Flesh and flesh flew everywhere. Victor and the Black Panther were like two beasts fighting in the dark. After showing each other's fangs, they had already entered a crazy fight after seeing the blood.

Victor showed strong combat ability, more than two hundred years of life, his rich combat experience was so exaggerating. Coupled with powerful beast perception, it can be said that in terms of combat skills, only a very small number of people on this earth can compare with him.

Victor's white claws are enough to easily cut off human tissues, even ordinary steel, but the claws on the black suit, except for the "squeaking" sound, they look like sparks, but there is no trace left, and there is no way to cause any damage to the Black Panther.

Under such a grievance that he was suppressed almost the whole time, Victor's inner anger was almost indescribable, and his attack became more and more crazy.

The Black Panther Battle Suit looks like a close-fitting combat suit and does not have any external weapons, but is actually a reflection of Wakanda's most advanced technology.

Just the vibrating claws on the fingertips of both hands, every counterattack of the Black Panther tear opens a huge wound on Victor's body.

He repelled Victor again, and the Black Panther was slightly panting.

Even in the battle suit, Black Panther felt how troublesome this guy who could not be beaten in front of him was. He waved his hands one after another. With the sound of clicking, dozens of deep bone-deep wounds were torn open in front of the saber-toothed tiger's chest. The saber-toothed tiger raised his arms and hind his legs, and then he was kicked in the chest by Black Panther, and he staggered backwards towards the rear.

Just as the Black Panther was about to pursue the victory, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. The silver claw blade tore through the air, making a thin buzzing sound, and directly stabbed the Black Panther's back.

On the other hand, Loren pounced on Victor, who was holding the ball of Randgir in his pocket.

Black Panther was shocked. He could feel how sharp the sharp blade behind him was just listening to the sound. The opportunity for the other party to choose was extremely insignificant. For a moment, he had no way to dodge, so he could only sweep back with his five fingers into claws, and at the same time he was preparing to use the Black Panther Expo to resist the attack.

The next moment, Eidman alloy and vibrator, two equally ancient and magical metals, collided hard, splashing countless sparks, making a loud noise that made people's eardrums hurt.

The silver claw blade, driven by the brutal force, left two shallow scratches nearly one tenth of a millimeter on the Black Panther's suit.

The black panther's claws turned around and shot out in the air, and the other party disappeared strangely. The next moment he groaned, and Daiken's legs wrapped around him like a big snake. Then he used a Brazilian Jiu-jitsu move to overturn the Black Panther to the ground.

His physical fitness was more than one level worse than Deken. Before he could react, he was already pressed under him by Deken.

"Hehe... prepare to accept the punishment!"

Daiken smirked, his eyes shining with a faint cold light, accompanied by the sound of metal scratching that makes people teeth sore, and his hands grabbed the battle suit like a storm.

On the other side, Victor turned over and stood up. He turned his head to look at the black panther who was pressed to the ground and the familiar and unfamiliar silver blade claws of Decan. The next moment, he turned around without hesitation and ran away, rushing into the jungle like a big jumping cat.

Victor's head was very calm, constantly using the thick tree trunk to cover his body, and his running limbs were really as silent as a cat.

Caliban's mission is the ball of Rand Kiel, a good thing worth 2 billion US dollars.

Now that the thing has been obtained, and the sudden enemy actually started fighting with the Black Panther. Don’t run away at this time?... That’s really a problem with your head.

Victor is very clear about his advantages. As long as he can run into the primitive jungle, no one can follow his traces by relying on his powerful five senses and rich jungle experience.

The moment he rushed in, he looked back and saw that the man who even had his face wrapped in black clothes and rushed over did not catch up as he expected, causing all the dozen counterattack plans he had planned in his mind to fail.

Even in the dense forest, he could see clearly that the man snapped his fingers in a pretentious manner.

"Oh!..."

Victor sneered in his heart, no longer paying attention to his back, and quickly increased his speed to the extreme, like a cheetah chasing his prey with all his might, whistling out like the wind.

“Buzz…”

Just when Victor thought he was safe, the slight vibration shocked him, and then he saw five circular aircraft with light blue halos inside followed closely behind.

...The one that should be used is some kind of drone.

Victor immediately turned over and jumped up, swung his claws out, and was extremely fierce, trying to destroy these five annoying things.

But the next second, the change of the ring vehicle made his head empty, and the ring hit by his claws decomposed, and then quickly drilled into his skin like a living leech, and then quickly rushed upwards.

Without giving him time to react, he colluded with each other and formed a black circle tightly against his skin on his right shoulder.

