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"I don't care what kind of Smasher he is!" Rebecca fired first, unafraid, but the Iron Gall's firing rate was limited. Although Adam Smasher was covered in the highest-grade cybernetics, he was still afraid of his optical implants being hit, so he raised his hand to shield his face. The guns in the hands of the other three also started to fire.
Adam Smasher's mouth was always foul, but most people who heard him didn't survive. "A bunch of street cockroaches, daring to cause trouble here. Are you tired of the garbage outside?"
Although he hadn't had a chance to adopt an attacking stance, he didn't retreat a single step. In just a few seconds, all four people in the elevator were reloading their magazines.
The only sound was a soft rustle, the sound of magazines rubbing against clothes. At this moment, everyone's heart rate had soared, and they all knew in their hearts that this collective reloading gap meant death.
Adam Smasher lowered his mechanical arm, his voice carrying an electronic tone. "Heh heh, you cockroach scums."
Jackie had two guns, and reloading them was the most troublesome. He simply tucked both golden guns into his waist holsters, let out a loud roar, and charged out.
He lowered his center of gravity, performed a mixed martial arts waist-clinch, and tried his best to push Adam Smasher away. He intended to create some space for his companions; staying in the elevator would surely lead to death.
Although Jackie's physique was not as large as Maine's, he was a well-built man from years of training, and he had quite a few cybernetics to enhance his athletic performance.
Normally, it would be no problem for him to push several people when he went all out. But now, Jackie found that what he was hugging was a thick stone pillar. No matter how hard he tried, the other party remained completely motionless.
He instinctively felt that something was wrong. Fortunately, the three people behind him were not foolish at all. Taking advantage of this gap, they not only ran out but also formed an encirclement around Adam Smasher.
Adam Smasher easily lifted the 200-plus-pound Jackie by the back of his neck with one hand, and grabbed Jackie's cybernetic arm with the other. Everyone understood what this meant, and fearing to hurt Jackie, they all shot at Adam Smasher's torso or lower limbs. It could not stop Adam Smasher's actions.
This scene was chilling; Jackie's arm was directly torn off. A small string of current leaked out, along with blood. Although it was a cybernetic limb that was torn off, the wires connecting it were still flesh. If it was forcibly ripped off, the skin and flesh would suffer the same tearing damage. Jackie screamed, tossed aside like garbage.
David was enraged. Seeing this scene, an astonishing fighting spirit erupted from him. He leaped forward, planting his foot on Adam Smasher's waist, and draped one hand over that bald mechanical head.
The A22B Chao Shi in his hand had already been replaced with an RT46 Storm Revolver. This was almost the most powerful handgun. David, overcome with emotion, instinctively chose close-quarters combat.
This was a beast's instinct, instinctively feeling that getting closer would inflict greater damage on the opponent. The muzzle of the large revolver was pressed directly against Adam Smasher's back of the head, firing shot after shot.
Adam Smasher was also bewildered. It had been so many years; truly, it had been a long time since anyone dared to fight him in close combat.
Usually, if the opponent knew he was Adam Smasher, they would choose to hide behind cover and sneak a few shots at him when he wasn't paying attention.
Today, two cockroaches actually dared to engage him in close combat, which made him excited. "Not bad, you street cockroaches!"
David wasn't stupid. After a few shots, he had already gained an advantage. He let go, kicked off with his leg, and performed a backflip to disengage from Adam Smasher. Adam Smasher's hand had just been about to swipe at his back, naturally swiping at empty air.
The machine gun built into his wrist made a cocking sound. The four people were startled and scattered, each finding cover. Yes, even Jackie, enduring the severe pain, found a large flower bed and lay down behind it. The machine gun rattled, and Adam Smasher swept it around, laughing, very happy.
A huge iron fist struck from behind! It smashed into the back of his head! Even such great force only made him stumble a few steps. When Maine was just thrown against the wall by Adam Smasher, the concussion was not light, and he felt dizzy and nauseous for quite a while. Now, returning to the battlefield, he also gave Adam Smasher a taste of his own medicine, an eye for an eye.
Maine stepped forward, as if making a declaration of war, actively getting in his face. Maine, equipped with the cybernetics, was even taller. The two stood face to face, just like street thugs before a fight. Indeed, once upon a time, Adam Smasher was also a street thug.
Maine looked provocative. "You're Adam Smasher? You're not much, are you?"
Adam Smasher's thuggish demeanor was also provoked. Even though he was at a height disadvantage, his aura was not diminished in the slightest. "What good is a cockroach even if it's wearing a paper vest? What use is a piece of trash that can't even overcome its own weight?"
The conversation ended, and battle was imminent. Maine threw another punch, and Adam Smasher easily dodged it by tilting his head. The subsequent movements were quite fluid. He raised his knee and delivered a powerful kick.
Maine was hit in the abdomen by the front kick, once again slamming into the wall. Fortunately, this time he was prepared, unlike the first time when he was ambushed, so the damage was significantly reduced. However, Adam Smasher's casual kick had extraordinary power, causing Maine to spit out saliva.
Adam Smasher didn't seem to intend to stop. A large number of miniature missiles shot out from his shoulder. Who knew how powerful these were? Maine immediately activated the magnetic field gravity, suspending the countless small missiles that were almost in his face in mid-air, then they fell naturally as if lifeless.
David, Rebecca, and Dorio had actually been looking for opportunities to shoot Adam Smasher, even the one-armed Jackie. Adam Smasher completely ignored them, and indeed, shooting him didn't seem to have any effect. But what could they do? Just watch them fight one-on-one?
Maine looked at Adam Smasher again and quickly activated active gravity pressure. Unfortunately, this active pressure was completely different from passive defense; even their working principles were different. It couldn't be activated instantly, meaning there was a one or two-second delay between activation and completion of the attack.
This type of attack was very effective against large targets like vehicles, but Adam Smasher was very agile. The invisible gravitational force was powerful; the floor shattered, but Adam Smasher was no longer in his original spot. He scorned and mocked Maine. Adam Smasher's highly modified face could also smile, but his smile was truly ugly and eerie.
Maine realized that to utilize magnetic field gravity, he could only use it defensively, for example, to restrain Adam Smasher at close range. Active pressure's activation speed was too slow to be meaningful. To take down Adam Smasher, close-quarters combat was necessary, and there was another move, Sandevistan.
At this moment, on the second basement level, the two corporate cronies who had just hidden and escaped disaster now felt completely safe. Not forcing Lucy to stay seemed to be the right decision, otherwise, both of them would have been decapitated by now. They looked at the screen and smiled smugly.
"Alright, the annual blockbuster is about to begin. Adam Smasher vs. Cyberpunk."
"But wasn't Cyberpunk originally designed for Adam Smasher?"
"That's why it's a blockbuster! Adam Smasher has long since thoroughly studied the blueprints and various data of Cyberpunk. It is said that he is not very satisfied with Cyberpunk."
"Indeed, compared to his own numerous top-tier cybernetics, Cyberpunk is practically a cheap knockoff."
"It was just for him to evaluate. The original plan was to mass-produce Cyberpunk for soldiers to use in the future, to enhance their combat power."
"Heh heh, indeed, now it's just a different evaluation method."