Every "general"-level strongman is not simple. This law applies to human empires and to the dark world.

The fourth-level evolutionary constitution is very scarce, and both the dark world and the human empire lack such strong people. Therefore, every strong person who reaches the "general" level constitution often has his own secret.

Perhaps it is a unique variation phenomenon in evolution.

Maybe it is some kind of weapon or equipment that belongs to you.

Take Johnson as an example, his secret is a steel breastplate.

This was the spoil he peeled off from an opponent when he was in the underground boxing arena. That guy claimed to be the undefeated champion of the boxing field, with 52 consecutive victories. By chance, Johnson accidentally discovered the secret of the boxer: he owned a steel breastplate. Of course, it was not a big road product in the ordinary sense, but a biological armor made from a secret research institution for a lot of money. The defense of that thing can only be considered ordinary, equivalent to the strength of a two-mm thickness combat armor. Under normal circumstances, a standard-caliber nine-mm warhead can be easily shot through. However, both sides of the biological armor have artificial muscles as buffering. In order to wear this pair of breastplate, the boxer underwent a full body modification, cuts the skin, and implants armor inside the body, that is, on the chest.

His appearance is no different from that of normal people. Because he used non-metal synthetic materials, no clues were found in previous inspections in the underground boxing arena. Johnson did not make it clear in person, but was very smart. During the battle, he knocked the boxer onto the guardrail in the corner of the field, and used the beer bottle thrown by his assistant in advance to cut the opponent's body with fragments.

There are no rules in the underground boxing arena. As long as you don’t use weapons like knives, you can pick up anything that the audience threw at, such as wine bottles, chairs, towels, etc. In this way, when the biological armor slides down from the boxer’s wounds and appears in front of everyone, Johnson becomes the winner. As a reward, he gets that pair of breastplate, provided that it is strictly forbidden to use it during any competition.

The standard short-barrel rifle configured by the main legion of the Empire is powerful, but it cannot penetrate this breastplate. Johnson knew that he would definitely suffer a huge impact on power, but it would never be fatal. When talking to Qiao Yuheng upstairs, Johnson had already recognized that Su Hao's rifle was not a legion model, but a weakened version of the power of the minion army, and it was a single shot. He could only shoot one bullet at most, and he could rush across this distance by himself. Then, the winning situation would be controlled by me.

As soon as his feet landed, Johnson's eyes suddenly caught something. His gaze instinctively deflected in that direction. As soon as he came into contact with the target, the blood in his entire body instantly solidified and his whole body was cold.

He saw a vulgar and careless guy holding a gun at him.

Johnson did not know Dai Xiaolou, but knew the officer uniform of the main legion on Dai Xiaolou and the large-caliber explosive pistol in his hand. It was not a weakened version used by the minion army, but a real military killing weapon that he could not resist at all.

Just next to the seemingly playboy colonel, a burly lieutenant with a fierce appearance was rushing towards him. He was not alone, and there were more than a dozen fully armed soldiers wearing red power armor.

Did I see it? Why do they all hold chainsaw swords in their hands, and even shoulder-firing anti-armor cannons used by individual soldiers?

Oh my God, there is a military priest, a pharmacist who can only be equipped in the main legion combat troops. Why do they appear here? That's right, before entering the mayor's residence, I did see the legion soldiers standing outside. But what does it have to do with this? What's the matter with the priest and the pharmacist? I have never offended them, I am a law-abiding imperial citizen. Is the emperor above? This is not true.

"No----"

Johnson's scream instantly pierced the calmness above Konoha Town, and the terrifying sound was immediately interrupted by the rough roar of the bomb gun.

Before his feet were standing firm, Johnson's body had already flew backwards from the air. Dai Xiaolou aimed very accurately, and a large number of special alloy particles were attacking overwhelmingly. The special explosive bullet warhead was divided into two parts, front and back. The front end had a powerful penetrating steel core, and behind it was a shotgun with terrifying lethality. Only the main legion officer would issue such a warhead. At such a close distance, Johnson had no time to make a evasive move, and almost all the steel ball fragments blasted into his body. Although the biological armor implanted into the chest blocked part of it, the entire abdomen and lower body were still blown away. A ball of blood was added in the air and then quickly spilled.

"thump"

Johnson fell to the ground from a grandson, rolled a few times, and lay down on his back. His flesh and blood were almost destroyed. His hands and feet were twitching unconsciously. His face was covered in blood and blood. His eyes were blind. His chest was undulating. His hard armor was exposed from under his skin.

Power is a very vague concept. Johnson's experience is similar to Wang Hu who was surrounded by dark creatures before. Although the combat captain Nelson is not as strong as Johnson, and any legion warrior is lagging behind Johnson in its overall strength, they win in large numbers and tacit cooperation. Even without wearing power armor, three veterans with skilled combat skills can still deal with Johnson. The power armor has a very obvious amplitude effect on the wearer, and technology can make up for the shortcomings of personal physical fitness to a large extent. Although Dai Xiaolou looks inconspicuous, his combat skills are enough to win his rank of colonel. He cleverly grasped Johnson's moment when he landed on the ground and his legs had not yet completed the charging movement, and a bullet solved the battle.

