When it comes to masturbating, Lin Feng is a professional!

Even if it's a spaceship, he can guarantee a perfect shot.

What's more, there is a very beautiful woman in this spaceship, so the hit rate will definitely be higher.

If you don't know whether she is a friend or an enemy, then treat her as an enemy and prepare for the worst!

A plan slowly took shape in Lin Feng's mind.

A few days later.

Alexandria, USA.

In a warehouse, dozens of old cars and a large amount of scrap metal are piled up.

Elvis Wilson, who is in his fifties, is using a machine to dismantle a car.

Sparks were flying under the cutting blade, and a pungent metallic smell filled the small warehouse space.

Elvis was wearing headphones and listening to rhythmic heavy metal music.

This keeps him from hearing the annoying cutting sounds.

At this moment, the warehouse door was pushed open.

Three young men with dark skin and novel hairstyles walked in.

Elvis didn't pay attention until three young men appeared in front of him and he didn't react.

He quickly turned off the machine and took off the headphones.

He knew these three people and they were here to collect protection money.

Elvis explained that he was not in good health recently and had not made any money.

The three gangsters would not reason with him.

First he was scolded, and then he started to use his hands.

One of the young men was accidentally pushed by Elvis.

The man fell down on the cutting blade, and his hand happened to touch the switch.

There was a popping sound.

What was splashed this time was not high-temperature metal particles.

But blood and flesh.

The gangster was cut directly from the back to the chest with a cutting blade.

Seeing the gangster who was still struggling and spitting out a lot of blood from his mouth, Elvis was stunned.

The other two gangsters were also stunned.

I originally wanted to teach Elvis a lesson, but unexpectedly he died.

After a pause, the two turned around and ran away.

However, as soon as he ran to the door, the door slammed shut.

The two gangsters bumped into the door.

The pain brought the two of them to their senses. The death of their companion was none of their business.

But it was Elvis who moved his hands. It was Elvis who killed someone!

The two turned around to look at Elvis, only to see Elvis twisting his arms, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

This look is really terrifying!

Something more terrifying happened.

Elvis actually turned his hands around his shoulders and twisted his head clockwise several times.

Then, he walked towards the two gangsters step by step with eight-character steps.

The two gangsters were so frightened that they pulled hard on the metal door.

However, the old-looking iron door remained motionless.

One of the gangsters picked up a rusty steel pipe and stabbed it hard at Elvis, who was already in front of him.

With a 'pop' sound, Elvis's chest was penetrated by the steel pipe.

However, Elvis acted like nothing was wrong, smiled ferociously, raised his hand and pinched the gangster's neck.

As soon as he exerted force, there was a "click" sound, and the gangster's neck was strangled.

The remaining gangster rolled and crawled to the side and hid in a panic under an abandoned pickup truck.

Elvis smiled evilly and walked towards the pickup truck step by step.

Only then did the gangster under the car remember that he had a gun on him.

He took out his gun, pointed it at Elvis and pulled the trigger one after another.

This is a very powerful revolver.

When he fired randomly, the bullet hit Elvis's body, causing wounds the size of holes.

One of the bullets ripped off Elvis's skull.

But Elvis still walked towards the gangster.

After shooting six bullets, the gangster took a look in his pocket and several round-headed bullets fell out.

He loaded the bullet with trembling hands, and just as he loaded one, he saw Elvis' half-missing head peeking over.

The gangster screamed in fright, pointed the gun at himself and pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

After the gunshot, the gangster's head was not as complete as Elvis's head.

When Elvis saw the gangster die, various complicated expressions appeared on his face.

Then the wounds on his body began to heal.

The steel pipe inserted into the chest seemed to have melted, split into two pieces and fell to the ground.

In a matter of seconds, Elvis was back to his original appearance.

Then, a black liquid substance flowed from his body.

After landing on the ground, it quickly flowed towards the three corpses.

In less than three minutes, the three corpses and their clothes disappeared.

Elvis's eyes kept spinning in his eye sockets, he danced and made strange noises from his mouth.

…

At the same moment, Taiyin in the spaceship patted his forehead with a dissatisfied look on his face.

On the screen in front of her, everything happening in the warehouse was live broadcast.

What Taiyin was dissatisfied with was that the micro-robots controlled by her program were too clumsy compared to the 'detectors'.

Fortunately, it can be used without force.

Taiyin is a perfectionist, especially when it comes to writing programs.

Then, she opened the programming software and used her thoughts to drive the software to optimize the control program.

After spending several hours and debugging, Elvis' reaction finally became normal.

Just after the optimization was completed, there was a knock on the door.

Elvis stepped forward and opened the door, and saw a police car parked outside.

The two policemen held pistols on their waists in one hand and stared at Elvis closely.

Elvis raised his hands.

One of the policemen looked at Elvis, and another went in to check it out.

No abnormalities were found.

Then two police officers questioned Elvis.

It turned out that someone was passing by and heard gunfire in the warehouse, so he called the police.

As for Elvis, the two policemen also knew each other, although they didn't come often to patrol.

Finding nothing and nothing unusual, the two police officers left.

Elvis closed the door.

Then, countless micro-robots pounced on the metal and oil drums.

It only took a few hours for the warehouse to become empty.

The number of micro-robots suddenly increased several times, turning into an ordinary-looking motorcycle.
To be continued...