Meiman: I raised a demon to rub the purple potato monster

Louise went to her father and told him what happened in the building.

"Danger? Are you sure? This is Mr. Fisker's party. Do you think he will put himself in danger?"

Her father didn't believe her at all and scolded her.

"I didn't say there was a problem with Mr. Fisker, I said there was a problem in the building. Why do you always don't believe me? I know you think I didn't listen to you and went to work in the company, but that is my ideal, You never thought about what I wanted."

"It's dangerous here today. I'm going to evacuate other people. If you don't want to leave, just stay here."

Louise angrily threw away her father's hand, picked up the phone and walked outside.

His father looked at his daughter as he left and rubbed his nose, just as his friend came over to see him.

"What's wrong with you? Don't worry, your daughter is not as fragile as you think."

"Ace, I know she's just angry with me. By the way, I'm not feeling well right now. Come and have a drink with me outside."

"No problem, I'll call a few more friends."

Louise's father left the building with a group of friends to have fun elsewhere, and due to his actions, many people began to leave.

"Boss, there are guests leaving, do you need to stop them?"

"No, I just kept the promise and held a party. I can't control how many people can stay."

Louise knew that there was no way for people to leave through her father, so she looked for help from the fan association. Unexpectedly, many members of the fan association were actually in the building.

"Yes, Mew Mew gave me the news. If you don't believe it, you can go to the association website to see the notice."

"Okay, be quick, Meowth is with me."

Egg looked at the building that was gradually quieting down, and couldn't help but give Louise a thumbs up. She is indeed a powerful fan.

When the building was all black, he called Daredevil and told him to take action.

Entering the building along the wall, the building was pitch black, thanks to his night vision, otherwise he would have been blind.

First, I came to the elevator and found that the elevators were all on the first floor. Then I came to the stairs and walked down carefully.

"Not found, over."

As soon as I got down to the eleventh floor, I heard someone talking in a low voice.

When he reached downstairs, he saw a team of three people advancing slowly. They were fully armed, holding M4A1s in their hands, and wearing tactical helmets with flashlights on their heads.

Egg turned over and hid behind a pillar. The three-person team continued to patrol. He followed them, slowly got closer, and punched one of them in the back of the head.

The other two immediately discovered his traces, raised their guns and shot.

"Beep beep!"

He punched one of them in the face and kicked the other in the abdomen. The two men flew backwards, the gun in their hands still firing.

After beating the person, he hid behind the pillar and the bullet passed by his ear.

"There's someone up there, come quickly, ah!"

Seeing him sounding the alarm, Egger went up and kicked him to the ground. He also hit the other two twice to ensure that they would not wake up.

"There is also an invasion below, ah!"

Other people's conversations came from the intercom, and it seemed that Daredevil had also taken action.

Egg walked down the stairs and saw the people rushing towards him. He made a sliding shovel and faced them with a set of Wudang Kungfu.

Quickly catching the person coming, he ran to the elevator, pressed the button, and then ran down the stairs. Before the sixth floor, there were only at most two three-person teams on each floor, and they were all rushing downstairs.

After dealing with these people, he kicked open the staircase door on the sixth floor. There was loud gunfire inside, and countless bullets smashed the door into pieces.

He turned around and went upstairs, climbed down from the outer wall, slowly looked around, and found that in addition to a dozen soldiers, there were also a group of panicked guests inside.

"There are seventeen soldiers on the sixth floor and more than 30 guests."

When they evacuated the crowd just now, some people were still detained by them and they had to be rescued.

"Okay, you draw firepower down there, hurry up and save people."

Egg circled the outer wall twice and found that their defense was tight. If he wanted to deal with them, he would have to face attacks from at least three guns.

I once again lamented that I didn't have enough monsters. If I had two monsters, I could easily deal with them.

Or if the fused one is a spider spirit, you can use spider webs to restrict their movements.

The cultivation of the next monster is imminent, but what to do now?

Seeing the grenades hanging on the soldiers' waists, he suddenly had an idea. If he could find low-lethal weapons such as flash bombs and shock bombs, he could temporarily stun them.

Go back to the previous level and look for these weapons on the unconscious soldier.

"Matt, I want to ask, what are the signs of a flash bomb or a shock bomb?"

Iger pays attention to firearms, but he really doesn't know much about bombs. The most common people have access to are firearms. Bombs really don't pay too much attention. After all, he is not a military fan.

"I've seen it. They don't have this kind of bomb. They are here to deal with us. They will never hold back if they can kill us."

Good guy, what kind of hatred is this? He actually killed him directly. Well, he has the aura of the protagonist. Even if it is a bomb, it cannot kill him.

Giving up on the idea of ​​using a bomb, he saw the pistol the soldier carried at his waist.

The Glock 17 is the most commonly used pistol in the United States. Although he has never used it very much, he was trained for a period of time when he joined SHIELD's scientific research institution to use it for self-protection and suicide.

His marksmanship is not very good, but now that he has Tianmeng to assist him, and coupled with the tempering of demonic energy, he can completely control this pistol with low recoil.

Egger laughed at himself. Other superheroes could fight one against a hundred with bare hands, but he actually needed to use weapons.

But when I think about Batman in Marvel's rival DC, I feel relieved instantly. He relies on weapons, not to mention Iron Man.

Collect some more bullets. His gun doesn't have unlimited bullets. Don't keep firing until it runs out of bullets. Then it will be embarrassing to take out three rooms and one living room.

When he reached the twelfth floor, he took out his pistol and started to calibrate it against the wall. The gun was not ready to be used casually, it needed to be calibrated first.

After loading three magazines and feeling out the performance of the gun, I went down to the outer wall of the sixth floor.

The soldiers inside were driving away the guests, as if they wanted to drive them down below.

Seeing that he could not wait any longer, Egger smashed the glass, jumped in, raised his gun and shot at the soldiers.

After five quick shots, he rolled and hid behind a pillar.

Three soldiers were hit and fell to the ground. The other soldiers fired wildly at the pillar where he was, beating him so hard that he didn't dare to stand up.

Climb along the pillar to the roof, take a look at their position, jump to another pillar, and shoot at two of the soldiers.