Balen Hearing the word "whole corpse", he immediately blocked the door.
"Brother, try not to wear breastplates! There are many energy lines in that place, and it's hard to sell them if they're broken!"
The scalps of the remaining nine killers were tight.
They are Bloodthorn Consortium's assassination team.
Ten Cosmic Realm teamed up, equipped with a poison space lock and a full set of concealment armor, and even the Imperial Lieutenant General Military Department could bury it.
When it reached the mouths of these two bandits, it became a batch of goods waiting to be opened.
"Go separately!"
A killer raised his hand and threw three black balls.
The black ball landed on the ground and expanded, releasing an intensive spiritual pulse.
Cracks appeared in the walls of the suite, and decorative panels from the ceiling fell off piece by piece.
The other two people pressed down the breastplate at the same time.
"Bloodthorn Secret Art, open!"
The fighting spirit breaks through the gaps in the armor.
The strength of the two people increased, and the particle blades staggered left and right, striking at Lin Feng's neck and stomach.
Lin Feng did not draw his gun.
He took half a step forward and grabbed the first particle blade with his left hand.
Energy cuts in the palm of your hand.
Even Purple-Gold Dragon Mark couldn't suppress it for even half a minute.
The knife-wielding killer was stunned for a moment.
"This is cosmic level!"
Lin Feng Pinch your five fingers together.
The particle blade shattered and sparks exploded in his hand.
"What happened to the universe level?"
Lin Feng raised his fist and hit the killer in the middle of the breastplate.
Not loud.
The armor collapsed from the chest to the back.
The force of the fist penetrated the alloy sheath, shattered the spine, and stopped the power source of the abdomen.
The killer's body softened and his head dropped to his chest.
Lin Feng grabbed the man's shoulder armor and threw him out the door.
"The first one."
"The goods are coming!"
Balen went to pick it up with both hands, and the body fell on the temporary workbench.
Balen First cut off the power supply of the armor, then open the lock, and peel off the shoulder armor and power backpack in a few strokes.
"Good stuff!"
"Self-circulating energy module, military-grade silent frame, and the joints are well maintained!"
He raised his voice.
"Brother! The quality of this batch of goods is really good, continue to do this!"
The second killer posted behind Lin Feng.
The energy blade swept across the waist.
The blade of the knife cut through Lin Feng's clothes, and the jacket had a gash.
No trace of the skin underneath was left.
The killer's wrist was numb and he almost lost his grip on the particle blade.
Lin Feng looked down at his clothes.
"Compensate."
The killer turned around and retreated.
Lin Feng grabbed the backpack and pulled it back, then punched his lumbar spine from the side with his right fist.
This man's spine is misaligned.
The main power supply line of the battle armor was then disconnected.
"The second one."
People were thrown out the door.
Balen dragged the body over and made a circle with the cutter against the seams of the armor.
"The money for clothes will be deducted from the equipment!"
On the other side of the corridor, Herman was stunned.
"Balen, can you move to the side?"
"Don't affect my assembly line operations!"
"This is the Military Department reception hotel!"
"That's just right. The doorway is wide and can be opened wide."
The remaining seven people in the suite changed tactics.
Four people pressed forward, and three people occupied the high ground.
A dark red metal net fell from the sky.
The surface of the network cable is covered with small runes, and when it falls, it starts to draw energy from the surrounding area.
Lin Feng The purple qi and blood on the body surface were suppressed by several inches.
"Locked!"
"Use Star-Splitting Nails!"
The three people above waved.
The long black nails were shot down, sealing the foothold around Lin Feng.
On the front, there are four people's hands forming a seal.
Bloodthorn Totem spread out on the ground, and the energy gathered into a sharp cone, piercing Lin Feng's chest.
The top floor of the hotel sank.
Large areas of the wall were cracked, and all the furniture in the suite was blown away.
Herman opened the shield and blocked the temporary workbench behind him.
"Brother!"
Balen hugged the armor he just took off and checked it twice.
After making sure it wasn't broken, he poked his head inside.
