The searing white beam continues to spray from the Hellfire's chest, like a sharp military knife, plowing a half-meter deep trench on the ground. The black-clad special agents that the beam grazes are all vaporized, the sound of explosions ringing in the ears continuously.
"I'll leave this to you guys." Tang Zheng doesn't want to waste time on these insignificant soldiers, his palm shooting out continuous Impact Beams, killing as many as he can. But the moment he flies over the heads of the black-clad special agents and sets foot in the Artificial Stadium, a clone of the mother queen, whose head is covered in snake-like mechanical tentacles, instantly teleports to his side and strikes out with a powerful punch.
She is still shrouded in the red leather clothes, accentuating her voluptuous figure—a delightful sight indeed. However, Tang Zheng doesn't hesitate at all to punch back, engaging with her in a fierce melee.
