Chapter 259: The wolf is here

Rodi shocked the whole world by building a metal floating city in the Atlantic Ocean. The news of the Internet is not only circulated among the leaders of all countries, but also constantly spread by people on the Internet.
At first, everyone just saw it as a fake spoof video. Only with the confirmation of the massive relocation of Shenluo Company and the promotion of Luo Fei on the Internet, everyone confirmed the truth of the matter.
How can mutants have the ability to change the world? How is this different from God?
Ordinary people do not think of anything deeper for the time being, but they are even more convinced of the identity of Angel Rodi. This is a joy to the missionary monks, and the number of believers has increased explosively.
The slightly more attentive people will remember the nationalization of the national variant that Rodi had said at the press conference after his return.
Rodi wants to make all the ordinary people in the world into mutants, which was originally just something that is as vague as the direction of government development. But after seeing Rody building the city of the future, interested people will long for such a powerful force.
It is just that this desire has not been realized for the time being. Because Shenluo has clearly issued an announcement, because of security issues, there is no plan for a large number of ordinary people to become mutants. With the red warning of mortality, most people with stable lives will not take this risk.
In addition to the above two kinds of people, the most influenced by Rody's construction of the city of the future is the mutants of natural evolution.
After the Zitari invasion, the number of mutants in New York increased significantly. News of mutant crimes can be seen almost every day, and ordinary policemen have almost no way to deal with mutant criminals. There are too few disciplinary forces at Shenluo Company, and it is only a slack for the law and order of the entire New York City.
A second-level mutant can easily kill three or five policemen without knowing the abilities of others. This disparity of power makes the police the most dangerous profession.
It is also under this kind of survival pressure that the already overwhelming police has increased the shooting power, and a large number of innocent ordinary people are directly killed as mutants. Various demonstrations have also continued, and the relationship between the police and the people has become worse.
If the situation continues to deteriorate, New York City is about to face a collapse. Under this pressure, a special bill was passed at a rare rate. Those politicians accustomed to rarely work together to achieve amazing efficiency.
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As night fell, a teenager wearing a black trench coat walked on a remote street. Since the security problems of the mutants emerged, the night in New York has become dangerous and deserted. There were three very obvious scars on the young man's face, destroying the original handsome silhouette, leaving only a gritty face.
When this man passed by a 24-hour convenience store, there was just a burst of gunfire. A black charcoal-like person rushed out of the convenience store with a stack of change in his hand. If you take a closer look, this person is not black, but the black hair is very lush, and he directly wraps his whole body, so he is so dark that he can't see clearly.
The long-haired geek just ran a few steps, and the shopkeeper chased behind, holding a pistol in his hand and constantly pulling the trigger. It's just that the bullet hit the long-haired weirdo, but only made a dull sound, and did not cause any harm.
The long-haired geek ran all the way and disappeared into the night. The owner was panting because of his obese body. The shopkeeper, who was in a hurry, looked back at the scarred boy and couldn't help but growl and said to him: "Why didn't you just help me stop the bastard?! Are you with him?"
The shopkeeper's mouth was a question, but the gun in his hand was already aimed at the scarred boy. Looking at him, he clearly vented his anger on the innocent passing by.
The scar-faced boy didn't answer, just rolled up the sleeve on his right, revealing his arm covered with black scales.
"It turns out that you are also those bastards! You really are a gang." The shop owner pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The black scales on the right hand of the scarred boy lifted up, and even a lot of steam was sprayed out. This steam is like a small jet engine, turning the speed of the right hand extremely fast, even blocking the bullets.
The metal bullet scratched a little spark on the black scale of the arm, but failed to cause any damage. The behavior of the shopkeeper obviously angered the teenager, so the next second, the scarred boy rushed to the shopkeeper. Clenching his fist in his right arm, he hit the owner's head.
The high-temperature steam erupted, producing a whine like a steam train, pushing the fist to a terrifying speed. It's just that such a powerful punch doesn't hit the target. A canvas-like thing covers the owner at a faster speed than the fist.
Just like performing a magic trick, the canvas slowly fell and tiled on the ground, and the owner disappeared.
The scarred boy's fist missed his target, but failed to stop. Under the impetus of steam, he hit the door frame of the convenience store. The metal door frame immediately deformed and flew out, and even the reinforced concrete wall was smashed with obvious cracks.
Such power, if it really hits the owner's face, it is estimated that it will directly blow his head.
After avoiding the punch of the scarred boy, the magic prop-like canvas flew back up and fell into the hands of a man with long hair. This man has a little beard and looks very artistic. He also has a huge easel on his back, as if he is ready to sketch at any time.
Moustache shook the canvas slightly, and the ignorant shopkeeper was thrown out. He glanced around for a while, and then he saw a hole in his convenience store. Then the shopkeeper ran away without hesitation. The moustache and the scarred boy did not stop.
"The third-level mutant ~EbookFREE.me~ is a rare powerful ability. The punch you just made is likely to be fatal." Moustache said to the scarred boy.
"When he shot me just now, he just wanted my life. Why didn't you stop?" The scared boy's voice was hoarse, with a disdainful tone.
"I'm coming a little late, but you don't care. If you are hit, there is no danger, because I have this." Moustache took out a red potion and shook at the scarred boy .
The face of the scarred boy has changed, and he naturally knows what this is. The therapeutic drugs produced by Shenluo Company have already been fired to $300,000 in the black market.
"Since you have this thing, what are you afraid of letting me smash the fat pig?"
"Therapeutic remedies are not cheap and can be saved. I am a member of the Punisher Organization, Lubber Clarks. If you are interested in joining the Disciplinary, you can contact me. I still have work, so I will go first." Lubber Clarks He handed a business card to the scarred boy and left in a hurry.
The scar-faced boy looked at the business card in his hand and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.