Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 651
I stopped teasing her, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, it's as easy as taking a trip to get me out. The enemy is not my opponent at all."

This time, I'm going to clean up the mess.

Walking out of the forest, I saw the figures of Atlas mercenaries wandering around,

Only this time, I didn't shy away from anything at all, and walked safely within the encirclement.

When those people saw me approaching calmly, their first reaction was to be dumbfounded.

After all, I was so embarrassingly chased by them before, but now I dare to appear in front of them openly.

It's like the old birthday star eats arsenic-he thinks his life is too long.

For my purpose, Smith's order was life or death.

The subtext of saying this is that corpses are fine.

So every time I was caught by these mercenary search parties, the group shot without saying a word.

Only the dead will not escape.

This time, more than 40 people from six search teams all found my trace, and rushed over all of a sudden, and even raised their guns to point at me at the same time.

"Whoever kills him first will get the credit!" someone shouted.

Next, dense flames spit out from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullets poured towards me like a torrential rain.

Fanaticism appeared on the faces of these people.

Dr. Smith said that as long as the target can be brought back, he will reward this person with a private island, plus a huge bonus of [-] million US dollars.

At present, Smith is not only the director of the biological research and development team of Atlas Group, but also takes a full 10% of Atlas's stock by virtue of technology, and can be regarded as a major shareholder.

His words here are even better than Ryder, the titular third young master of Atlas.

The bullets poured in, spewed fury, and swept through the air quickly, but stopped halfway.

As soon as I raised my hand, an invisible force field shield floated five steps away from me.

The bullet just stopped in the air.

"Damn! What's going on here?" The search team's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they saw.

The bullet was blocked just like that, as if time had stopped in that space.

In the next second, the warheads turned in mid-air, and this time everyone realized that something was wrong.

The target in front of him seemed to regain strength.

No, he didn't just regain his strength, but went one step further, gaining power beyond mortals.

A fourth-order creature, known as a demigod.

Although the juvenile god emperor worm has not yet reached the fourth level, it has a base. As long as it is given enough time and energy, it can grow into a real demigod.

But now, I can control these flying bullets, such a terrifying power, in the eyes of these people, it is almost no different from a god.

"Run!" Someone yelled.

Only then did the mercenaries react from the shock, holding their heads and wanting to lie down or turn around and run away.

But I obviously don't intend to give these guys any chance.

After the stagnant bullet turned around, it accelerated suddenly, and the dense rain of bullets flew towards these desperadoes in the opposite direction.

Bang bang bang!

The bullets penetrated the trees, the flowers and plants, and the bodies of these desperadoes.

Even the body armor and the strengthened skin couldn't stop the huge force. Many people were beaten into a sieve, unable to even wail, and died on the spot.

Those who barely survived could only hold their wounds in pain and scream.

I walked towards them.

"God, save me, this man, this man is a devil."

Interesting, these people who kill and set fire without batting an eye, now call me a devil.

The devil is the devil, anyway, I don't believe in your old Ye's way.

When the rest of the people saw me coming, they howled dryly as if they had seen a ghost while crawling outside.

As soon as I thought about it, an invisible shield wall stood in front of all of them, drawing the ground as a prison, so that they had nowhere to escape.

"Forgive me! Forgive me!" Those people saw that there was air in front of them, but felt that there was substance, and they couldn't get out at all. They turned around and knelt down to beg me for mercy.

They looked at me with nothing but fear and despair.

(End of this chapter)