I'm a party

Chapter 162 Arms Deal

“Apart from technology, there is only one solution, which is supernatural powers.” Lu Yifang pondered.

"I agree. With the mass production of X-crystal, it has already appeared on the international black market." Coulson nodded in agreement.

"Are we shooting ourselves in the foot?" Melinda interrupted.

"Everything has its pros and cons, and it is inevitable." Lu Yifang said with an open mind. The benefits of the globalization of superpowers are obvious, and they are the sublimation and evolution of mankind as a whole.

Although supernatural crimes have occurred frequently and it has become increasingly difficult to capture them, this is not a reason to hinder globalization.

The former Eastern empire was afraid that firearms would undermine its rule, so it banned research and development, and some firearms masters were even exiled, causing firearms to lag behind the West by 300 years. Eventually, the country’s doors were opened by foreign guns and cannons, and it learned a lesson on how to be a human being.

If humans today hinder globalization because they are afraid of crimes committed by supernatural beings, aliens may use advanced technology to repeat the same mistakes in the future, and human civilization may be trampled upon.

"Besides the greater good, what we urgently need to know is where the mercenaries are hiding. Do you want me to ask Fury?" Melinda said.

"No need, there is a quicker way here." After Lu Fang finished speaking, his eyes turned to the food he had just snatched from the Ghost Knight's mouth. The mercenary had already been scared to death at this moment.

"Friend, do you want to live?" Lu Yifang looked at him and saw him nod vigorously, so he continued.

"Tell me the location of my lair and your whereabouts. Do not test my patience. I can wake up those who are sleeping there at any time."

Lu Yifang pointed at the sleeping Johnny, and the threat was self-evident. The mercenary's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard it, and then he told everything.

"Don't let that monster get close to me. I will tell you everything I know. We are international mercenaries. We don't have a fixed nest here, but we know a temporary base. At this time tomorrow, our leader Carrigan will conduct an arms deal at a quarry."

"Colson, find the quarry quickly." Lu Yifang said with his back to him.

"It's easy, isn't it, Mei~!" Coulson smiled at Melinda, but the latter ignored him, snorted coldly, and entered the Quinjet alone. Coulson was stunned, wondering when he had offended Melinda again.

.........

On the other side, in the dim castle, an old gentleman in a suit and a top hat sat opposite a middle-aged man dressed as a businessman. The two of them drank tea calmly, and the atmosphere was eerie...

Those people have tracked them here, is it really because of your help? Mephisto." The middle-aged man stared at the elderly gentleman coldly.

"You are doomed to fail, Locke." Mephisto looked indifferent as he stared at Locke's mortal body.

"How can your threats shake me?" Locke snorted coldly upon hearing this. "This is where the Netherworld and the Mortal World meet. Once the Nine Worlds merge, I will open the gates of Hell. Although the human world is making progress, you and I both know that the human race alone cannot resist the army of the Netherworld. When I gather enough souls to return to the Netherworld, you will fall from your high position."

"This is self-evident, so I have put a seasoning on my knight, which will lead to interesting things. Admittedly, this action will ruin my thousand-year achievement and the cooked duck will belong to others, but in order to eliminate you, some sacrifices are inevitable." Mephisto drank the tea, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and he stood up and walked into the dark night.

Locke sat alone with a gloomy look on his face. After a while, he punched the table, and suddenly countless scarlet eyes appeared in front of him.

Mephisto's actions obviously made the mercenaries who wanted to conceal their true intentions unable to resist. Locke needed to show his true strength.

In the quarry under the cover of night, Carrigan is conducting a weapons transaction. After encountering the monster last night, Carrigan knew that this matter was difficult and decided to upgrade his equipment.

"Sniper grenade, fire and forget, standard armor-piercing two-stage. I have four of them. Who are you going to deal with?" The arms dealer looked at Carrigan and asked.

"Just a few." Carrigan stroked his weapon and said without turning his head.

“Several people? Are you facing Superman?” The arms dealer had just finished speaking when there was a sudden vibration. A figure broke through the roof and stood in the center of the crowd.

"To correct it, it's not Superman, but a person with special powers and a flaming skeleton." Lu Yifang said to everyone.

"Da da da!" The alert mercenaries raised their guns and fired a volley. After a barrage of fire, all the shooters fell to the ground.

"Leave this place immediately." Carrigan was terrified and rushed out of the door. Lu Yifang did not chase him and turned his attention to the little boy tied in the corner. His first priority was to rescue Danny. As for the trivial matter of cleaning up the garbage, the Flame Skull outside the door was eager to take over.

As expected, just as Carrigan left the factory, Ghost Rider swooped down from a height, blocking everyone. He glanced at the mercenaries with hungry eyes and said excitedly in a hoarse voice: "The time to hunt has come!"

"Boom!" As he finished speaking, a sniper grenade was suddenly fired and hit the Ghost Rider, followed by a series of artillery shells.

"Bang! Boom boom boom!" A wheel of fire rolled slowly in front of everyone. In the pit, the fire on the Ghost Rider's skull was extinguished, leaving only a black skull surrounded by smoke.

"I'm full of apologies. You seem to be in a lot of pain." Carrigan smiled and raised an eyebrow at Ghost Rider.

This statement finally angered the Ghost Rider. How could you underestimate a mere flaming skeleton soldier? The Ghost Rider no longer wanted to be perfunctory by Mephisto and looked around for someone.

Soon, a giant rock excavator over ten meters high caught his attention. At that moment, Ghost Rider was stunned. Johnny, as a world-class stunt driver, had driven motorcycles, sports cars and even Quinjet fighters, but none of them was more attractive than what he saw.

Long-lost memories are awakened, and the familiar melody echoes in my ears.

The skills of the past may have been forgotten, but the memories are still there. My father once asked me why I was unhappy today. I said that I had an excavator in my heart, unique and leading the trend, and the excavation would be extraordinary.

Unfortunately, Johnny was not able to touch the excavator at that time, because his father said that only the Eastern Mystical Academy could freely control all kinds of excavators. Now Johnny couldn't believe it, and finally found the excavator he had always dreamed of.

Following the melody in his heart, Johnny resolutely climbed onto the giant excavator, and the fire of hell surged out like a volcanic eruption, instantly overturning the machine.

The excavator started up, and the mercenaries screamed in fear, being chased and crushed by it, and slapped by its sharp claws. Even the hellfire scattered by the excavator was fatal to them. All the heavy firepower seemed insignificant to this magic-modified giant.

"With this excavator, why fear the oncoming? One hit, two hits, one hit, two hits, as swift as claws and teeth, the pace of the devil, the pace of the devil."

While Ghost Rider was immersed in his own melody, Carrigan was already trembling with fear, cursing the old thief Locke countless times in his heart, asking why he had put me in this situation.

Of course, Carrigan also felt it was unfair. How could the world be so cruel? Just to have a child as bodyguard, why mobilize so many troops, and even use a bald man first, and a double transformer?

Carrigan regretted it, but it was too late. Knowing that he could not fight back, he immediately took his two younger brothers to the nearby Wuling Hongguang. He rarely drove on weekdays, but at this critical moment of life and death, he also showed his true skills.

The engine roared, and Wuling Hongguang drifted by inertia and rushed out of the quarry.

"Yifang, a car escaped." In the Quinjet, Coulson, who was monitoring the entire process, communicated with Lu Yifang.

"Can it be destroyed directly?" Lu Yifang asked.