"Johnson! What are you going to do! Put that knife down!"

A middle-aged man who looked like the head of a laboratory carefully came out from the side. Although the scolding was very generous, his tone was timid.

"Let go? I've wanted to... try it." The man named Johnson looked down at the magic knife in his hand and showed a hideous smile.

His eyes were torn apart by the extremely powerful force of the owner's heart. His eyes were so huge that their eyes seemed to roll out of their eyes. Two blood and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, but they were not red, but silver, with two conspicuous tears remaining on his face.

His skin could not withstand such huge force and cracked in an instant. There was no blood in the cracked gap, like silver patterns covering his whole body.

It seems that he is no longer a flesh and blood body, but a metal creature.

This is the power of the planet-level manor owner, which is unbearable for mortals.

When he grabbed the magic knife, he was sentenced to death, and his life, like a ignited firework, began to burn rapidly and then consumed.

The only difference is... in the end he couldn't even bloom, at most a few sparks could only appear.

But for most of the world's existences, just this little bit of Mars is enough to keep their burned bones alive.

"You ignorant and incompetent weak people are not qualified to appear in front of me... I will die for me! I will die!"

Johnson suddenly waved the long knife in his hand, and a shock wave spread out, and three pounds and four ounces were so scared that he ran away with his head in his arms.

Others don't know what this thing is, but they understand.

This is the heart of the manor owner, and it is the existence that the manor owner joins hands to kill!

Killing such people is like playing.

The robbery team encountered a big crisis!

It is estimated that among all the people, only the shadow photographer was very happy. He lowered his waist and avoided the shock wave of the magic sword, and also brought an ultra-high-speed close-up shot to the shock wave of the magic sword.

I like it so much! It's going to make trouble again!

The movie is so exciting now!

In the end, the big boss and villain appeared!

It will definitely sell well!

"The wind is tight, huh!" Sanjin shouted, and several people turned around and ran away.

"Oh, wait, don't leave!" the shadow photographer was still screaming from behind.

After leaving, how can I shoot this movie?

Do you have no professional ethics or a little professionalism?

"If you don't leave? If you don't leave, you will die!"

"As the protagonists of the movie, how can you fear death? You should be fearless and brave before going bravely. Even if death is dead, you cannot stop you..."

"You bet again, I'll eat you!" Sanjin screamed.

It’s okay that you just asked someone to sacrifice for the movie, that’s just a supporting role, I’m the protagonist!

How could the protagonist die in such a place?

No one can stop me from running away!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!" Another explosion broke out in the underground research institute located in the most heavily guarded military base in Nut State.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Those researchers thought they might not die, but who would have thought that something happened suddenly and might die again this time.

We are just researchers. When did it be so dangerous to do research? Who did we provoke whom?

Before they could run two steps, they were chased by three pounds and four ounces behind them, and ran away by stepping on them.

At this time, they ran faster than anyone else.

This is an excellent skill that has been developed in years of robber career.

However, Johnson did not chase after three pounds and four ounces. His figure flashed and flashed to the person in charge of the laboratory who had just scolded him.

"Isn't this the noble Mr. Martinez?" Johnson opened his eyes, his silver-white eyes dazzling, making Martinez dare not look at him. "Look, this is your most precious magic knife, this is the starting point of your career...Aren't you going to be successful and become the next Kenneth? Didn't you say you were going to fire me? I've been tolerating you for a long time..."

Johnson grinned, "Now, do you still want to fire me?"

"No...no..." Martinez took a few steps back, but tripped by a chair and fell to the ground. He struggled to retreat, the ground was covered with glass and fragments, shaving his palms and blood.

"I didn't want to fire you, no...I really didn't."

"Do you think I don't know? I've seen the list of fires on your desk... Hahaha, are you worried that I will take away your credit? I'm the best researcher!"

"No...I haven't, don't kill me..."

"It's too late for you to beg for mercy now! Go and die!"

Johnson waved his sword, and the head of the laboratory immediately separated his body and blood splattered five steps.

Such a bloody scene scared the other researchers and soldiers even more afraid of running out of speed.

Johnson stood there, with his hands on his hips, laughing wildly.

"Ah hahahahaha... Hiccup - Who are you? What are you doing?"

While he was laughing wildly, he saw a guy in black clothes, black pants, black masks, and eye masks, and was wearing tightly wrapped around his body, carrying a camera to shoot at him.

At this time, he approached his face and was taking a close-up shot.

"Of course it's a close-up shot of the villain! Don't worry about me, you can continue!"

Johnson: “…Aren’t you afraid of me?”

"Why am I afraid of you?" said the shadow photographer. "You are just one of my characters."

Johnson: "...then it seems you are not afraid of death."

He slashed over with a backhand, and immediately cut the guy in black clothes and black pants into two halves with the camera.

Damn, who is your character?

I am the king of the world!

From now on, I will kill everyone who has offended me!

And all the people I don’t like!

"Hmph... I dared to despise me..." Johnson held the magic knife, "All those who despise me will die!"

"Yes, yes, that's the posture. Don't move, let me take a close-up!" Another voice came from next to him.

"You...why are you..." Johnson turned his head, his eyes glaring out.

I saw the shadow photographer who had just been cut into two halves, his body was gradually disappearing, but it condensed again on the other side, as if he did not exist at all.

Even the camera that he cut in half turned into a stream of black smoke and condensed into the camera's appearance again.

"Drive, die, die!" Johnson was almost angry and slashed wildly with his magic knife.

The messy sword light instantly cut the photographer down again.
Chapter completed!