Chapter 311: Grandmaster's Wrath

Damn it! It turned out to be a robot. What's going on?
Monaco gritted his teeth, and he couldn't believe that this guy disguised as a president turned out to be a mechanical body. []
The other person's body was shiny with metallic liquid, and the location damaged by the explosion was recovering little by little.
"It turned out to be a liquid metal robot—?"
This is not the level of technology possessed by the "Committee". At least at this stage, the committee that sits on countless black technologies, does not seem to have developed such a perfect liquid metal material.
This mechanical body is definitely not a black technology from the committee?
So, which side does it belong to?
"According to the agreement, implement the 034555 plan-"
The liquid metal robot made a frosty sound, and the red electronic eye flashed a murderous cold light.
"Exclude all witnesses."
The next second, he held a pistol and fired several flames.
The bullet came out of the air, and Monaco scrambled to find a bunker. Unfortunately, he was not safe because the robot was striding towards him.
There is nothing to resist this mechanical body. He just waved his hand and set off the pool table in front of him with one hand.
With a bang, the real ancient Greek statue behind Monaco was smashed. He rolled on the ground and was caught by his hind legs.
He quickly turned his head, saw the red electronic eye approaching, screamed and waved the sting pistol, issued a blasting plastic short dart, but unfortunately he was completely off at this angle with his bad technique, and the short stud hit the ceiling The explosion triggered a fire, which caused the fire sprinkler to start working, and it seemed as if it was raining indoors. ..
Monaco was grabbed with great force, and his whole body was thrown against the wall.
He slammed into the wall, as if trampled by a horse, and crouched in pain.
"Beep"!
Another president, in a bath towel, rushed up from the rear. He knocked the robot away with great force, and grabbed a pistol while the other side fell to the ground.
Unfortunately, there are no bullets inside.
Just hesitating for a moment, his head was sharpened by a right hand sharpened into a metal blade.
The liquid metal mechanical body stood up, his right hand was like a sword blade, stained with a large amount of blood and water, and he was expressionless, while constantly repairing the physical injury, analyzing the current situation.
"According to Article 23 of the Skynet Agreement, the 034555 plan will be completed first."
The logic module quickly concluded that he looked at Monaco on the other side and squatted down to pick up the pistol.
The moment he squatted down and took the gun, flames were ejected from a shotgun less than a few feet behind him, and dozens of special crystal-like bullets struck into his metal body. At the same time, a certain source of interference was also released, which quickly eroded the entire body of the mechanical body, causing the activity of the liquid metal to be locked. In a short time, the metal mechanical body lost its function, and the surface of the body appeared metallic. All functions are locked, standing still like a heavy iron-cast statue.
Is Monaco still wondering what is going on here?
When he looked up, he finally saw the true face of the gunman.
Damn it, another presidential face.
In this way, there are actually a total of four people pretending to be presidents in the Malaga Resort Manor, and they are probably from four forces.
"ended."
The last person smiled coldly and fired the last bullet with a gun. In a split second, the cold tip burst Monaco's head.
And at the moment when Monaco's consciousness was over, he faintly heard a lot of footsteps sounding from a short distance, full body loaded with live ammunition, and agents wearing tactical and biochemical costumes of the committee rushed out. They completed the external suppression task, Finally rushed into the museum.
"It seems to be one step late."
Wharton Tang Lianxi sighed, but it was not a surprise. To tell the real situation, it should be in the calculation of that one.
"Drop your weapon and surrender immediately."
He waved his hand, and a large group of armed agents pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the last "President" who shot and killed Monaco.

Looking back on himself, the new US President can confirm that he has never experienced such a humiliating day.
When he was stripped clean, tied into a tortoise shell, and locked in a freight elevator for a few hours, somebody finally rescued the great American president.
It was just that he was not welcomed by the presidential guards, but an old man with a cane, and an ultra-luxury, long Lincoln.
"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency, what happened today is an accident."
There was a beautiful woman in a red trench coat beside the old man, who was holding the old man's arm.
"However, this is also a rare opportunity, let's talk a little bit!"
After the speech, the old man made an invitation to him, but the invitation was a bit tough. After all, a large number of armed men stood not far away, which made the awkward President His Excellency restless.
As usual, he should be angry and swear on the spot, but he found that this group of people has no logo, and he has not heard of such a special guard, and it is worth mentioning that this group of people The equipment has a futuristic sci-fi style, which is slightly different from his impression. Combined with the relationship of almost being abducted, he wisely chose an irrational decision and instead took the car.
"I don't know you, sir."
His Excellency the President stared at the old man in doubt.
"The name is just an insignificant title. Mr. President, you can call me 'Seventh', which is my identity."
"Identity?"
"Yes, but this is not the point. Mr. President, you should have other questions for me."
The attitude of the other party shows that he is unwilling to disclose too much personal information ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The president frowned. As a businessman-politician and also understands the skills of negotiation, he turned the topic: "So, the seventh Sir, why is there a strange group of terrorists in my country who dare come to attack me? Who are they, are they jihadists, or are the killers sent by the Rockets. "
"No, Your Excellency Donald, these people are not terrorists. Their identity is even more incredible. In a short time, I believe you will not accept it."
The space in the luxury car was not too big. In addition to the three, there were Wharton and a few accompanying persons. They took the last pretender into the car and put a paper bag on his face.
"Oh!"
The paper bag was taken off, and the president looked at the face of the mysterious man with disbelief. The opposite man had the same face as him.
It's like a mirror that perfectly shows his appearance. This is a disguiser, an evil disguise against his own lord, this is to steal his identity.
Suddenly, undisguised anger erupted from the president.