The Richest Man in the DC World

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Killing intent!

Terrible killing intent.

The murderous intent that almost turned into substance permeated the air, everyone felt their hands and feet were cold, and there was a sense of fear of facing top predators in their heavy hearts.

At the front of the convoy, the truck loaded with heavy weapons had turned into scrap iron, and a tall, purple-red humanoid monster stood on top of the car.

Its body lines are almost perfect, giving people a sense of vigorous strength. There are a pair of red lantern-like eyes on its ugly face. Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, but the bloody red light from the eyes cannot be blocked.

"General... general, what shall we do?"

Someone asked tremblingly, Sam Lane pulled the bolt of the gun and said indifferently, "Kill it."

boom!

The agent at the front couldn't bear the pressure and fired first. In an instant, the sound of gunfire was dense, and the intertwined barrage of bullets shot forward like a torrential rain.

In the next moment, everyone was stunned.

The bullet hit the monster's body, like a glass ball falling on rubber, leaving shallow dents, and then bounced in all directions.

Its skin seems to be made of high-strength rubber, and the bullets can't do any damage.

Sam Lane growled, "Lint!"

The agent named Lin Te opened the trunk and took out an alien energy cannon, the blue light of the muzzle condensed,

boom!

A beam of blue light shot out, hitting the monster's chest hard, and the powerful impact directly sent it flying. Lin Te was also uncomfortable, and his shoulder was almost crushed by the energy cannon's recoil.

"It works!"

Someone exclaimed, and soon, that hope disappeared. Joshua, who had a scorched chest on his chest, stood up from the ground, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a playful expression like a cat teasing its prey.

"You will die miserably!"

Joshua hissed and growled, his body jumped out instantly, and several afterimages flashed past, puff puff puff! ! ! There was the sound of blood cascading in the air, which made one's scalp tingle.

There were eight more tragically dead corpses on the ground, and the blood spilled out, dyeing the snowflakes deep red.

The situation is chaotic.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. Joshua didn't stop, and continued to slaughter, screaming one after another. Whether it was the agent with the weapon or the researcher in the compartment, they all died on the spot.

In just ten seconds, more than 30 strictly trained agents were all killed, without exception.

No one can hold a face-to-face in its hands.

The only survivors were Sam Ryan and the three guards standing in front of him.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people sick. Sam Lane's face was pale, and endless despair shone in his eyes.

The gap is too big!

Whether it is professionally trained special soldiers or senior agents who are good at sneaking and assassinating, they have no power to fight back against monsters. They are like ants, allowing the opponent to trample on them.

"Everyone will die here, including me!"

Sam Ryan took a deep breath, pushed away the guards in front of him, walked up to the monster,

"Before I die, I want to know, what are you? Why did you come to Earth? What is your purpose?"

Joshua, whose hands were covered with flesh and blood, stared at him indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead object. Suddenly, a trace of doubt flashed across his face, his eyes were red, and there was a trace of human hesitation.

"63 Connington Street!"

"You are the one."

Sam Lane was taken aback suddenly, 63 Connington Street was his home, how could the monster know? Thinking of his wife and daughter at home, his complexion became extremely ugly,

"Who the hell are you and why do you know about 63 Connington Street, who told you?"

The old man was furious and his voice was terrifyingly high. Joshua was intimidated by his aura and backed away involuntarily. Thinking of the cotton coat, cotton boots, and delicious food given to him by the other party, Joshua felt indescribably uncomfortable.

Since the death of his parents, the old man was the only one who cared for him without expecting anything in return.

"I can't kill him, never!"

Joshua murmured to himself, the blood in his eyes faded, and amber pupils appeared. Without saying anything, he rushed to the truck and rushed away with the meteorite inside.

This is how the mortal situation is resolved.

Sam Ryan stood blankly in the heavy snow, and the monster's complex eyes before leaving represented too many things, including gratitude, remorse, and a trace of inexplicable and unexplainable apology.

"Who is he? A human? Or a monster?"

Sam Lane lowered his head and pondered, always feeling that those eyes were very familiar. Gradually, a figure in a worn-out courier suit with thin cheeks and blue lips appeared from the bottom of his heart.

"Could it be him..."

"Is it really him? He was parasitized by alien bugs?"

A guard came up and said with lingering fear,

"General, that monster, why did you stop? It and you..."

The rest of the words were not uttered, the three of them were not fools, it was not difficult to see from the monster's expression, it seemed to know the general, and the relationship was not shallow.

Sam Lane hissed, "I met it once."

After all, he turned his gaze forward, and when he saw the fragments of corpses scattered on the road, he felt as if someone had punched him in the heart.

Dozens of lives, the elites that Tianyan will poach from various departments, just died like this, dead worthless.

Damn it!

Sam Ryan clenched his fists, his heart boiling with murderous intent. He has lived half his life, and he has never felt powerless like now. The Eye of Heaven will be too weak, too weak to withstand a little storm.

"General, are you okay!"

Sam Ryan shook his head slightly, "Call the logistics team and ask them to come over as quickly as possible."

"Over there at the White House, I'll get in touch."

"Ok."

The guard wanted to say something, but turned around and left in the end. This disaster made the three people who had just joined the Sky Eye Society feel a little bit at a loss. The Sky Eye Society was not as good as imagined, and it was too dangerous for ordinary people to accept.

After briefly explaining what happened with the Secretary of Defense and the President of the White House, Sam Lane with an ugly face called Lex Luthor,

"Kill that monster, I agree to all your conditions."

After only one sentence, he hung up the phone.

On the other side, Lex Luthor, who returned to Metropolis with a small amount of meteorites, chuckled, and said to Professor Ivo,

"He has already agreed, and it will be up to us next."

Aiweio Iwo had a bitter face, "Time is too tight, the inhibitor lasts for two minutes at most, if you can't kill it within two minutes, we will be finished."

"It will eat you, and then eat me, no, I have to run quickly, I can't accompany you to die."

Lex snorted coldly, and Aiweio froze immediately, he could only suppress the thought of running away, and sat on the sofa reluctantly.

At this time, the siren sounded from above, accompanied by screams, the whole floor shook.

"It came so fast!"

Lex got up and walked into the secret room.

His time is about to begin.

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