The smoke dispersed.
Lin Feng stood there, holding the dark red metal mesh in his right hand.
Twenty-four Star-Splitting Nails are all tied into the upper body of Lin Feng.
The tip of the nail has been curled.
The scarlet cone that gathered the strength of the four people was on the chest, still spinning.
Lin Feng raised his hand and dusted it off.
Star-Splitting Nails fell to the ground.
"You're going to tear one of my clothes if you work hard together?"
The faces of the four killers on the front have changed.
"Withdraw!"
Lin Feng grabbed the energy cone on his chest and pushed it back with his backhand.
The scarlet cone moves back along the energy connection.
The four killers had no time to release the secret technique, and their arms were blown open by the recoil. A malfunction message sounded inside the armor.
Lin Feng rushed into the middle of the four people.
Throw a punch.
The third killer's back was arched and his spine was broken in two.
Lin Feng turned around and punched again.
The chest armor of the fourth man was not broken, but the internal power core was shattered by the fist.
Lin Feng raised his knee and hit the fifth person in the stomach.
The man's feet left the ground, and a cracking sound came from the armor.
As soon as the sixth person raised the energy shield, Lin Feng slapped the shield.
The shield broke off along with the entire arm and crashed into the chest.
Four bodies flew out of the suite.
Balen was so busy that he ran around with his short legs.
"Come one!"
"Don't stack them together. If the armor is scratched, the price will drop!"
Herman looked at the equipment piled high next to the workbench and touched his forehead.
The alarm outside the hotel alerted the VIP area on the entire floor.
There were many guards and security gathered at the entrance of the suite.
No one dares to go in.
Some people peeked in through the broken wall and quickly retreated back to the group.
"It's all Cosmic Realm."
"Ten people surrounded and killed one person, why are all the killers lying there?"
A Military Department investigator squatted next to the corpse and opened the killer's wrist.
There are red vine tattoos carved under the skin.
The man's face dropped.
"Bloodthorn Totem."
"These people are the assassination team directly under the chaebol Headquarters!"
Several people nearby kept their distance.
"The Bloodthorn people dare to release a level seven nerve agent in Imperial Capital Central District?"
"Tomorrow is the Military Department hearing. They are going to start tonight. They are very anxious."
There were only three people left in the suite.
The three killers had their backs against the broken outer wall, with no way out.
One of them ripped open the breastplate, revealing the self-destruct core inside.
"Task failed."
"Detonate the core!"
The three power sources heat up at the same time.
The red reading is directly full.
Balen heard the beep and dropped the wrench.
"Brother! Don't let them explode!"
Lin Feng takes a step forward.
The three killers saw the purple and gold light approaching and were punched in the chest at the same time.
The three self-destruction cores were stuck before the explosion, and the internal structure was shattered by the fist, making it impossible to complete energy aggregation.
Before the person falls down, Lin Feng grabs one in each hand and kicks the other one at his feet.
Throw them out the door together.
"The last three."
Balen ignored the answer and rushed to dig out the power source.
"Shut down!"
"Turn off the phone quickly!"
His wrench struck in turn on three sets of breastplates.
The self-destruct prompts go out one by one.
Balen breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cutter and continued to pick out equipment.
Ten minutes later.
Ten killer corpses were piled in the hotel corridor.
All that was left on the body was the white cloth provided by the hotel.
Balen squatted in front of the equipment pile and clicked on the calculator, his fingers clicking quickly.
"Imperial Capital goods are valuable!"
"Brother, if we sell these ten sets, we can build two more space-level orbital turrets!"
Lin Feng took out the optical brain from the team leader's tattered armor.
A hit list popped up on the screen.
Lin Feng is ranked first.
Herman is ranked second.
There are several witnesses for tomorrow's hearing.
Lin Feng After reading the list, he took a photo of the corpse at the top.
"Don't sell it."
Balen looks up.
"Ah?"
Lin Feng threw the list into the center of the corridor.
"Hearing tomorrow."
"Take these to give as gifts."