Chapter 41 Golden Mask

After listening to the doctor's explanation, Jin Lang was a little confused and still couldn't understand the reason why Tutkamon was crazy.

At this time, a series of sharp alarm ringtones came from outside the tower. I don’t know how many police cars flocked to it. The police with live ammunition rushed into the basement of the museum with serious expressions. After a few minutes, a large number of police officers suddenly ran out of the museum again. Everyone looked extremely anxious and quickly drove the police car and disappeared on the street, even more panic than when they came. []

Jin Lang stood in front of the window and saw this scene, and two armed helicopters suddenly flew over the sky and flew towards the center of Cairo. Jin Lang frowned, and he had a premonition that Tutkamon was there.

"Catch them up"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from behind him. Jin Lang turned his head and saw the old man standing in the conference room, his face full of anger, and his whole body was trembling with anger. More than ten people rushed into the door, with horror on his face. It was obvious that he had just seen Tutkamon crazy.

The doctor stood up silently, holding a scalpel in his hand, and looked at the people in front of him with numbness.

Jin Lang smiled disdainfully, and he didn't take only a few people seriously.

"What do you want to do?" Jin Lang asked with a smile.

The old man shouted angrily: "You disrupted our plan, don't leave here easily."

"Is that true?" Jin Lang sneered and winked at the doctor.

The doctor's body flashed instantly, and the figure had appeared in front of the old man. The scalpel in his hand was placed on his neck. The cold scalpel touched his skin, which made him tremble.

"You... do you want to be enemies with the entire al-Qaeda?" The old man looked at the scalpel on his neck in horror, threatening him with a strong and hard work on his body.

Jin Lang looked at him expressionlessly: "We are not enemies, I will give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

After Jin Lang said that, he walked towards the door. The doctor slowly withdrew his scalpel and stepped back step by step, followed Jin Lang out of the tower. The old man breathed a sigh of relief and his body collapsed on the ground.

The black-faced man helped him up and asked, "Did they just let them leave so easily?"

The old man looked up at him with contempt: "Didn't you see the eyes of the oriental man just now? Facing more than a dozen guns, his eyes looked like he looked at the dead. If we really do it, we might really go to see Allah."

The black-faced man grunted a few times, but finally stopped talking.

Jin Lang and the doctor came downstairs. The person who had just sent them was sitting in the car smoking leisurely. Jin Lang walked up and opened the car door and directly carried him down, then drove the doctor in the car and rushed towards the city center.

A road block appeared in front of the road, as if it had been martial law in front of it. Several traffic police were walking leisurely, signaling that the passing vehicles were blocked and please take a detour. Jin Lang didn't care about that much, and he accelerated and rushed up as soon as he stepped on the accelerator. Several traffic police saw a car rushing like crazy, and were so scared that they hurriedly avoided it. The car hit a non-roadblock and rushed past.

The more you move towards the city center, the fewer vehicles on the road were on the road. Jin Lang had passed by several road trucks along the way. You could hear the alarm ringtone from behind the butt of the car, but it could not keep up with Jin Lang's speed at all. Soon, Jin Lang came to the place he had just passed, a square and a large relief. The scene in front of him was so familiar.

The entire square was empty, with police cars and several military trucks parked. Opposite the square was a large museum, which was the famous Cairo Museum, which contains the most ancient Egyptian collections in the world, all of which are priceless treasures over three thousand years.

A fortification was piled up in front of the museum hundreds of meters away by sandbags. Behind the fortification were a large number of soldiers flying machine guns. The muzzles were facing the front door of the museum, and there were snipers ambushing the tall buildings everywhere. I wonder who the large formation was to deal with.

Jin Lang parked the car aside, looking at the direction of the museum, and the surroundings were strangely quiet. The two helicopters just now disappeared. Jin Lang even thought he had guessed wrong, but he always believed in his heart that Tutkamon was in the museum.

It seemed as if in a moment, a huge wolf roar broke the silence. The front door of the museum suddenly collapsed, and a figure rushed out directly by the wall. The next second, violent machine guns began to rage, and countless bullets rushed towards the figure. But the opponent's speed was almost at its limit. Even if a few bullets hit him, it would arouse several sparks. The figure rushed into the opposite defense fortification in an instant, and then roared in waves, and sharp claws caused a bloody storm, with broken limbs and broken arms flying, and screamed in a shrill voice. In front of the museum, it turned into a purgatory on earth.

Bang bang bang

A few huge gunfires sounded from the high building in the distance, and the sniper hidden in the commanding heights fired. The huge impact force hit the figure who was slaughtering, making his movements stumble. Only then did everyone see the other party clearly. The man was dressed in a weird outfit, with a huge iron plate behind him, and a golden mask with a shining light on his face, revealing only a pair of emotionless green eyes.

