The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 273: Crazy Behavior (Six Thousand)
Walking in the dark, Simpson is looking for his prey.

But soon, Simpson realized something was wrong.

Why does it feel so quiet tonight?

Just as Simpson was thinking about these things, he saw a team of five people appear on the street in front of him.

He immediately turned his head, only to see a small team appearing at his retreat route.

But after seeing these people, Simpson was not afraid, but became excited.

Phase III experimental subject!
This is what I need most right now!

However, I need to treat the two teams with caution.

The two teams received orders to capture the suspects alive, so they did not carry any lethal weapons.

They rushed towards Simpson quickly, with Tasers in their hands.

Non-lethal weapons are still available.

In addition to Tasers, they also carried rifles, but they were loaded with rubber bullets.

But don’t think this thing is bad just because it’s called rubber bullet.

Most people wouldn't be able to withstand being hit by this thing.

You won’t die, but it will hurt like hell.

Simpson didn't say a word and started climbing towards the roof by stepping on the wall next to him.

He is not a fool and knows how to create an environment that is beneficial to him.

Xiu Nuo, who was watching this scene from a tall building, threw a mobile phone to Jia Yu.

"Are you going to call Patch and the others to watch the superhuman war together?" Jia Yu asked curiously.

Xiu Nuo laughed: "No, you are a top student, I am a legal illegal immigrant, we are all good people. Now we see ten people with weapons chasing one person, as good people, what should we do?"

Jia Yu was silent for a moment, then said seriously: "We have to call the police!"

"Then do it. We need the police to bring justice to poor Simpson. Damn it, this is a country ruled by law, how can there be lynching!"

On the other side, after Simpson climbed onto a roof, a phase three experimental subject soon climbed up first.

But Simpson did not leave. Instead, he pounced forward and stabbed out with the dagger in his hand.

The third-phase experimental subject raised his hand to block, and the dagger pierced his palm, but the force did not stop, but pierced into his neck.

Simpson leaned over and took a deep breath, then immediately ran backwards.

During this time, two third-phase experimental subjects caught up with them and directly activated the Taser guns.

The gun needle pierced into Simpson's body, but it had no effect on him at all.

Even when someone took out a rubber bullet and shot it at Simpson, he acted like nothing happened.

Soon, Simpson jumped from the roof into an alley, and the remaining three-phase fighters immediately followed him.

However, the two third-phase warriors who had just landed were ambushed by Simpson. One of them had his neck broken on the spot before he could even struggle. The other one grabbed Simpson from behind, and just when the others were about to catch up, this guy was thrown away by Simpson's back.

Looking at the images transmitted back from several screens in front of him, Bolick's expression was solemn.

He had already seen that the "perfect warrior" like the third-phase experimental subject was no match for Simpson.

Fortunately, I sent two teams together.

Berlik has issued new orders: "Use nets."

One of the three experimental subjects immediately replaced the transmitter, and just as Simpson was about to rush out of the alley, gunshots rang out again behind him.

He turned around suddenly and saw a large net flying towards him.

Simpson waved the dagger in his hand, and the big net was cut open by him.

Not only that, all the remaining people fired Tasers at Simpson.

Simpson's body was instantly filled with gunshot needles.

The electric current made his whole body tremble.

That’s not all. Two third-phase experimental subjects have already come to his side. They pulled out their electric batons at the same time, and with a crackling sound, the electric batons poked Simpson’s body.

That’s not all. Another big net fell. Simpson endured the discomfort and kicked away the two people around him, then prepared to repeat the same trick.

But when the knife was cut, arcs of electricity flashed on the net.

Simpson shuddered again.

And the net had already trapped him.

Seeing this scene, Jia Yu couldn't help but ask; "What is this guy hiding? He didn't have this much fighting power before. Is there no medicine left?"

"No." Xiu Nuo said slowly: "He is hungry."

A group of Phase 3 test subjects rushed over, and just when they thought they had caught Simpson, this guy suddenly seemed to be unaffected by the electric net. The dagger cut through the net again, and then his body suddenly fell on a Phase 3 test subject.

But this time he didn't break the guy's neck directly. Instead, he bit his neck. After a fierce bite, the guy kicked the third-stage warrior out.

After this guy knocked down several people, Simpson retreated instead of advancing. With the help of the narrow terrain of the alley, he only had to deal with three third-stage fighters at a time.

