"General Fendi, if you do something here, you might accidentally injure civilians, right?" Major General Marco is nearly middle-aged, and his face is tired after days of running. In particular, his chin, which is usually clean-shaven, is now covered with iron-green beard, and he looks like some down-and-out vagabond, not a major general of the Federation.

Fendi spread his hands and let out an exaggerated laugh and said, "Major General Marco, you are hiding so deeply. If it weren't for us starting with the flow of black ships, we would have almost fooled you. You want to smuggle to the surface tonight on a black ship, once on the surface, it will be difficult to find you. So tonight, whatever I say I won't give you a chance to slip away. ”

"As for the civilians, I think they will be willing to sacrifice for the cause of the Federation. What's more, there are no civilians here in the Black Street, and what I see is either garbage or rats. Of course, you're the bigger of the rats. ”

Fendi turned to face Marco, pointed at him and smiled, "Don't move, if you're really worried about civilian casualties." ”

Marco sighed: "I have a reason not to be caught......"

"I knew you weren't a selfless person!" Before Marco could finish speaking, Fendi's figure flickered, and the brief distance between him and Marco suddenly disappeared under his adjusted movement method. Marco only saw a fist expanding in his eyes, and the major general had no chance to fight back, so he could only raise his arms and make a block posture with all his might.

The whole bar was shaken.

The Malitans have always been sensitive to gases, and the moment Fendi hit Marco, Edward could clearly feel the air in the entire bar boiling almost instantly. The kind of process that went from a relatively steady dìng to a sharp explosive eruption was almost completed at high speed in the blink of an eye. A high-pressure column of wind blasted out of Fendi's fist, pushing Marco straight out of the bar like a cannonball.

The pillar of wind continued to extend, and in an instant, Marco didn't know where to go on the black street. At this time, the air pulled by Fendi's source force began to pour out in all directions, forming a terrifying shock wave that was enough to break the gold cracked stone. I saw the screaming of the air waves spreading, the customers in the bar screamed and were knocked away, and the tables and chairs, the bar, the walls and even the roof of the bar were constantly shattered under this terrible continuous impact.

After the wind blew, the bar was almost flattened, and only some of the load-bearing metal supports were barely left in place, although they were severely deformed.

Edward's eyes widened.

This is the power of the Federation, the power of a single punch to flatten everything within a hundred meters. Edward was sure that Fendi would never give it his all. Maybe for him, it's just an understatement of the punch.

Then he found that old Ward was standing in front of him at some point. The old man's hands were staggered, and several wounds on his arms that had been torn out by the wind pressure appeared, and blood was gradually oozing from them.

Fendi glanced at the old man and smiled, "You're still so old and strong, Mr. Ward." ”

Then he waved goodbye, his hands in his trouser pockets, his toes touching the ground, and the person had turned into a floating light and quickly disappeared. At this time, the groans of the guests rang out in the bar. Some young people who had been adopted by Old Ward and had a talent for source power wanted to catch up with them with an angry face, and Old Ward shouted violently: "Stop me, do you want to find death?" That's Fendi, the general known as the butcher! ”

Old Ward sat on the ground, smoked a stuffy cigarette and said, "Damn, the bar that Lao Tzu finally expanded was destroyed by this kid, and he can't get compensation!" ”

"That man...... Will it die? Edward looked out of the ruins of the bar.

The dark streets in the night lit up from time to time, and the ground occasionally shook strongly, and it was obvious that Fendi had already fought with the major general named Marco. Old Ward snorted and said, "I wouldn't die, but if it were me, I'd rather die." ”

"The fourth general/general of the Federation, Lu Sen is a scheming old thing, an insidious old thing; Mei Lin is dignified and upright, with a chivalrous backbone; Sylpha was the youngest, and his engraved ode to revelation is known as the closest force to the origin of the universe. As for Fendi, you only have to know that his mark is a savage butcher to know what kind of person he is. Ward narrowed his eyes and said, "Something in that man's heart is rotten, and his soul is full of twisted and negative things. If I had to choose, I'd rather provoke the other three generals than go up against this mad dog. ”

"The one named Marco can only mourn for him."

Before the words fell, the ground shook again.

