Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, but he put away the spring nest with his shoulders and didn't kill all the horses together. Anyway, he also has pasture here, so we can raise them together.
After eating my crops, it's my horse!
These horses are specially used for these killers. In order to prevent being found, they are not branded with the owner's brand.
Besides, if John Jacobs Astor can come to him alive to ask for help!
Regardless of the horses who all bowed their heads and began to harm the crops, Chen Mo stepped forward and waved the bodies into the space.
Chen Mo couldn't help exclaiming that it's better to use energy weapons to kill people and kill corpses. When time goes by, he thinks about fighting and ignores the actual use. It seems that when he goes back, he needs to upgrade his battle clothes and add energy weapons.
This is a postscript, not for the time being.
The micro tracking missile equipped on the steel battle suit is not a common bullet. The wound and the damaged tissue inside the body are burned directly by the slight explosion flame of the micro missile. The appearance is no different from that of the shot, but there is not a drop of blood flowing from the wound.
Chen Mo collected the bodies of a group of killers, and then directly controlled the steel battle clothes to rise up in the air, and quickly ascended into the air, toward the north of New York City.
Sitting in his luxurious and elegant study, John Jacob Astor gently stroked the ugly black mark on the glossy yew desk burned by cigars. His eyes were wandering, and he did not know what he was thinking.
I thought Chen Mo was just a local bun from China. I didn't know anything, but I only knew how to circle the land blindly.
I don't know who says fur trade makes money, so I dare to run to Missouri forest to rob my own business.
He was supposed to be killed by his company's armed men, but he didn't know whether it was because of his skin color or other reasons. He was so lucky that he accepted an Indian for his use and boldly provided a large number of fireguns to these Indians.
The Indians who had fireguns, even the outlaws under him, were not rivals. They stole most of the fur business from him. They also caused huge casualties to his men by virtue of these fierce Indians.
In this way, John Jacob Astor didn't take the foreign rich seriously. He wanted to deal with him by means of "civilization" with a playful attitude, but he failed repeatedly, and finally forced him to use force just like those fierce opponents.
This makes John Jacob Astor, who has always despised and despised Chen, uncomfortable.
How could John Jacobs Astor be reconciled to the fact that he was oppressed by a stupid and savage outsider in his mind.
However, after tonight, there will be no such person in the world!
No matter how fierce he is, he can't escape from the palm of his hand at last. All the people who are right with him are doomed!
However, John Jacob Astor was very concerned about Chen Mo, the opponent who made him suffer a lot of losses. To be exact, he was very bitter about Chen Mo's failure. He hated Chen Mo for a long time and could not sleep at all without hearing the news that he was killed.
With his fingers caressing the dents on the table, John Jacob Astor calculated the time in his mind. Now, Rex and others should have started.
Hateful Chinese businessman!
In the Missouri jungle, I have no way to take the Indians who are equipped with fireguns. Your private business team is also loyal to you. I was put together by you to buy the land. But this time, in the face of the real and powerful force in my hands, it depends on how you escape this robbery. Tonight, you will surely die!
Just as John Jacob Astor imagined the tragic ending of Chen Mo's being beaten into a sieve by the gunman he sent out, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but evoking a grim sneer, a dull buzzing sound suddenly sounded above his head, accompanied by the sound, the whole room seemed to shake, and the sound of falling bricks and stones also followed, as if this solid The villa was smashed by something, and John Jacob Astor's hand on his desk felt the strong vibration very clearly.
What's the matter?!
What can cause so much damage and so much vibration?
Before John Jacob Astor could react, another same dull hum and the sound of broken bricks followed. This time, the vibration from the table was more intense, which made his hands numb, and the sound seemed to be right in front of him!
John Jacob Astor couldn't care about his numb hands and his aching ears. Just in the open space in front of his desk, a large number of bricks and stones fell from above, banging on the smooth oak floor, and a cloud of smoke and dust came down from the ceiling with bricks and stones, floating towards the whole study A smell of cement and dust soon came to my nose.But John Jacob Astor didn't care to take out the handkerchief in his suit and vest pocket as usual, and cover his mouth and nose gracefully. He just sat there, head up, eyes wide, shocked at the big hole suddenly appeared in the ceiling above, and the dark and cold steel armor slowly falling down in the hole!
It's similar to the Medieval Knight's full body armor, but it's heavier and more aggressive. There's an unspeakable mechanical beauty of black armor. There's a bright white flame at the end of the limbs, and there's a bright cold white light at the position of the chest and eyes, as if it's completely free from the influence of gravity. I don't know how to slowly from the upper ceiling It landed steadily in the hole and finally landed on the floor in front of John Jacobs Astor with a crisp sound of steel contacting the floor.
Sitting in the broad seat, John Jacobs Astor was as frightened as seeing an alien. He looked at the nearly two meter high armor in front of him. He only felt his brain was in chaos. In his dream, he could not understand what was going on.
I must be too tired to sleep. It's a dream! This must be a dream?!
But when John Jacob Astor took a bite of his tongue, he didn't wake up as he thought, but only felt a sharp pain. The scene in front of him was incredible, and the incredible picture didn't change at all.
"You What monster are you! "