breathing rapidly, mecha, mecha!

But... where's his head? Why is it a broken mecha? ?

Jehovah looked at this somewhat rusty headless mecha, licked his mouth, his eyes were fiery.

He has rich experience. Standing at the top of the pyramid in Adam City, he knows too much. As soon as this mecha appeared, he recognized it. The mecha left behind might be tens of thousands or millions of years ago.

Heartbeat.

Today, no matter what, I must keep this mecha and study it carefully.

Jehovah was very satisfied with the unexpected surprise and snapped his fingers.

Qingtian, Zhentian, Blue Butterfly, and Wasp mechas were dispatched at the same time, with their engines running, the propulsion devices under their feet activated, and they slowly landed behind Jehovah.

Compared to the number of mechas? Nothing to be afraid of!

In an office in Mosluk City, I was enjoying the top-notch service with half-squinted eyes. I paused for a moment, looked at the headless mecha through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and sat up suddenly.

"Ouch~my throat~" The woman choked and coughed for a long time, and deliberately said coquettishly: "Sir, why are you so excited?"

As he said that, he wrapped himself around like a water snake.

"Get out!"

Shi Lai slapped her away, came to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stared at the headless mecha carefully.

It seems familiar, the lizard clan has suffered a big loss.

"Behind me stand hundreds of billions of people in the four major cities. Who can a mere mecha scare?" Jehovah said disdainfully.

"Is it amazing?"

Just then, a voice came from afar, as if it had penetrated the ancient times, and suddenly sounded.

Everyone was stagnant again, numb, numb, really numb.

Who would have thought that a competition would involve so many things. Either it was a powerful boss or a mecha, and they were ashamed of themselves.

"Boom!"

The moon fell and the sun rose. The first ray of morning light shone on a golden mecha, shining brightly, shining brighter than the sun, and intoxicating. A man stood on the shoulder of the mecha, with a poker face, holding an alloy Tang sword in his right hand, looking at the seriously injured Xu Jingzhe, with undisguised anger in his eyes.

This is a very wonderful scene. In the sky, the sun is rising in the east, and the sky is blue. In the west, heavy clouds are rolling, staining the sky like ink.

Each half, clearly divided.

In the east, it is Jehovah's home court. In the west, it is the place where the people who came to rescue Xu Jingzhe stand.

Jehovah stared at the golden mecha that just appeared, and his face gradually became solemn. This thing is not a child's play house, where you can pee on the yellow mud and make a cannon, a plane, a missile, and a mecha.

This is a mecha, which has exhausted many precious resources and has top technology to build a mecha!

He has no impression of this golden mecha. But looking at its golden material, streamlined lines and height, it has definitely reached the level of a first-class mecha, which can compete with mechas such as Qingtian.

Fortunately, there are only two, and one is headless.

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking in his heart, the ground was shaking again. A dark green mecha appeared, which was the same height as the golden mecha. Similarly, a handsome and somewhat immature boy stood on the shoulder of the mecha in a sexy red sportswear.

Red and green, a perfect match.

He crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "So what if there are hundreds of millions of people behind him?" The man in white pointed at Xu Jingzhe lying on the ground and said loudly, "He also has thousands of troops behind him!"