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Qingze reached out and used the mark blast to move the bullet mark forward.

Right hand touching the cheek of African American man.

Black lines covered the side of his face.

Mark Blast can mark two targets at the same time.

Qingze came to this conclusion and let time flow again.

His palm was still on Danilo's face. He felt the warmth of his face, his pupils suddenly dilated, he turned his head, and a hint of pleading flashed in his eyes.

But what I got in return was a pair of cold gazes.

He had never thought that a person's eyes could be so cold and exude a weird aura, like honey-flavored poison.

"No!"

When he shouted this, Qingze began to explode.

Danilo only felt a flame erupting from his internal organs, and all the organs and flesh under his skin seemed to turn into gunpowder at this moment.

The whole person exploded.

The gorgeous fireworks wrapped in black smoke exploded in the air, then quickly dispersed and turned transparent.

Qingze continued to move towards the next target.

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Chapter 199 I’m not a devil

On the third floor, in the room near the west.

Robert could hear the gunshots outside getting louder and louder, which meant that the boy was approaching.

The speed is faster than expected.

He thought to himself, without a trace of panic on his face. He sat on the chair and chuckled, "Don't be nervous. Sit down and have a cup of tea."

After saying that, he took the initiative to pick up the teapot and poured a cup of black tea for Yokoo Ruriko.

Two of his men stood behind their Vulcan machine guns.

One person is responsible for firing the gun, and the other is responsible for ensuring the supply of ammunition belts.

Anyone who is unwilling to join the CIA will die no matter how talented they are.

Robert put down the teapot, picked up the black tea and took a sip. The black tea with milk and sugar tasted sweet and mellow between his lips and teeth, so delicious that it made his brain dance.

What a great tea! Robert exclaimed in his heart, put down the teacup, and took out a strawberry daifuku from the plate.

Among Japanese desserts, he particularly likes this soft and fragrant strawberry daifuku. When he takes a bite, he finds matcha filling inside.

He chewed it a few times and swallowed it.

boom!

The gunshots were getting closer.

Here it comes... Robert said to himself, with a smile on his face, staring at the door.

He likes the feeling of being in control.

There was a bang and the door opened.

A CIA agent stumbled in, black markings on his cheek.

Robert recognized it as Chrysanthemum at a glance and felt a little surprised.

He remembered that the other party had no tattoos on his face when he was performing the mission, and it was impossible for him to tattoo such a large area in such a short time.

Moreover, there was clearly something a little unusual about that terrified expression.

Logically speaking, he should be able to feel psychologically at ease in front of the Vulcan machine gun, and would never have such a desperate expression.

Robert said in a deep voice: "Why do you have patterns on your face? What happened?"

"Help, help!"

The CIA agent screamed, his eyes filled with despair, his voice exuding a kind of madness, "Dio! Dio is coming!"

"What did you say?!"

Robert was so scared that he stood up, the calm look on his face disappeared, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The inappropriate scream made Yokoo Ruriko look sideways and she found this man who had been calm and gentle since just now.

At this moment, the expression on his face seemed extremely shocked, even containing a hint of fear.

Even my hands are shaking.

Facing the death of his subordinates, this cold-blooded man who could still sit here and drink tea, was actually so afraid of Dio? !

Is the man named Dio that scary?

A doubt flashed through my mind, and the answer came to me in the next second.

Yokoo Ruriko noticed that the man who was speaking began to swell up and the black pattern quickly cracked.

In her shocked eyes.

Boom! Blazing fireworks and black smoke exploded from the inside out.

Every piece of flesh and blood turned to ashes in such an explosion, and not even a drop of blood fell to the ground.

The fireworks and black smoke dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everything returned to normal at the door.

Yokoo Ruriko was stunned. A person exploded in front of her without even a drop of blood. Is technology so advanced nowadays?

As this thought flashed through her mind, she put one hand on the door frame, and a blond man appeared. He was tall, dressed strangely but with a peculiar beauty.

On top was a black ring-like sexy outfit, from the neck to the abdomen, the strong muscles and the white, almost transparent skin were exposed to the air.

Gold leather pants underneath.