This man roared to the sky, and suddenly a large number of troops appeared around him, and even one of them was; a tank drove into the square, and the huge gun barrel emitted a black light in the sun, and a scream of an alarm bell was coming from all directions. I don’t know how many people were coming to support him.

A large number of military and police knew that their opponents were powerful and did not dare to get too close. They hid their bodies behind a large number of police cars in the square and kept firing.

Jin Lang's eyes were locked in the figure tightly, and he knew that he was Tutkamon, but he didn't know why there was a golden mask on his face.

Tutkamon was hit by countless bullets. Although he was blocked by his dry skin, his huge force made him retreat continuously.

Tutkamon let out another wolf roar, and his eyes had turned dark green, emitting a faint light, as if showing his huge anger. Suddenly, he pulled out the iron plate weighing hundreds of pounds behind him with one hand and waved his hand to block it. This was the first time he had taken off the iron plate behind him.

The violent sound of a string of bullets hitting metal resounded throughout the square. The iron plate seemed to be cast from pig iron, but the bullets hit it but did not even have Mars, and it could not be damaged at all. With the blocking of the iron plate, Tutkamon seemed to be like a tiger with his wings, with his hands pressed against the sides of the sides, and his body suddenly jumped up and flew directly from behind the fortifications to a large number of police cars. His two big feet roared on the top of a police car and were directly stepped into scrap iron. Tutkamon once again levered forward.

The two jumps were only completed in an instant. He had already rushed into a large number of military and police officers, wielding a large iron plate in one hand, directly slapped several military and police officers into meat paste. He moved very quickly, as if a wolf had entered a flock of sheep. Although there were snipers on the commanding heights constantly shooting, they could not stop his movements.

In just a dozen seconds, nearly a hundred military and police officers were beaten into pieces of flesh and blood by him, and there was no living person in the entire square.

Dong

Tutkamon suddenly put the iron plate up in front of him, and the iron plate of hundreds of kilograms directly smashed the marble floor.

Wow...

Tutkamon stood in the flesh and blood and roared to the sky, and a surging fierce aura soared into the sky, and the flesh and blood kept sliding down on the iron plate, and finally became what it was, with no trace of flesh and blood being able to stick to it.

The tank suddenly turned its gun mouth and pointed at Tutkamon. The other party turned his head suddenly, his eyes hidden under the golden mask were dazzling. His body suddenly rushed forward and rushed towards the tank. The tank's gun barrel suddenly contracted rapidly, and a huge cannon sounded a fog, and the shells roared towards Tutkamon, who was also rushing towards him.

Tutkamon seemed to ignore the shells at all, and suddenly swung the iron plate in his hand as if he was about to slap the shells. As if he was mocking his ignorant behavior, the shells plunged into the opponent's chest with a harsh scream, and Tutkamon's iron plate also hit the shells that were shot.

Boom~~

A huge explosion swept across the square, and the glass of countless houses around it made a painful moan shatter, and the entire square and surrounding streets were covered with fragments of glass. The air waves generated by the explosion raged the ground within a radius of dozens of meters. A large stream of gravel shot towards the surroundings like flying meteors, and a large area of ​​dust rushed into the sky more than ten meters high, and the entire square covered the sky.

Jin Lang's eyes suddenly opened wide. Could it be... Tutkamon died like this?

Just as everyone had the same thought at the same time, a hurricane suddenly rolled up in the dust, as if we were welcoming the arrival of the gods. Large pieces of soil seemed to be cut and split into two sides by a sharp blade, and a figure flashed away.

Dong

A loud bang woke everyone up, but he looked at him in shock and found that Tutkamon stood on the tank car, and the iron plate in his hand slapped the gun barrel that was thick with his thighs. The gun barrel was bent and drooped with his head as if he was dejected.

Dongdongdongdongdong...

A series of loud noises came, and Tutkamon seemed to be crazy. He held the iron plate and kept slapping the tank car continuously. The tank car that could not even penetrate the armor-piercing bombs turned into a pair of scrap iron soon after a jingling sound.

quiet

Quite serene

Even the snipers on the commanding heights forgot to shoot, looking at the figure standing among the ruins, roaring towards the sky as if they were looking at monsters.

Suddenly, a sound of propellers sounded, and two armed helicopters flew down from the nearby roof. Each helicopter was carrying machine guns. A devastating red flower suddenly lit up. It seemed like gold fell from the sky, and countless shells fell on the ground like rain, as if a series of jingles sounds.

Although Tutkamon roared repeatedly, he could not deal with the helicopters in the sky. His body was beaten by machine guns and flew far away and fell to the ground and could not get up. It seemed like there were bombs buried around his body, and the rumbling explosion made him unable to move.

Jin Lang's eyes, hiding in the car, turned red in an instant, and suddenly shouted: "Get out of the car"

The two opened the door almost at the same time. Jin Lang stood in front of the car, raised the car with one hand, and swung the circle around and smashed it towards the helicopter in the sky...

Chapter 41 Golden Mask

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