Although Dao San and Dao Er were not very satisfied with the new dinner.

But for Kertie, it was already very rich.

Kertie finally sat in front of Dao Er and Dao San.

Eat with a big mouthful.

Compared to these carefully prepared foods.

The dinner provided in the detention center is indeed similar to the dog Shi.

"Well, who are they?"

"Oriental magician," Scoe Lee casually said.

Kertie rolled her eyes, even though Dao San had previously fortuned him.

But he still thought that it might be a coincidence, or a trick by Dao San.

"how about you?"

"I'm the interpreter they called, amateur."

"Are they rich?"

"do not know."

"What did they do in here?"

"They were instructed to bring their masters ... well, the younger brothers were not willing to return to China, so they used their relationship and locked them here temporarily."

Crete frowned, he was a police officer after all.

Hearing Scoo Lee's words could not help but be corruption in the police system, framed two innocent old men.

Kertie considered whether to find a chance to let Langson release the two old men.

...

"How long will it take?" Langson asked.

"It won't take long, as long as it is assembled, you can quickly pierce this safe. The melting point of titanium alloy is not high, and the cutting temperature of laser far exceeds the melting point of titanium alloy." The staff member said.

All they have to do is assemble this laser cutter.

Starting at three in the afternoon, I have been busy till now.

Almost all the time it is assembled.

Fortunately, after several hours and the efforts of a dozen staff members.

The assembly of the laser cutter is nearing completion.

"Can't penetrate directly, what I want is to cut from the side," Langson said.

It is not known what is hidden in this titanium alloy safe.

However, if it is penetrated directly by a laser from the front, it is easy to destroy the contents.

Although it is possible to cut from the side, the danger can be reduced.

"Okay, it's time to cut."

The laser cutter was aimed at the side of the safe.

"Level 2 laser preparation." The person in charge handed Langson a pair of sunglasses to protect his eyes.

"Wear this, otherwise, your eyes may be blind, and it is best to step back. There may be scattering when using the laser."

A green laser beam emerged from within a circular caliber.

The green laser shot on the outer wall of the safe and immediately bounced off.

However, a baffle is installed beside the safe to prevent laser reflection from causing loss or injury.

The laser also left a spot on the titanium safe.

The surrounding titanium alloy also showed signs of melting.

"Increase power."

"The current power is 2.78."

"Continue to increase power."

Just then, Langson heard a gurgling sound.

A black hole was left on the outer wall of the safe.

"Is it cut open?"

"Yes, cut it open." Langson nodded.

Just then, the black hole in the safe suddenly burst out of a lot of gas.

"What smell is so ridiculous, cough ..."

The operator didn't take a step and suddenly plunged his head to the ground.

Then the gas began to diffuse outward, and surrounding workers fell.

Langson's face changed drastically. Is this safe filled with poison gas?

But at this moment, those gases seemed to be controlled again.

Began shrinking frantically, Langson rubbed his eyes and looked at the gas in amazement.

The performance of that mass of gas was very unusual.

It's changing in an incredible way.

Eventually, the gas turned into a woman in a classic dress.

The woman looked around and set her eyes on Langson.

"Where is this? This is not the place to go." The woman looked at Langson and said, "You are not my connector, either. The delivery person? Where is he now?"

"Stop, don't move, hold your head with both hands." Langson pointed his gun at the strange woman.

"What's that? A weapon?" The woman looked at Langson and asked, "I'm the Los Angeles Police. I now ask you to hold your head with both hands and lie on the ground, now! Immediately!"

"No one can order me," the woman said calmly.

Lanson fired.

The woman just slightly moved her shoulders.

Her shoulders were punctured by bullets, but there was no bleeding, and the wound was healing quickly.

"This thing is meaningless to me, without any magic blessing."

Langson has never seen anything like this.

A woman who has no fear of firearms and bullets.

Maybe ... she's not human at all.

"Well, mortal, I want to know where the delivery person is."

When Langson's face changed, her delivery man must be Kertie.

However, Langson is unlikely to betray Crete.

Langson aimed the muzzle at the woman's head this time.

Bang bang

For three consecutive shots, the woman's head tilted back slightly, but her body did not fall down.

The woman slowly stood straight and looked at Langson.

The woman's grotesque and horrible reaction made Langson feel cold for a while.

Just then, the woman raised a hand and grabbed it in the air.

A whole-body red spear appeared in her hand.

But the woman thought for a moment: "It seems a bit overwhelming."

Then, the woman took back the red lance.

Langson's breathing became short.

He didn't feel it at first.

But the more he faced this woman, the more he felt the pressure of suffocation.

"However, if you continue to refuse my request, then I will kill all humans that appear in my field of vision." The woman looked at the unconscious person on the ground: "Let's start with them."

Langson suddenly panicked, these unconscious people around were ordinary people.

They are not even police.

And because of their own needs, they brought them here.

Now they are going to be involved, and Langson feels guilty.

At this moment, a multiple choice question is in front of him.

Sacrifice the lives of these ordinary people, or the lives of Crete.

Ronson has been using Crete, but the more so, the more he feels guilty of Crete.

"I can feel that there are many humans here, and it should not be difficult to kill them," said the woman indifferently.

"I'll take you there." Langson finally succumbed.

He still had some hope now that this woman would not hurt Kerty.

"Wise choice."

"What the **** are you?"

"Don't you already have the answer in your heart, I'm not human."

"What's your purpose?"

"Purpose? Do you think I will tell you?"

"You call me mortal, then you must think of yourself as God. Do you, as God, fear to tell mortals your plans?"

"This radical method is useless to me."