How powerful is a fighter, or the so-called evolutionists on Earth in a corresponding sense in a certain sense, is actually difficult to define.

When facing ordinary people, they are god-like beings.

Even a fully armed special forces team, a strong and combat experience fighter can also completely abuse the characteristic team members of a unit.

However, in the third-level scientific and technological civilization country, a heavy or "mech" warrior with rich combat experience, relying on the advanced armor and mechs created by the third-level scientific and technological civilization, coupled with skillful operation and keen combat sense, it is hard to say who wins and loses in one-on-one situation.

However, there is no need to question that no one will doubt the power of the fighter. If they combine high-tech weapons and face the crocodile people in battle, they are like gods of killing.

However, at this time, Wang Meng and Fatun were not facing the crocodile man, but the alien shape that was more brutal and ruthless than the crocodile man - the alien beast race born for the battle.

Wang Meng is actually an all-round fighter. Compared to other fighters who rely more on cold weapons cast by various cutting-edge materials, after putting more efforts and sweating than others, she is no less than the most elite special forces member in operating various modern weapons.

When the "broken dragon gate" weighing dozens of tons and exceeding one meter thick fell down and sealed the only exit of the underground laboratory, Wang Meng held the micro-particle gun in his left hand. While jumping up, the heavy sword in his right hand stabbed into the ventilation duct.

The seemingly hard and clumsy heavy sword silently pierced the pipe. Wang Meng twisted his slender waist in the air, and the sword edge pulled out a wide mouth on the pipe, and then gently fell to his original position.

Dark green blood flowed down from the pipe. While it fell on the ground, the pipe that was melted by the blood made a "whistle" sound. A messenger's alien corpse that had been completely pierced by a completely pierced messenger fell down.

"The best way for a fighter to return is the battlefield, but I never thought that the battlefield would be like this."

Fatty kept smiling bitterly, while nagging, stomping his back foot heavily on the ground. He jumped up and swung his right fist out.

The fist was extremely strong and even a loud sonic boom sound was produced in the void.

A "worker bee alien" that just flew out of the pipe was hit by the giant bowl-like fist.

The power of that punch was not something that a small "worker bee alien" could bear. It flew backwards and hit the "steel glass" wall. When the "steel glass" cracked in response to the sound, the "worker bee alien" also slid to the ground.

There was no injury on the surface, but the important organs in the body of the "Worker Bee Alien" have been completely destroyed by this punch. In fact, when it flew backwards, it was already dead.

In the bright channel, a large number of messenger shapes began to appear.

There is no way to the outside world, but only connected to the "air chamber", and there is obviously a messenger shape slowly approaching.

In Wang Meng's solemn sight, some messengers who slowly walked out of various laboratories slowly approached the passage, some climbed up the wall, and some even moved forward on the ceiling inverted.

Amid the inaudible "buzzing" sound, a shadow flew over quickly in the distance of the passage.

His pupils suddenly contracted. If he was just facing the messenger alien, Wang Meng asked himself that he still had the power to fight.

However, what she feared the most were these seemingly inconspicuous "worker bee aliens".

But there were only three or two or even seven or eight, Wang Meng was not afraid.

But looking around, at least nearly a hundred "worker bee aliens" approached quickly. Wang Meng had no confidence in his heart.

"Everyone can do your destiny."

Walking to Wang Meng and standing side by side with her, Fat Dun clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, turned his head and looked at Wang Meng.

"Sister, I've always liked you."

"I know."

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance if I don't say it anymore. Don't lie to me. Do I have any place in your heart?"

Wang Meng didn't say anything, but turned his head and his warm and wet lips kissed Fat Dun's mouth.

Almost the moment when the lips were just touching, the bright underground laboratory suddenly turned black.

He kissed Fat Dun heavily, and the moment he looked up, the micro particle gun in Wang Meng's left hand opened fire.

The beam of light beam of the fiery particle illuminated the space within a certain range. The craziest fat man savored the sweetness between his lips. He felt that it was worth his death at this moment, and he clenched his fists and rushed forward.

One messenger after another rushed up, some were hit by particle beams and fell down, and then got up and rushed. Some were hit by the vital points and fell to the ground and died.

Only a distance of more than ten meters, when the two sides, who had no reservation, rushed rapidly, a fierce battle unfolded in the dark underground laboratory passage.

The energy battery of the micro particle gun was quickly consumed. I don’t know how many messenger aliens he killed. I just rely on my feeling of fighting, but I don’t know how many messenger aliens he has around me.

"Sister, if we can leave alive, I will take you to my house to see you."

"Sister, I want my parents, all my relatives and friends to see. I am not a woman who looks down on others, but I have the most beautiful woman in this star field in my heart."

Amid the fierce and violent fist wind, the sound of Fat Dun kept ringing in front of Wang Meng.

Tears couldn't help but flow. Wang Meng knew that this little fat man who usually seemed unaffordable would have to bear more terrible attacks when he stood in front of him.

She suddenly felt that she was stupid. She clearly had the person who loved her the most in this world was always by her side, but she knew nothing.

Is it because I am too stupid or the fat man who has been hiding deeply, Wang Meng no longer wants to do this.

She just regrets it, very regrets.

The clear sound of flesh and blood was broken and the sound of fat man stumbled lower and lower.

Before the heavy sword could be swung, Wang Meng swung his right arm, and the heavy sword knocked away a messenger alien that had hit him from above his head. With the faint red light of the red light that was exhausted from the energy of the micro-particle gun on the ground, she snatched a few steps and leaned behind Fat Dun.

I have never felt that a man's back could make her feel thick and warm, but then I realized what the warmth flowed down her neck, and tears kept dripping from Wang Meng's face.

He waved the heavy sword mechanically, and heard the sound of fist wind in his ears weaker and fast breathing of Fat Dun, Wang Meng felt a pain in his neck, and then his heart felt at the bottom.

The stinging pain soon turned into an unbearable severe pain. When the "worker bee alien" that penetrated the neck and started the most cruel biting, Wang Meng fell head-on to the ground.
Chapter completed!