Cheating! Someone's cheating! (Continued)

Under the ghostly gaze of the two assassins, one of them gave them a peanut.

"If you can't even withstand an explosion with your bare body, how dare you call yourself an elite?"

Mo Wang chuckled dismissively, then took a puff of the thing in his hand.

But the next moment, he threw it away with a look of disgust.

"I don't know why these people like this thing."

Mo Wang turned and left without even glancing at the group of people lying on the ground.

Behind the villa, hiding behind the door, were now a dozen or so Maid Outfit, including NIKKE.

These NIKKE were not produced by the Three Major Companies, but were secretly created by them using legacy technology.

Although technically they are not the latest models, the company is very wealthy, and none of these maids are the Mass-produced Type NIKKE.

The moment Mo Wang Gate of Opening, a barrage of metal bullets hurtled past, riddling the walls around Mo Wang with holes.

However, Mo Wang immediately deployed his shield, braced himself against the bullets, and unleashed a burst of fire on the enemy.

As the saying goes, when you fire too frequently, there's little difference between single shots and holding the Trigger.

At this moment, Mo Wang's two pistols were faster than machine guns.

After the gunfire stopped, the ground was littered with corpses. All of NIKKE who had fired the shots were lying on the ground.

Those who disposed of the bodies later would definitely not understand it, because of the ballistics. If the bullets didn't have tracking capabilities, then it can only mean that all twenty-odd assassins were Blind Monk and didn't even see the enemy walking by.

But if they looked at where the warhead had fallen, they would definitely exclaim that it was a ghost.

To be honest, although Mo Wang has practiced shooting before, he still has a long way to go compared to the pros who can make bullets leave behind the Scream of "F-beep-K" in mid-air.

Moreover, Mo Wang actually prefers using his fists to using guns.

"What a waste! To have so many Custom Type NIKKE as maids? How can anyone stand that?"

Looking at the NIKKE lying on the ground, Mo Wang really didn't understand what this old B Deng meant.

Why don't you use these NIKKE for something better, as servants?

Ordinary people can't have any relationship with NIKKE, so why would she do it just for the sake of looking good?

Or is this old man B a loyal customer of the Maid Cafe?

At this moment, Mo Wang thought, why not just send all the NIKKE to work in Maid Cafe after we've fixed them?

Just then, the lights in the villa suddenly dimmed, and at the same time, a large number of footsteps began to sound around Mo Wang.

"Military Night Vision Goggles? Is there really any need to use such an outdated device?"

"Honestly, you guys don't think I can't see just because the lights are off, do you?"

"Can't we try something new?"

Mo Wang glanced at the crowd surrounding him on the second floor, his face full of disdain.

However, when the other party pulled out a bunch of Electromagnetic Weapons, Mo Wang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? A new gadget? Not bad."

Above, the NIKKE, wielding Laser Cannon, suddenly unleashed terrifying beams of light at Mo Wang.

With a loud bang, a huge crater appeared where Mo Wang was standing.

"I take back what I said before, they've definitely come up with a new trick, and it's quite impressive!"

At this moment, Mo Wang appeared about five meters away from where he had just been standing.

Looking at the slightly flustered NIKKE above, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, I didn't want to do anything to NIKKE. But what can I do? I've already prepared to Liberate Ark."

Mo Wang suddenly had two more pistols in his hands, and he strode forward... but didn't go out.

I feel like something's missing!

Mo Wang thought for a moment, put on sunglasses, then lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth at a 45-degree angle downwards, and finally found a bit of a feeling.

Then he pulled out a grenade and threw it, and began firing his two guns like machine guns.

At this moment, he alone dealt more damage than the thirty-odd NIKKE on the opposing side.

Using two pistols to achieve the output of an entire reinforced company sounds like something out of a science fiction story.

It must be said that these NIKKE truly deserve to be called non-mass-produced.

Although it's several generations behind the current Ark, its materials are still top-notch.

Mo Wang his pistol, Mo Wang had to use several shots to cripple the opponent.

"Requesting support..."

Bang!

"He's a monster..."

Bang!

"Save..."

Bang!

Mo Wang strolled leisurely through this magnificent manor, and at each place he moved, a corpse would appear at his feet.

At this moment, he was like a Grim Reaper, inspiring deep fear and dread.

