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Chapter 330 Are we dead?

"Flash, goodbye forever!"

The smoke filled the small space. Although it looked blurry, Zhao Fan still saw the uninhabited young man who had been bombed and whispered mockingly.

He has superpowers in terms of speed and has a nearly teleportation movement speed, but in the end he was killed by several grenades. It's really ironic to say.

More than three thousand defenses are really good!

If it weren't for sure that the explosion of the grenade would not hurt him at all, how could he dare to play like this?

It was indeed a bit troublesome to untie the nanowire thread used by the blonde youth, but Zhao Fan only took one second to do it. Because he thought about it, the thing was put into the backpack space of the system.

How to open the metal door in front of him is the most important issue he needs to consider.

However, the people at the underground base must have heard the explosion just now. When he just carried the bazooka to his shoulder, the metal door suddenly opened.

Flashes of smoke filled the air, and the feeling of lack of oxygen was instantly relieved. Although the door had been opened, Zhao Fan still pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Another metal door ahead was undoubtedly hit, and the metal door, about thirty centimeters thick, was blown to deform, and could no longer stop Zhao Fan's steps.

The huge shock wave generated by the explosion twitched Zhao Fan quickly backed down, and the metal door behind him also opened at this time. The group of people guarding outside the door were lifted up before they could see the situation clearly.

Zhao Fan's back hit a strengthened person. With a crisp sound of bone breakage, he stood firmly while rubbing against the ground, and then rushed towards the depths of the base as fast as possible.

After rushing through two metal doors, the rocket launcher was ready again, and another roar was heard, and the last metal door that blocked him was also broken.

This time, he hid behind the metal door that had been cracked halfway and avoided most of the impact. The few strengthening people and the woman who had just stood up, were still thrusting on the ground at the fastest speed, and were still rolling continuously by this powerful force.

The roars like wild beasts sounded behind him, and the bodies of those strengthened people, like the Ramson encountered in the capital, changed. They expanded like balloons, and there was no clear light in their eyes, and rushed towards this side like a bull.

After Zhao Fan avoided the shock wave, he did not stop at all. He quickly dropped a string of grenades in his hand, but he entered the relatively spacious hall in an instant.

When the explosion sounded behind him again, there were also loud and loud sounds where Zhao Fan was located, which were so dense that it was almost connected.

This is Stark's base. His old job is weapons manufacturing, so the welcome ceremony for Zhao Fan is naturally particularly grand.

Stark, who was sitting on the platform, sneered on his face and casually pressed the button on the console in front of him.

The hall, which had no clues just now, instantly became a steel jungle. Countless long spears and short cannons were covered with walls of the same metal. Bullets and shells of various types are now a real heavy rainstorm, surrounded by Zhao Fan at 360 degrees without dead corners.

Fortunately, I washed some!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to control what would happen in the end.

He can't even walk now. Although his defense is amazing, how powerful the impact of these things is?

These forces had completely imprisoned his movement ability and forced him to rub back and forth on the ground. Countless laser rays gathered on him, and the hot temperature even the metal around his body was cut into tiny pieces, or even completely melted.

In less than three minutes, his entire body was completely buried by the bullet and shell. He didn't even recognize most of these things, only knowing that the caliber was already beyond the norm and his lethality was extremely terrifying. There were countless neat scratches made by laser rays on the surrounding metal ground.

When he simply lay on the ground motionless, the fierce attack finally stopped, and the entire metal hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder and burnt.

Stark sat in the operating room with thick bulletproof glass at a high place. There were nearly fifty people standing behind him, all of whom were reinforced people.

After the attack ended, he glanced at the bottom casually, excited to the point where he had an abnormal flush on his face, and could not wait to wave behind him.

"Anusby, although you are dead, you can also be said to be alive. I will extract your genes and create a legion that is powerful enough to make the whole world tremble. I will make everyone tremble when they hear my Stark's name."

The heavy metal door slid open to the side. Stark shouted in excitement, while pushing the reinforcement people around him aside with disgust and rushed into the metal hall full of gunpowder.

It’s not that Stark is too stupid, but that he is too confident.

Making weapons is his best field, and all the automatic weapons equipped in this metal hall are his proud works.

So when he saw Zhao Fan being buried in a pile of metal, he naturally felt that he was dead.

Who can imagine that a person's flesh and blood body will have such a strong defense?

So until Zhao Fan suddenly burst out and then squeezed his neck and lifted him up, his face still had an expression of excitement.

Seeing Stark being arrested, the fifty reinforcements did not dare to shoot, but they rushed up frantically.

However, although Zhao Fan does not have the power and agility of the system, his strength is ultimately the realm of transformation, and the nameless martial arts don’t have many attributes to him.

