Saiyan Age

Chapter 112 Defensive Measures
Entering the interior of the magnificent castle-like building, there is a plain color, simple and clean, but it reveals delicacy and style everywhere.The receptionist at the front desk had a sweet appearance, but she had a spike on her chin, which looked abrupt and weird.

There are many interstellar bodyguards standing at the door, each of them is strong and strong, with chest muscles raised and heads held high, with two heavy weapons strapped to their bodies, they look very mighty.They come from different races and have strange shapes, but they have certain strength. After a rough look, they are similar to Master Zhen.

Even so, they may not be as good as Master Zhen in the use of qi, and Beria doesn't like it at all.

Walking in, many heavy protective doors in the passage flashed red light and made a soft "sizzling" sound.

A guide said: "This is one of our defense equipment. Whenever an intruder enters the building, he must pass through the passage. At this time, the protective door will emit a red energy beam to destroy it."

"Oh."

Beria responded out of respect, but secretly laughed in his heart, this kind of thing might not even burn the skin.

"And this," the guide directed them to look at the tiny gun in the corner.The black shooting openings are very concealed, like thumbtacks pressed into the cracks in the wall, and there are a large number of them. "We have installed the latest weapons in every key part of the entire building. Anyone who breaks in will be sieved."

"Heavy firearms are also buried in the walls."

"There is also a room on this side that is always on standby."

"..."

This guide kept introducing defensive arrangements, but they were basically useless things. They were okay to deal with ordinary intruders. They really had some skills. Who would take these things seriously?
The people in the defense team listened helplessly, and Beria was also patient out of politeness.Only Caulifla yawned, feeling really bored.

"Your defense here is useless at all."

"What did you say?" The guide turned pale and glanced over.Originally, these interstellar bodyguards were very unconvinced when they were replaced, but now a little girl also questioned them, which made him even more angry.

What's so great about the Lase Defense Team, isn't it just a little bit stronger?
Although they are weaker in strength, they believe that with the equipment here, they can make up for the gap.Naturally, I couldn't bear to hear Caulifla speak nonsense.

Caulifla said lightly: "I said your weapons are too weak!"

"Hmph, what does the little girl know! The equipment here has repelled two rounds of killers."

"That's because they are also weak..." Caulifla wanted to say more, but was stopped by Beria.

Arguing here is meaningless. The interstellar bodyguards don't have enough vision, and Caulifla has a big temper. Arguing can only end in the result that both parties are angry.

He put his hand between the two and smoothed things over with a smile: "Everyone has the same goal, so there's no need to argue. Caulifla just speaks straight and without malice."

"Tch, I'm just telling the truth, you guys are too weak to tell the truth." Caulifla muttered again.

The guide gritted his teeth and snorted softly: "I don't have the same knowledge as a child!"

The two turned their heads respectively, and finally settled down. They took the elevator to the upper floor and came to Monritan's office.

This floor is full of patrol members from the Lassa Defense Force, and there are even a few elite fighters in the office. It seems that Monritan knows the goods and knows to keep the strong by his side.

As for the next batch, I'm afraid it's just a second-hand preparation just in case.

This floor adopts an elegant decoration style, no longer white and simple, but a red carpet, made of wooden furniture and metal materials, with Cecia's favorite golden statue standing more than three meters high By the bookshelf.

From the huge transparent curtain wall, you can see everything outside, the sun, tall buildings, and the sea.

Monritan was sitting at the desk with his back to the window. He was not tall, and he looked as fat and simple as in the photo, but he was covered with expensive ornaments, which made him look a bit vulgar.

When he saw Beria and the others, he frowned: "The sub-leader is such a young kid? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" If there was nothing, there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

"That's right, he is Mr. Beria." A team member replied.

"I spent a lot of money to use you, don't lie to me." Monritan frowned, his eyes narrowed, "You must ensure my safety, Mr. Beria, right? Do you understand? "

Beria frowned slightly, feeling very upset when he heard the word "use", especially the commanding and questioning tone in Monritan's words, which was even more annoying.

This guy is very different from the amiable look in the photo, the whole face of an unscrupulous capitalist.

For the sponsorship of the Lassa Defense Force, Beria decided to endure it first, but if he got offended, he would really quit, love to death.

Looking around, Beria realized that there was no defensive facility at all, and asked curiously, "Are there any defensive measures similar to the bottom layer?"

"No." The guide shook his head.

Beria has been staring at the ice crystal curtain wall and the huge windows behind him since he came in. If the enemy comes, the best choice is to enter directly from here.

Who will come up layer by layer from the bottom?Everyone can fly.

But they put the weak defense mechanism downstairs. This floor seems to be an empty shell, which is completely guarded by the defense team members.I really don't know how the previous assassinations failed.

The guide was quite proud, as if laughing at Beria's ignorance: "You just need to be responsible for repelling the killer, and Mr. Monritan's safety is guaranteed." Then, he pressed the button, and a hemispherical shape rose from the ground. The protective cover covers the entire desk and Monritan together.

There is still energy flow rolling over the surface of the protective cover, making a crackling sound, which seems to be very powerful.

"Relying on this invincible protective shield a few times ago, it blocked many ferocious attacks. It can be said that it is the most powerful of all devices." The guide explained, obviously this is their highest masterpiece.

Caulifla was unconvinced: "I can smash this kind of thing with one punch!"

"Is the Razer Defense only bragging?"

The two quarreled again, and Beria waved his hands helplessly: "That's it, stop fighting."

But they didn't seem to hear, the swords were on the verge of breaking out, and they would have fought if no one was present.

Caulifla is not afraid of challenges, and has a Saiyan competitive character since she was a child. If the other party gives in, she will not say anything. On the contrary, this kind of tit-for-tat situation arouses her competitive spirit.

"If you have the ability, fight with me."

"The Lhasa Defense Team is amazing, and our interstellar bodyguards are not vegetarian!"

Pong!
Suddenly, a burst of arrogance erupted from Belia's body, and his powerful combat power suddenly rose to the peak. The ground directly cracked, and the walls and ceiling shook inexplicably.The pressure fell from the sky like a mountain, and those who were weak in combat directly fell to the ground. Several members of the defense team trembled against the wall. Even Caulifla stepped back a few steps, her calf trembling slightly.

hum...

The protective cover was shaken, making a muffled tremor, and then cracks emerged, cracking from the dome to the bottom like lightning, spreading to the entire cover.

Half a second later, the shield suddenly shattered, and Monritan sat on the chair in shock, his face pale.

A single wave of momentum shocked everyone.

"I said - stop here!" Beria paused every word, "Didn't you understand?"

No one answered, the guide was so scared that he almost peed on the spot, and although Caulifla was pretty, when Beria became serious, she didn't dare to be presumptuous.

"Listen to our arrangements now."

"it is good."

Monritan nodded again and again.

(End of this chapter)