Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 1232 Chapter 1249 Kryptonite Kills (3 more)

At the end of the day, it was the RIPD side that upset Phil the most.

Clearly targeted weapons, but not too much RIPD.

If his men had a professional weapon, even with only twelve rounds, they would have been able to contain the situation quickly, without having to restrain themselves as much as they do now.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. did get these things, it did do a little research, and both sides of the cottage were aware of the intent, but it was human nature.

Just now, Phil contacted each other to let them know it was a mess.

The other side was reluctant to unify their manpower, and he now had no idea how many people RIPD had sent to solve the incident.

Such a nagging institution is too much trouble! He was defamatory in his heart, but he didn't do anything.

RIPD executives are in direct contact with Nickfried and the World Security Council, and Phil's status is a conversation with people's small field workers.

But conscientiously, his identity is actually equivalent to that of the head of RIPD's New York division.

Unable to withstand the high RIPD posture, Phil has never seen one of the other's division directors before and has only had contact with the other's grass-roots operators.

He also mentioned this to Nick Fry, who has always been calm and overwhelming, and showed helplessness in the face, just saying, "We can't take care of them," and the topic ended.

These thoughts flashed quickly in Phil's head, and he couldn't help but roar in the intercom system: "Cheney, haven't you finished the siege yet? ”

There was a moment of silence, and the response came: "Boss, they're too cunning, they have the ability to walk on the wall, they've been wandering around the building, and we can't block them. ”

Phil: “Then try harder. If it doesn't work, push them out and give Jack a shot. ”

There can be no longer a delay with these two dead ghosts, and every minute and second wasted at this moment is the lives of innocent people.

Just like that, a shadow glided from the air and kicked through a window, banging into the interior of the building.

Phil was shocked: "What's going on? ”

There was another moment of silence in the intercom system, and then came the sound of Cheney's surprise: "Batman, Batman is here... uh, he killed both dead ghosts. ”

Phil: …

People: …

How many fucking seconds is this?

It's less than five seconds since Batman broke into the window and spoke to Cheney.

And just now these two sly dead guys and they got tangled up for almost five minutes.

As Phil and the shooter's men were pushing, Luke had jumped out of another window and slipped straight into front of the two: "Why are your men still using cyberguns when they want to catch them alive? ”

Phil and his men were all depressed when they heard about it.

Again, Phil opens his mouth to explain the dilemma of the lack of special guns and accompanying ammunition for the dead.

Luke's red lens flashed on the mask: "Is that it? Why didn't you just say it? ”

He reached down under the cape and actually took a bag out of the storage space and threw it at the shooter: “I just bought a special 9mm pistol bullet the other day. Ordinary guns can also be used. Dead ghosts can be shot dead. ”

Phil was surprised: "You still have this thing... hmm? You just bought it? ”

Luke nodded slightly at him.

Phil immediately realized: This is just the “Everything for Big Guy” item!

Luke looked at Phil's robotic gloves again: "You're not that bad at shooting right now, believe in yourself.” ”

Phil noticed his gaze drop and knew it was a reminder to take advantage of the auxiliary shooting function of the robotic gloves, only to smile bitterly: "There were too few bullets to waste. ”

Luke nodded: "Inform your team that I will be replenishing them with a special shipment of ammunition along the way, and this is not the time to save money.” He didn't wait for Phil to answer, so he took off.

Not to understand that S.H.I.E.L.D. was so inefficient, he was too lazy to talk to Phil about it.

In the next 10 minutes or so, Luke followed Alfred's planned route to clear the ghosts while simultaneously supplying Phil's 10 squadrons with special ammunition.

Each team received 200 rounds of special ammunition, most of which were allocated to the best gunmen, while the others received several rounds of spare ammunition each.

Multiple fire points, different from the threat level of a single fire point.

An effective fire point doesn't even need an enclosure, and three or five people can push each other into the dead end with relative ease.

The level of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents is not so bad, and the number of cyberguns available from the side auxiliary immediately increases the speed of clearance of the dead.

Phil finally got a little relieved when he watched the dense, numb red dots on his phone disappear.

Maintaining this efficiency will take up to thirty minutes to complete the clean-up, and this big riot of the dead will be over in an hour.

It is unfortunate that the troubles are so great that they have not had the worst consequences.

Luke cleaned up the ghosts all the way over here, looked at the thousands of points that were missing from the system, and it still hurt a little.

The bullets he supplied Phil with were just modified in the storage space.

A few days ago, the system prompted the receipt of special fusion-type psychic energy for cloning when it took the initiative to take a bullet from that blonde wave of blue light.

He later harassed the system and figured out the way.

In short, the little old man's blu-ray bullet is a special product of certain special mental energies that can be regarded as an "extraordinary mental” energy attack fired with a gun.

But such attacks are ineffective against normal humans and have a "one blow, one fatal” effect on the dead who are ineffective against ordinary firearms.

This is also why the ghosts are not afraid of physical attacks, but rarely make a mess.

The strongest thing about them is their immortality, which is also the weakness that makes them die with one shot.

With that figured out, Luke had the system help him with the Enchanted Bullets, and Selena got a bunch of them.

The bullet itself is the most common type, just put it in the storage space, hand in the points, tell the system the strength of the Enchant, and the Enchant process is over.

And the Enchant takes one shot, at least 20 points.

This is not a processing fee charged by the system, it is simply injecting 20 points of energy into the bullet.

In a word, kryptonite gold.

Though Luke's earnings are not slow now, they are much slower than his earnings.

When he made thousands of points a month, he was still earning detectives tens of thousands of dollars a year, up to a few million extra dollars.

Now it's easy to brush tens of thousands of points a month, and his family is tens of billions.

In contrast, he felt the “gold” of this Enchanted Bullet Krypton was really painful.

When you send 2,000 Enchanted Bullets to 10 S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, even though it's only a minimum of one twentieth, 40,000 points will be lost.