The remaining person will be blocked behind by his teammates and can only be shot at with rubber bullets.

But Simpson was like a gecko, and the walls on both sides of the alley became his leverage points.

Although it cannot be said that he can kill people every time, these three phases cannot catch him at all.

Bolick frowned. Every time in the camera screen, he captured Simpson's afterimage. Various muffled groans continued to be heard, as well as the sounds of broken bones and bodies hitting the wall, but none of them came from Simpson.

Instead, they all came from his own third-term team members.

Berlik was very surprised by this result.

The fourth-stage perfect body does not have this kind of combat power. In a pure melee without lethal weapons, it would be very difficult for the fourth-stage perfect body to deal with three third-stage bodies at the same time.

This is true even if there is terrain cover.

But now this experimental subject No. 1 of the fifth phase is fighting against eight people alone.

Even Bolick had this feeling, this guy's movements were still very smooth.

As the perspectives of the ground appeared one after another, at this moment, Bolick had already understood that what Morris said was true!
This guy has the ability to absolutely crush the third-phase experimental subjects!
"Retreat!" Berlik gave the order decisively.

At this point, the capture team had already lost a squad.

The reason why Berlick gave this order was that just now, two phase three experimental subjects controlled Simpson's arms, but Simpson easily resolved the power of the two people, and the two phase three experimental subjects collided violently with each other.

There is no point in fighting any further. The cost of the Phase III experimental subjects is not cheap. It is completely impossible to capture the opponent now, so there is no reason to continue wasting time.

But they wanted to leave, and Simpson wasn't going to let his feast go just like that.

So, he pounced on it.

Bolick clenched his fists slightly. Within five seconds of him giving the order to retreat, he had lost another 10 million US dollars!
Even Simpson didn't intend to stop there.

He rushed forward again, his hands, legs, teeth and head were all his weapons!

Simpson didn't want to kill people directly, but he needed to make these guys incapable of fighting before enjoying a feast.

These experimental subjects are his most delicious food.

Finally, when the last experimental subject was pinched by Simpson's neck, there were only a few third-phase experimental subjects left in the alley who were still breathing but obviously had broken bones and could no longer stand up.

Just as Simpson was about to start his meal, the alarm rang again.

Policemen appeared at the entrance of the alley, and what worried Simpson was that these guys were holding rifles!

Why would the police just come with rifles!
And there was not just one. Simpson immediately used what he had in his hands as a meat shield, but the bullets from the rifle passed through these people's bodies and hit Simpson!
Simpson retreated again and again, and finally rushed out from another alley after bleeding a lot, dragging two corpses with him when he retreated.

When five or six policemen chased out with rifles, they saw that the two guys Simpson had dragged away had big holes in their chests and their hearts were missing.

"God, Jeff, what did we just encounter?" A police officer's eyes were full of fear.

The police officer named Jeff was also sweating: "I don't know, but let's take a look at those people first."

The police began to check the Phase III experimental subjects that had fallen to the ground.

Only two of them were still breathing.

But they all had bite wounds on their bodies.

The officers began to check the men's injuries, report the situation, and call for backup and rescuers.

But at this moment, at the entrance of the alley, Simpson's blood had begun to change.

Soon, the blood turned into black clots.

There was some demonic energy in the alley, which was now all sucked in by the police officers.

Bolick's face turned black: "Where are the police?"

"We monitored the PPD, and someone called the police saying they saw seven or eight guys with rifles in the city, and they were committing a crime."

"Who called the police?"

"A nearby resident, the phone number is fine, he was born and raised in Phoenix, he must have called the police after seeing us chasing Simpson."

Bolick nodded and said, "There are still two survivors. Go over there and get them. Bring back the bodies of the others as well."

"Yes."

Bolick returned to his seat, opened a document and began to fill it out.

"Update of Phase 5 Experimental Data"

Obviously, Simpson's strength shocked Berlick at this time.

Among these experimental subjects, even the most destructive Phase II was not as outrageous as Simpson in Bolick's opinion.

Just from the images sent back from the third phase, this guy's fighting power has far surpassed the fourth phase's perfect body.

It seems that Morris was not lying, he is no match for Simpson.

However, Morris is still alive, so there is still a chance. The fifth-phase experimental subject is still a human being after all, and he is still afraid of thermal weapons.

At this time, Simpson ran to a black area, broke into a shack, and crushed the owner's head before he could react.

