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Chapter 1848 Chapter 1864 Junior Brother?  Senior brother?  No, it¡¯s the Judgment Angel (1 update)

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    Of course, this is definitely not Luke¡¯s fault.

    He only found out yesterday that the white ghost was the Asian man next to the Baroness. When he attacked the secret base, he wore a white battle suit with double swords on his back.

    Luke is not a god. When he made the White Wolf armor a few years ago, he naturally never thought that the White Wolf would one day wear the same clothes as a villain.

    ¡°However, this does not prevent him from writing down another note for White Ghost in his small notebook.

    Is Uncle Lu¡¯s superhero vest something that villains can wear casually?  If you hit him, you have to pay the price. Besides, this guy just stabbed Luke's neck with a kunai.

    The two accounts must be calculated together.

    ¡­¡­

    With a virtual light screen prompt, it only took a few minutes for the Renault van to catch up to the black Hummer a hundred meters away.

    Because of Luke¡¯s demands (coercion), the black man driving the car, Duti, did not get closer.

    However, the middle-aged man with glasses who had been writing and drawing on a tablet suddenly said: "The thing they are carrying must find a large amount of iron objects in order to convert a sufficient amount of um that thing, so their goal  yes¡­¡­"

    Everyone¡¯s eyes turned to the big guy with a single limb a few hundred meters away.

    Whoosh!

    From the roof of a building a hundred meters away, a line of white smoke sprang out, quickly approaching the Eiffel Tower a few hundred meters away.

    "Faculty of Law!"

    "shxt!"

    "Damn it."

    Everyone in the car cursed loudly, and then the red-haired woman suddenly noticed that her side was very bright.

    When she glanced around, she realized that the side door of the car had been opened at some point.

    Looking at the opposite side, Luke who was sitting there was gone.

    "Wait, that's"

    "Oh my God!"

    "It's the white wolf!"

    She quickly turned her head and looked forward, only to see a white shadow pulling out a long flame in the air, chasing the white smoke before.

    Only the middle-aged man with academic glasses was mentally estimating the relative speed of the two and the time when the warhead would hit the Eiffel Tower. He sighed quietly: "It's too late."

    As soon as the words were spoken, Luke in the air drew his knife and suddenly lifted it up from the air.

    A group of people in the car were confused: What is this?

    The streak of white smoke more than ten meters ahead drew a sharp arc in the air, changing from an angle parallel to the ground to a 70-degree upward angle.

    ?wtf?  !  Everyone in the car stared wide-eyed and held their breath, watching helplessly as the white smoke clung to the arc-shaped middle and lower part of the tower and rushed upward.

    Finally it hit the small protrusion on the top of the tower with a bang.

    Everyone sighed and cursed in disappointment and annoyance: It was just a little bit close, just a little bit worse.

    Perhaps a little earlier, the nanoworm warhead would have missed another ten centimeters, completely missing the target.

    Without the steel of the Eiffel Tower providing transformation raw materials, there would not be enough nanoworms, and the threat of this warhead would naturally not be too great.

    With the sigh, a gray-green mist spread out from the impact of the warhead, covering the top of the tower.

    Then the main steel spire quickly disappeared like a crop eaten by locusts, and wisps of gray-green mist began to spread downward along the tower body.

    Three hundred meters away, on the rooftop of a building, looking at the white figure spreading its wings and gliding beside the iron tower, the Baroness frowned: "Who is this guy?"

    When she asked this question, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the white ghost next to her.

    Bai Ghost also frowned: "I only have one junior brother."

    But the Baroness still looked at him, and he added a little unhappily: "I don't have a senior brother either."

    The Baroness then looked away: "This man's armor level is not low, and the weapon display task has been completed. Let's retreat first."

    White Ghost also looked at the white figure at the Eiffel Tower, barely suppressed the urge to fight in his heart, and nodded: "Let's go."

    He is not stupid.

    The opponent is wearing a flying armor. In this open-air environment, he can fly a kite to death.

    The two of them came to the rooftop.

    A cabin door opened on the side of a large group of transparent and twisted shadows, which turned into a simple boarding ladder. The two people stepped in.

    The cabin door closed again, and the transparent fighter accelerated into the air and sped away.

    ¡­¡­

    Beside the Eiffel Tower, the white wolf was gliding slowly and looked at the departing fighter plane.?.

    In the cabin on the other side, he said to Natasha: "When he finishes handling the tower, we will pick him up and set off."

    With his words, the silver-white wing suit behind Bai Lang unfolded and suddenly hovered in the air. With his hands stretched forward, the protective armor of the Ark reactor in the center of his chest opened, revealing a circular hole with a diameter of ten centimeters.

    Inside the cave entrance, the white light is getting brighter and brighter.

    From a frontal angle, it looks like there is a small sun in the sky.

    Boom!  Sizzle!

    A huge white beam of light shot out. After the combined force of the palm cannons of both hands, it became thicker and fell on the waist of the iron tower in an instant.

    The huge shock wave carries high-temperature ions, tilting slightly upward, and bombards the edge of the gray-green mist that spreads downward.

    Then, the gray-green mist was dyed bright white by the white light beam, and seemed to be ignited.

    The white light kept spreading, burning all the gray-green mist into a large ball of white light.

    At this moment, the spectacle of two suns appeared in the sky over Paris.

    The spectacle only lasted for more than ten seconds. The "sun" close to the ground suddenly disappeared, making the eyes of those who paid attention to it go dark.

    Taking advantage of this moment, Luke dodged and slid into the Quinjet that was also invisible next to him: "Let's go, follow the two in front."

    Natasha in the driver's seat responded, closed the rear door, gradually accelerated into the air, and chased the transparent fighter plane before.

    After half a minute, the countless people eating melons around the Eiffel Tower gradually regained their sight and started to make noise.

    "What was that just now?"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know, it feels so cool.¡±

    "You're so cool, look at our tower."

    "wtf?"

    ¡°holyshxt!¡±

    "omg! You must be kidding me."

    "Where's the tower? How big is the Eiffel Tower?"

    "You're blind! Isn't there half of it left?"

    "A Kongbu attack! It must be a Kongbu attack! That birdman just now must be a Kongbu element."

    "Are you stupid? That's the Judgment Angel! It's our European superhero. He must have been stopping the Kongbu attack just now, otherwise half of the tower would not be saved now!"

    "What the hell, Angel of Judgment? Looking at your big beard, you must be lying, that is, you are a Kongbu member."

    "You idiot, your ancestors have lived in a primitive society for eighteen generations without access to the Internet? Judgment Angel, the Judgment Angel who killed that butcher Dukhovich!"

    "What, is that really the Judgment Angel?"

    "You are all blind! White armor, blue and purple goggles, silver wings, and two swords on his back, who the hell is this if not the Angel of Judgment?"

    "You're talking nonsense! He flies so high. Apart from the white armor and silver wings, how can you see anything else? Can you see it with your Asuo?"

    "You beach boy, look what this is! Say n, i, k, o, n after me. You don't think this is a camera made by Nike, do you?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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