Chapter 1090 The Big Crisis of the Robbery Team

"Johnson! What are you going to do! Put that knife down quickly!"

A middle-aged man who looked like the person in charge of the laboratory cautiously emerged from the side. Although the content of the scolding was loud, his tone was timid.

"Put it down? I've wanted to... try it for a long time." The man named Johnson looked down at the magic knife in his hand and showed a ferocious smile.

His eye sockets were torn apart by the incomparable power of the Manor Lord's Heart. His eyes were so huge that they seemed to roll out of their sockets. Two bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, but they were not red, but silver. , leaving two conspicuous tear stains on his face.

His skin couldn't withstand such a huge force, and it was cracked every inch. There was no blood in the cracked gaps, and it looked like silver lines all over his body.

It seems that he is no longer flesh and blood, but some kind of metal creation.

This is the power of a planet-level manor owner. For mortals, this power is unbearable.

As soon as he grabbed the magic knife, he was already sentenced to death, and his life, like a lit firework, began to burn rapidly and then be consumed.

The only difference is... in the end he couldn't even bloom, at most he could only sprout a few sparks.

But for most of the beings in the world, just this little spark is enough to burn them to their bones.

"You ignorant and incompetent weaklings have no right to appear in front of me... Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Johnson suddenly waved the long knife in his hand, and a shock wave spread out. The three pounds and four liangs were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands.

Others don't know what it is, but they do.

This is the heart of the manor owner, and it can only be killed by the three owners of the manor working together!

Killing people like this is just like playing for fun.

The robbery team encountered a big crisis!

It is estimated that among all the people, only the shadow photographer was very happy. He ducked down to avoid the shock wave of the magic knife, and even took a super high-speed close-up shot of the shock wave of the magic knife.

love it! Make waves again!

Now the movie is so exciting!

Finally the big boss and villain appear!

It’s sure to be a big seller!

"The wind is tight, pull it!" Sanjin shouted, and several people turned around and ran away.

"Oh, wait, don't leave!" The shadow photographer was still shouting from behind.

How can I make this movie if I leave?

Don’t you all have a little bit of professional ethics and a little bit of professionalism?

"Don't leave? If you don't leave, you will die!"

"As the protagonists of the movie, how can you be afraid of death? You should be fearless and move forward bravely. Even death cannot stop you..."

"If you beep again, I will eat you!" Sanjin screamed.

You just asked someone to sacrifice for the sake of the movie. It was just a supporting role, and I am the protagonist!

How could the protagonist die in a place like this?

No one can stop me from escaping!

"Boom, boom, boom!" Another burst of explosions erupted in this underground research institute located at the most heavily guarded military base in Nut State.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Those researchers originally thought that they might not die. Who would have thought that something unexpected happened and they might die again this time.

We are just researchers. When did research become so dangerous? Who did we offend?

Before they could even take two steps, they were chased by three jins and four liangs from behind. They stepped on them and escaped.

At this time, they ran faster than anyone else.

This is an excellent skill developed over many years of being a gangster.

However, Johnson did not chase after the three catties. He flashed in front of the laboratory director who had just scolded him.

"Isn't this the noble Mr. Martinez?" Johnson opened his eyes, and his silver-white eyes were so dazzling that Martinez didn't dare to look at him. "Look, this is your most precious magic knife. This is the starting point of your career... Don't you want to be successful and become the next Kenneth? Didn't you say you want to fire me? I have tolerated you for a long time..."

Johnson smiled ferociously: "Now, do you still want to fire me?"

"No... no..." Martinez took a few steps back, but tripped over a chair and fell to the ground. He struggled back. The ground was full of glass and debris, and his palms and body were The scratches were bloody.

"I didn't mean to fire you, no... I really didn't."

"You think I don't know? I once saw the dismissal list on your desk... Hehehe, are you worried that I will take away your credit? I am the best researcher!"

"No...I didn't, don't kill me..."

"It's too late for you to beg for mercy now! Go to hell!"

Johnson swung his knife, and the head of the laboratory was immediately separated from his body, with blood splattering five steps away.

Such a bloody scene scared other researchers and soldiers to the point where they couldn't run fast.

Johnson stood there, hands on hips, laughing wildly.

"Ah ha ha ha ha... Hiccup - who are you? What are you doing?"

When he was laughing wildly, he saw a guy in black clothes, black pants, a black mask and an eye patch, his whole body covered tightly, holding a camera and filming him wildly.

At this time, I got closer to his face and took a close-up shot.

"Of course it's a close-up shot of the villain! Leave me alone and continue!"

Johnson: "...Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?" the shadow photographer said, "you are just a character of mine."

Johnson: "...It seems you are not afraid of death anymore."

He slashed with his backhand, and immediately cut the guy in black clothes and black trousers into two halves, connected to the camera.

Damn it, who the hell is your character?

I am the king of the world!

From now on, I will kill everyone who has ever offended me!

And all the people I don’t like!

"Hmph...you dare to despise me..." Johnson held the magic knife in his hand, "Everyone who despises me will die!"

"Yes, yes, this is the posture, don't move, let me take a close-up!" Another voice came from the side.

"You...how did you..." Johnson turned his head and his eyes almost popped out.

I saw the body of the shadow photographer who had been cut in half by him just now, gradually disappearing, but re-condensing on the other side, as if he didn't exist at all.

And even the camera that he cut in half turned into a puff of black smoke and re-condensed into the appearance of the camera.

"Die, die, die!" Johnson was furious, waving his magic knife and slashing wildly.

The messy sword light chopped the photographer into pieces in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, he regrouped not far away, holding a camera and narrating: "Facing such a frenzied and violent enemy, the robbery team faced an unprecedented crisis..."