Simpson just lay on the unlucky guy's bed, then took out a scarlet thing and started chewing it.

With every bite, Simpson felt a force entering his body, just like when he killed those guys just now!
Yes, that’s the feeling. I’d better have more!

At this time, several black people outside were looking at the blood on the ground and frowning at each other. One guy said, "Hey, no meat, this thing seems to be moving."

"Are you high? I told you to stop sucking." The black man next to him was suddenly stunned: "Oh, fuck! It's really moving!"

The blood turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had solidified, but the solidification speed was completely different from the normal speed.

And a wisp of evil spirit had already penetrated into the nostrils of the two black men.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" The three black men in front turned around and looked at their companions.

But the two of them were in a daze.

A guy came up to me with dissatisfaction: "Hey! I'm talking to you!"

The two men raised their heads, and one of them looked at the arrogant black man and said, "No meat, you still have goods, don't you?"

The guy's eyes widened: "Hou Lixie! Are you crazy? Do you want to kill yourself?"

But the black man didn't say a word, he just pulled out his gun and shot the guy.

Then he walked over expressionlessly and took out a bag of white powder from his pocket. He looked at the others and said indifferently, "We've had enough of him, haven't we?"

The other two obviously hadn't reacted yet, one of them covered his head: "Oh, fuck! What did you do! You killed him! You fucking killed him!!"

There was a bang.

The black man who was yelling fell to the ground, and the black man who fired the gun said dissatisfiedly: "I hate people scolding me."

The last black man turned around and ran away!
But he was also knocked down by two shots.

His body was still twitching when he fell to the ground.

The first black man came over, looked at the last guy, and said, "How do we divide it?"

The two men looked at each other, and just when they were about to take action, a figure suddenly rushed out of the room!
The figure disarmed them instantly and then grabbed the two men's necks.

He looked at the guy who shot and killed someone with some surprise, his eyes full of shock: "You seem to smell better!"

After dealing with these two guys, Simpson immediately changed his hiding place.

He felt the power in his body and his lips curled up.

But he has calmed down now.

"Those two black guys weren't experimental subjects, so why do they also have the effects of experimental subjects? No... they don't have such pure power, but they have a feeling of complementing myself."

Thinking of this, Simpson recalled everything that had just happened. Then, he raised his hands and said slowly, "Because of my blood?"

"Yes! It must be like this, just like those people experimented on me." Simpson said excitedly; "I can gain that wonderful power by killing people and devouring their flesh and blood, and the same goes for those infected by me! If this is the case, I don't even have to take the risk of getting those potions!"

"In that case, the first thing to do is to heal your own injuries."

Simpson looked towards his abdomen and saw that the previous wound had now scabbed over.

Self-healing ability?

Elsewhere, Jia Yu touched his glasses: "Boss"

Xiu Nuo waved his hand and removed the Eagle Eye spell from Jia Yu.

"what happened?"

"Where does that guy get his healing ability?" Jia Yu asked in confusion.

"He didn't practice any cultivation techniques." Xiu Nuo said calmly, "But the power still exists in his body. He can't improve his cultivation, so the power is wasted in places like this."

Jia Yu was stunned: "Doesn't that mean it's better not to practice?"

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "Do you know how to use a lighter to keep warm?"

"what?"

"His current situation is like being in a snowy day with a warm house nearby, but he doesn't go in, but takes out a lighter to keep himself warm."

"I probably understand."

Jia Yu looked over and asked in confusion, "Where are the others?"

Xiunuo pointed in a direction and said, "Go over there."

"Want to chase after him and take a look, boss?"

"That's not necessary." Xiunuo said, "Do you still remember the map of Phoenix?"

When Jia Yu heard this, he closed his eyes and thought for a while, then he pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "This guy is quite smart. Boss, let's drink bottled water next."

"Don't worry, it won't affect you."

"No, I'm just plain disgusted."

At this time, at the underground base No. 4 at Luke Air Force Base.

A white man in a suit sat opposite Robin.

He didn't waste any words, but took out his tablet and played the previous footage.

After seeing this, Robin pretended to be surprised and asked, "Did you go catch him?"

"Yes."

"Oh damn! Didn't I tell you that the third-stage test subject is no match for him?"

"But it can have some impact on him, and this guy is afraid of hot weapons." The guy said: "Let me introduce myself, the director of Base No. 4, you can call me Bob."

