Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

At the top of the Empire State Building, Blood Dragon sat on the edge of the roof, shaking his legs.

The moon and stars under the dark night are what he likes to see most now, because these have disappeared in his timeline.

Just endless gray.

The "Mountain of Light" has been obtained, and "Genesis" has been destroyed.

Although it was not completely destroyed, most of the components were stuffed into the system space, but even if he let his second-in-command repair it, it would probably take a long time.

And Miami... will be his next target.

According to Kasinov, the technology to imitate the "Mountain of Light" is in Miami. As for the specific location, maybe he will know it when he gets to Miami.

He doesn't care if the information Kasinov said is a trap, because he can't die, and once he obtains the research data to imitate the "Mountain of Light", his timeline will be saved.

Chen Xing did not give up on his previous plan, but he just changed the method. After repairing the "Genesis" prototype, it would be safer to activate the energy bombing directly in the abandoned timeline.

As long as we solve the energy problem and achieve mass production, we can become bigger and stronger and create greater glory.

"Huh?" Feeling the vibration of the phone in his pocket, Xuelong took out his phone and answered the call, "Mr. Hunter?"

However, after hearing Ethan's words on the phone, the blood dragon showed a shocked expression.

"Damn it, it's crazy. GI Joe's Special Forces and the Suicide Squad teamed up to blow up the White House? Dwayne Johnson teamed up with Stallone? How could I have such a dream?"

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awkward.

Deathly silence.

Two muscular men, one brown and one white, were standing facing each other at daggers drawn. The distance between them was either to fight or to bang.

"I've never heard of cooperating with a bunch of lunatics who lick blood from their blades." Roadhog narrowed his eyes at the Christmas in front of him. "Especially a freak with an English accent."

"I never thought about fighting with a bitch wearing a tight vest. I thought he would be a more classy guy." Christmas also narrowed his eyes and looked at the hill-like Roadhog in front of him, and said with a sneer, "I believe it. I, I only need a second to knock you down."

"You can try..." Roadhog's eyes slowly opened wide, his eyes as wide as bells, and his muscles all bulged.

"Just try it..." Christmas sneered and put his hand on the flying knife on his waist.

"I said, why don't you stop them from ordering?" Ethan helplessly covered his face and asked Barney aside, "At least stop Mr. Christmas."

"I can't control it. I just fell out of love and was dumped during Christmas. When I came over, I saw Roadhog kissing his wife goodbye." Barney curled his lips helplessly, "I can only say that he is unlucky."

There was a flash of blue light.

"Fuck! What the hell!" x2

Roadhog and Christmas were both startled by the sudden movement. Roadhog instantly pulled out the Desert Eagle from his waist, while Christmas already had a throwing knife in his hand.

"Well, maybe I didn't come at the right time." The visitor said with some embarrassment. "Why did I see Goldsteinson playing WWE with Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson when I first came here... I thought I didn't get involved in "The Fast and the Furious"."

"Who is Goldsteinson?" Christmas asked doubtfully.

"Who is Dwayne Johnson?" Roadhog asked, stroking his bald head in confusion.

"Nothing, just low-end versions of you. You are much more handsome than them, gentlemen." Blood Dragon waved his hands indifferently, "I'm just here to join in the fun. I'm not going to participate in this operation."

"Um, Blood Dragon, do you have anything else to do?" This time it was Ethan's turn to be confused, "I still want you to help, after all, your superpowers are of great help to us... "

"Sorry, Ethan, maybe next time." Blood Dragon smiled helplessly, "Speaking of which, how did you find these tough guys?"

"It's not me, our minister is looking for it." Ethan and Blood Dragon looked at each other and understood immediately. He pretended to be regretful and said, "Brandt said that the people invited this time are the best from the United States." The combat master, GI Joe Special Forces is the earliest and most elite special forces force in the United States. And everyone in the Expendables Death Squadron is no less impressive. Each one of them is a first-class elite..."

"Especially GIJoe's team leader Roadhog and Suicide Squad's deputy team leader Christmas, who were constantly praised by Brandt... But I didn't expect that the IMF finally invited them, but they themselves started fighting among themselves."

"It's a pity that Mr. Christmas is a loser who can't even keep a fiancée. He is certainly not an elite at dealing with emotional problems." Roadhog took a step back in embarrassment, but still said stiffly. "I think it's really difficult for him to find a wife because of his emotional intelligence."

"I'm not like Mr. Roadhog, who openly shows affection and performs wet kisses whenever we disagree." Christmas sneered and took a step back. "If it weren't for the fact that your wife is pretty, I would definitely kill you all."

(As expected of you.)

The blood dragon smiled slightly.

(Well done.)

The corners of Ethan's mouth rose.

"So? What do you say now?" Barney on the side took out a cigar from his arms and held it in his mouth. "When will we set off?"

"We need a detailed plan, Barney." The door was gently pushed open, and a somewhat stooped old man walked into the room, followed by Brandt, "Long time no see."

"You're old, Colton." Barney said leisurely, "It seems you don't have the strength to hold a gun now."

"Yeah..." General Colton slowly walked to Barney and sat down, looking at the Blood Dragon beside him, "This is the superhero of the Yan Kingdom, Your Excellency, the Blood Dragon. Thank you for your contribution to the United States." contribution.”

"First of all, I am super, but I am not a hero, Mr. Colton." Blood Dragon shrugged. "Secondly, I helped Ethan to prevent the world from being destroyed. The life and death of America has nothing to do with me."

"Your words and deeds are not like the Yanguo people I know, but more like the Americans...Mr. Blood Dragon." Colton narrowed his eyes slightly, "On the surface, the Yanguo people are very elegant and easy-going, but they are all dangerous, and they are all dangerous. It’s the Smiling Tiger…”

"And you, my friend, are much more sharp-edged."

"I think I'm leaving, Ethan, I don't want to hear your military secrets." Blood Dragon curled his lips and said to Ethan aside.

"This..." Ethan looked at Colton and Blood Dragon with some embarrassment, "Sorry Blood Dragon, I..."

"Please don't get me wrong, Mr. Blood Dragon, I have no intention of asking you to leave." Colton suddenly smiled, "In fact, I have some friendship with Mr. Yue from Yan Kingdom."

"He told me not to try to win over you, because you will be angry. But, for a special person like you, any country will find a way to keep you, right?"

"No offense, General Colton, but I really have something to do." Blood Dragon shook his head expressionlessly, "I wish you success."

There was a flash of blue light.

"Well, I still want to make some conditions for Mr. President. I never thought that there are such inexperienced young people among the Yanguo people now." The blood dragon disappeared out of thin air. Colton was stunned, and he said with some regret. , "Then... let's get started, everyone."

"We need a plan."