courier in movie world

Chapter 85 Paris Scenery
"Pfft!"

Mawson stabbed to the bottom, severed the tendons in the shoulders, and completely disabled Rex's two arms. Rex went crazy, his waist and abdomen exerted force, and he bounced off the ground suddenly.

Mawson's hands were inserted deep into his shoulders, and he stirred slightly, and Rex fell to his knees in pain.

"Don't move, the more you move, the more painful it will be!"

"Ho...ho"

Rex panted heavily, his body shaking violently, the feeling of being stabbed into the wound and stirred repeatedly surpassed all the pain he had experienced in the past.

He regrets very much now, why he didn't use nanoworms to block his cerebral cortex and suppress pain induction, so that he wouldn't have to bear this heart-piercing pain.

However, how to deal with Rex in the next step made Mo Sen difficult to kill. He must not be killed, and he was expected to complete the task.

But if he ignores it, who knows what kind of black technology this guy has, whether he will suddenly inject a messy thing, and then turn around and give himself a shot.

"Put your mask on."

"I was severely injured in the previous explosion, and I had to rely on a mask to survive." Rex panted, speaking intermittently.

Mo Sen didn't speak, but turned his palm slightly.

"Ah...it hurts! Stop it, stop it!" Rex screamed, but he didn't see any action. With a metallic sound, the metal mask on his head slowly opened, revealing the lead gray body underneath. head.

This mask is extremely ingeniously designed, it is divided into several parts, the breathing equipment in it exists independently, and the nano reagents he injected are stored in other places inside the mask.

Mawson took off the mask, leaving only the breathing equipment for him. Without this thing, at least Rex would have no hope of making a comeback.

"It's a pity that the real body didn't come. Otherwise, we would have studied Rex's nanotechnology anyway to see if we could safely improve our current strength." Mawson still felt a little pity.

"I just don't know if there will be a chance to come to this world again in the future." Although the overall technological level of this world is not very developed, Rex's nanotechnology is simply like a bug. If it can be studied in depth, it will be very helpful to improve itself. Strength definitely goes a long way.

Mo Sen remembered that he had seen in the employee handbook that couriers who had reached a certain level could pay some price to come back to the world he had experienced.

But looking at his poor apprentice level, all this is still too far away from him, the most urgent thing is to perform the task honestly.

He made a phone call, and after a long time, a plane stopped on the top of the mountain, and a white shadow floated down from the plane.

It was the white ghost.

"Did you find him?" Mo Sen asked with a smile.

The haze between Bai Youling's eyebrows dissipated, and he nodded, "From now on, he will never have the chance to blow his damn whistle again!"

With Bai Specter's skills, it would be extremely difficult if he wanted to get close to the President of the United States, but if the President of the United States wanted to get close to Bai Specter, it couldn't be easier.

Whether he does mental calculations or not, it is difficult for Zatan to not be fooled. His strength lies in his camouflage. If this layer of camouflage is torn off, he has no chance of winning in the face of Bai Ghost.

But what makes Mo Sen feel strange is that after Zatan's death, logically speaking, the plot of the second special forces movie has been completely disrupted by him.

The white ghost rebelled, and when he sent Commander Cobra to prison and lost key figures, the plot of the second part can no longer go on. Such a major change has taken place, but why hasn't he been rewarded for the plot change?
He tried to initiate an inquiry on his personal terminal, but his inquiry seemed to sink into the sea, and he didn't get a reply for a long time.

In fact, Mo Sen is not willing to change the direction of the plot easily unless he has to. He has already experienced the terrifying power of the Butterfly Effect.

Just a small influence can lead the plot to an unknown direction, not to mention such a big change may even affect the direction of the entire world.

When that time comes, he comes here again to perform a mission. Without foresight, the difficulty will be doubled.

Of course, he would not look forward and backward for this reason, after all, completing the task is the primary goal, and only after surviving this time can he be qualified to consider future matters.

He just faces the changes in the plot very rationally, and is neither timid nor unscrupulous.

"Let's go, get out of here first." Mo Sen told Bai Yougui, "There is a secret base on the island, find time to vacate this place."

Bai Yougui nodded, he took Anna with him, and left with Mo Sen.

Paris.

The entire city of Paris is still immersed in the aftermath of the terrorist attack, and the businesses on the streets are sluggish. The crowd of demonstrations, volunteers from various governments, and workers for the reconstruction of Paris are mixed together.

"It is reported that with the support of the governments of various countries, we have captured the mastermind behind the Paris attacks, McAllen of MARS Industries, and his interrogation is in progress..."

Lewis Bar.

Scarlett sat in front of the bar boredly, drinking the wine in the glass one after another, her eyes were out of focus, and she stared blankly at the table in front of her.

McAllen was captured, and the entire Arctic base was captured. The special forces won a complete victory. It was the intensive finishing stage, but Scarlett felt very depressed, so she asked for leave and ran out.

"Where did Mo Sen go?" She let out a mouthful of alcohol with her eyes blurred. The more she explored, the more she could feel the mystery of Mo Sen. In a short period of time, she felt a little bit unable to extricate herself.

"Beauty, I don't know if I have the honor, I can buy you a drink." A frivolous voice came from next to her ear, and Scarlett was so upset that she didn't even raise her head, and hummed.

"roll!"

"Okay, since you don't want to drink, let me take you to enjoy the scenery of Paris?" the voice said reluctantly.

"Hey, man, Paris has been ruined like this, where is the beauty left? Who taught you such an old-fashioned way to pick up a conversation?" Business in the bar was very poor, and the bartender interrupted while wiping his glass.

The red-haired beauty in front of me is indeed very seductive, with fair skin and delicate facial features, and some small freckles on her cheeks not only did not destroy her beauty, but added some girlish naughtiness.

Since she entered the room, the harassment and strike-ups have hardly stopped. Everyone can tell that this beautiful woman is in a bad mood. The men present are naturally very courteous, hoping to give her some comfort in some aspects.

Hmm...physically.

But there was a scene that surprised the bartender. The red-haired beauty who was unattainable in his eyes turned her head, her eyes fluttered, and a smile that could melt even steel appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Let's go, don't let this beautiful night go..."

(End of this chapter)