Alien paradise

"Just sign your name? How will I pay you?" Fleur seriously considered this question.

"I have my own method for this, so you don't have to worry about it." Chaoyang quickly urged, "Hurry up, no one knows what is going on in the main tower now, and the more angels are wasted, the more danger they will face."

The three of them signed their names without further fuss.

After all, in their view, this kind of contract is just a piece of paper with no binding force. They will not suffer any loss if they sign it, but the powerful weapon in front of them is real.

When Chaoyang put the papers in his arms, they instantly turned into a wisp of smoke.

The contract was established.

After the three of them moved their weapons in various places, they immediately prepared to head towards the castle gate.

"Aren't you coming with us?" Bran asked.

"I will follow after ensuring that the escape route is clear, you go first."

"Okay, then may I ask, have you ever seen an angel named Elodie?"

"The short one? I have an impression." Chaoyang said in a deliberately vague tone, "Unfortunately, I am not an angel. Only people of the same kind are eligible to participate in their gatherings."

"Thank you." Bran nodded and left with the two of them.

After watching them enter the castle, Chaoyang drove the car back to the side of the castle. After confirming that there were no traces of living people around, he disappeared directly.

Then Chaoyang concentrated again and began to carve another thing.

A vehicle that can help him fly over the outer walls of the castle and directly into the open-air area of ​​the atrium.

…

"It turns out that what the boss said before that there are other angels in the world is true." Bran walked at the front with a continuous spray gun, "Why didn't she just tell us that she came here to meet other angels? Use the good old man who funded us as a shield."

"I believe Elodie, she must have her own reasons." Hill stayed at the end of the team, sandwiching the weaker Fleur in the middle, "Or is it that the person she really likes is actually an angel? "

"I think both of you think too much." Fleur curled her lips, "Haven't you noticed yet? In fact, the boss doesn't like to socialize at all. She just thinks this matter is not important and is too lazy to talk about it."

"Actually, it doesn't matter what it is. I do think the man I saw just now is a bit strange." Hill changed the subject.

"Indeed," Bran agreed. "To be a guest in such a luxurious manor, you only need to drive a military jeep, but it also carries a large number of dangerous firearms! If a real monster hadn't appeared in this damn place, I would definitely have He was treated like a terrorist."

"But he saved our lives. From this point of view, he is by no means a bad person." Fleur defended her. "There are very few people in this world who are willing to take risks for strangers."

"What I'm talking about is not this, but his voice." Hill said with a somewhat puzzled expression, "I always feel like I heard it in the base."

"Is this your illusion? The only Asian among us is Miss Qing."

"It's not a member of the Skeleton Hand, but I heard it from Elodie's phone." Hill shook his head, "She was on the phone outside the base that day, and I happened to pass behind her..."

"It would be better if this is the case. It means he really knows our boss. Concentrate, we are about to enter the lobby." Bran said as he pushed open the half-open solid wood door, and a strong smell of blood suddenly hit his nostrils. Come.

"It's so miserable..." Fleur murmured.

The other two people also felt the same way. There were seven or eight bodies lying in the lobby with their bodies cut in half. Some people had not died immediately when they were cut open. The long trail of blood behind them proved how much they wanted to live. . The still slightly warm blood slowly spread along the gaps between the stone slabs, outlining rows of red grids for the area decorated with marble slabs.

"These people are hopeless. Let's move on." Bran said calmly.

As a person born in the slums and a member of the Skeleton Hand's action team, he was accustomed to such scenes of flesh and blood flying around. That is to say, the blood and minced meat are in sharp contrast to the gorgeously decorated hotel-style lobby, which is more likely to cause visual shock. If these things were placed in the streets of the lower city where sewage flows, they would not attract much attention at all.

After passing through the lobby, there is a large indoor sports field next to it. There are still many bloody footprints on the floor. It can be seen that a considerable number of survivors in the lobby fled this way.

"Shh." Bran made a silencing gesture.

I saw two monsters stationed on the basketball court. They faced away from the lobby and moved forward slowly, as if they wanted to join the large army.

Bran obviously wouldn't miss this opportunity.

He was in a hurry to get to the main building, so he didn't have time to slowly entangle with the enemy. After throwing the shotgun in his hand to Fleur, he took off the barrel of the flamethrower gun from his back, then fell to the ground, and used the marked lying position to pull the trigger on the two monsters.

The viscous oily fuel spurted out of the barrel and turned into a ball of orange-red flames the moment it came into contact with the air! When it hits the target, the monster's whole body is immediately lit, as if it has turned into a moving pillar of fire!

Bran did the same thing with another target.

The monster then turned around and wanted to get closer to the three of them, but the flames burned very quickly. The remaining clothes on their bodies were burned to the ground in an instant, and then the skin began to carbonize and fall off, followed by the fat. and muscles. After taking a few steps, their legs completely lost their support and broke with a bang.

"This thing feels really good." He whistled softly, "I don't know which country it is a product of."

Putting away their weapons, the three of them continued to move forward. After passing through the sports field, they came to a huge atrium garden. Looking over the eaves, the tall main tower seemed not far away from them.

But the problem is that there are many more monsters staying here. Behind the rockery, in the shade of trees, by the pool... you can see swaying black strips of cloth everywhere, and conservatively there are more than fifteen of them.

Moreover, the environment here is relatively complex, with flammable objects everywhere, and flame launchers are not suitable for fighting here - even if the enemy is eliminated, if a fire breaks out and burns down the castle, ten skeleton hands will not be enough to compensate.

"You can only do it hard." Bran waved his hand behind him, "Hill!"

"Leave it to me." The latter skillfully opened the RPG safety pin and fired a high-explosive grenade at the three monsters behind the rockery. In an instant, the ground in the courtyard shook, the rockery was blown to pieces, and the potted plant monster next to it was also blown to pieces!

The explosion was like thunder, immediately attracting the attention of all enemies.

They no longer blindly approached the main tower, but turned around and walked slowly towards Bran and others.

Bran and Fleur also took advantage of this opportunity to set up their machine guns and fired fiercely at the monster!

For a moment, the atrium garden seemed to explode!

Suddenly, Bran heard a series of strange trembling sounds in the gap between machine gun fire, which was a bit like the noise made by a rotor stirring the air.

"This is... a helicopter?" He released the trigger and looked up at the horizon.

Could it be that the police from M City have arrived?

However, the result surprised Bran - what caught his eyes was a flying tricycle!

Not to mention helicopters, even the classic helicopters from a hundred years ago were larger and more complex than this! It's not so much a plane as it is a cheap three-wheeled motorcycle with a propeller stuck on it.

What surprised him even more was that the person sitting in the car was none other than the young man who had lent them the weapon before!