Chapter 301 The Butcher

"General Fendi, if you do something here, you might accidentally injure civilians, right?" Major General Marco was almost middle-aged, and his face was tired from the days of running around. Especially the chin, which was always clean-shaven, was now covered with ashen stubble, looking like a down-and-out tramp, not a major general of the Federation.

Fendi spread his hands and said with an exaggerated laugh: "Major General Marco, you hid really deeply. If we hadn't started from the flow of the black ship, we would have almost fooled you. You want to smuggle in the black ship tonight Go to the surface, once you enter the surface, it will be difficult to find you. So tonight, no matter what I say, I will not let you slip away."

"As for the civilians, I think they would be willing to sacrifice for the cause of the Federation. What's more, there are no civilians here in the Black Street. What I see is either garbage or mice. Of course, you are the bigger mouse. "

Fendi turned to face Marco, pointed at him and smiled and said, "Don't move, if you're really worried about civilian casualties."

Marco sighed: "I have a reason not to be caught..."

"I knew you were not a selfless person!" Before Marco finished speaking, Fendi's figure flickered, and the short distance between him and Marco disappeared under his adjusted movement. Marco only saw a fist keep expanding in his eyes, and the major general had no chance to fight back at all, so he could only raise his arms with all his strength and put on a blocking posture.

The whole bar was shocked.

Maritans have always been sensitive to gas. The moment Fendi hit Marco, Edward clearly felt that the air in the bar was boiling almost instantly. That kind of eruption from relatively stable to sharp explosive eruption, the whole process is almost completed in the blink of an eye. So a high-pressure wind column blasted from Fendi's fist, pushing Marco straight out of the bar like a cannonball.

The pillar of wind continued to extend, blasting Ma Ke to some corner of Heijie in an instant. At this time, the air drawn by Fendi's source force began to scatter around, forming a terrifying shock wave that could break gold and rock. The air waves screamed and spread in circles, and the guests in the bar screamed and were knocked away. As for the tables, chairs, bar counter, walls and even the roof of the bar, they were continuously shattered under this terrible continuous impact.

After the wind howled, the bar was almost flattened, only some load-bearing metal brackets remained in place, but they were seriously deformed.

Edward's eyes widened.

This is the power of the general/admiral of the Federation. With one punch, everything within a hundred meters is leveled. Edward can be sure that Fendi will definitely not go all out. Perhaps to him, it was just an understatement.

Then he discovered that Old Ward was standing in front of him at some point. The old man crossed his hands,

There were several openings torn out by the wind pressure on the arm, and blood was gradually oozing from it.

Fendi glanced at the old man and said with a smile: "You are still so old and strong, Mr. Ward."

Then he waved his hands as a farewell gesture. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and touched the ground with his toes. At this time, the groans of guests sounded in the bar. Some young people who were adopted by the old Ward and possessed talents in the source force wanted to catch up with anger. The old Ward yelled: "Stop it all, do you want to die? That's Fendi, known as General who is a butcher!"

Old Ward sat down on the ground, smoking a muffled cigarette, and said, "Damn it, the bar I expanded with great difficulty was destroyed by this kid just like that, and I still can't get compensation!"

"Will that person...will die?" Edward looked out of the ruins of the bar.

The black street under the night lighted up electric fire streamers from time to time, and the ground occasionally shook violently. It was obvious that Fendi had already fought with the major general named Marco. Old Ward snorted, and said, "I wouldn't die, but I'd rather be dead if it were me."

"Four generals/admirals of the Federation, Lu Sen is a cunning and insidious old thing; Merlin is upright and upright, with a chivalrous demeanor; Sylva is the youngest, and his engraved apocalypse is known as the power closest to the origin of the universe. As for Fendi , as long as you know that his mark is a barbaric butcher, you will know what kind of person he is." Ward narrowed his eyes and said, "Some parts of that man's heart have been rotten, and his soul is full of distortions and negativity. If I had to choose, I would rather provoke the other three generals than face this guy like a mad dog."

"The one named Marco can only mourn him in silence."

As soon as the words fell, the ground shook again.

Fendi's body and face were covered with blood. Of course, not a single drop of it was his own. He stepped hard on Marco who was on the ground, and the major general almost sank into the concrete floor, coughing blood from his mouth. Fendi was all smiles, stepped on a few more feet and said: "Quickly tell me, who ordered you to do this. Don't try to deceive me. With your authority and courage, I forgive you for not daring to speak to the idiots at the Gate of Freedom." Do it. Although you did a good job, I have long wanted to shoot their asses. But I just wanted to, but you did it, so kind."

