Bullets were fired in a row, garbage was flipped, and scraps splashed.

The alien species was immediately irritated, and the bullets shot could not knock it down at all. They just splattered some flesh or shattered some garbage, but the bullets immediately became a new part of its body.

It roared strangely, like a sound made by various wires on the body and electrical appliances short-circuited at the same time.

It suddenly jumped and the whole behemoth jumped onto the highway and rushed towards the convoy.

Behind it is garbage flying, the sky is filled with black rain, and thick smoke is floating in the distance.

The muscle men of the Game Gang saw that the fight started, and they pulled the trigger one after another, and sparks were emitted from the guns in their hands.

But with the alien hand, a whole pickup truck was overturned, and several muscular men fell to the ground in screams.

"Damn..." Brother Zhuang was a little panicked, and some electric current flashed across his metal head, "Fight with it!"

He suddenly jumped out of the carriage, Muscle Crazy Professional Program: Ten times muscle

Brother Zhuang's muscles suddenly swelled a few times, and even his head swelled up, making him look even more bloody and fuzzy.

He jumped over a distance of more than ten meters, and his huge fists hit the alien species at the same time, slamming the garbage TV screen at its chest, and suddenly blew the already worn screen, sinking its fist deep into it.

This punch can penetrate a strong man.

However, the alien species was not knocked down, it was far from being shaken, and it didn't even sway.

At the same time, the rotten cloth laughed in the dark, "Trump!"

He was mocking and calling, and there were rows of 0 and 1 flashes in the classical pilot goggles, and the program started.

Scavenger Career J-level program: Everything is available

Some electronic waste on the alien species flashed brightly, as if it was called by the rotten cloth and emitted an electric stimulus.

"Fuck..." Brother Zhuang exclaimed, and was swung by the increasingly violent alien species and flew heavily into the sea of ​​garbage on the roadside.

"Hey, I'll tell you." Lorna was smoking a cigarette in the truck over there, really speechless: "Faced with these extraordinary things, you can't even handle guns. If you only have muscles, no matter how much you practice, it will be useless."

She watched the alien walking towards the truck, and her spirit was also in a daze. Her personality integrity has not been restored much in the past few days...

"Captain?" Several female mercenaries asked anxiously, asking her to decide how to fight.

Lorna took another deep breath of cigarette, and a voice faintly emerged in her heart. It was Gu He who said:

【If you want to find your true self, you must completely accept yourself...】

She closed her eyes, and so many memories flashed in an instant, which almost stopped her heart pain.

It took me a long time to think about that time, thinking about abandoning it, but I never forgot it.

Yes, Lorna Lude, the daughter of bones and blood, was once surrounded by people on the streets and once rode on their shoulders.

Her lost right hand used to wave the bone and blood flag so hard.

The unrestrained singing of the rogue came, as if everyone was singing passionately back then:

"My child, my bones and blood, her name is Lorna Lude, and her name is Liuguang City!"

But the stench of garbage around her penetrated into her nose, and the cold and odorous rain hit her face, reminding her that it was not fifteen years ago and that she was no longer the five-year-old child.

She is a blood blade in a mud pond, a female mercenary, and an extraordinary hunter.

The wolf cuckolded so hard, as if mocking himself like this would make him feel more comfortable.

Such people betray bone blood and insult bone blood.

"I'll do it."

Lorna suddenly opened her eyes, holding an unburned cigarette in her left hand, and the fishy and huge alien right hand exploded when the prototype was approaching!

Connecting her shoulders, countless blood threads rushed out and flew all over the sky in the dark rain.

This is the right hand, and it is also the nerve bundle.

A right hand compressed by countless neural transmission channels.

Hunter Career Class J Program: Neurological Invasion

The thin bloodlines in the sky flew over a few meters in an instant, and at a distance of more than ten meters, part of them stuck to the heads of the alien species, and the other part passed through the garbage barriers at both ends of the highway, and the sound stuck to the heads of the members of the mud gang with a sound.

Behind a garbage dump, the rotten cloth was stunned. A few blood threads stuck to his forehead, passed through the flesh, penetrated straight through the gaps in the skull, and instantly connected with his brain nerves.