The man had blond hair that shone like gold, his facial features were angular, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. His masculinity and femininity were torn and blended together, giving off a weird aura.

This person is Dio!

Yokoo Ruriko looked at the man in front of her and even her breathing became heavy.

Qingze glanced at the girl and said softly, "You should take a nap first."

Yokoo Ruriko was not sleepy at first, but when she heard his voice, it was like she was back in her childhood, hearing her mother singing a lullaby.

My eyelids became extremely heavy and slowly closed.

She fell into a deep sleep.

……

Boom, boom.

Robert's heart was beating wildly, and the shock on his face gradually faded.

He let out a long breath, and the target he had been looking for appeared before him. There was nothing to be afraid of.

"Hello, nice to meet you, Mr. Dior. My name is."

"I don't have to hear the dead man's name."

Qingze interrupted him, his eyes left the girl and glanced at the three people.

It was like a bucket of ice water was suddenly poured over my head.

The cold look almost frightened the battle-hardened agent into pulling the trigger.

But he was a man who had received strict training after all. He did not take any action before receiving orders from above, but just swallowed nervously.

The Vulcan machine gun that had given him a sense of security in the past became unsafe at this moment.

"Dio, do you think you can change the world just by killing like this?

Want to change the world, lead the world.

You have only one right and quick choice, and that is the United States."

Robert gave up introducing himself and tried to win over Dio, saying, “Only the City on the Hill can lead the countries in this world. You can only become a resident of the City on the Hill, or even the president.

Only then can you realize your ambitions and ideals.

The order of this world will be determined by you. You are the leader of the civilized world."

"The civilized world? What a disgusting name.

The world is not just the West.”

Qingze shook his head. He was used to the bragging of the so-called civilized world.

The wealth and power of the Western world is built on the exploitation of the flesh and blood of third world countries.

Once they can no longer reap the benefits of third world countries, all kinds of problems will follow.

Even the United States, known as the world's beacon, is no exception.

“The civilized world you speak of is essentially a kind of barbaric plunder and has nothing to do with civilization.

A truly civilized world is one that builds mutually beneficial, complementary, and equal relationships.”

“Haha, the wolf eats the sheep, who can blame the wolf?

The world’s resources are limited and we need to allocate them.”

Robert stretched out his hand and said, "If you want to change all this, then join us and redistribute the resources of this world."

"I reject."

Qingze spread his hands with a nonchalant expression on his face.

Robert said with a cold face: "Then you can only die here."

The moment the words fell, the man standing in front of the Vulcan machine gun could no longer hold back the fear in his heart, and pulled the trigger while yelling.

In just a short moment, the gun barrel rotated directly, and the chirping sound was the sound of bullets breaking through the air, and no one could see the bullets.

That speed was already impossible to catch.

A gray filter instantly covered the room.

Hundreds of bullets approached Qingze.

In a world where time has stopped, he can see the trajectory of the bullets clearly, from the barrel of the gun to in front of him. The bullets in the air look like rushing streams.

It's indeed a machine gun, with its exaggerated speed and bullet volume.

Qingze sighed in his heart, and used the ability of marking and blasting with both hands to mark the bullets along the way, and then came to the Vulcan machine gun.

Clap your right hand and mark the Vulcan machine gun.

He felt that the marking blast could mark all the buildings in Tokyo and then blow them all up in one go.

Nine seconds are up.

The moment time began to flow again and his vision regained color, the thought of exploding flashed through his mind.

The black chrysanthemum patterns on the bullets and the black chrysanthemum patterns on the gun barrels all cracked, and the popping sound produced by the explosion was particularly loud.

There's nothing spectacular about the explosion of those small objects.

The Vulcan machine gun is different.

Brilliant flames exploded outward from inside the gun.

The air was filled with black smoke, and the CIA agent who was operating the Vulcan machine gun was so scared that he sat on the ground with a look of shock on his face.

The agent in charge of maintaining the supply of ammunition was also stunned when the ammunition belt in his hand exploded.

But his people are fine.

The hand holding the ammunition belt was not affected by the explosion.

Marking blasting can completely destroy the marked object without affecting other people or buildings.

Only those confirmed to be part of the Vulcan machine gun were destroyed.