Fendi's body and face were covered in blood. Of course, not a single drop of this is his own. He stomped on Marco on the ground, and the major general almost sank into the concrete, coughing up blood in his mouth. With a smile on her face, Fendi stepped on it a few more times and said, "Tell me, who instructed you to do this." Don't try to fool me, with your authority and guts, forgive me for not daring to do anything to the soft eggs at the Freedom Gate. Even though you've done a good job, I've wanted to shoot them in the ass. But I just wanted to, but you did, it's kind of. ”

"Hey, where did I go? Well, I admire you, Major General Marco. You see, for your own sake, tell me who made you do this. If you don't say it, it's not as simple as stepping on your hands and feet. Fendi's gaze went wild.

Marco on the ground, his hands and feet were already twisted and deformed. But he laughed miserably: "You won't understand, you won't understand." How could a mad dog like you know the greatness of that adult? But you have to know that it's okay, I sue you, his name is ......"

Marco's voice became lower and lower, and Fendi couldn't help but stick it up to hear it clearly, and heard Marco laugh loudly: "Let's go to hell together, bastard!" ”

The major general's whole body exuded a dazzling source light, and a ball of fireball rose from his body, and he actually used the means of self-detonation. Fendi grinned, her hands wide open and clutching the fireball. From Fendi's palm, dark red source power continued to shine, and they were injected into the fireball, and as it continued to swim, the fireball gradually shrank.

That was because Marco's source power was annihilated.

Fendi's hands gradually retracted, and eventually Marco's self-detonating fireball turned into a flame in the palm of his hand. Fendi let out a sigh, and the last of the source flames vanished. But in this way, he couldn't even bring back Marco's body, and the source power generated by the self-explosion had already separated his body.

"If you want to use this trick against me, you think too highly of yourself, Major General." Fendi clapped her hands.

Behind me, I remembered the continuous sound of breaking the sky, and the moon was in the middle of the sky. The silver light shone down, and the street that had been destroyed by Fendi was cast a shadow of dilapidated buildings. Several figures overlapped the shadows, wearing silver and black magical armor with a pattern of a steel fist on its chest.

That's the logo of the Iron Fist.

"Marco is dead, but it's not over yet. Go and arrest Marco's relatives and friends, and all the people who have been in contact with him during the year! Fendi laughed, "I'm probably going to be busy for the next time." ”

He looked at the night sky, closed his ears, and made a listening expression: "Listen, the torrent of this era is already roaring, and a new era is coming. The boring days are finally over! ”

This month can be said to be a month of great worry for the people of Babylon. The Federation's secret police haunt the streets, and the Iron Fist Legion's guards set up checkpoints on important roads to carry out extremely strict identity checks on people passing through. Even some middle- and lower-class aristocrats did not have immunity. At this moment, they are no different from civilians.

The situation in Babylon has never been more tense.

As for the surface, two more boroughs have declared themselves to join the Liberty Gate. Due to the death of some members of the Liberty Gate in the plane crash last time, and the addition of new members, this organization that has strongly declared independence from the Federation is currently in the process of electing new members, and there is no time to declare war on the Federation in the first place. But judging from the fact that Liberty Gate is constantly massing ground forces, once their power structure is stabilized, war is inevitable.

In this tense month, Babylon ushered in March when the grass grew and the warbler flew.

This month is also an extremely important month.

Of course, its importance is only for the two families of Bethcord and Grant. As tensions on the islands and the surface of the land grew, the demand for armaments from the Union forces was significantly surging. This is a great business opportunity for any weapons manufacturer, and the two families that have previously said that they will launch new Mowu products this month have ushered in fierce competition.

This is a war without gunpowder, but its importance is no less than that of a real war.

On the first weekend of March, the two families of Bethcord and Grant held a new product launch in the Venus Hotel. The two families rented the halls on the third and fourth floors of the hotel, respectively, as a showcase for the press conference. In order to do a good job in the press conference of these two families, Venus Hotel has also made great efforts. In addition to the elegant layout of the venue, they also prepared a projection wall in the hall on both floors that can synchronize the situation on the scene.

At that time, no matter which floor guests are on, they will be able to see the new products displayed by the other store, instead of having to run back and forth between the upper and lower floors of the exhibition hall.

On Saturday morning, Alan wakes up early, and after breakfast, he leaves the wing tower with a suitcase. In the suitcase, there is a set of fusion matrices that have been made. As long as it is attached to the matching magic armor, it can be combined with other components to form a magic suit.

A magic car was waiting outside the gates of the castle, and after Alan and Horn converged, they got on the car together. The car flew away, and was caught in a pair of eyes. Hedrick gently shook the fragrant black tea in his cup with a faint smile on his face. R1058