The people's morale was in chaos, and the entire underground parking lot was in chaos. Fear is a deadly virus, constantly contagious, people collide with each other, scold in horror for emboldening themselves, and want to find a place to hide as soon as possible.

Except for a few people, no one ran to stop them, and the scene just now became a nightmare for their eternal life. If the opponent is strong, it's okay, it's nothing more than being slaughtered by the opponent one-sidedly. But this mutant has strange abilities, unheard of, no different from the devil, and the ability to create is probably only heard of in some stories and legends.

That is the authority of the gods.

They were afraid, terrified from the bottom of their hearts, they were mere mortals, and they would not allow themselves to be enemies of such a miraculous man. At least until the mutant's abilities are thoroughly figured out and declassified, they are reluctant to face it again.

The engine roared far away, and you could hear that the motorcycle that this mutant was riding was of high quality.

The thin man who was lucky enough to die struggled a few times, barely got up, and he looked at the figure in the distance, and his heart was so uncertain that he almost died.

Suddenly, once again, he jumped to his feet and raised his weapon above his head, startling the others.

"Is it another fool who has a chance to win?" People speculated.

The thin man looked serious, took a deep breath, looked up to the sky and shouted: "I succeeded!" I've beaten off the enemy! I beat him and ran away, and we won! ”

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

Somehow, a few people seemed to be shrouded in holy light, and they stood up excitedly and shouted along, as if they had won a hard-fought and epic battle, and their glory would go down in history.

The thin man was proud, praising his wit, he flaunted his might, and yelled at Donnie's distant back: "Coward villain, come on, come on, I'll let you fight with you with one hand for three hundred rounds!" ”

Everyone was speechless, it was so shameless, how could this thin man say such shameless words so comfortably?

"I didn't take it seriously just now, what a fourth-level and third-level enemy, at most three moves, I can easily take him down! It's just that he ran too fast for me to catch up. You see, I don't really have a means of transportation. The thin man said.

Some of the shameless people in the crowd couldn't hold back any longer, jumped out and kicked the thin man down. It's so embarrassing, I don't know how many big guys are looking here, why is there such a strange thing in their team?

They all feel extremely ashamed, ashamed to see people, and there is no such way to grab merit.

The thin man also wanted to yell and provoke and show his martial prowess, until he saw the little mutant King Kong quietly appear in front of him and decisively shut up.

Everyone didn't speak, trembling, walking on thin ice, and the entire parking lot seemed to be pressed the pause button, and there was a dead silence.

The thin man wanted to cry without tears, and all his bold words were suffocated in his mouth.

Why hasn't this little monster left yet?! Its master has run away! Yes, eighty percent of that mutant did it on purpose! He did this on purpose, in order to keep an eye on them!

Insidious guys!

The thin man was indignant, stared straight at the little Transformer, and then ...... I just squeezed out a flattering look, and looked flatteringly, but the eyes and expressions were so vivid that anyone could think that he was sincere.

Many bigwigs and hackers who watched through the camera almost fainted and were speechless, where did this come from? It was enough for them to ask each other who had found this man.

With the sound of ping-pong, the thin man was beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, and he sat on the ground, and was beaten up and down by the little transformer, and he had no temper at all.

But the thin man is still a flattering and flattering look, very sincere, as if he is willing to be gluttonous, and wants to be beaten again. The people around him looked at it with itchy teeth, it was too cheap, and they all wanted to roll up their sleeves and beat him. Where the hell did this weirdness come from? The point is, who found this kind of goods?

Donnie was speechless, sensing that the distance was longer and the energy consumption of the fire gradually increased, so he manipulated the little Transformers to quickly follow.

The goal has been achieved, to deter them with a small thing, to delay the pace of the large army, to buy him time.

There is a big guy who can't sit still, calls his subordinates at the scene, and scolds his head and face, so many people are shocked by a toy-like little point and dare not move, it's a shame!

The big guy gives a death order, urging them to attack and drive the mutant away.

"We know his abilities in general, and the database for this mutant is greatly complete! You must kill him this time, he is not as strong as you think! ”

A bigwig told his subordinates that motorcycles were not as strong as they thought, and as long as they surrounded them on all sides and fired indiscriminately, they would definitely be broken.

This mutant's ability to create things seems to have a lot to do with the material, and the better the material, the stronger the mechanical creation! As for the upper limit, it still needs a lot of testing and analysis.

The bigwigs continued to urge their subordinates to attack, and it was good to be able to hit a bullet in the past, because if they couldn't take it this time, the chances would be slim. Even if you don't take into account the factor that the fourth-level mutants have mastered the frequency of self-growth and become stronger rapidly, some big forces will no longer allow them to make such unscrupulous moves!

An opportunity, both a gift and a deliberate push by the big forces to be the touchstone of this new mutant. It's a pity that Donnie died, but at the same time it proves that he is nothing more than that, of little value, and that the big forces will not fight for such a dead man.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Magneto and his ilk, sharpening their knives and taking bloody revenge on the murderer's forces is certain.

It's hard to produce a fourth-level mutant with great potential, although he is a little unruly or arrogant, and he doesn't want to contact his brotherhood, but it's also a rare hero. Push you out as a touchstone, and people are beaten to death by the touchstone, according to his temper, if he doesn't retaliate, hell die.

Even if he really wants to kill, this fourth-level mutant can only kill him, and whoever kills him will die!

So theoretically, it's better to recruit it, if you kill Donnie, then the force will have to clamp the tail and be a man, first ensure that you will not be killed by the angry Magneto before researching the secrets of the fourth-level mutants.

The bigwigs urged their subordinates to continue the pursuit, but not to be reckless, and shooting indiscriminately in the bustling downtown was a declaration of war on the federal government.

The armed men gritted their teeth and reluctantly reorganized, intending to pursue.

The thin man took the lead, and naturally wiped the nosebleed from his face, blessed his soul, and shouted: "Come, come, come, all come with me, and see how I beat him with one hand!" It was just an accident! ”

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

Another group of people were infected by the holy light, and they were screaming and shouting to teach Donnie to be human.

Everyone is going to faint, and the irascible temperament simply scolds, do you want to be so shameless? Why didn't you just go up and kill that mutant with such a drag, instead of sitting back and watching him become so arrogant?

The thin man said: "It was just an accident just now, if I make a move, he will die in an instant." ”

A holy light rose from the thin man's body.

Some big men were infected, their emotions were excited, and their confidence was inexplicably increased, and they threatened to capture mutants alive, and they were sure to win.

Some bigwigs simply turned off the display screen and stopped looking at it completely. They suddenly became a little pessimistic about this operation, even if there were some other followers, but with such people, could such a team really work?