The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

"boom!"

When the outline of that footprint was completely highlighted, accompanied by a huge bang, the door with a thickness of [-] millimeters exploded.

"how can that be?"

The person who stood in the laboratory and witnessed this scene with his own eyes stared blankly at the gate. At this moment, the gate with a thickness of [-] millimeters seemed to have turned into a piece of tofu.

A piece of broken tofu that can be kicked with a casual kick.

The heavy gate has disappeared, and countless pieces of broken steel shot out quickly, imprinting on the hard wall, smashing deep and shallow holes, and under the dust all over the sky, a vague black shadow is also there. Under the gray dust, it slowly emerged.

I saw that person walking among the broken steel that shot rapidly, countless fine and shattered pure steel shot quickly in the entire laboratory space, but that black figure seemed to have a natural barrier with it, and every piece of broken steel When it reaches three feet around him, it will be fixed in the air, and then slide down weakly.

This scene, which is more sci-fi than a sci-fi movie, greatly stimulated everyone's nerves.

Especially those researchers who have never been in contact with warriors before, looking at the hazy black shadow at this moment, trembling as if they were in awe of a god.

Such a scene is far beyond their comprehension. Even if they use the science they have studied hard all their lives, they cannot explain the flying debris, let alone the black shadow walking under the dust.

Finally, when the gray dust slowly settled down, the black figure also stood in the open space less than ten meters away from the crowd, revealing that curious face.

It was a face that was very unfamiliar to everyone present. No one had ever seen this young man with a smile on his lips, as if they had never felt the terror of a master.

Only the man wearing the clown mask looked at the figure in front of him in surprise.

He felt as if he had seen this person somewhere.

"clown!"

After hearing this indifferent voice, the clown finally remembered where he had seen this young man.

It was this young man who set fire to his circus, released his servants who had been enslaved for many years, and ordered him not to enter the West again in his life.

This is a monstrous hatred, a hatred like taking a wife.

But he endured.

He didn't dare to offend the dark list of heavenly killers.

He never set foot in Westworld again.

Today, he didn't expect that he would meet this young man again here.

In an instant, under the hideous mask of the clown, the scarred face was covered with cold sweat.

"roll!"

The indifferent words seem to be the greatest grace to the clown.

He didn't dare to stay, and he didn't even think about getting the Warrior Potion. Now, he just wanted to survive.

The clown carefully put down the woman in his hand, and under Ye Feng's gaze, he put the warrior potion on the table again, and moved towards the broken door step by step.

Seeing that escape was in sight, Ye Feng, who had been doing nothing all this time, suddenly said, "That's right!"

His face, already covered in cold sweat, was drenched in an instant, but the clown didn't dare to make any moves, and could only wait for Ye Feng's hair to fall.

"In the future, don't perform in Huaguo."

It's just a simple order. To Ye Feng, this is just a simple order, insignificant and irrelevant.

But the clown knew that in his life, he would never have anything to do with Hua Guo again.

Unless, he wants to be buried in this fertile land.

The clown and his party, who arrived with unmatched momentum, left in such a disheveled manner. He didn't even have a conversation with Ye Feng once, but Ye Feng unilaterally ordered, and the clown unilaterally followed suit.

Simple, but effective.

It was so effective that the young woman in the white coat wondered if the clown was the aggressive intruder just now, or the young man with a smile on his mouth in front of him.

Presumably not, at least, the door with a thickness of [-] millimeters could not serve as a support for the young man.

Is this young man really human who can break down such a heavy door with physical strength?
Song Shuqi, who only knew warriors briefly, didn't know how terrifying high-level warriors were. In her opinion, the difference was at most one enemy ten or one hundred.

But now, Ye Feng used his own flesh and blood to put a vivid one on Song Shuqi, letting her know that a high-level warrior can smash iron gates with his feet.

"Hello! My name is Ye Feng, and I am a security officer sent by Alice Security Huaguo Branch."

Ye Feng took the initiative to reach out to Song Shuqi, introduced himself, and eliminated the remaining hostility of the other party.

It's not that Ye Feng saw the importance of Song Shuqi, it's just Ye Feng's habit of greeting beautiful women first.

Especially this kind of beautiful woman in a white coat with a good temperament.

As for the middle-aged man who was still struggling on the ground, Ye Feng automatically ignored him.

"You... hello, my name is Song Shuqi."

Song Shuqi just reached out her hand from the mechanical department to respond, her thoughts were still immersed in the door, until a strange touch came from her hand, which made her return to her original nature, looked at Ye Feng angrily, and shouted coquettishly: "Deng Tuzi! "

This guy, who looked pretty good, actually scratched her palm during the handshake.

"Uh... slippery hand, slippery hand."

I thought Song Shuqi had been frightened by her brave appearance, but the other party came up with such a 'comment', and Ye Feng could only explain in embarrassment.

"You said you were a security officer of Alice Security Huaguo Branch, where is your ID?"

Song Shuqi remembered that her father had indeed planned to provide her with a security guard.

Hearing this, Ye Feng didn't say much, and took out a certificate with a black ribbon from his pocket and handed it over.

This is a document that Ye Feng has been carrying with him all the time, just to facilitate the change of identity.

After Song Shuqi took it, she first glanced at Ye Feng coldly, and then turned her eyes to the certificate, she was immediately dumbfounded.

"Class 3S!"

Song Shuqi still knows about Alice Security Company. This world's number one security company has a clear classification of its security personnel. From low to high, there are more than a dozen grades, and the highest is the 3S level that matches the master of Taoism. .

"Are you a master?"

Under the exclaimed tone, Song Shuqi still harbored strong doubts.

Although she doesn't have much contact with martial artists, and she has never seen a Taoist master, but from the chats among friends, she also knows that those who stand at the peak of martial arts are old men who are dying, and few of them are middle-aged. , As for a 25-[-]-year-old Daoist master like Ye Feng...

Sorry, she has never heard of it!