A strange feeling suddenly came to an end, something was forcibly invading his head.

In impact, in explosion, it is like a virus breaking through a firewall.

"Brain-to-brain contact..." Langbu suddenly felt fear.

He hurriedly pulled out a knife to cut off the bloody threads, but he cut off one after another, and his scalp was about to be scraped off; all the garbage guys around him were in chaos.

On the other side, the prototype alien species, which was also wrapped in blood threads, roared and stopped and could not move.

"Captain!" The mercenaries looked nervously. With the integrity of the leader's personality that collapsed at any time, it was equivalent to suicide...

Lorna looked calm, and the messy wires and silicon strips between her black hair suddenly became bright.

In just a few seconds, the nerves are accelerating, accelerating, accelerating...speeding.

Hunter Career Q-level program: Information flow

The sky was flying, and the bloody nerve bundles had physically connected her head, the alien head, the slag cloth and others, like a bright red spider web.

This is a neural network, a network dominated by her.

"Don't you like to pick up trash? How can you miss such a large portion of spam?"

Suddenly, a thought in her mind was transmitted to the minds of Langbu and others.

She waved her nerve bundles violently in her hand, thanking Grandma Ajin, after the mirror box therapy these days, this hand is very useful, otherwise she would not be able to exert the power of the program like she is now.

All the blood-woven lines burst into light, and the spider web was dripping blood—

In this world, there is consciousness, consciousness, and data. At this moment, the conscious data of the prototype alien species is forcibly blasted, and along with the neural network formed by these blood threads, it surges to the minds.

"Ah!" Lan Bu screamed in an instant, and all kinds of indescribable alien messages kept rushing into his mind.

What he saw, what was it... Blood, huge shadows, the fallen world, messy, flies, light...

At the same time, screaming, falling to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices, and there are many more trash guys rolling on the ground.

Information overload, information overload...

Whether it is the slack cloth of a programmer or ordinary people, they can't bear it at all.

It was like a person who was illuminated by strong light for more than ten days until the person was completely crazy.

Brother Zhuang, who could not afford to be injured, glared at the other side, and saw that his face was full of nerves, and he was extremely speeding, and his whole body seemed to be distorted, but the blood-thread neural network was still frantically filling the consciousness information of the prototype alien species.

Bang! After all, the rotten head could no longer bear it. It was washed away by the information turbulence. The flesh and blood on the head suddenly exploded, leaving only an empty skull, and wearing the classical pilot goggles.

The fragments of flesh and blood fell down at the same time as the rain, and the rotten body shook and fell into the rotten garbage.

The pair of eyeballs that could not fly down were trapped in their glasses.

There seemed to be a different kind of sorrow in the horrified eyes, which was the picture of the past years...

Bang, bang, bang, the heads of trash guys exploded one after another.

The consciousness information of the alien species lost its carrier, thus it was lost, made mistakes, and collapsed, and the huge prototype species suddenly shook.

The bloodline becomes tighter and tighter, causing greater brain pressure to this alien brain that stops running and loses its strength.

Suddenly, the head mixed with countless garbage and rot exploded into countless pieces.

This prototype species that suddenly fell on the expressway became another large piece of garbage in the mud pond.

The information turbulence ended and the battle ended.

"Haha!" Brother Zhuang shouted ecstatically, "I said it, I said it, this is the second program master of the main job! You dare to mess with her!"

The mercenaries did not have much joy in victory, and they nervously supported the unstable leader of the Lorna.

The group leader was involved in the information turmoil just now.

She is the one who controls the storm, but she is also at the center of the storm…

The fingers holding the cigarette were trembling with weakness, and the ashes were knocked down by the black rain, but the fire was not extinguished.

The wires and silicon strips between her hair became dim. Lorna took a deep breath. The stench of garbage and smoke fog pierced into her lungs. There was a little bloody smell. Before her eyes became hazy. I don’t know if she was blindfolded by blood or her personality was disintegrating in a trance.

She seemed to feel that her native right hand was still there, waving something, and she seemed to hear the singing.

It was a childish voice, full of hope and passion, singing high:

"Her name is Lorna Lude, her name is Liuguang City, our future, our future..."
Chapter completed!