In the large cave deep within the cave, where the lights shine brightly, the richest playboy in New York and Yin Sen, a scientist specializing in emission mechanics and electronics, are imprisoned.
Tony, clad in rough and worn tights with non-slip gloves on his hands, his eyes determined and courageous, spoke in a low voice: "Yin Sen, we must hurry."
Tony stood before Mark One, his arms open for Yin Sen to assemble the armor.
Last night, Raza held red-hot coals between tongs and placed them in front of Yin Sen's mouth, which was pressed against the iron felt, forcing them to accelerate their work and demanding that the assembly be completed by tonight.
To prevent Yin Sen from succumbing to despair, Tony reluctantly agreed to this demand.
The previously relaxed timeline suddenly became urgent.
This is their last chance to escape. If they miss tonight, they will be tortured to death by the angry robbers.
Yin Sen appeared slightly flustered: "Okay, let's confirm again, 41 steps ahead, 16 steps to the right when going out..."
(Hungarian) "Boom boom boom! Open the door! Open the door!"
Tony's eyelids twitched slightly, maintaining a calm demeanor: "Yin Sen, just reply to him briefly to delay time."
Yin Sen's face paled, and his hand, putting on the armor, began to tremble: "Damn it, I don't know Hungarian!"
Tony took a breath to control his emotions and smiled: "It's okay, the detonator bomb must understand Hungarian."
Though he felt flustered inside, Tony relied on his strong psychological resilience to stabilize the situation.
At the door, there was a detonator bomb made by Tony and Yin Sen.
As soon as the door is pushed open, the bomb will detonate, potentially taking the lives of those nearby.
(Hungarian) "No! Help! Help! Boom, boom, boom!"
(Hungarian) "Ahhh! Devil!"
"Stab!"
The screams of the door knocker abruptly stopped, blood flowing from under the iron door, filling the cave with a strong smell of blood.
Tony and Yin Sen looked at each other, sensing something was amiss.
Tony asked hesitantly, "Civil unrest? Riot?"
Yin Sen shook his head decisively, "No, they..."
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
The bomb at the door detonated, blowing the iron gate away, deeply into the opposite mountain wall.
Almost simultaneously, the crisp sound of bones cracking reached their ears.
This meant that the person outside the door had been blown into shattered fragments by the bomb and the iron door.
It also meant that their only defense had failed, and they had little time to prepare.
Tony's eyes sharpened. The Mark 1 was only half assembled, and he couldn't fight back yet.
Sweat dripped from Yin Sen's forehead, his voice trembling as he hurriedly put on the armor for Tony: "There's not enough time... Damn it, damn it! Damn it!"
Tony said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, you start the program, and I'll handle the rest!"
Once the weapon program is loaded, he can buy a lot of time.
Yin Sen hurriedly put down the screwdriver, turned around, and pressed F11 and the Enter key. A progress bar appeared on the computer screen, slowly moving from 1% forward.
At this rate, it would definitely give the robbers enough time to rush in and kill them.
Yin Sen's face grew tense, gritting his teeth, "I'll buy you time!"
Tony's expression changed drastically, trapped in the Mark 1 because the power program hadn't been loaded, "No! This is not what we agreed on!"
"Time? What time? This bomb is quite powerful."
Yin Sen turned his head in horror, not expecting members of the Ten Commandments Gang to approach so quickly after being bombed just once.
Tony clenched his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, "Damn it, Yin Sen, help me hold him back!"
Just wait until the progress bar reaches 20%, and the arm power system can be loaded!
Yin Sen, full of extreme fear, trembling and muttering, "Evil... devil!"
Tony leaned against the door, feeling uneasy, unsure of what Yin Sen saw.
Fang pulled out the shrapnel stuck in his face with his hands calmly, blood flowing, and even the blood constantly flowing from his body. The power of the horse talisman was constantly pushing out these foreign objects, healing the wound.
After acquiring the horse talisman, Fang also gained a high pain immunity ability, able to ignore severe pain on his body.
However, the scene was too bloody, challenging human psychological endurance.
Fang pulled out the shrapnel from his mouth and licked the quickly healing wound with his tongue, "Tsk, if it weren't for the Regenerative Healing Factor, I'm afraid I would have been done for."
The Shadowkhan quickly started killing after going out. In the dark night, ordinary people couldn't defend against these elite Shadowkhan soldiers, killing indiscriminately along the way.
Fang was in charge of quacking, while the Shadowkhan soldiers were in charge of random killing.
After the Shadowkhan soldiers found Tony's place of imprisonment, Fang leisurely rushed over, admiring the superb killing skills of the Shadowkhan soldiers, and beheaded all the enemies.
Then, Fang stood in front of the prison iron gate.
The Shadowkhan soldiers stood on both sides respectfully, and the leader Shadowkhan thoughtfully raised the door handle and pushed open the iron gate for Fang.
As a result, the ten Shadowkhan were killed instantly, Fang's iron door smashed into the wall, unable to be closed.
Fortunately, the Shadowkhan soldiers were immortal, resurrected from the darkness and sprang out.
The ten Shadowkhan quickly pulled Fang out of the wall, dusted off his clothes, and straightened his appearance.
Fang silently gestured to the Shadowkhan soldiers to stand near the door to keep watch. He pulled out the shrapnel from his face and walked into the cave.
As soon as he entered, he saw Yin Sen, who was in fear, and heard Tony's shout from behind the canvas.
Fang glanced at the stunned Yin Sen, showing no interest, and looked at the side covered by the heavy canvas.
The leader Shadowkhan cut off the canvas with a Tang knife and turned Mark 1, which was facing away, around with another Shadowkhan soldier.
Tony looked at the blood-drenched man in front of him, extreme fear spreading through him.
Blood dripped all over his body, his clothes and pants torn to pieces, bomb fragments slowly squeezing out of his chest.
It was like a scene from a horror movie.
Fang wiped the blood from his face, his expression even more frightening, "Tony, did you make this bomb? The effect is really good. If it weren't for my Regenerative Healing Factor, you would have killed me eleven times."
Tony feigned shock, quickly estimating the loading progress of his program in his mind, trying to buy time, "Who are you?"
Fang glanced at the computer screen on the table, showing only a 2% progress bar, and stated firmly, "10 million dollars, and I will spare your life for now."