Eunuch, do you really know these martial arts?

Then, the previously closed wall door in front of him suddenly opened a small door, a small door that he could freely enter and exit.

Seeing this, Killer was overjoyed, finally able to leave this cage-like place, even though the cage was extremely large, as big as a stadium.

But as long as one knows that they are imprisoned here, even if the space is vast, they will feel pain and distress in their heart. This feeling of imprisonment is too desperate.

At this point, the black clone, despite his reluctance, had no choice but to accept it. Fortunately, he could now leave and no longer needed to worry.

Then he looked up and stepped out of the surveillance camera's range.

He felt as if his entire body was filled with a force of freedom:

"Awesome! That's so awesome!"

"Hello, Mr. Killer."

He was greeted at the door by two soldiers in steel protective suits, for this amazing clone.

They were naturally aware of the other's strength.

He could serve as a soldier.

They had no choice but to obey the general's orders and come here to meet this person; it would be a lie to say they weren't afraid.

They also specially donned the most advanced mechs currently available on the market.

This device can significantly increase their physical protection, allowing them to withstand at least a ton of impact force and run at the speed of a cheetah.

In their view, having this mech means having the strength of a powerful warrior and the speed of a cheetah.

But now, in front of this man who has no armor whatsoever, only covering his private parts, and whose body is as strong as steel, she is utterly brittle and as fragile as paper.

The two soldiers were also apprehensive about this, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.

Killer glanced at the two of them, his eyes filled with disdain:

"Hey, where is the Golden Triangle?"

How should I get there?

"this way please."

Killer nodded and followed the two soldiers to the airport, where a fighter jet that had been waiting for a long time was already there.

The moment he saw the colossal creature before him, his murderous eyes narrowed, and he froze in shock.

I never knew there were such big things in this world!
"airplane!
"That's an airplane!"

The word "killing" was uttered offhand, referring to stealth fighter jets.

The two soldiers' lips twitched slightly. What was so surprising about this?
But the thought that the one in front of me is a clone comes to mind.

The fact that he could recognize it even though he had never seen it before is quite impressive.

The general and others in the monitoring room of the laboratory were all extremely surprised when they saw this.

They now understood one thing: this clone possessed common sense.

"Interesting. It's amazing that it can grasp common sense and have a certain amount of knowledge right after it came out. It seems that this clone is very powerful."

Unfortunately, there's only one.

The general shook his head and sighed helplessly.

He has now realized what a terrifying combination the powerful physique combined with Jiang Nian's blood is. It's just a pity that top-tier black warriors are extremely rare. Even in their own works, they are the best. Others are far inferior to him in terms of physical strength.

That's enough, though. They have many intractable enemies in the Golden Triangle, which has limited their development over the years.

Once they are dealt with, none of this will be a problem anymore.

"Mr. Killer, please."

A soldier pointed to the passenger seat.

Killer nodded without further hesitation. Since an agreement had already been reached, it didn't matter whether the other party was willing to show up or not. As long as he completed the task for the other party and provided him with the corresponding conditions, that was enough.

Moreover, we no longer care about agreements or not.

The appearance of this fighter jet has fueled a passion for killing.

He really likes these things; it's like being in nature. He's especially fascinated by the technological feel of them.

At this moment, Killer was extremely excited. Without saying a word, he leaped up ten meters high and landed smoothly and accurately in the passenger seat.

boom!
Inside the cockpit, Killer looked around at the surroundings, feeling pleased. He looked at the pilot in front of him, called out, and smiled calmly:
"Let's go, let's go."

The latter nodded. Although he knew the person behind him was terrifying, he didn't take him seriously. After all, it was just a clone. As long as he delivered the person, the rest was none of his business.

The driver then immediately took action, pressing a button. The cockpit automatically shut down, and the engine was started.

With a thunderous roar, the pilot pulled up, causing the fighter jet to explode at an incredibly terrifying speed without any pause, with remarkably significant results.

In the blink of an eye, the fighter jet had disappeared from everyone's sight, not even its tail could be seen.

Because this fighter jet flies at speeds several times the speed of sound, reaching speeds close to supersonic speeds, it is naturally terrifying.

Sitting in the cockpit, Killer looked at the scenery rushing past and was dumbfounded, his eyes filled with shock and lingering fear.
Fortunately, I didn't confront them head-on, otherwise I probably would have been the one who died.

At this moment, Killer truly realized how terrifying the person controlling him was, capable of constructing such a terrifying fighter jet—what kind of wisdom was that?
At least he was certain that he didn't have that kind of intelligence, talent, or wisdom. Being cautious was enough to convince him.

At this moment, Killer's previously hesitant gaze suddenly became firm. He made up his mind to devote all his strength to completing the mission for those mysterious people and then cooperate with them.

The Golden Triangle is a lawless and chaotic area.

Gambling, red-light districts, and killings are ever-present; death is commonplace here, and corpses are everywhere.

Even here, a child who hasn't even started elementary school will only glance at a corpse on the road and then ignore it; some children will even drag a skull around on the road and kick it around like a ball, showing no respect whatsoever.

Because they were already used to it.

These deaths were a daily occurrence in their lives.

At that moment, accompanied by bursts of ear-piercing gunfire, the two units here suddenly started fighting.

They belong to different countries, each serving their own master, with their own missions and determinations, and are determined to invade each other's territories.

So the fighting is now fierce, and even tanks have entered the battlefield.

