Chapter 337 Tentacle Monster

"Uncle Sheriff, I'm lost. Do you know where my mother has gone?"

On the street where explosions continued, a little loli with big eyes and short white shoulder-length hair grabbed a security guard holding an implanted machine gun. With tears in his eyes, he spoke in an uneasy tone.

Little Loli was holding a toy bird in her hand. This bird had a scissors-like tail.

The fierce vigilante looked down at the other person, his cold eyes softening.

"It's not safe here, go somewhere else."

"But, uncle, I don't know where to go."

"Then you go hide in the car first, be smart and don't mess with the bad guys in the car."

"Thank you, uncle, can you take me there?" The little Loli reluctantly held the Sheriff's big hand.

The Sheriff scanned the surrounding area to make sure there was no danger, and then sighed, "Well, I'm unlucky if I run into you today."

"No, mom said that anyone who meets Yanyan is very lucky."

So, the Sheriff shook his head and led the other person towards a modified police car.

…

"five minutes!"

Twin Towers, the dummy in the mountains glanced at his watch, and quickly pressed the earphone and said something while others were not paying attention.

"Damn, who made those monsters so difficult to deal with? I was bitten by two level 20 hackers, and they actually let the virus dog bite me!" the hacker said angrily.

"I can get there in time," the debt collector, Black Ice No. 2, replied.

"Hey hey hey, don't expect mortars. The body fragrance of those biochemical prostitutes can actually seduce cyber psychopaths. The mortars are over. By the way, I just skinned two people. I sent the photos to you. Remember to take a look. ah."

"Where's the swallow?"

"The communication was interrupted. This middle-aged woman playing the role of a lolita probably doesn't know where to engage in pornography." The fire starter laughed: "The fresh flesh attracts her, but what attracts me is only the smell of barbecue! Ah! , what a wonderful Maillard reaction!”

The dummy in the mountain calmly hung up his headphones. In this way, the only ones the seven of them were sure of coming were the debt collectors, and the ones who were unsure were Swallows and Firestarters. Compared to tasks, the pervert Scissorhands preferred to skin people. Skin.

From the current point of view, it would be good if the final completion rate of the task of blowing up the Twin Towers reaches 30%.

After all, it is normal to fail to complete such a nightmare-level mission, but it is a bit strange to complete it.

Do your best.

According to the patrol route, he was going to the negative level, which was the power transmission center of the Twin Towers. According to the plan, he was going to cut off the power switch of the entire Twin Towers.

"In the mountains."

The majestic voice of Hiroshi Yamamoto, the first generation member of the Yamazui-gumi, suddenly sounded in his mind.

At the same time, a holographic projection of a majestic middle-aged man appeared.

"President!" The Yamanaka dummy bowed respectfully. Under the influence of the chip implanted by the gang, whenever Yamamoto Hiro wants to, his every move can be seen, including when he goes to bed with a woman.

"Come to the 99th floor, I have something to tell you."

"Now?" The dummy in the mountain showed a stunned expression: "But it's my patrol mission."

"that's not important."

The dummy in the mountain fell silent.

"What, you want to disobey my order?" There was a hint of anger in Yamamoto Hiro's tone.

From an angle invisible to outsiders, the corners of the dummy's mouth slowly raised, and he slowly touched his chin. Soon, the implanted human skin was torn open, revealing a face of more than 30 years old, both elegant and melancholy. The face of a certain Heavenly King surnamed Liu appeared.

He straightened up rather unruly and pressed the button for the first floor of the elevator.

"I'm afraid this can't be done, President."

"As expected, you are the fifth in the Akudama family!"

"Others usually call me Liu Dehua."

"You traitor!"

Liu Dehua said calmly: "Every organization will have betrayers, so why can't this person be me?"

Liu Dehua slowly took out a knife, inserted it into his chest slowly, and deftly removed the monitoring chip. Yamamoto Hiroshi's holographic projection immediately became blurred.

No one knows that the fifth position of the Akudama family has a deputy position, that is, a prosthetic doctor.

"President, I don't know when you knew my identity, but it shouldn't be too early, otherwise my sister-in-law wouldn't have fallen into my hands."

"What did you say!?"

