Chapter 292: Headshot

Her bra.

It was just a long wavy metal strip.

There was only a metal skirt less than 30 cm long at the waist.

It was all made of gauze! The mystery was revealed! Her chest rose and fell slightly.

Her beautiful legs and shoulders were under the gauze, hazy and tempting! She also exuded natural body fragrance! Two butterflies flew in from the window and landed on her arms, overlapping each other.

The picture was too beautiful.

And the two wounds on her body.

The one on the arm was easy to deal with.

The other was a scratch from the shoulder to the chest! To deal with it... you need to undress.

Liu Di scratched his head slightly! Is my reputation as a gentleman going to be ruined? There is no way! Saving people is important! Liu Di gritted his teeth and reached out to grab Zubaier's bra... on the first floor of the room.

The door lock was opened with a click.

A slightly fat black woman, holding a bag of food, humming an unknown song, walked slowly into the house.

This is the hostess of the house, the wife of the driver Moto.

She put down the food.

The first thing she did was to come to a corner of the living room, kneel down devoutly, and worship.

In front of her was an exquisite golden portrait.

In the picture, a female saint with a veil covering her face sat on a cushion, mysterious and solemn.

Moto's wife finished praying.

She was slightly dazed looking at the portrait, and muttered to herself: "Great Zubair Saint, you are so beautiful, ordinary people like us can only look up to you."

"Look at you, beautiful and sacred, no man in the world can match you, who dares to blaspheme you, I Hanni will beat him up immediately!" Suddenly.

Moto's wife Hanni heard a noise in the bedroom upstairs! She was stunned.

Is that guy Moto back? But I didn't see his car? There are thieves! Hanni grabbed a vase from the side! Carefully went upstairs! When she came to the door of the bedroom, she was sure that there was someone in the room! Her fierce nature broke out and pushed the wooden door open in an instant! Then.

Hanni was stunned for a moment! The woman on the bed...isn't she the saint Zubair whom I respect the most? She is unconscious! That man! He is touching the saint's chest! "Ah!" Hanni's scream resounded through the sky, almost piercing people's eardrums! "You wretched pervert!" Hanni raised the vase in her hand! Bang! Crash! White dust splashed and hit Liu Di's head! Liu Di was just struggling with his mind and was not prepared! At this time, he was stunned! He turned his head blankly! There were still broken pieces of the vase falling on his head! The first new human in history to be shot in the head by a black woman! Of course.

With Liu Di's body, he would be unscathed even if he hit a thousand vases! "This lady, you should listen to my explanation..." Liu Di said blankly.

"Explain your head, take your hands off her chest!" "You pervert who blasphemes the saint!" Hanni was like crazy, constantly grabbing the objects beside her and throwing them at Liu Di! Brother Liu was constantly hit by dolls, slippers, cacti and other objects.

He retracted his arms in a daze.

My lifelong reputation.

It was ruined... snort... There was a sharp brake sound in the yard.

As soon as Moto got out of the car, he heard the movement upstairs! He ran upstairs quickly! As soon as he entered the bedroom door, he saw Mr. Liu who was constantly attacked, grinning stiffly, very embarrassed.

"Oh... My God!" Moto grabbed his hair again, "Hanni, stop it, you misunderstood!"... At this moment.

In an abandoned theater in Luanda.

Under the dim light.

A strong man sat on a huge chair in the center of the stage.

There were no audiences in the audience.

It was very quiet, and the scene was a little weird.

A silver-haired old man in a doctor's coat slowly walked onto the stage. "Sir, our attack on the African country was very successful this time. Apart from Zubaier, there is only one cyborg left in the African country!" "Hound 32 has gone to hunt down Zubaier!" "I believe that within three days, the cyborgs in the African country will be completely extinct, and we can move on to the next stop!" The tall figure on the chair laughed grimly! "The African country is really too vulnerable!" "In the future, we don't have to take such a weak country seriously!" "After finishing here, we will march into China!" "In the near future, our 'Perseus' will become a terrifying existence in the international community!" "By then, we can create our own empire!" "Become a hegemon!" Perseus! It is a powerful organization that rose in the West not long ago! Like the 'Hercules' that Liu Di destroyed before, their predecessor was an illegal transformation agency! Named after the demigod in Western mythology, it follows the Doomsday Treaty! But the scientific research level of this organization is better than that of 'Hercules'.

Mastered a powerful means of transformation.

A sudden rise, frequent attacks! And not hiding their actions, they issued a declaration of war to 14 Western countries! They want to use cyborgs to fight cyborgs! Trying to crush everything and establish their own lofty status! Extremely arrogant! Ten days ago, they traveled to the African country.

They killed the few cyborgs in the African country one after another! They are currently hunting down Zuber! Of course, many international forces have also sent people to stop their killing.

But, so far, no one has been able to stop them! The old man in the white coat looked at the door and said in a low voice: "Sir, someone came to the door. According to the intelligence, they are the International Cyborg Supervision Organization, fic!" "fic?" The strong man took a puff of cigar, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face, "fic? Those self-righteous cyborgs?" "To put it bluntly, they are nothing more than a large-scale non-governmental organization with official support and funds!" "What era is it, and you are still dreaming of being a hero!" "Hehe..." "They have a lot of manpower, and they come to die again today?" "But it's okay, destroying them will just add a milestone for us!" Bang! The door of the abandoned theater was suddenly kicked open from the outside! Two Westerners wearing special combat uniforms and a three-edged military bayonet badge on their chests rushed into the house with a dozen men in black! They saw the figures on the stage clearly, and the leading fic member shouted, "Shepherd, we caught you. Today, you can't escape! Your evil deeds are over!" "Haha..." The strong man smiled grimly, "Escape? I never thought of escaping!" Two fic members wearing special combat uniforms took a step forward! "Today, we want you to die knowingly!" "I, the fic hero group, revolver!" "I, the fic hero group, priest!"