My Cell Game

Industrial park.

Luo Chenghong was leading his men and drove his car to patrol the sparsely populated highway.

In line with the principle of taking care of the cell online factory, Luo Chenghong chose the route that has passed the factory the most, and each time he patrols one back and forth, he can pass four times.

"Captain Luo, this patrol is over, let everyone rest for a while. After sitting in the car for a day, everyone is going to be bored." The driver asked toward the co-pilot.

Luo Chenghong in the co-pilot raised his hand and glanced at his watch. It was just after midnight, and there were only more than four hours left before the patrol at five in the morning.

"Let everyone endure it again. For more than four hours, just for a while. When this patrol is over, I invite everyone to eat supper." Luo Chenghong said.

He remembered that the last time the factory was attacked was around one or two in the morning. At this time, the night was quiet and everyone was getting sleepy. It was indeed a good time for the attack.

In the spirit of doing good things to the end and sending the Buddha to the west, Luo Chenghong still asked everyone to bear with him. If something happens during the break at this time, it will be troublesome. It's okay to patrol, if there is anything I can drive there as soon as possible.

I don't know how many times I passed the cell online factory. From the outside, there was a roar of normal equipment in the factory, and there was no sign of a deadpool attack.

Luo Chenghong breathed a sigh of relief, lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and glanced out the window inadvertently.

"Huh?" At this glance, Luo Chenghong suddenly sat up from the backrest.

On the quiet road outside the car window, under a street lamp, a man in a black windbreaker, hat, and head was standing at some point.

"Team Luo, what's the matter?" asked the next few players.

"There is a person there." Luo Chenghong pointed to the back. The car was fast, and with the skill of speaking, the car drove far away, leaving only a vague figure.

"Someone?" The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, "Oh, this is probably a person from the industrial park. There are too few bus stops here. I came here once and walked for a long time to find the bus stop. This person is probably Looking for a bus stop."

"Everyone cheer up and be vigilant." Luo Chenghong pinched out the cigarette holder and greeted his hands.

Invisibly, a tense atmosphere filled the compartment.

When the patrol car passed another lap, the man in the black windbreaker was still there, and Luo Chenghong's heart was slightly relieved. Still in place, is it really waiting for the car or waiting for someone? Many workers who are off work nearby put on a windbreaker to keep out the wind. Isn't it a little fussing?

Jiang Zuo under the street lamp glanced at the patrolling CDC vehicle, and he was secretly relieved. Didn't it mean that the Center for Disease Control and Prevention did not come here? How come two patrol cars have passed in only 20 minutes. The efficiency of this patrol is too high.

Fortunately, the other party didn't get out of the car to check on him. If he was really interrogated by the CDC, he really didn't know what to do.

Not long after the patrol car left, a white van quickly drove towards the factory. Jiang Zuo's heart was shocked, and this van gave him a sense of danger.

Sure enough, the van squeaked and slowed down outside the side door of the factory. A scarlet blood shadow was pushed down from the car, and the van slammed on the gas pedal and galloped away.

The scarlet blood shadow struggled on the ground for a while, then slowly stood up.

Blood Shadow is a deadpool. The bloodthirsty instinct made it turn its head to look in the direction of the factory, with sharp teeth at the corners of its mouth, and with a low growl, walk towards the side door of the factory.

At this moment, the factory is full of goods to be shipped, and hundreds of workers are working overtime in the workshop.

This deadpool is considered to be a defective product of evolutionary failure. It can only hit 170 luns at most. It can be regarded as stuck between the 1st advanced and the 2nd early, and it can barely be called the "2nd deadpool". If it weren't for this, the group of people in Shengren Treatment Hospital would not be willing to waste a Level 2 Deadpool attacking a small factory.

Although it is a defective product of evolutionary failure, this deadpool is still much stronger than the last level 1 deadpool. Allowing such a deadpool to rush into the factory, even if the patrol car will pass by in ten minutes, these ten minutes are enough for Deadpool to cause great damage.

Before it took two steps, a black figure suddenly stood in front of it.

Deadpool looked up and saw a face wearing a clown mask.

"Roar!" Deadpool growled low, baring his fangs at the clown.

Behind the clown mask, Jiang Zuo entered a state of battle, releasing the aura of the judge.

Deadpool naturally noticed this breath, but Jiang Zuo's level was obviously lower than that of Deadpool. Deadpool showed no signs of fear, but instead provoked Jiang Zuo.

During the confrontation, Dead Servant sparred to the side, and it warned Jiang Zuo with a low growl not to block its way.

Deadpool doesn't want to entangle with Jiang Zuo, it should be said that it doesn't want to entangle with people who can hit it.

Rather than fighting with the judge, it prefers to slaughter unarmed people. Obviously, in the factory behind Jiang Zuo, there were many targets of slaughter.

"Level 2 Deadpool, no, it's not level 2, so you dare not put me in your eyes?" Jiang Zuo coldly snorted behind the mask and stepped to the left, once again blocking the way of Deadpool.

"Roar!!!"

After being blocked one after another, Deadpool finally got angry, and it roared with murderous intent. It didn't want to detour because it was afraid of the clown, but it just didn't want to waste time. Since the clown in front of him is so ignorant to promote it, it doesn't mind destroying the clown first.

Suddenly, Deadpool punched Jiang Zuo.

Although it looks like from the outside, Deadpool walks swayingly, but when it comes to punching his life, Deadpool is not weak at all. With this punch, he hits at least 130 luns.

The judge was born to deal with Deadpool, so the levels of the two are common. Jiang Zuo is a Level 1 Intermediate Judge. He doesn't need assassin, and he can only hit 120 luns at the limit. It's no wonder that Deadpool didn't pay attention to Jiang Zuo.

Because of the first actual match, Jiang Zuo's understanding of strength is still in the data, and he has not intuitively felt it. He took a deep breath, clenched his fist, snorted, and slammed his head towards Deadpool.

The two punches collided, Jiang Zuo's fist was 90 luns, which was also the strength he could hit on a regular basis, 40 luns lower than that of Deadpool.

Just the strength of these 40 luns gave Jiang Zuo a sense of what a gap is.

"boom!"

With a muffled noise, Jiang Zuo flew out, rolling a few laps on the concrete road before stopping.

"True Nyima's pain!" Jiang Zuo sucked air-conditioning behind the mask. With a gap of 40 luns, he almost broke his hand bone and almost shifted his internal organs.

For the first time, he realized what it means to be a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. He was really too reckless just now. He was replaced by a judge who was proficient in fighting, with a gap of 40 luns, and he could directly kill himself in one shot.

There was a hint of sarcasm on Deadpool's face, and it lifted its foot and slowly walked towards the injured Jiang Zuo on the ground.

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