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Joshua’s actions were entirely well-intentioned. It was really cold here, full of wind, not a place to sleep, but the girl did not appreciate it, constantly wielding a dagger, with a strong vigilance on her face.

Upon seeing this, Joshua could only step aside and stop talking.

After a while, seeing that the other party was very honest, the girl relaxed her vigilance a little, and asked when she stood not far away.

"Who are you, how come I have never seen you around."

Joshua whispered, "I'm from the Southern District. I don't know there are people here. If you feel uneasy, I will leave now."

With that, I got up and left.

"and many more."

Debbie stopped him, and asked in a slightly confused tone, "Over there in the Southern District, the Mexican?"

Joshua nodded.

Debbie breathed a sigh of relief, "You stay, remember, no other attempts are allowed against me, or I will stab you to death."

Joshua curiously said,

"Are you also Mexican?"

Debbie said expressionlessly with an answer that had already been organized, "Swara, I guess you haven't heard of it."

"I know, I came from there."

Joshua was very excited. He didn't expect to meet his fellow villagers on the last night before he died, "I grew up in the orphanage in Svala, and the mother-in-law Arlene treated me very well. Where are you? Where are you?"

"A ghost believes what you say."

Debbie didn't believe him at all, he hesitated for a moment, picked up half a sandwich and placed it two meters away from him.

"This is for you, hurry up after eating."

"No, I'm full."

Joshua shook his head and refused. Under the dim light, he did not notice the girl's legs trembling with fear and excitement.

"You can eat if you give it to you, there is so much nonsense."

Debbie picked up the sandwich and threw it in front of him. The distance between the two slowly approached, less than one meter.

At this moment, everyone, including the snipers ambushing in various prominent positions, the FBI team in the hotel, and Lex Luthor who were observing the scene through monitoring equipment, held their breath.

Fortunately, the horror didn't happen. Joshua didn't throw Debbie to the ground and swallow it like a hungry beast. Instead, he shrank his body and kept shaking his head.

Gradually, everyone felt that something was wrong.

Some FBI agents questioned,

"Director, is he really a parasitic demon? Is it a mistake?"

The three slaughter cases all showed that the parasitic demon was a terrifying, cold-blooded, unkind beast, and the guy in front of him looked like a weak and kind little white rabbit.

The difference between the two is so great that one has to doubt.

Scott Ruby said solemnly, "Everyone has two faces. Don't be fooled by the illusion in front of you."

Debbie also felt that something was wrong. The various personality traits displayed by the other party were not like the Murderer with blood on his hands, but as an elite agent, she had not encountered similar situations.

Regardless of the performance of the opponent, the task must continue.

Debbie adjusted her mind and asked in a slightly confused tone.

"Why are you keeping your head down and not looking at me?"

Joshua couldn't hide his panic, "I'm fine, just...just..., anyway, stay away from me."

"Weird guy!"

Debbie murmured deliberately, her body gradually tightened, her eyes became extremely sharp, and she used the gap between picking up the sandwich to quietly take out the medicine bottle, and then...

Snap!

The plastic bottle exploded, and the purple gas compressed inside gushed out, covering all areas within a radius of three meters.

The purple gas seemed to have autonomous consciousness, letting go of Debbie who was close at hand, and desperately burrowing into Joshua's body, wherever it went, cells strengthened by alien worm genes went into a dormant state.

The strength is disappearing, and the limbs are becoming extremely heavy.

Surrounded by gas, Joshua turned his head stiffly, and after looking at Debbie who was flying in the distance, an indescribable complex color flashed in his eyes. In the end, he did not choose to pursue, but squatted quietly.

Following Scott's order.

The snipers crouching in the dark corner opened fire one after another, the rapid gunfire pierced the deep night, and the fire light went back and forth, forming a dense firepower net.

Countless bullets shot over, penetrated the torn coat, hit various parts of the body, and then ejected to other places in a strange way.

After continuously swallowing the vitality of Clark and Linda, Joshua has evolved to a level beyond human imagination, strength, speed, defense...Even if it is not as good as Superman, it is not much different.

These bullets didn't do any harm to him, and the outermost skin couldn't penetrate.

Bullet rain intertwined back and forth, ejecting everywhere.

A stray bullet that bounced back hit Debbie's thigh, and she snorted and went under the car, resisting the pain.

Joshua looked at her quietly, his complex expression disappeared and was replaced by unspeakable bitterness. In the end he didn't say anything, just sat there, motionless.

Soon, Scott and others realized that something was wrong.

"Damn it, the information provided by Lex Luther is wrong. The armor-piercing projectile does not work. Start a backup plan."

After the order was issued, the sniper immediately changed his weapon, replaced the sniper rifle, and set up the small Vulcan gun with impact-type high-explosive shells.

Bang! Bang!

The low sound of guns exploded in the air, and three high-explosive shells capable of destroying a heavy tank penetrated the air and fell on Joshua.

The air started to boil!

The shock wave visible to the naked eye swayed around, followed by a large burning hot flame,

boom!

The floor was destroyed, and the flame blast washed away like a hurricane.

The snipers lying in the surrounding area gestured to cover their heads, then aimed at the target and continued firing.

The explosion sounded one after another, wave after wave, and after a while, the building began to tilt and collapse downward, eventually turning into rubble.

The shelling continued, until the bullets extinguished.

The dust is flying, covering the sky and the sun, and it has not fallen for a long time.

Scott Ruby and others walked out of the hotel, looked at the abandoned building turned into a big pit, and murmured,

"Now ~lightnovelpub.net~ should solve it!"

The local damage caused by such intensive high-explosive bombs is unimaginable. Even a piece of alloy steel can soften it, let alone people.

Not only him, everyone thinks so. After all, they are high-performance shells specially developed by the military for superpowers. Each shell is more than three times as powerful as normal high-explosive shells.

If such an attack can't kill the opponent, they really can't think of any weapon that can kill him.

Can't use nuclear bombs!

The atmosphere is a bit quiet, everyone is staring at the abandoned building, some hesitating, some puzzled, and more still silent.

Scott raised his hand to indicate that four elite soldiers wearing Tesla-powered armor and carrying heavy rifles strolled towards the ruins.

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