Vol 2 Chapter 539: Swift in the night sky

Listening to the sound of the wind whizzing past the container, the man whose face was covered with weird metal looked around and said to himself:
"This is emergency transportation? This journey is really unpleasant."
Pull out the special circular sky message from his arms, then press the button above, and a rustle sounded after a while.
"Well, here it is?" came a hoarse and cold voice.
"Your shark is really dark enough. If it weren't for me to forcibly enter the sleep mode, I would really not be able to hold on to this unpleasant journey. I asked you to arrange a flight instead of sending it here like garbage."
Looking at the pile of fixed boxes around him, he has little space for activities.
"If it weren't for how to avoid the scanning of the planetary line of defense, I hope you won't be as reckless as the fat man this time. If you fail again, you won't have to come back." Tianxun's sullen voice came.
"You don't need to teach it, if you don't worry, then do it yourself and send me the docking information."
With a snort, the red light in his eyes swept across the palms of his hands, and he directly pressed the Tianxun.
This shark, one day he will trample him into meat sauce.
The fists were squeezed, and the leather gloves creaked under pressure.
Yeya Tuan, a sixth-level unnatural mutant.
Mechanical transformation man-Tstrom!
So far, there have been 379 mission attendances without failure.
When does he need to be taught when he does things?
With the sound of Didi, Testom took out a monocular and buckled it on his right eye, and a small light curtain was projected out, with audio, video, images, and text data constantly flashing through it.
After five minutes, he muttered to himself: "Dare to come out after taking the Bloodfang Token? Huh..."
The abnormal red light in that eyeball looked very permeating.
He doesn't have the weird survival skills of Morris, but he has the explosive power that Morris can't keep up with.
And the narrow-minded fat guy Morris didn't have the courage to carry out a mass attack.
From this point of view, the best time to attack yourself should be at night.
After thinking for a while, Teststrom got up and stood up, already having a plan in his mind.
Freight trains whizzed past on the high-speed tracks, and no one knew that there was a mechanically indifferent and cruel character hidden in it.
In an island city about 2,700 kilometers away from Chukyo City, a burly man with a height of about 190 is lying on a sun lounger by the sea with a straw in his mouth, while drinking the perfume coconut with relish, looking in front of him Those plump blondes.
The brown skin reflects the deep texture of mud, covered by only a pair of swimming trunks, unreservedly revealing the strong inverted triangle muscles.
Seeing the enchanting bikini girl from time to time cast a teasing light on him, the man smiled.
Fingers rubbed the metal round medal on his chest. If you look closely, it is the unique communicator of Ye Yatuan.
"Although I am generally interested in the seat vacated by Sayalu, if you die, I really don't mind to compete. I didn't expect it, I am also in Blue Star... Hahaha, hahahaha."
Eyes inadvertently caught a plump body of a bikini girl, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, the brown-skinned man laughed and got up and walked over.
Yeya Tuan, a sixth-level natural mutant.
White shark-Byronus!
...
Mu Fan is visiting the seventh comprehensive equipment store with relish.
In the tactical backpack behind him, some equipment that can be used is already installed.
For example, the 60-manganese steel knife, ropes, magnesium bars, and some special tactical tools, but Mu Fan is most interested in compressed biscuits with various flavors.
Finally, in the incredible eyes of the shopping guide lady, Mu Fan bought a full 20 kilograms of compressed biscuits!
Beef, curry, onion...
Although the pattern on the packaging is very attractive, only those who have eaten it know what the it smells like.
Is this person sick?
But in the end, Mu Fan's refreshment at the checkout made the shopping guide girl very happy, because these things added up to be expensive.
Mu Fan walked out of the store carrying the huge package with a smile, and then went on to the next shop.
Unknowingly, the sky darkened, and Mu Fan, carrying a huge package, also walked to the electronic square in the E9 area, squeezed out of the bustling crowd, looked at the colorful lights around, and touched his stomach.
It's time to go back.
There will be another day when I will re-assess myself.
The magical Flying Dragon, the mysterious and powerful S squad, made the final assessment for himself.
Mu Fan's figure was inconspicuous in the crowd, walking along the east exit of E9 Square, and some people were not far away.
Mu Fan glanced there at random, and then stopped paying attention.
From morning till night, a large number of people staring at him have been reduced, but there are still some dedicated people who have not left.
But Mu Fan didn't care, and now he didn't need to act in secret.
Mu Fan's figure disappeared at the east exit of the square, and a group of intelligence agents hurriedly followed behind him. There were many dedicated media professionals among them.
But no one knows that at the same time, at the west entrance of the E9 District Electronic Plaza, a man in a jacket walked up. He had an ordinary baseball cap and a windshield inside the collar. He was pulled up to cover his mouth and nose. , The lowered head can't see the eyes.
Only when the people passing by accidentally touched him did they feel that this person's so hard body was hurting unexpectedly.
When I wanted to scold, I found that the man's strong back was afraid to speak again.
The man was unmoved, he just walked forward with his head down, with a monocular under the brim of the baseball cap.
Video flashes constantly on the miniature light curtain projected by the eyepiece.
The route he took was very strange, always walking against walls or corners. He was basically left in the corners of this electronic square.
Those steel trash cans are especially taken care of. Whenever he passes by a trash can, his left hand in his pocket will always shake inadvertently.
As if throwing some garbage.
This movement is extremely subtle, and in such a chaotic crowd, it is inconspicuous, and no one notices at all.
He hung far behind Mu Fan 200 meters, no different from ordinary people.
Even after Mu Fan left, he didn't act too hurriedly, there were birds passing by in the night sky...
Leaving the lively square, Mu Fan's pace became more and more brisk.
It’s about forty minutes’ drive from here, but with his foot strength, it’s only less than two hours~EbookFREE.me~ Today, when I received the news from Nuonuo, Mu Fan was in a rare mood.
But when he passed the corner of a street, Mu Fan suddenly stopped, squinting and looking up to the sky.
"Mu Fan, you found a hidden signal source above your head!" The black voice suddenly sounded.
There was a tiny black spot at a height of 100 meters, which seemed to be a flying bird, but with Mu Fan's terrifying night vision, it was clear that it was not a normal flying bird at all!
The palm is about the size of a Swift, but the wings do not wave at all, and a faint dark green luster comes out from below the shadow.
Where is this Asuka!
It is exactly a bionic drone that has been reduced several times in size.
Mu Fan instinctively noticed something wrong.
"Just appeared?"
"Just appeared!"