"If you want to ensure the safety of my sister-in-law, then I personally advise you to remove your people first. Otherwise, I don't guarantee what you will do to your sister-in-law. After all, my sister-in-law is so beautiful and has such a good figure."

‘Click——’

The bloody surveillance chip was thrown down, and Yamamoto Hiro's holographic image disappeared immediately.

The next moment, the elevator clicked and stopped suddenly.

"As expected, the president is not recognized by his relatives. Fortunately, I was prepared in advance. I slept with my sister-in-law in advance, so it is not a disadvantage."

Liu Dehua sighed, and the holographic image around him disappeared. At the corner of the fourth floor, his figure reappeared.

[Open version virtual projection], a drawing that someone has used.

At this stage, a very small number of players have mastered the means of betting on blueprints and building equipment.

And there are bound to be more and more such players.

‘I can probably buy you 1 minute. ’

Liu Dehua turned over the railing and ran towards the underground floor. In less than 30 seconds, footsteps came from downstairs. A group of similarly dressed men in suits rushed up with serious expressions. Everyone was level 15. The gang elite drew a gun with his forehand and a knife with his backhand. The implanted knife popped out more than three feet with a flick of his wrist.

"Are you part of the Liu Dao Zhanren group?"

Andy Lau's eyes flashed with excitement. He took off his suit with his backhand, revealing his upper body that had been modified in at least six places, as well as the ferocious ghost tattoo. If he was an old member, he would see the tattoo of the green-faced ghost holding a saw blade. , very similar to the tattoo on their president.

That's not a tattoo, but a mechanical pattern modification!

…

On the roof of a building, just in time to admire his scissor hands peeling off human skin, he was finally surrounded by a group of people.

"Oh my, what a cute young man, what's wrong with you? Do you want to play with your sister?"

Four geishas with unusually plump bodies blocked each other. Seeing each other's clean, girlish face, their eyes were filled with brilliance.

Scissorhand slowly turned his head, revealing an extremely delicate face under the illumination of the artificial moon, and licked his lips with a bright red tongue.

"Ugly woman, get out of here."

The geisha's smile gradually became terrifying, and her body also began to deform, two meters, three meters, and finally turned into four three-meter-tall muscular monsters with hideous and terrifying bodies, slowly walking towards this 'short-haired girl'.

"Four level 18 biological witches are a bit troublesome," Scissorhands slowly stretched out his palm. His palm was very special. Only half of the five fingers were there, and the remaining half was a sharp knife.

"But it's not too troublesome."

…

"Damn, I feel a little overwhelmed!"

Gunshots, explosions, and the weird sound when electromagnetic weapons are activated.

According to the agreement, the fire starter is responsible for setting fire outside to attract attention.

He did manage to attract attention, but the problem was that he felt like he couldn't escape.

In the flames, a hideous and terrifying figure that looked like a living zombie crawled out. He carefully looked around, his empty nose was buried on the corpse, and he sucked in the corpse oil vigorously. Soon, the blood volume began to slow down. Ascending, until halfway up, we got into a small alley. Unfortunately, not long after, the roar of the engine sounded.

"Damn, it's these disgusting centaurs again!"

Said to be centaurs, they are actually motorcycle gangs, but the mechanical transformation of these people has been integrated with the motorcycles, turning them into a kind of horsepower monster.

Relying on the sense of temperature, the fire starter did not retreat but advanced. He pounced forward and was stabbed twice as expected. His blood volume once again dropped by a hundred points. At the same time, his hands also touched. Two A-shaped motorcycle gang members.

After crossing each other, green flames burst out from the two of them.

Relying on flames to create fear and spread fear is the unique skill of the fire starter. However, behind him, the two A-shaped knights stood quietly in the darkness like the Ghost Riders, letting the flames burn crazily.

"These are monsters with solidified thinking stamps."

The fire starter cursed and turned around and went into the alley. To be honest, he had never killed even NPCs with a higher level than the A-shaped knight. Those NPCs were not players and would be scared and flinch when burned by flames, but these A-level NPCs were not players. The Word Knight is completely unafraid of death.

As the roar of the engine got closer and closer, the fire starter laughed strangely and suddenly rushed to a location where the gasoline bomb was hidden, and without saying a word, detonated the bomb.