Zhao Fan was too lazy to threaten them with Stark in his hand. He kept moving between these people with Stark, and every time he waved, one person fell down.

Although these people delayed his time, they only delayed his time.

Stark was captured, and the remaining people were already without leaders. Although there were still people in the remaining people, how could they be Zhao Fan's opponents under the scourge? After he solved those who dared to lead the way, the entire underground base was already in chaos.

Everyone was running for life, and the fastest one was the woman from the Underworld Emperor. When she saw the blond man die, she ran away without any hesitation. When Zhao Fan was locked in the metal hall and bombarded, she had already started the cruise ship and rushed out.

When Zhao Fan rushed into the laboratory, he looked at the two brothers who were locked on the metal bed howling like a beast, and smashed Stark, who had broken hands and feet to the ground without any hesitation. Without any hesitation, he quickly removed the pipes on their bodies, and then stuffed a healing medicine into each of them.

The two of them were in a state of madness with confusion in consciousness. They not only did not swallow, but also vomited hard. Zhao Fan was forced to use acupoints to finally let them take the medicine.

The wounds on their bodies were recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but their crazy state did not change at all. Even when they saw Zhao Fan, their eyes still emitted a fierce light like a beast, and they didn't seem to be able to recognize him at all.

"Damn, what did you do to you?"

Seeing the two brothers turning into this, Zhao Fan punched the metal instrument frame beside him with a fierce punch. Seeing the pain on the ground twitching, Stark, who was laughing wildly, roaring angrily.

"Their bodies have a powerful force that is constantly destroying their physical functions. Although their physique may be stronger than ordinary people, he still has not left the scope of ordinary people, and they cannot absorb this force."

The system manager's voice sounded calmly in his mind, and he spoke calmly about the current situation of the monkey and Big Eyes.

"You have a way to save them, right? Please tell me, what method can I use to save them?"

This was the first time the system manager expressed his opinion on such a thing. Zhao Fan's eyes lit up, and he saw a glimmer of hope in despair, and asked with great excitement.

"I said that they became like this because their body's ability to bear is insufficient. As long as they become stronger and digest this power, it will not only be harmful, but will become much stronger than ordinary people."

Although the system manager did not say it clearly, Zhao Fan immediately understood what he meant after hearing this sentence.

He had originally wanted to give some marrow cleaning pills on his body. In this situation, what else can hesitate about?

After he forced the two marrow-cleaning pills into the mouths of monkey and Big Eyes, only a moment later, they saw that the two men's bodies were shocked, and the acupoints that were lit up were actually shaken open.

The metal circles that bound them were stretched and lengthened under the struggle. Their bodies were still shaking constantly, and the expression on their faces began to turn from madness to confusion.

Zhao Fan's mind relaxed slightly, and his eyes looked at Stark, whose expression became dull again.

It was not until this time that he realized that in this short period of time, he was covered in cold sweat.

Experience value 168

Stark's death provided Zhao Fan with an extremely auspicious experience value data!

168, all the way.

In other words, if Zhao Fan gives this person a chance to fight him, each attack can also provide him with 84 experience points.

This data is already considered the strength of entering the realm of transformation!

Zhao Fan was slightly stunned and sighed.

This man is really a lunatic. Looking at the test samples he caught, you can tell that the experiments that strengthening people cannot be 100% successful, but this guy is desperate to give him a shot first.

A good person does not live long and will last for thousands of years. This sentence is really not nonsense.

Zhao Fan closed his eyes and knew that this person had died in this experiment.

But he himself is still alive...

The waiting time was not long, and the confused eyes of the monkey and Big Eyes began to return to the clarity, and their eyes fell on Zhao Fan's face one after another.

The monkey was the first to wake up, and after checking the surrounding situation vigilantly, he was slightly stunned for a moment.

Then he saw Stark who died on the ground, and he patted his head and grinned, revealing his shiny white teeth. He shouted in a broken Chinese language, jumped up and hugged him in his arms.

"Boss!"

When the monkey shouted these two words, his big eyes were already completely awake, and the two of them almost spoke in unison.

"Let's go and kill with me!"

Zhao Fan was in a very happy mood at this time. He threw down a lot of weapons, waved at the two of them, and rushed out first.

The two of them stared at the weapons all over the ground that appeared out of thin air, but were stunned.

How could they understand something like a system backpack? Seeing Zhao Fan create so many things like magic, it feels like he is dreaming.

Then they were even more unbelievable that things happened. When they bent down and picked up some weapons, they felt light and they just felt light. After exerting a little force on their hands, they even bent a few barrels.

"Are we dead? Isn't this Stark's base, but hell?"

The two guys looked at each other and said in unison with shocked expressions.
Chapter completed!
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