"Hey, where did I go. Well, I appreciate you, Major General Marco. You see, for your own sake, tell me who told you to do this. If you don't say anything, it's not like trampling your hands and feet. It's that simple." Fendi's eyes became crazy.

On the ground, Marco's hands and feet were twisted and deformed. But he laughed miserably: "You won't understand, none of you will understand. How can a mad dog like you know the greatness of that adult. But it's okay if you want to know, let me tell you, his name is... "

Marco's voice was getting lower and lower, and Fendi couldn't help posting it so that he could hear it clearly, and suddenly heard Marco laugh: "Let's go to hell together, bastards!"

The major general's whole body glowed with dazzling light, and a ball of fire rose from his body, and he even used the method of self-destruct. Fendi grinned, and hugged the fireball tightly with his arms wide open. From Fendi's palm, the dark red source power continuously radiates, they are poured into the fireball, and the fireball gradually shrinks as it keeps wandering.

That's why Marco's source power was annihilated.

Fendi gradually closed his hands, and finally Marco's self-destructing fireball turned into a flame in his palm. Fendi breathed out, and the last flame of source power just disappeared. But in this way, even Marco's body could not be brought back, the source force generated by the self-destruction had already separated his body.

"If you want to use this trick against me, you think too highly of yourself, major general." Fendi clapped his hands and said.

There was a continuous sound of breaking through the sky behind me, and the moon was in the middle of the sky. The silver light shone, pulling the street destroyed by Fendi out of the shadow of dilapidated buildings. Several figures and shadows overlapped. They were wearing silver and black magic armor, with a pattern of a steel fist on the chest of the armor.

That's the logo of the Iron Fist Legion.

"Marco is dead, but this matter is not over yet. Go and arrest all of Marco's relatives, friends, and everyone who has been in contact with him this year!" Fendi laughed and said: "Go on It's probably busy during this time."

He looked at the night sky, closed his ears, and made a listening expression: "Listen, the torrent of this era is already roaring, and a new era is coming. The boring days are finally over!"

This month can be said to be a worrying month for people on Babylon. The secret police of the Federation haunted the streets, and the guards of the Iron Fist Legion set up checkpoints on important roads, conducting extremely strict identity checks on people passing by. Even some nobles of the middle and lower classes have no immunity. At this moment, they are no different from civilians.

The situation in Babylon has never been more tense.

As for the surface, two more administrative districts announced to join the Gate of Freedom. Due to the death of some members of Freedom Gate in an air crash last time, and the addition of new members, this organization, which has declared itself strong against the Federation, is currently conducting elections for new members, and has no time to declare war on the Federation immediately. However, judging from the continuous build-up of ground armed forces at Freedom Gate, once their power structure stabilizes, war is inevitable.

In this tense month, Babylon ushered in March when the grass grows and the warblers fly.

This month is also an extremely important month.

Of course, its importance is only for the Bethkind and Grant families. As the situation on the floating island and the surface became increasingly tense, the federal army's demand for armaments showed a significant surge. This is a great business opportunity for any weapon manufacturer, and the two families that have said before that they will launch new Mowu products this month are facing fierce competition.

This is a war without gunpowder, but its importance is no less than a real war.

On the first weekend of March, the Bethkind and Grant families held a new product launch conference at the Venus Hotel. The two families rented the halls on the third and fourth floors of the hotel respectively, as the venue for the press conference. In order to do a good job in the press conferences of these two families, Venus Hotel also made great efforts. In addition to the elegant venue layout, they also prepared a projection curtain wall in the halls on the two floors that can synchronize the situation on the spot.

At that time, no matter which floor the guests are on, they will be able to see the new product display of another store without having to run back and forth between the exhibition halls on the upper and lower floors.

On Saturday morning, Allen got up early, and after breakfast, he left the wing tower with a suitcase. In the suitcase is a set of completed fusion matrix. As long as it is installed on the matching magic armor, it can be combined with other components to form a magic suit.

A magic flying car was waiting outside the gate of the ancient castle. After Alan and Horn met, they got on the flying car together. The speeding car went away, and was captured by a pair of eyes. Hydrick gently shook the fragrant black tea in the cup, with a faint smile on his face. r1058

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