Experts from the ancient times on Earth can dominate the martial arts world. However, in front of hot weapons, a bullet is enough to kill the leader of the martial arts world in seconds.

Of course, the premise is that you must aim accurately and the other party will stand there stupidly and let you shoot as a target.

Su Hao, Dai Xiaolou and others walked over from different directions, stood in front of the dying Johnson, raised his head and looked at the big hole in the wall on the second floor.

Qiao Yuheng's head appeared there. He was leaning out and staring down in shock.

Dai Xiaolou added a bullet to the gun, and still held the cigarette in his mouth that seemed to never finish smoking, and asked casually: "You seem to have caused some trouble. It seems that your enemies have much more than I thought."

As he said that, he kicked Johnson again, who was moaning in pain: "This guy is so big. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. Someone could face special warhead attacks without protection and remain seriously injured. This bullet must be the work of those guys in the heavy industry workshop cutting corners. When I go back, I must complain to General Steinbega and deal with those bastards... Um what is this? There is actually a layer of internal protection under this guy's skin? Oh, what did I see? It's a piece of biological armor."

Military soldiers are not unfamiliar with biological armor. When it was first developed, this embedded protective device was once popular. Especially some wealthy and nobles in the empire domain, they all took the trend of undergoing biological armor surgery. In order to maximize profits, the inventor of the technology, Dr. Beschel, publicly claimed that biological armor is a change in the direction of human evolution and can improve its most significant human self-transformation project without genetic repair. At that time, the cost of bioarm implant surgery was as high as 50,000 imperial gold coins per case. If it was a special requirement for personal requirements The cost of transformation will increase exponentially. Among them, the most comprehensive and expensive individual in the transformation was Marquis Wang Haowen, the second deputy director of the Empire's finance at that time. In order to have embedded biological armor that cannot be seen through by the naked eye, the Count paid more than 3.7 million gold coins for transformation. Of course, the biological armor implanted in the Count's body was not just two ordinary breastplates, but covered every corner of the body. It could expand and contract with muscle movement and would not have any impact on the body.

Wang Haowen's extravagance is not unreasonable. In his position, there are many jealous and envious people, and countless jealous and hatreds. Although there are dozens of guards around him, the Marquis still feels dangerous. Dr. Bescher's biological armor transformation technology makes the Marquis truly feel safe. The eyelid muscles are covered with a layer of hard biological armor. This is equivalent to an additional layer of armor with strong defense under the skin. However, at the opening ceremony of the Imperial Semi-annual Financial Conference held in June that year, Marquis Wang Haowen was hit by a large-caliber sniper warhead and died on the spot.

Bio-armor is not absolutely omnipotent, and it is still particularly disadvantageous, especially its hardness and steel extension, which cannot be compared with real combat armor after all. It may be able to withstand sharp weapons made of ordinary steel, but cannot withstand advanced laser sabers or weapons such as high-circuit daggers.

A year later, more and more problems with biological armor were exposed. Almost every armor implanter showed strong biological repulsion. The implant system was incompatible with its own cells at all, and armor implanters showed signs of large-scale infections and wound inflammation. Even the use of large doses of antibiotics was useless. In a year, more than 600 biological armor implanters died before and after. Although Dr. Bescher repeatedly modified the active cell formula for implanting armor, it still could not be changed. Current situation. Just the day before the Imperial police were ordered to arrest the doctor, Beschel disappeared. No one knew where he went, and all the bio-armor technical data found in his private home was sealed. The relevant data were handed over to the Imperial Research Institute for declassification, but a considerable part of the data was lost in this process and obtained by others who were coveting it. As a result, bio-armor technology flowed into the people and quickly evolved into an extremely secretive underground transformation project that also required a lot of money to operate.

The current biological armor transplantation technology has been greatly improved compared with the past. However, this is not compatible with the transplanted body, but has not been improved from beginning to end. The only technological change is to add an embedded antibiotic active sac to the original basis. This is a method to implant special cells with antibiotic effects in the body in advance, so that after implanting biological armor, they can continuously release white blood cells that are enough to maintain the normal operation of the surrounding system, reducing the chance of infection to the lowest. Under normal circumstances, the antibiotic active sac is usually maintained for five years. Once the time comes, the biological armor must be removed. No, the implanter himself will have a strong biological rejection reaction and will undoubtedly die.

As a bodyguard, it is always good to have an extra layer of hidden protection measures. Johnson's choice is not surprising. Qiao Yuheng's employment fee is very high, enough to pay for the surgical fee for dismantling biological armor in the future, and enough to his pension after retirement. At first, Johnson never thought that the one who ended all this would be an extremely powerful empire main legion.