"Idiot, I thought I could catch me?"

Victor sneered, his claws inserted directly into his muscles, trying to pull the ring out.

However, he had no chance. The next moment, a high-temperature blue halo was emitted from the ring. In an instant, the muscle tissue on his shoulder was completely cut open, and the light blue high-temperature energy stopped tremblingly on his right shoulder blade, full of threatening smell.

Victor hesitated for a moment, roared in pain, trying to cut off his arm and pull out the ring, but for a moment of hesitation, he had lost his last chance.

The other four rings quickly disintegrated and were fixed on Victor's limbs and neck, with tight stitching close to the body, just like a black tattoo on Victor's skin.

The burning sound of "sir...", the blue energy on the five rings burst out at the same time. Before the blood was splashed out, it was burned into ashes by the high temperature.

Victor roared to the sky, his face turned red because of the pain, and big beads of sweat poured out. He grabbed the black ring on his neck with both hands, trying to pull it out, but he didn't dare to try hard, for fear that the high-temperature circle would cut off his neck.

Mutants like them have strong recovery abilities, but if their heads are cut off, they will be killed. This information, Loren, knew from Decken's mouth.

After more than a minute, Luolun appeared slowly, walked to Victor with his eyes glaring, and snapped his fingers with a smile. The energy on the five black rings instantly went out, and the wound that could see the bones had recovered at a speed that could be seen in the naked eye.

Victor opened his mouth wide, gasped for a few consecutive breaths, and looked at Loren deeply. Before Loren opened his mouth, he took out the ball of Randgir in his pocket and threw it over.

A black and gray sphere the size of a fist has three equally divided round grooves on the surface.

Luo Ren's unhurried urging ability was analyzed, but the next moment a red energy burst out from Degil's ball, which was different from the violent and fierce sharpness that erupted from the whale rock. This energy was pure, making the scalp numb and burning.

"The grass...reckless..."

Luo Ren's eyebrows were beating and he shouted in his heart.

The next moment, the silver Edman alloy wrapped around his body, and his whole body was blown away by the surging waves of air, and his body directly broke two big trees. On the other hand, Victor had already greeted Loren's generations of ancestors in his heart, and had no time to protect his face with both hands, and was blown away.

It was even more miserable than him. All the clothes were burned, and there were large areas of burns on his body, and even bones were exposed in some parts.

The burning red steel suit quickly disappeared, and Luolun grinned and got up from the ground. If he hadn't cleverly attached more than a dozen layers of insulation materials, he would have been baked by the oven he made out.

Walking to the burning round with a diameter of ten meters, Loren carefully picked up the ball of Randgir, played with it in his hand for a few times, and immediately knew that as long as he did not commit suicide, this thing would be an ordinary iron lump

He happily put it in his pocket and muttered, "Damn, no matter what this is, even the analysis doesn't work. It must be a good thing! No wonder someone is willing to spend 2 billion to buy this thing, well... If you count it like this, 2 billion seems to be too cheap!"

On the other side, Victor, in a mess, got up from the ground, looked at Loren with a gloomy expression, and said almost word by word, "You have already got the stuff, now, I can leave, right?"

Victor's words were full of anger, but in fact he also had reasons to get angry. After more than two hundred years of life, he had already been a legendary figure among the mutant group. Apart from the only few perverts, he had never feared anyone, but he didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter today.

"Go? Of course!"

Luo Lun made a gesture of self-indulgence, and then smiled and said, "But if the distance from me is more than one kilometer, the ring will automatically start!"

Victor, who had just raised his foot, almost couldn't get up in one breath. He stared at Loren tightly and roared, "What do you want to do? Do you think these rags can control me? Let me be a dog for you!"

"I don't mean to force you... By the way, safety reminder, don't try to force the demolition violently. It's easy to start the instrument and get your head cut off."

Loren said with a smile, then turned around and walked back quickly. However, the ball of Degil could not be resolved, but there was still a vibrator meal waiting for him there.

Victor watched helplessly, the bastard with a smile on his face turned around and left like that.

"Grass...Baobi...Baobi...Damn it! Baba!...Baga..."

His face was changing, and Victor angrily sprayed a variety of curses in more than a dozen languages. He wanted to slap the ball on the neck, but in fact, he could only scatter all his anger on the big tree beside him, and he grabbed hundreds of scratches.

Then, seeing that Loren's figure had already penetrated into the jungle, Victor, with a gloomy expression, roared in a suffocating voice, and then followed him up.
Chapter completed!