The next moment, violent flames soared into the sky again, blowing up half the street. The dozen or so A-shaped knights he was following were taken away in a wave, and the increased blood volume from the upgrade allowed him to once again climb over the line of life and death. come out.

However, this time, he had reached his limit. The fire starter could smell the smell of his own corpse oil, and in the dark sky, mechanical eyeliners were rushing toward him at high speed.

"Hey, cuties, see you in three days."

"Goodbye, who are you seeing again?" the collider probe asked.

In the eyes of the fire starter, a super robot full of red question marks appeared in front of him.

fear! Breathtaking horror!

The other party can definitely kill me in seconds!

…

On the highest floor of the Twin Towers, two figures descended from the sky.

"Currently, the thing most likely to be the little black box is the legacy of the 'No Speaker'."

As soon as the two came out of the invisible state, dozens of ancient versions of mechanical eyeliners flew out of the darkness. These mechanical eyeliners were only level 15, and most of the suffixes had the status of "damaged", "to be repaired", and "missing".

A golden light flashed in Gao Gong's eyes, and the next moment, these mechanical eyeliners seemed to be controlled by someone again and dispersed.

"Let me build a model first," Hitomi said, and once again activated the neural modeling method.

The senior engineer nodded and deployed the Imperial Power again. The next moment, in the darkness in the east, Hitomi vaguely heard the sound of the turrets merging.

"It seems that the mechanical mastermind of Sunless City is really gone," Hitomi frowned, looking at someone who was constantly using his imperial power to forcibly shut down the weapon systems of these mechanical masterminds.

"Under normal circumstances, these weapon systems are closed. It seems that we came at the wrong time."

"That's not necessarily the case," Gao Gong said suddenly: "Those players, uh, those little guys from the Akudama family would not do such a thing for no reason. After all, lunatics are one thing, and fools are another. , Fools can’t grow to their level.”

"You mean, there is someone behind them?" Tong was stunned for a moment and said.

"Well, I just don't know who assigned them the mission," Gao Gong said without saying a word. This kind of "nightmare" level mission cannot be issued by ordinary NPCs.

"nailed it!"

The next moment, a twin tower shrunk 100,000 times appeared in front of him.

"From the current point of view, there are three most heavily defended places. One is the power station on the first floor, the other is the parliamentary conference room on the 99th floor, and the third is the conference hall on the 200th floor."

"This is the distribution map of their defense strength," Hitomi snapped her fingers. In an instant, various figures appeared on each floor of the Twin Towers. Counting them carefully, there were no less than ten thousand.

If the Akudama family had such a neural modeler to help them, the probability of completing the mission would be increased by at least half.

"There are so many gang members, and they are basically elites," Gao Gong touched his chin. He did not think that he could not complete this task. After all, this task was only difficult+, and it was only difficult+ for a first-level civilization.

Given Senior Engineer's current state, only a 'nightmare' level mission would allow him to focus a little more.

He was thinking about whether he could take advantage of this since this city was more Gotham than Gotham.

After all, if you want to deal with the 'Human Completion Project', you can't just kill people.

Cyber ​​testing ground, only testing can defeat testing.

What would you like to create?

For example, the speakerless legacy?

"What are you thinking about?" Hitomi saw the other party's evil smile and immediately realized that someone might be in trouble, so she alerted.

"Nothing, just work, work."

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course, we will follow the simplest approach. Control these hundreds of criminal councilors first and then read their memories. Most of the city's secrets are basically no longer secrets."

"Oh, by the way, you probably haven't seen my several transformations yet, but don't be tempted."

The engineer stepped on the guardrail, tilted his head back, and disappeared into the darkness.

On the twin towers of neural modeling, illusory tentacles hundreds or even thousands of meters long began to appear and began to surround the entire twin towers.

At the same time, Hitomi's neural modeling began to become blurred, and a large number of mosaics appeared on the surface. This was a model collapse caused by information overload.

"It's really scary, this tentacle monster!"

On the 99th floor, a holy place known as the City of Crime, legend has it that 90% of the city's insider trading and interest exchanges occur here.

A congressman with a cigar hanging had just completed an arms deal and was opening the window to take a breath of fresh air. Then, his pupils suddenly opened wide.

I saw a huge tentacle covering the entire glass.

He took a step back and blinked sharply.

The tentacle disappeared.