"No. 26, Lane Seven, Central Street."
Nangong Shaye muttered about the address left by her friend. She only had to deliver the things there to complete her request.
She and Fang Cheng were walking on the streets of Machinery City, which was a relatively prosperous area. Even in the middle of the night, there were many vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, and some of the shops on the roadside were open all night.
But despite the fact that these people enjoying the nightlife are all humanoid, in fact many of them are monsters. This is a city where humans and monsters live together.
The people under the rule of Mechanical City are divided into three classes. The lowest class are ordinary workers who work day and night in farms and factories without freedom.
The second class is free people, who can enjoy the rights of education and business except that they cannot leave the Machinery City.
The first class are citizens, who are actually the descendants of the original group of reformed soldiers. They belong to the ruling class and have no restrictions.
Monsters belong to the privileged class in this city, and even citizens don't dare to provoke them.
Fang Cheng's current identity is that of a monster, and the security police who checked his identity on the road did not dare to cause trouble for him.
It took more than half an hour for Nangong Shaye to finally find No. 26, Lane 7, Central Street.
This is an area where free people live. They are all bungalows, somewhat similar to a village in the city.
No. 26 is a bungalow with a rusty door tightly closed.
Nangong Shaye stepped forward and knocked on the door. The clanging sound seemed a bit harsh in the night.
There was no response from the house. Nangong Shaye knocked again for a while, but there was still no movement.
Fang Cheng said to her, "Did you look in the wrong place?"
"No, there is nothing wrong with No. 26, Lane 7, Central Street."
Nangong Shaye raised his head and glanced at the house number. It did say No. 26 on it.
"Didn't you agree on a time? Maybe someone went out to use the toilet."
"It shouldn't be. My friend said that no matter when I come, there will be someone waiting for me."
"You believe whatever your friend says? Get out of the way."
Fang Cheng pulled Nangong Shaye aside, used the blood of steel to cut open the lock, and pushed the door directly in.
The area inside the house is smaller and simpler than Fang Cheng's hometown. Only the bedroom and toilet are separate, and the living room and kitchen are shared.
By the time Nangong Shaye fumbled to turn on the light, Fang Cheng had already looked inside and outside. No one was home, but he could see signs that someone had lived there recently. The dishes and chopsticks in the sink that had not been washed for more than a day could not be more than a day old.
"No one really..."
Nangong Shaye whispered to himself, with a solemn look in his eyes.
Fang Cheng turned on his advanced sense of smell and took a deep breath. Various strange smells entered his nose.
Among them was the faint smell of blood, emanating from the bedroom floor.
"Your friend's friend is in trouble. This is a trap. Let's go."
Fang Cheng pulled Nangong Shaye and walked out. The eagle he made from the Blood Beast's Nest was patrolling the nearby air. He had noticed that many vehicles were approaching here.
Nangong Shaye was only slightly surprised by Fang Cheng's words, and had obviously already guessed it.
The two just walked out of the door.
boom!
There was a loud bang, and the entire doorway was instantly engulfed in explosions and flames, and the walls on both sides were blown apart.
Nangong Shaye was shocked to the point where her ears were ringing and her head was buzzing.
She looked up only to find that the two of them were back in the living room. Fang Cheng held her in his arms and blocked the explosion with his back.
"Are you OK!"
She screamed and wanted to check Fang Cheng's back.
Fang Cheng picked her up and threw her into the bedroom: "You hide for a while."
As he spoke, a large amount of blood flowed from his body and covered his whole body, quickly shaping and hardening into pieces of bright red armor that reflected the metallic luster.
In the blink of an eye, a new version of Iron Man appeared again.
In the alley outside, dozens of armed men guarded the streets and alleys, using vehicles to completely block the exits.
One of them hid behind the car, squatting on the ground with a rocket launcher on his shoulder.
Another person was reloading rockets, while more armed men pointed their guns at the dusty gate 26.
Before coming, they had been informed about what kind of enemy they would fight, so no one dared to be careless.
A bright red figure suddenly burst out of the smoke.
boom! boom! boom!
Fierce gunfire followed, and countless bullets fell on the figure, shooting out large sparks.
These bullets are just blockade operations, and rockets fired from both sides are the main means of killing.
Fire erupted from Fang Cheng's feet, and the powerful power generated by the explosion pushed him to jump into the air.
boom! boom!
Two rockets landed at his feet almost at the same time. The fire illuminated the dark night, and the violent explosions spread far through the residential area.
The shock wave coming from under his feet accelerated Fang Cheng's ascent.
He opened his hands, and a large amount of blood separated from his fingertips and turned into eagles flying away, and then quickly condensed into two wrist-thick barrels.
After acquiring the ability of Blood Explosion, combined with the Tide of Blood and the Blood of Steel, it can be said that Fang Cheng himself has become a mobile humanoid weapons arsenal.
No one can compare with the intensity and intensity of his firepower.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Rapid fire was fired at the gun barrels on both sides of the street, and grenades fell into the armed men on the streets.
While they were still loading rockets, they came under horrific fire from the air.
For a moment, the violent explosion sounded like fireworks during the New Year, suppressing all the screams.
When Fang Cheng fell from the sky, the armed personnel on both sides had been completely torn apart by the explosion, and the vehicles blocking the intersection were turned into black scrap metal.
Nangong Shaye had already ran out of the house, her face slightly pale.
The intense movement made her think for a moment that she was on a battlefield somewhere.
Fang Cheng came over and was about to pick her up. Nangong Shaye was startled: "Don't use this posture."
She was only pushed once tonight by Fang Cheng in this position, and she almost vomited. She really didn't want to bear it again.
She walked directly behind Fang Cheng, jumped on his back, and put her arms around his neck.
"Don't use this position, otherwise I won't be able to fly."
Fang Cheng pulled her off his back. There were two jet ports on his lumbar spine. Without these two jet ports, the power would be insufficient.
Nangong Shaye said anxiously: "What should we do?"
"Don't you know how to hug me from the front? Fortunately, you are still an adult and your posture is so lacking."
Fang Cheng directly picked her up from the front with one hand.
Nangong Shaye was a little speechless, but now was not the time to care. She could only hug Fang Cheng from the front obediently, put her chin on his shoulder, and clamped his waist with a pair of thighs.
Fang Cheng jumped suddenly, and the power from his feet and back sprayed, taking her flying into the air.
Not only were a large number of vehicles carrying armed men gathering around, but there were also hundreds of drones chasing Fang Cheng from the sky.
It's like a dragnet surrounding them.
