I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 206 Attack
Just as Mikkelsen was looking for an opportunity, the mild-Dennis Quite who had been hiding from the camera was also studying Tanguy.

He was not at all curious about why Tang Ji could cause the death of the player. Dennis had seen too many bizarre things in his life. As an experienced pioneer, he already knew how to be in awe.

Dennis Quite will not regard himself as a superior person like Kathy Walter and other pioneers, and look at everything that happens in this world from a bird's-eye view.

This is also a common problem of most pioneers. They have seen too many miracles in their own worlds. They have been suppressed for too long. After entering these new worlds, they naturally feel that they are superior.

Dennis Quite chose the identity of gentleness, and entered this body. The original ability of the body is called [Security Domain].

This ability can be centered on itself, making all malicious attacks on him nullified within a ten meter range.

This is the ability that Kesey Walter and Aslan have carefully considered and selected for mildness, while Dennis Quite himself doesn't care about it.

This world is very strange to him, and he is also very unfamiliar with superhuman abilities, so Dennis Quite has no plans to take the risk by himself in a short time.

He actually didn't understand why Kathy and Aslan, two latecomers with outstanding performance, were so impulsive in this regard.

Use the trainee pioneer to test Tang Ji?The cost is too high, they can use cheaper naturalized forces.

In Dennis' view, the sect of the descendants is a very useful tool, and the naturalized ones can provide better cannon fodder.

The monitoring network targeting Tang Ji was arranged by Dennis. It took him some time to understand the world, and many things he saw in the data were completely different from the actual ones.

For example, the order of this world is far more fragile than he imagined, as if it will collapse completely with a little force. The pioneers have been shaking its foundation in the past few decades, and finally created such a situation.

But the remaining foundation is very resilient. After experiencing the waves, the bottom line between superhumans and ordinary people is still maintained. , A benign fusion has begun.

In this regard, they have fallen far behind the progress of the planning department.

As for the reason, Dennis discovered two abnormal points, one is Tang Ji, and the other is the fugitive body, greed.

The stability of the American continent is determined by the Federation. As long as the Federation is not in chaos, the entire American continent will remain in a state of inertia.

The reason why there have not been large-scale riots by human pure bloodists and superhuman terrorists in the Federation is because Tang Ji has largely become the weathervane of the former.

On the contrary, Tang Ji's enemy Losass organization has become the belief of the latter. The two sides are still restrained because the conflict between Tang Ji and Losass is intense enough to let the emotions of both sides pour out.

They turned fighting into a fight of words, and launched a fierce conflict on the Internet, but this kind of conflict is also a kind of communication after all, and there is understanding when there is communication.

On the basis of the gradual spread of hatred, there are also people who are constantly aware of the other party's unspeakable secrets.

No ordinary person wants to wake up and find that the neighbor next door is a superhuman who can breathe fire and make ice, and then accidentally destroy half a block.

No superhuman is willing to wake up and become a freak in the eyes of acquaintances, but the collateral damage caused by loss of control in the early stage of awakening is almost inevitable.

Dennis Quite realized that their action against Tang Ji had to be accelerated, otherwise the plot trend of the whole world would deviate more and more from the planning department's plan.

So, he assembled a team and set out to break some boundaries that the Blazers hadn't broken.

When Mikkelsen was thinking about how to play games with the players in the old script, three special missiles were launched from three launch vehicles disguised as civilian vehicles.

These three military missiles produced in the Free Caucasus shot straight into the sky, and then adjusted their direction under the guidance of the gyroscope, unfolded the taxiing wings, and entered the taxiing stage.

At this time, the missiles have no energy response, no electromagnetic signals, and their gliding trajectories have been calculated in advance as early as the launch.

Such missiles will not be detected by the city's security system. Although they can only cause damage to fixed targets, they are extremely suitable for the current situation.

"We may have an opportunity, but it may also be a trap." Mikkelsen called and said to Tang Ji: "You are the one who bears all the risks, so you make this decision, do you want to take risks?"

"As long as you can be sure that Mrs. Generosity's value is high enough." Tang Ji replied as he squeezed the armed belt around his waist and hung various pieces of equipment on it.

