One Thousand Eight Hundred and Sixty-Four Chapters? Brother? No, It's the Angel of Judgment

Of course, this is definitely not Luke's pot.

He only learned yesterday that the white ghost is the Asian man next to the baroness, and he was wearing a white battle uniform and two knives in his back when he attacked the secret base.

Luke is not an immortal. When he built the white wolf armor a few years ago, he naturally didn't think that the white wolf would one day collide with the villain.

However, this did not prevent him from writing another note to White Ghost in the small notebook.

Is Uncle Lu's superhero vest that the villain can easily bump into? If you hit it, you have to pay the price, and besides, this guy just pierced Luke's neck with Kuwu.

The two accounts must be calculated together.

...

With a virtual light screen prompt, the Renault van chased the black Hummer 100 meters away in just a few minutes.

Because of Luke's request (coercion), Duti, the big black man who was driving, didn't get close.

Instead, the middle-aged man in glasses who kept writing and drawing with a tablet suddenly said, "The thing they carry, they have to find a lot of iron items to convert a sufficient amount, so their goal is Yes……"

Everyone's eyes turned to the big guy with a single limb a few hundred meters away.

Whoosh!

A white smoke burst out from the roof of a building a hundred meters away and quickly approached the Eiffel Tower a few hundred meters away.

"Falco!"

"shxt!"

"Damn."

Everyone in the car scolded in unison, when the red-haired woman suddenly realized that her side was bright.

After a glance, she realized that the side door of the car had been opened at an unknown time.

Looking at the other side, Luke, who was sitting there, has disappeared.

"Wait, that's..."

"Gosh!"

"It's a white wolf!"

She hurriedly turned her head and looked forward.

I saw a white shadow pulling out a long flame in the air, chasing the white smoke before.

Only the middle-aged man with Xueba glasses was estimating the relative speed of the two in his mind and the time when the warhead hit the Eiffel Tower, and sighed faintly: "It's too late."

As soon as the words came out, Luke drew a knife in the air and suddenly picked it up from the air.

A group of people in the car are inexplicable: is this what?

The white smoke more than ten meters in front drew a sharp arc in the air, turning from an angle parallel to the ground to a seventy-degree elevation.

WTF? ! Everyone in the car widened their eyes, held their breath, and watched the white smoke clinging to the arc-shaped middle and lower part of the iron tower, rushing upward.

Finally... with a bang, it hit the small protrusion on the top of the tower.

Everyone sighed and cursed in disappointment and annoyance: It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit short.

Maybe a little bit earlier, the nanoworm warhead will be deflected by another ten centimeters, and it will shoot completely into the air.

Without the steel of the Eiffel Tower to provide the raw materials for transformation, there would not be enough nanoworms, and the threat of this warhead would naturally not be too great.

With a sigh, a gray-green gray-green mist spread out from the warhead, covering the spire.

Then the spire of the steel main body disappeared quickly like a crop gnawed by locusts, and wisps of gray-green mist began to spread down the tower.

On the rooftop of a building 300 meters away, looking at the white figure gliding by the tower with its wings spread out, the baroness frowned, "Who is this guy?"

When she asked this, her eyes couldn't help falling to the white ghost next to her.

White Ghost also frowned: "I only have one junior brother."

But the baroness still looked at him, and he added a little unhappily: "I don't have a brother either."

The baroness then looked away: "This person's armor level is not low, and the weapon display task has been completed. Let's withdraw first."

The white ghost also looked at the white figure at the Eiffel Tower, reluctantly suppressed the urge to fight, and nodded: "Go."

He is not stupid.

The opponent is wearing a flying armor, and in this open air environment, he can fly a kite to death.

The two came to the rooftop.

On the side of a large group of transparent and twisted shadows, a cabin door was opened, and it slanted down into a simple boarding ladder, and the two stepped in.

The cabin door closed again, and the transparent fighter accelerated to take off and galloped away.

...

Beside the Eiffel Tower, the white wolf, who was slowly gliding, glanced at the departing fighter.

In the cabin on the other side, he opened his mouth and said to Natasha, "When he finishes dealing with this tower, we will pick him up and set off."

Following his voice, the silver-white wing suit behind the white wolf unfolded, suddenly hovering in the air, his hands stretched forward, and the protective armor of the Ark reactor in the center of his chest was opened, revealing a circular hole with a diameter of ten centimeters.

Inside the cave, the white light is getting brighter and brighter.

From a frontal angle, it looks like there is a small sun in the sky.

boom! Zizizi!

A huge white beam of light shot out, which became thicker after the combined force of the palm cannons of both hands, and fell on the waist of the iron tower in an instant.

The huge shock wave carried high-temperature ions, slightly inclined upward, and bombarded the edge of the spreading gray-green fog.

Then, the gray-green mist was dipped into a bright white by the white beam, and it seemed to be ignited.

The white light kept spreading, burning all the gray-green mist into a large cloud of white light.

At this moment, the spectacle of two suns appeared over Paris.

The spectacle only lasted for more than ten seconds, and the "sun" near the ground suddenly disappeared, making the eyes of those who paid attention to it darkened.

Taking advantage of this time, Luke dodged and slid into the Kun-style fighter jet next to him that also remained invisible: "Let's go, keep up with the two in front."

Natasha in the driver's seat responded, closed the rear hatch, and gradually accelerated into the air, chasing the previous transparent fighter.

After half a minute, countless people eating melons around the Eiffel Tower gradually recovered their eyesight, and their mouths became noisy.

"What was that just now?"

"I don't know, it feels so cool."

"Cool ass, look at our iron tower."

"WTF?"

"holyshxt!"

"OMG! You must be kidding me."

"Where's the tower? How big are we the Eiffel Tower?"

"You're blind! Isn't that half left?"

"Empty cloth attack! It must be an empty cloth attack! That birdman just now must be an empty cloth element."

"Are you so stupid? That's an angel of judgment! It's our European superhero. He must have been preventing the Kongbu attack just now, or the half of the tower can't be saved now!"

"Damn the angel of judgment? You must be lying by looking at your bearded face. That's an empty cloth."

"You sand sculpture, your ancestors have lived in primitive society for eighteen generations, don't you have access to the Internet? Judgement angel, the judgement angel who killed the butcher Duhovich!"

"What, is that really an angel of judgment?"

"You are all blind! White armor, blue-violet goggles, silver wings, and two knives on their backs, why is this not an angel of judgment and who is it?"

"Bullshit! He flies so high, how can you see other than the white armor and silver wings, with your Aso?"

"You son of the beach, look what this is! Repeat N, I, K, O, N after me. You wouldn't think it was a Nike camera, would you?"

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