Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

"Death is really good at telling lies," the man holding the violin put the violin on his shoulders and sneered, "I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue."

After taking a closer look at the four people in front of them, they found that they did not seem to be overly strong, so the six of them regained their confidence and began to adjust their bodies slightly, ready to launch their own thunderous strikes at any time.

"What a bunch of people who can't see the situation clearly." The little man could naturally see that the six people in front of him were about to attack him and others, so he couldn't help but sigh, got up directly, and walked towards them alone. , while saying coldly: "In that case, there is no need to talk nonsense. Anyway, you can ask the questions you should ask after taking the person."

"Go to hell with your arrogance." The violin man couldn't help but get angry when he heard this. He took the lead and pulled the violin in his hand. Waves of sound surged towards the four enemies in front of him.

The violin man's attack seemed to be a signal, and his other five companions also launched attacks. They cooperated with each other and pounced on the little man walking towards them.

"Tch, it's really troublesome. It would be great if you just surrender your hands and capture him." Faced with the drowsy sound rolling in, and the enemy that was about to rush towards him in the blink of an eye. The little man who covered half of his face was not confused at all. He rolled his dead fish eyes and said calmly: "This will save everyone's time."

With a slight shake of his body, he passed a dart with a cat embossed on it, and then with a slight stagger, he avoided a pair of arms painted with poisonous red nails. Next, no matter how those few people cooperated with the attack, the little man shuttled through their attacks with ease.

Although the attacks of several people are as fast as lightning, the little man is always ahead of them. Even if their attacks are intensive, the little man can find a gap in their attacks and then appear on the other side.

"Damn it, who are you?" The scantily clad woman asked after her fatal blow missed again with a few leaps back, looking at the little man in front of her with fear.

As an assassin, and a top assassin at that, the scantily clad woman has always been confident in her speed. But she didn't expect that her speed would be so vulnerable in front of this unknown little man. She couldn't help but feel that she was just amusing herself because she used to think she was very strong.

"You can call me Feitan," that's right, this person is officially the full-time member of the Hunter World Phantom Troupe's Feitan.

Originally, when the security department discovered that these strange people appeared around their group on the opposite side of the group, they planned to directly dispatch the modified people or power armor troops.

However, considering that once this is done, the noise may be a bit loud, and it goes against the order of my boss not long ago that the group should develop in a low-key manner during this period. Therefore, after being informed, Dr. Changshang considered it over and over again and decided to let Feitan and the others go out and secretly bring these people who seemed to have some evil intentions back to the group for interrogation.

Feitan and the others looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. Obviously, no one else had heard of this ridiculously strong little man in front of them, so they all unanimously focused their attention on the man in front of them with his hands in his pockets, staring at them with a pair of dead fish eyes and an expression of indifference. .

Just when a few people were staring at Feitan, their thoughts were spinning, trying to find a way to deal with the little man in front of them, Feitan suddenly frowned, because Dr. Stylish's voice came from the headset next to his ear: "Feitan Tan, please hurry up, I have detected that a satellite working for SHIELD has noticed this place, I can only help you block it for 5 minutes."

"Satellites are really troublesome." How could Feitan, who has been in this world for a long time, not know what a satellite is? Therefore, when he learned that there was such a thing in the sky and was preparing to monitor him, he couldn't help but frown. Wrinkled, a feeling of irritability emerged in my heart.

At this moment, there were three others standing in the shadows. One of the burly men who had not moved said with a smile: "Feitan, can you do it? If you can't do it, one or two of us will be divided. I promise that we will be there in 3 seconds." The battle will be resolved within a day."

"That's embarrassing," Feitan said expressionlessly: "According to the rules of the tour group, if I win, all the prey will be mine. You just need to help transport the people later."

Seeing Feitan and others' unscrupulous words in front of them, several people couldn't help but feel angry. Although we admit that you are strong, it also means that you can easily defeat us. For 3 seconds, you thought you were supermen.

So the female assassin, who was dressed a little loosely and was angry because of the failure of the attack she was proud of, said in a dark voice: "A clown who only knows how to dodge is really blatant and wants to treat us as prey. It depends on whether you have any." This ability"

"I understand, don't worry, I will solve the battle in less than 5 minutes." Ignoring the provocative words of the female assassin, Feitan took his hand out of his pocket, hung up his headset, and slowly Si moved the fingers of the outstretched hand in an orderly manner.

"Don't die, or it will be very troublesome for me." After saying that, Feitan disappeared directly from the sight of several people. Immediately afterwards, everyone, even the man holding the violin who was farthest from Feitan, felt that There was a sharp pain in the neck, and before they could say anything, they all fainted and fell to the ground.

"Let's go," everyone fell down. Feitan picked up the two fainted people at his feet and said calmly to the others.

"Tch, they are really a group of extremely weak people." The big man complained, while also walking over two times ahead of schedule.

Within Stan Industrial Group, several people who had been knocked unconscious by Feitan slowly woke up one after another. Only then did they realize that they and others were all lying on a bed that was tightly handcuffed to them. Not far away from them, a man wearing a slim white coat, who looked more like a model than a scientific researcher, was busy on the experimental table not far away. It seemed that he was mixing some medicines.

"Oh, you guys are awake," the person in the white coat is Dr. Fashion, the chief scientist of Stan Industrial Group. When someone wakes up, Dr. Fashion is aware of it, but the experiment in his hands cannot be carried out for the time being. That's why he started speaking after everyone woke up.

"Who are you?" the scantily clad woman asked again.

"It's not a good habit to keep asking for something in return," Dr. Fashion said calmly: "It seems that just because we have answered your questions, shouldn't you also explain your identity and the reason why you ran to the rooftop opposite our group building? It’s a question of what to do.”

Several people were indifferent for a while after hearing this, obviously they didn't have the habit of betraying others.

After waiting for a while, Dr. Fashion saw that all the people were silent and refused to cooperate. He couldn't help but show a look of regret, and without talking nonsense, he directly took a syringe and pulled out some of the reagents he had just prepared. Then he walked to the person closest to him, whose gender was unknown, and aimed at the other person's wrist.

"What are you going to do?" The person whose gender could not be identified asked coldly in his neutral voice.

Dr. Fashion chuckled and said: "Since you are not prepared to take the initiative to explain, then I can only ask myself."

"Do you think you'll finish us off once you catch us?" the neutral man who was tied to the bed-like experimental table asked coldly.

"What?" Dr. Fashion's mouth curled up slightly, and he said with interest, "Can you give me any more surprises?"

"Of course," the person whose gender couldn't tell said coldly: "Don't you want to know who I am? Then I'll tell you. My name is Kani, you can also call me Porcelain Baby."

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