Robin looked at the white elite and said, "So, Director Bob, you believe me now, right? If you had believed me earlier, perhaps so many people wouldn't have died."

"Yes, eighty million dollar lesson, two of them survived, we are trying to get them back."

"So what did you come to me for?"

"Base No. 4 is a transit station and training base. We don't conduct experiments here." Bob said, "By the way, this is also to protect the safety of this base. So this base has ten third-phase teams. We are responsible for conducting experiments and training them to drive various equipment and use weapons."

Robin raised an eyebrow, "Including fighter jets."

“Including fighter jets.”

"The F35 is not cheap."

Bob said nonchalantly: "That's why we chose this place. We have a simulator."

Robin asked in confusion, "To be honest, although the combat effectiveness of the third-stage soldiers is strong enough, I am a soldier. I know that what is needed on the battlefield is not personal quality, but flexibility. The third-stage soldiers are obviously failures. Fourth-stage soldiers like me are what the army needs. Why do there seem to be so many third-stage soldiers? Don't you realize that they are actually failures?"

"Of course." Bob said nonchalantly, "Of course we know this. But do you know your own worth? The cost of you alone is enough to build three Phase III teams. Even so, the success rate is pitifully low. If you count those that failed, the price of a Phase IV perfect experiment is even higher."

"Then you are still training. Oh." Robin suddenly said, "The purpose of the third phase is not here!"

"That's right." Bob nodded. "Their roles are not soldiers, but bodyguards, bodyguards who can't dodge bullets."

"I think the Secret Service can do this too," Robin said.

"The Secret Service only protects politicians, not businessmen."

Robin's eyes widened: "He" had just said one word when Robin immediately changed his words: "Are we commodities?"

"Phase IV is certainly not a commodity." Bob said calmly; "You are the sharp sword of this country, but research and development requires a lot of money. You also know who holds the money in our country, and their prices are not cheap. It is not easy to get those people on Wall Street to pay. They only want to make money and don't care about the country. At the critical moment, the control of Phase III has always been in our hands."

Robin's pupils shrank.

But it’s okay, at least I have one more direction.

"So back to the previous topic." Robin asked, "You didn't see me before, why are you seeing me now?"

"We need to capture Phase 1 Experiment No. ." Bob said, "But we can't do this with just Phase fighters. You are Phase perfect experiment Morris, and we need you to lead the team."

Robin's heart moved, but he immediately shook his head and said, "I am no match for him."

"There are many of us."

"There are quite a few people at Base No. 3 as well."

"But there's no one in charge, right?"

"This"

"The experimental subjects at Base No. 4 have all undergone professional training. They are not ordinary third-stage fighters from other bases."

Robin pointed at the tablet and said, "I don't think this is a human issue. If you don't want to kill him, catching him alive will only result in more US dollars being lost."

"Of course I know." Bob said, taking out a bottle of potion: "The application has been approved, you can use this."

Robin saw the lavender potion with doubt in his eyes.

"The fifth-stage potion has not been used on the fourth-stage test subjects yet, because when used on the third-stage test subjects, they will become as violent and irrational as the second-stage test subjects. But we speculate that this is because the third-stage test subjects do not have much rationality to begin with."

"The fifth-phase drug has been used in three experiments on basic test subjects, and two of them have been successful."

"What about the failures?" Robin asked immediately.

"Similar to the situation of the second phase, it has been eliminated. Therefore, the side effects of the fifth phase potion are probably affecting the mental aspect. I believe that as a fourth phase perfect experimental subject, the lieutenant should have no problem."

Robin panicked: "You came to this conclusion after only three cases? And one of them failed!"

"If the cost of Phase IV is not too high," Bob said calmly, "and you seem to have been missing for a while, right? It may help you solve the problem."

Robin was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath: "I don't think I have a choice."

"Yes."

"Then what are you discussing with me?"

“We are a democracy.”

"Heh." Robin shook his head: "Since we have no choice, let's get started."

Soon, Robin was tied up and sent to the operating table, and then the medicine was injected into his body.

The moment the potion entered his body, Robin realized something was wrong.

A feeling of violence, confusion, and unwillingness began to fill his mind.

Robin suppressed his chaotic emotions until he saw a person appear beside him.

Maurice Adam.

At this moment, Morris was looking at Robin with a sneer: "Oh, my dear detective, have you not realized how stupid you are yet?"

(End of this chapter)