"At least for now, it seems that she is the most important of the three virtues of publicity. If you look carefully, you will find that all the activities she participates in are controlled within two hours." Mikkelsen ordered : "This means that the Walter Company puts Mrs. Generosity's feelings above its own interests."

"It sounds reasonable, but several women I know like to work 24 hours a day, as if resting is harmful to health." Tang Ji thought of Wu Qianying, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"." Mikkelsen was silent for a few seconds: "Believe me, Tang Ji, you have no chance to meet a normal woman."

"When you confirm the time of action, let Wang Zhengdao pick me up." Tang Ji hung up the phone directly.

He glanced at the stumbling team members in the room, and sighed. Except for Anthony, who was still sitting upright and studying the instructions of several new medicines, the others had already begun to let themselves go.

Ethan and Surte got together to play a virtual game with a VR headset. From time to time, Surte suddenly swayed his limbs at a faster speed, obviously using his ability to cheat.

Martin occupied most of the sofa, and the snoring was so loud that Tony covered his ears and turned over, trying to get rid of the sound in his sleep.

The shadow still had a weak sense of existence, sitting in the corner and tirelessly checking every bullet, while the saint sat beside him, identifying the purpose of these bullets.

The new Miwako sat behind the bar, interacting with her own tattoo in a somewhat decadent manner, looking silly.

Tang Ji sat back in his original position, fiddled with the bone necklace hanging on his chest, and continued to watch the news on TV.

No one is more impatient than him, he doesn't want to waste a second here, every minute he is thinking if he can let go of his hands and feet and kill recklessly, how much victory can he gain now?
But those players are not wooden people. Without Wang Zhengdao's assistance, Tang Ji would be like a fist attacking fallen leaves, unable to exert force.

Then his cell phone rang again, and Martin's purr trembled a few times, as if in protest.

Tang Ji glanced at the number. It was Carl Weller. Suddenly, there was a trace of nervousness in his heart. He raised his hand and fired a shot at the ceiling, which woke everyone up, and then he answered the phone.

"Carl, what's the matter?" Tang Ji pressed his hands on everyone to keep them quiet. After hearing the name of Carl, his team members have already entered the state.

"It's nothing, it's just that after staying underwater for a long time, there are always these faces, a bit boring." Carl Weller let out a little tired breath.

At this time, he was wearing a silk pajamas, lying on a recliner, enjoying the artificial sunlight, and dragging a glass of Hawaiian cocktail in his hand.

The Moonlight Gold is indeed a custom-made ark at sea. It is not inferior to the major casinos in Las Vegas in terms of luxury, and it has a higher style.

Of course, Mr. Lucky is not 'advanced' enough to feel the so-called style. He misses his days in Las Vegas very much now.

There are too few people on the Moonlight Gold. Although the family members of several team members also live here, the anxiety in their hearts prevents them from becoming good poker friends.

Moreover, Mr. Lucky, who was used to playing big games, was not in the mood to accompany them to play small games with a bet of no more than [-] federal currency.

To put it simply, he was about to suffocate, and he wanted to go ashore, and the feeling was particularly strong today. He made this call just to test Tang Ji and see if he could be given a few days off.

"Do you remember the cocktails we had in the afterlife? I personally like a few of them. If, I mean, if the situation outside is not so tense, maybe we can get together?" Mr. Luck paved the way for a while Only then did he tell his purpose: "It's not good for your health to stay at home all the time, isn't it?"

"Did you call me on a sudden impulse, or something else." Tang Ji didn't know how to describe this word correctly, so he could only ask more bluntly: "Think about it, Carl, is it completely out of the question for you to make this call?" Based on your own will, even if you risk your life, you want to ask us out for a drink?"

Mr. Lucky was stunned by Tang Ji's question. He froze in place for a few seconds before he replied nervously: "I'm not sure. Tang Ji, I just suddenly thought it was a good idea to go out for a walk. I don't want to drink that much. , I'm actually drinking right now, so, do you think it's an omen or something? What does it mean? Am I in danger?"