Two legion soldiers took Qiao Yuheng down from the building. Although his face turned pale and he guessed many bad facts in his mind, Qiao Yuheng kept twisting his arm that was grabbed by the legion soldiers, struggling desperately, and roared in his mouth with unwillingness.

"I am a citizen of the Empire and the master of this town. You, you cannot treat me like this. I will go to the Supreme Court of the Empire to sue you to let go and let me go."

Looking at Qiao Yuheng, who was full of crazy faces and could not break free from the legion soldiers, Dai Xiaolou smiled "hehehehehe" and turned to look at Su Hao, asking meaningfully: "Who is this guy? Your old lover? Or your creditor?"

Su Hao didn't want to make jokes about this issue. He took two steps forward, stared at Qiao Yuheng in front of him, and asked Dai Xiaolou who was standing next to him: "I am not very familiar with the law of the empire. Can you tell me what crime should I be punished for in accordance with the Imperial Code?"

"Oh, you're asking the right person. My dream was to become a lawyer. It was all this damn reality and a dirty society like a dye vat, but I just wanted to turn me into a soldier."

Dai Xiaolou narrowed his eyes, pretended to think for a moment, and snapped his fingers hard: "The Imperial Code stipulates that personal property is sacred and inviolable. No matter who is involved in any form or excuse, you can file a complaint to the Imperial Court in your place, and the law enforcement department will be responsible for handling it."

This is not the answer Su Hao wants.

He turned his head, looked at Dai Xiaolou with dissatisfaction, and roared fiercely: "What you are talking about is normal. If the other party rushed into my house with a gun and a knife, robbed the things when he saw them, and pointed at me with a knife, threatening me to take out the land deed and real estate certificate and write their names. What should I do at this time?"

The sunglasses slid off Qiao Yuheng's nose, his eyes had turned red, and he roared in panic and angry: "You lie Konoha Town is the property of our Qiao family. It belongs to my younger brother. You are just a nominal steward."

Su Hao didn't argue, and grabbed a shotgun from Hengrui who was standing on the other side, loaded the bullet with a "click" and looked at Dai Xiaolou with gloomy face: "You haven't answered my question just now."

"Is that need to be said? Of course, I swung my knife and fought with them, and I could do whatever I wanted."

Dai Xiaolou took a big sip of cigarette and held it in his lungs for a long time before he sprayed out the smoke with extremely comfortable pleasure, saying: "For outsiders who forcibly break into their homes, the owner has the right to kill them on the spot. The imperial law stipulates this. If there are any questions, you can read the latest version of the "Detailed Explanation of the Criminal Law Code". Remember, on page 1097, Chapter 11, Section 27, 10 items."

Su Hao was very satisfied with this answer, and the gloom on his face became clear. He turned around, picked up the shotgun, and pointed the thick black muzzle at Qiao Yuheng's.

"No, you can't do this, you can't do this"

Qiao Yuheng's face changed drastically, panic replaced his previous anger. He quickly realized that the problem was not as simple as he had thought before, and he quickly shouted desperately: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to steal your property. I just had some misunderstandings with my brother, and I can be completely between you and I..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Hao had already stuffed the muzzle into Qiao Yuheng's mouth. The hard and thick barrel of the gun tightly inserted his tongue into the depths of his throat. Qiao Yuheng felt vomiting and breathing became difficult, and he could only make a "whimper" sound filled with fear and unwillingness.

A string of cruelty with abuse flashed through Su Hao's eyes and pulled the trigger.

The Lasotane Basin is a huge and rich land, with three rivers converging here. Due to the gentle terrain and under the constraints of mutual water flow, a vast alluvial plain is formed here. The surrounding land is extremely fertile, and the grain output is far higher than other places in the space field.

This is the territory of Count Lasson. Even the king himself was envious of the prosperity of the Lassostane Basin. But there was no way, this land was a reward given to the Count's ancestors. If you want to get it back, the only way is to recover the Count's title and fief for some crime. The result of that was to directly trigger a war between the king and the nobles.

The night falls, and the city in the distance gradually lights up. The lights of the stars are getting more and more, and it quickly becomes uncountable and dazzling. Under the reflection of countless light spots, the city quickly becomes brighter and brighter, like a huge firework standing on the dark earth, attracting everyone who is interested in it.

Varam jumped off the off-road vehicle carrying heavy machine guns, walked slowly to the edge of the cliff at the edge of the basin, raised his tactical telescope, and silently stared at the city not far away.

For technological civilization still hovering in the space realm of the medieval world, these invaders from the higher main world are simply a terrible disaster.

In the past period, Valam had conquered one viscount territory and two baron territories. If the size of these territories was simply measured, the area that Valam now occupied far exceeded the interests of the Clement family in the third stage of the main world.
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