MTL - To Four Thousand Years Later-v6 Chapter 30 real stalker

In the gorgeous neon lights, Gabriel held the "Breaker Hand Cannon" like an impact drill in both hands, biting a **** cigarette **** at the corner of his mouth, and looked at them indifferently.

There are at least twenty of them in number. Each was taller and stronger than Gabriel, and each carried a weapon. But they were silent in front of Gabriel.

No one made a sound, but no one dared to shoot. Because they saw clearly just now, this beautiful girl who looked delicate and weak, just touched and turned the person behind her to pieces, smashed the internal organs of the person behind her, broke the cervical spine, and cut off the computing chip in the brain. It was also broken by the spit out spiritual energy. With the smallest reaction, achieve the strongest human destructive power. There is even a special bionic countermeasure to attack, if it is artificial intelligence, it will be fine, but she is clearly a living person. There is probably only one place where such knowledge exists.

"Are you from the army?"

The calm and hoarse voice sounded again, this time with a little seriousness hidden in his voice: "Angel of Dawn?"

Everyone of these people I surrounded was cowering, nervous as if they were about to shoot. She sneered, let go of the left hand that stabilized the pistol, and lowered the muzzle slightly.

Seeing that the muzzle of her gun was lowered, those people couldn't help raising their guns. It wasn't until Gabriel pinched the cigarette end impatiently with his left hand, and raised the heavy hand cannon with his right hand, that they shrank back obediently. The reason why she dared to do this is also very simple - because she has no danger warning in her mind. Her psychic power allows her to detect danger before it happens, and this psychic power has allowed her to survive many times in desperate situations in the sea of ​​insects on Pluto.

Compared with those bugs, these old antiques who lived two hundred years ago are really not threatening.

They're just chicks.

"Hey, do you know about the Angel of Dawn? Have you heard of it or seen it?"

Gabriel sneered again, and cursed: "You **** bastards, seeing the dawn will keep you alive? It's kind of you to send me here. You answer my question first—are you hidden or Lord Abaddon is right? .”

What's the point of playing with this group of chickens who haven't even killed bugs?

Straighten? Investigate shit. Finding the address and rushing in is to smash a few heads at the first meeting, and beat the rest of the people into cripples, and then ask one by one, there will always be something to gain.

Anyway, Moon King Abaddon had already given her the "special right to straighten emergency". In other words, she has been allowed to kill.

In this way, there is really nothing that can restrict her. Before, she was still thinking that if she wanted to conduct an investigation within the scope of the law, she might have to sacrifice the hue of this body. Now it seems that the sacrifice is a fart. Since you can kill people with your own hands, why bother? In the worst case, a set of perfect sneaks will come. Facing the outdated single-soldier tactics of two hundred years ago, Gabriel really has no fear at all.

Looking at the men who were still silent, Gabriel almost laughed out loud. She sighed regretfully, raised the Breaker hand cannon and pulled the heavy trigger on the window of the bar next to it without hesitation.

With the sound of thunder, invisible and colorless ripples appeared in the air. The thick stained glass was instantly shattered, and the skin on the wall shattered and cracked. She kept pressing the trigger, carefully watching the continuous shooting in the bar. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of shelves, wine bottles, plates and dishes in the bar falling to the ground and broken, and then the sound of alarms accompanied by the crackling of electronic components short-circuiting... and even the sound of meat bursting and a very short There were screams, and the neon lights shining on her face were instantly extinguished, leaving only a few dim and lifeless decorative spotlights that were not broken.

It wasn't until there were no more sounds from inside that Gabriel lowered the slightly hot muzzle of the gun again, and the buzzing sound quickly decreased until it disappeared without a trace. Gabriel praised: "I didn't expect you to have such a good product in your hands. Are you planning to collapse those people together? My body can't bear this kind of attack."

"This is to prevent you from having the ability to refract ballistic weapons, or to astralize yourself."

The hoarse voice was silent for a while, and then said peacefully: "These abilities are quite common."

He was right. Gabriel does have the ability to become astral.

But she didn't have the slightest fear, she just smiled and said: "Oh, I didn't expect you to be not in there. I saw that there were still a few living people in the bar."

"If I stayed in the bar, would you kill me too?" The hoarse voice paused, and asked curiously, "Such indiscriminate killing of innocent people... Are you really an agent of the Earth Army?"

"Sorry, I'm not that group of softies. I'm from a real expeditionary army."

Gabriel said plainly, pointed his cannon at everyone, and said as if nothing had happened in small talk: "Understood, friends? I don't care if there are people in it at all, it doesn't mean anything to me. Even if I really kill So what if innocent people die? Isn’t it for this time that the lord provided us with the resurrection ability?”

"The education I received told me that I would rather kill the hostage than compromise with the kidnapper. No matter what was inside, I had already killed it."

"So let me ask one last time, are you hermits?"

She was getting impatient. Contempt for Zheng Fu's goodwill, arbitrarily interfering with the greatness of all mankind...not even for the welfare of his own group, but to drag others into the water. Just for the sake of harming others, he even risked his life. So ugly, humble, and obscene. Your Excellency Abaddon actually said that you want to give us the right to choose? But all conscientious people should have the same choice - that is to wipe out these hermits.

For the most holy and bodhisattva way, but also for the man who serves the people wholeheartedly. After all, it was the only thing Gabriel could do for him.

"I think you should also know that it doesn't make any sense for you to kill me. The same is true for imprisoning or capturing me. We are professionally trained to commit suicide with just one thought. When I come back to life, I will kill me again immediately, At that time, I will kill you all one by one."

Gabriel made a clear, pleasant, but extremely cruel voice: "Do you think I will release your stored electronic memories from the cloud?"

"So, the answer..."

I'm here to give you the answer.

The hoarse voice was silent for a while, before appearing in front of Gabriel like water waves. It was only then that she became aware of the man standing beside her for the first time, pointing a tiny microwave gun at her temple. And even in the database of the newborn daughter, there is no record of this man. There is no doubt that he is the target of his trip. The real hermit, he silently stared at Gabriel or at the crystal on her forehead. But unlike the new humans, he stared at it for so long, and no memory flowed into his heart.

But this person nodded as if he had suddenly realized.

"I see," he whispered, lowering his voice. "You're Major Ka... Carr, aren't you?"