At that moment, his bullets clanged and clattered on the ground around him, sending chills down the spines of NIKKE and the assassins hiding in various corners.

Looking at the empty road, Mo Wang couldn't help but stroke his chin.

"Oh dear, what should we do? It seems we don't have enough ammunition."

At this moment, Mo Wang shout.

Sure enough, three idiots popped out from the corner.

The next moment, Mo Wang smashed his body to pieces.

Seeing their companion's body lying on the ground, the people around dared not even breathe.

Now they finally understood: this wasn't some fat sheep at all, it was clearly a Grim Reaper!

Originally, dozens of people came to surround Mo Wang, but in the end, only these eight people remained.

Oh, and three more were just taken down.

That means there are now only five people left.

If word gets out, people will think they've gone mad!

"Hehehe... Let me see where you little guys are."

Mo Wang's low laughter echoed in the dimly lit corridor, slithering into everyone's ears like Viper.

The remaining five assassins covered their mouths tightly, their breaths catching in their throats, fearing that the slightest sound would attract the monster.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the door shattered with a loud crash, and an assassin huddled behind it shuddered. Before he could react, a face with a sinister smile peeked through the hole.

"Found you!"

"Aaaaaah—!!"

The assassin broke down, raising his gun and firing wildly, repeatedly shouting, "Get away! Monster! Please... get away!!"

As the magazine emptied, his gun barrel glowed red-hot, but Mo Wang didn't even blink.

"Tsk, that's it?"

He tilted his head, his smile widening. "Then it's my turn?"

"No, no... please—"

"Bang!"

The body fell, Mo Wang blew out a puff of smoke, humming a little tune as he walked toward his next hiding place.

The remaining four men heard the approaching footsteps and their pants were soaked.

Meanwhile, there were still fearless people who continued to rush to the manor.

But when they saw the corpses scattered all over the scene, they were completely stunned.

"Wait, what's going on? Rapture has broken in?"

Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, even these thugs and assassins couldn't help but shudder.

This scene is twice as terrifying as the front lines!

At that moment, they arrived at the manor gate and heard a gunshot coming from inside the manor.

Less than ten seconds later, the sound completely fell silent.

"Glug~"

Hearing the commotion inside and seeing the horrific scene around them, the group of people who had just arrived couldn't help but swallow hard.

"How about we go back first? I feel like this money isn't so easy to earn."

One of the thugs spoke to his companion in a strange tone.

"I agree."

The other assassin was about to retort.

But seeing his colleagues lying on the ground one by one, he agreed without any hesitation.

After all, having a lot of money but not being alive to spend it is not a taboo in their line of work.

This is clearly beyond their capabilities.

"But Mr. B is calling for help. The bounty has even been raised to 200 million Credit Points."

At this moment, another thug couldn't help but say, "What if Mr. B knew that we came but didn't save him..."

"What are you thinking, you idiot!"

At that moment, another thug next to him tapped him on the head.

"In this situation, you're still thinking about taking revenge on Mr. B? He's lucky to be alive!"

"Oh, you're so smart! I see!"

Upon hearing his companion's words, the thug suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed in realization.

"Of course, after all, I was a famous genius in the Outer Rim back then, and people often said that my IQ was as high as 250!"

"Wow, that's amazing! But why didn't you go to school and instead ended up in this line of work?"

The thug asked his companion curiously.

"Who knows? When I applied to the Commander Academy, they said my IQ was too low and rejected me."

"Sigh, maybe this is jealousy. Otherwise, I would be a genius commander by now."

The assassins listening to the two men bragging suppressed their urge to retort.

In any case, by this point, things had already spiraled out of their control.

So without a second thought, these people started operating the entire operation.

In the heart of the villa, Mr. B was anxiously awaiting news from the outside world.

However, no matter how many times he dialed the number, no one answered.

"Dead, they're all... dead?"

Mr. B was struck Raigeki, his face ashen, and he slumped onto the soft sofa.

He kept muttering incredulously, "This is impossible! They are all assassins and NIKKE I carefully trained. In terms of combat power, they are comparable to even the top combat units of the Ark. How could they be defeated by just one person..."

Mr. B checked the time. From the start of Mo Wang's raid to the point where almost everyone outside had been wiped out, less than twenty minutes had passed.

These elite troops could easily handle even Lord-class Rapture.