Chapter 695： Secret killer breaks the principle

"Don't worry too much, Mr. Pierce. This war is just getting started, isn't it?"

Unlike Pierce's impatience, the person who is replying to him through the communicator in his hand is completely relaxed and careless. Although the situation at hand is far beyond the expectations of Pierce, this speech seems to completely ignore this situation, as if he and Pierce are not a camp at all.

This kind of answer naturally made Pierce angry, he even forgot the existence of Ross around him, and yelled at this guy.

"Don't forget your identity. You are just a small soldier under the baron. What qualifications do you have to say to me? I want to be clear, if all this fails because of you, then I promise that you will be the most waiting." Cruel punishment, you can't even make a sorrow, because in his hands you will only become a person without any consciousness. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"Okay, okay. Since you are so anxious, then we are out. But, Mr. Pierce, don't blame me for not warning you. If even we have done this for you, you have not done what the baron promised. If you are, then your next game may not be better than just warning us."

"You don't have to tell me this, do what you should do. I will see your actions now, understand?"

After gnashing his teeth, Pierce slammed the communicator in his hand. At this time, he discovered that General Ross, who was around him, was looking at himself with a very strange look. This made him pull his tie a little uncomfortably and then asked.

"What is your eye, what's the problem?"

"I can ask, who are you just contacting?"

General Ross’s eyes were a bit strange, but Pierce, who was upset, didn’t notice the change in his appearance. He just waved his hand and said it was full of perfunctory.

"A group of war wild dogs that can help us solve immediate problems. Don't pay too much attention to them. Although these guys are very disgusting, their abilities are still worthy of believing."

“A group of mercenaries who can deal with mutants? I don’t know if there is such a guy in the world?”

I took a cigar and spit out the smoke. General Ross said to Pierce in such a smog. And when he heard him say that Pierce just patted his shoulder and replied.

"I said, this is not the point we need to care about. The current situation that we need to care about now, isn't this more important than this little thing? I don't think you want to see the army that represents the United States. So defeated and then slipped completely into the abyss."

"What you said makes sense, but are there any other things in front of you?"

Pointing to the roller that is still rolling, General Ross has completely frowned his eyebrows. He does not even dare to mobilize the army to enter this area, because he is very clear that once those aircraft tanks appear in the eyes of Wan Wang, they will immediately become the weapon of others. Therefore, he must hold himself and not dare to have any slight sway.

But this has no use for the current situation, at least for now, he can only put hope on the war dog in the mouth of Pierce.

But can these guys really work? He expressed doubts about this, and he is more skeptical that there really is such a war dog walking there?

And while he was still full of doubts watching the changes in the battlefield, a guy wrapped in black, has quietly approached the front line of the mutant camp, and more and more close to the power of his own. The location of the old man.

Logically speaking, such a strange guy should be given a lot of attention. But this is not the case. Although he is very tightly wrapped, the skeletons of his limbs that grow strangely and look like insects are enough to make most of the mutants here treat him as a kind.

The mutants have always been friendly to the mutants. Especially when this requires them to be united, they will not easily doubt a compatriot. And this creates an opportunity for this new stranger.

He looked at the situation around and over again, and in the case of determining that no one noticed himself, he quietly pointed out one of his fingers against the magnetic king who was driving the roller not far away. Then, just like a sniper rifle with a silencer firing a bullet, a special spur shot from his fingertips and sneaked into the neck of Wan Wang.

In nature, almost all of the thorn-stricken insects carry some deadly toxins, and this special guy is no exception. He is not only close to insects in appearance, but even the ability is no different from insects. His spurs also have venom, and they are a very special poison.

So just for a moment, the magnetic king who had just shown great powers had stopped his movements, and the whole person maintained a stiff expression and fixed it there.

This sudden situation did not allow the mutants who were thrilled by the spectacular scene on the battlefield in front of them to perceive that they were still staring at everything on the battlefield and from time to time issued a loud cheer. It wasn't until the huge press began to stop working, like a hill, where the people felt the wrong place.

Among these people, the first thing that was noticed that it was the old friend of Wan Wangwang, the spiritual master, Professor Charles.

He discovered the stiff movement of the magnetic king and saw the meridian that spread out like a vine on his face. He noticed that his old friend was breathing heavily, and his muscles were twitching uncontrollably. All of this shows that he has already suffered from the plot.

"After the incident, Eric was murdered. He was poisoned and the situation became very dangerous."

In the first time to confirm that Wan Wang was concealed, Charles did not over-sound, but through his own spiritual link, told the news to the women stationed on the front line. While receiving this information, Lilith has already appeared with a gloomy black shadow, quietly appearing beside the magnetic king.

"What happened? How was he concealed?"

Swinging a scarlet like blood with the vitality of the vitality, Lilith asked Charles about this while stabilizing the situation of Wang Wang. And listening to her question, Charles shook his head.

"I found it like this when I found out. Sorry, I don't know how it happened."

"Are you not a psychic person? Use your abilities, do you want me to teach you this kind of thing? Look through their thoughts and find suspects from them. This should not be easy for you. ?"

Waving a wave, Lilith said to Charles just as she ordered her own hands. And when she heard her instructions, Charles just showed helpless smile.

"Sorry, I can't do this. It's immoral. Whether it's my compatriots or ordinary people who are innocent, I can't use this way to spy on the privacy and secrets of their hearts. So please forgive me. I am afraid I can't help you."

"Peony!" commented coldly, Lilith said to Charles in a queenly tone. "Listen to me, Mr. Professor. You are now on the battlefield, and the most unnecessary thing on the battlefield is morality. This is what I said when I was there thousands of years ago. Things, so you don't have any reason to use this as an excuse."

"Think about it, if you don't use this ability. Now it's your friends who are under the influence of them, then the next ones may be your students, or even you. Although you and others have nothing to do with me. But don't forget, this is closely related to your compatriots and your race."

"This is obviously the means of the enemy, and the meaning of this means is to disintegrate your strength. When you lose the power to resist the enemy because of some dark calculations, I hope that you do not regret making the current choice."

This cold and cold words, each sentence is like a sickle, deeply inserted into Charles's heart. Listening to these words, his smile has become deeper and deeper, and the luster in his eyes has become more and more dim.

The most important thing for people is their own persistence and principles. Those who can hold on to these people are enough to be a strong soul in any case. But sometimes, the cruel reality makes you have to give up your principles and persistence.

As with most things in the world, on a balance, many things are weighty. And having the weight itself means that it can be replaced and crushed by other things. It’s like Charles is now.

He really wants to continue to insist on his own intentions, but in the face of the rise and fall of his compatriots and races, he simply cannot continue this kind of unnecessary persistence. Individuals and races, which one should choose between the reputation of a person and the survival of a race, is a clear question once it is put on the peace. And to think about this question, what choices Charles will make is already a very clear thing.

"I know what I should do, madam."

With the helpless words of the old man, the huge wave of mind is centered on him, and the entire battlefield, even farther away, is covered in the blink of an eye.

What is invisible is not only the assassin hidden in it, but also the soul of all the enemies and each of their intentions. When the war has arrived, it has become hot.

The mutants, the bureau, have been pushed a step further toward the abyss. Beyond your life and death, I am afraid I can no longer have any other possibilities. (~^~)