"No, I'm in danger." In the flash, the anxiety in Tang Ji's heart was infinitely magnified, and he hung up the phone and shouted to everyone: "Get out of here!"

"Sulte, take the slow-moving ones, let's go now!" Tang Ji didn't even waste time to open the door, and suddenly charged and knocked the door down and ran out.

Shadow and Saint's reaction was fast enough, and they almost followed Tang Ji. Tony just woke up and reacted a little slower, but the pair of prosthetic limbs made up for this time, and rushed out in just a few strides.

Miwako also reacted quickly. Although she didn't know what happened, she knew it was best not to hesitate at this time, just do as she wanted.

Surte held Ethan under his arm, grabbed Anthony with one hand, dragged Martin's leg with the other, and rushed out of the room like a whirlwind.

Because of the difference in personal speed, Miwako became the last person to leave the house even though she reacted quickly enough.

When she had just crossed the road and got rid of several paparazzi who were chasing her to shoot, the first missile had already crashed into the old man's safe house.

The missile penetrated the wall of the building like a sharp sword cutting tofu, and then smashed a two-meter-deep circular pit on the ground.

In the next second, the ground seemed to be arching upwards, and then it erupted like a volcano, blowing the ground and the buildings above it up!
The deafening explosion and the shock wave swept away the safe house and everything within 50 meters around it.

Miwako felt as if she was hit by something, and she flew forward. Fortunately, Surte appeared in time, dragged Miwako in the air, and sent her directly to the shadow of another building 100 meters away.

Two seconds later, the shadow with the best eyes saw another shadow slip into the firelight, followed by another loud bang, and the same earth-shattering.

Three seconds later, another black shadow crossed, hitting the road 20 meters in front of the safe house, and then followed in the footsteps of the safe house, and the land with a radius of tens of meters was turned over.

"Missiles?" Miwako's eyes widened. As a commercial spy, although she had received a lot of super-class training, she never dreamed that she would be attacked by missiles in the city.

"This thing is really powerful!" Surte's eyes widened, reflecting the fire in the distance, his face was full of excitement: "Can I use this weapon?"

"You can't" Tony's face was also pale, but he quickly adjusted and glanced at Surte: "No, you seem to be able to, you can throw that thing as a javelin!"

As he spoke, Tony was still holding a bottle of wine, the first thing he grabbed when he woke up to the sound of the gunshot.

"Damn! What happened!" Martin stood up from the ground at this moment, covering the back of his head with one hand and his buttocks with the other: "I feel as if I was tied to a car and dragged for several kilometers!"

"I saved your life, thank you!" Soult smirked and stabbed Martin's ribs, and he subconsciously covered the pain with his hands because of the pain.

As a result, the "remnant drama" behind was exposed, because of the height, Sirte could only use Martin's lying position on the ground, and dragged him over a distance of nearly [-] meters.

Martin's butt has experienced the torment of asphalt road, grassland, and gravel ground successively. The extremely tough tactical pants have not withstood this high-speed friction, which directly exposed Martin's vitals.

Fortunately, it was only a few flesh wounds. Anthony took the wine bottle from Tony's hand and poured it directly on Martin's wound, and said in his screams: "Okay, the problem is solved, it will kill you."

"Head, we have guests!" Ethan threw away the VR helmet, took out the portable operation panel, and looked at the drone he deployed: "Two gyroplanes with advanced licenses are approaching us!"

"What is this? The war has begun?" Miwako grabbed Tang Ji and asked, "What should I do?"

"The war has already started, it has just been upgraded, you must first ensure that you can survive." Tang Ji loaded the gun: "Sulte, send the shadows to a suitable commanding height, and give me a hard kick in their ass !"

After hearing the words, Shadow took a deep look at Surte, then at Martin, and shook his head decisively: "No, I can do it myself."

Before anyone else could laugh out loud, Martin seized the opportunity: "Don't have fun, someone give me a gun!"

"Big Martin! Use my gun!" A window upstairs suddenly opened, and a young woman who still looked charming leaned out and threw down a pink shotgun with a few boxes of bullets: "They Wake up my sons and teach them a lesson for me!"

(End of this chapter)