Each blast of artillery fire obliterated a building, reducing it to rubble. The battle was incredibly brutal, with severed limbs and skeletal remains scattered everywhere. Severed arms, hands, and thighs were particularly common, and blood stained the land crimson. Yet, less than twenty meters from this fighting zone lay a residential area.

Many residents even lay prone at the alley entrance, watching the battle 20 meters away, as if there was a protective barrier around them, when in reality they were already used to it.

Even when the fighting reaches a point that everyone subconsciously recognizes, such as 5 pm, which is like the end of the workday, everyone will consciously stop attacking. Then the soldiers on both sides will go to the houses of the residents on the side of the road to eat, and then return to fight. As for the fallen comrades, they are simply abandoned.

This so-called "going back to their own homes" is simply that they can just find any place to eat. This is their daily routine, as well as the daily routine of the surrounding residents. Everyone is used to it.

Just as everyone was fiercely exchanging fire, a sudden, ear-piercing roar rang out, and everyone couldn't help but look up.

A brand-new fighter jet, gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight and exuding a futuristic, sci-fi feel, arrived in the blink of an eye.

Its speed was so fast that it was like a beam of light shooting straight through, and the resulting roar was extremely impressive.

Everyone stared in awe at that spot in the sky.

With a piercing whoosh, the fighter jet flew over their heads and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had ever happened.

After the fighter jets disappeared, the two groups of people and the nearby residential area returned to normal. However, the two groups suddenly felt a terrifying pressure descend from the sky, leaving everyone puzzled.

Before they could react, they saw a black dot rapidly enlarging in the once clear sky, and it was falling in the very center of their battle.

"what?"

The leaders of both sides were terrified.

When have they ever seen anything like this?
Could it be a missile?
Suddenly, the leaders on both sides panicked and their faces changed drastically. They hurriedly shouted:
"Get down! Get down!"

At this moment, considering that black dot and its extremely terrifying falling speed...

They had no way to escape; the only option was to lie down.

Because when the heat generated by the explosion spreads outwards, most of it will reach about ten centimeters above the ground.

A zone within 10 centimeters of ground level is considered relatively safe.

If we're lucky, the missile explosion will create a safe zone within ten centimeters of the ground surface, while the area above it will be a high-temperature zone where anyone who touches it will be instantly melted.

So lying down became their only option.

As the two leaders shouted, everyone immediately lay down on the ground, not daring to breathe. Everyone stared intently at the central area, trying to see what kind of missile it was and whether it would kill them all in one fell swoop.

Because some missiles are so powerful and terrifying, there is absolutely no chance of escape.

Its coverage area is extremely wide; it can completely cover even when lying on the ground, making it an incredibly powerful super missile.

Everyone held their breath, hoping it was just an ordinary missile.

In the blink of an eye, the black dot had fallen to the ground.
"Rumble"

With a loud bang, a large crater was seen to have been blown open in the center.

But the explosion they had anticipated never occurred.

Everyone was filled with one question:
Could this be a dud?

Both leaders looked curiously towards the center, wanting to know what was going on.

As the dust settled and the smoke cleared, a black man wearing only shorts, covering his private parts, stood indifferently in the center of the crater several meters deep.

But what's really strange is that...

His skin was black.

However, his appearance is somewhat similar to that of people from the East.

What's even more interesting is this black man.

His skin shone with a metallic sheen under the sunlight, giving it a very textured feel that amazed everyone.

This was the first time they had ever seen skin like this. It was so strange; were they dreaming?
How can someone look like that?
Wait, did this person just fall from the sky?
And it was completely undamaged after hitting the ground?
In an instant, the same thought crossed everyone's mind. They stared incredulously at the carnage in the center, feeling as if their worldview had been shattered.

Is that human being?
Because the concept of Superman doesn't exist in their minds.

So naturally, I didn't think of that place.

They felt as if their understanding of the world had been shattered.

Facing the two groups of people in front of him, Killer glanced at them without any interest, his eyes full of disdain and contempt. Seeing their disheveled appearance only made Killer find it more laughable.
What a bunch of idiots! It's just a war, and they've turned it into this mess.

He scoffed at the killing.

If it were him, a pistol would be enough to end the current battle.

Because he can easily hit the target every time, every time.

Moreover, the attack speed is extremely fast, and at least ten to twenty shots can be fired in an instant.

Each of these two groups only had four or five hundred people, totaling less than a thousand. With such a small number of people, all they needed was a rifle or a machine gun.

He can end a battle in an instant, without expending much effort.

Therefore, he had no interest in this at all and walked straight from the center of the fighting area towards the nearby residential area.

"Where are the people of Great Xia?"

With a puzzled expression, Killer entered the residential area.

Everyone stared at him with curiosity, their eyes filled with fear, especially the children around them, who were all trembling with fear after seeing him fall from the sky.

Although they love rare things, they especially adore animals that are not yet fully developed.

But that doesn't mean they can't see that killing is a terrible thing.

So when the children saw the killings entering the residential area, their fear could no longer be suppressed, and they burst into tears.

The parents who were taking care of them were terrified when they saw this scene. They quickly covered their children's mouths and looked at Shalu with fear and pleading eyes, hoping that Shalu would not be angry and would not kill them.

Fortunately, the current killings are no longer interested in killing people.

His only interest now is completing the mission and then cooperating with those mysterious people.

"Hey, where are the people from Great Xia?"

The killer spoke directly, addressing the mother of the trembling child. (End of Chapter)