Civilization Invasion: Yaoshou, All The Time-Travelers Have Returned

Seeing that there were only a few black people carrying the coffin, everyone led by Zhamu breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought the enemy was chasing them and almost opened fire.

One of them immediately became furious, took out his pistol and said coldly: "What bad luck!"

Bang bang... The magazine was emptied directly. Zhamu's eyes bulged when he saw this, and he waved his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "Are you a fool? You actually fired. Don't you know that someone is chasing us?"

"Stop talking about it, boss! Get out of here first." The others also snorted angrily, cursing and preparing to leave.

"Humph!" Zhamu was about to leave when he saw an extremely horrifying scene.

Originally, in his imagination, the black men carrying the coffin should have fallen to the ground and died, or even if they had not died, they should have screamed in terror.

But he never thought that when he turned around, he saw a smile on the expressionless faces of several black people.

The beautiful ringtone slowly approached like a reminder.

"Holy shit, what the hell!" The shooter kept backing away with a look of horror on his face. He quickly changed a few magazines and continued shooting. However, the bullets disappeared invisibly after reaching the black man.

"MD, what's going on today! Why do we always encounter such weird things?"

"You're still talking nonsense, just run away!"

"Boss, run! What are you thinking about?"

One of them found Zhamu standing motionless, thinking that he was frightened and wanted to pull him away when he came back. However, no matter how hard he tried, Zhamu didn't move.

His eyes were just rolling around, and dense cold sweat poured down his back, and there were also a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Could it be that..."

The younger brother seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale with fear. This time he ignored Zhamu and ran away directly with a few people.

Zhamu stayed there in a daze, watching helplessly as several black men in formal attire opened the coffin and put him in. There was a violent shaking and a feeling of falling.

Zhamu wanted to scream in fear, but couldn't utter a word.

Only a roar was heard, and the whole person lost consciousness.

If anyone were here, they would see several black people throwing the coffin into the air, jumping up and dancing the mysterious dance around the coffin in mid-air, and then falling as the coffin fell.

Rumble——

A mushroom cloud rose from the forest and directly vaporized everything within a radius of twenty kilometers.

Several drug lords who were escaping suddenly felt a wave of heat coming from behind. Before they could turn around, their whole bodies were directly vaporized. Their final expressions were one of horror, horror, and disbelief.

A deep pit suddenly appeared, the ground trembled, and air waves continued for forty or fifty kilometers.

The flimsy building made of wood collapsed instantly.

Father Heng and Mother Heng, who were four or five kilometers away, saw this and their eyes widened. They stretched out their hands to form a protective shield of four to five kilometers, and the SEAL team was wrapped in it.

When the air wave disappeared, except for the defensive barrier, everything visible to the naked eye was turned into fly ash.

Some drug lords who have not been killed or have surrendered are very happy.

If you follow the boss and run away, you will definitely die!

Heng's father and Heng's mother looked at each other. With their strength in the golden elixir stage, they could naturally see things four or five kilometers away.

I saw several black men flying into the air, dancing a devilish dance, and kicking towards the coffin.

A mushroom cloud appeared immediately, and the terrifying air wave vaporized everything.

"Wife...that wasn't summoned by you, was it?" Dad Heng swallowed and blinked. If it weren't for the heat wave radiating around him and everything disappearing, he probably wouldn't be willing to believe it.

"It should be them...the black coffin-carrying team! They said they completed the nuclear explosion, but it turned out to be true!" Heng's mother was stunned for a moment, then cheered up, lifted the protective cover and flew towards the center.

"Wait for me!" Dad Heng was about to fly away when someone behind him stopped him.

"Boss! What should we do with these people?"

A middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes walked out of the SEAL team. There was a scar on his face that spread all over his face. He gave an incomprehensible military salute and spoke in a deep voice.

Dad Heng waved his hand: "Let them go! They are just a bunch of cannon fodder anyway."

"Yes!" The scar-faced middle-aged man nodded slightly and signaled to the surrounding soldiers.

The remaining drug lords were so grateful that they burst into tears.

"You guys wait here for now, we'll be back soon." After Heng's father finished speaking, he jumped into the air and left.

The SEAL team members looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. A few people stood up to patrol, and a group of people set up camp.

Extremely capable, as if it were ordinary.

...

Heng Ma arrived at the center of the nuclear explosion in less than two minutes.

I happened to see seven black men opening the coffin under the instruction of one black man.

A burst of dust was shaken off by them and drifted away in the wind.

No need to think too much, Heng Ma already knew what it was.

He fell directly from the sky, came to a few people and said softly: "You should be a team of seven!"

The leader, a black man, held a wooden staff and commanded them.

When someone spoke, he immediately turned his head and looked surprised.

"It's us, boss!"

"We were going to find you, but we didn't expect you were already here!"

"Okay, does the trick you just used have any side effects?"

"Are there any side effects? It can only be used once a day, and it cannot exceed your level, my beautiful boss!" The black leader explained softly with a flattering smile.

"I see! Then you will be the assassination team from now on, just follow my arrangements."

"Of course, you have to reimburse our food and expenses! After all, we still have to repair the coffin!"

"What currency do you usually use?" Heng's mother was a little confused. Money is not the problem, the problem is lack of money. Bah, if you have money, you can't communicate with each other.

"Any currency is fine, just give me 100,000 at a time!"

“Is that 100,000 VND okay?”

"Okay!"

"You guys are really not picky...I'll give you one million VND that time!"

"Thank you, you are such a generous and beautiful boss!" The black man said that he had never seen so much money, and it was just a one-time payment.

I didn't see the weird smile on Heng's mother's face at all. A repair cost less than thirty yuan, so giving them three hundred yuan is not too much, right?

At this time, Dad Heng also arrived not far away.

Within two seconds, he landed.

When the black leader saw this, he knelt down and said, "This must be the big boss! Your wife is so generous. She actually gave us one million VND at a time to repair the coffin. This is the most generous thing I have seen so far." people."

"One hundred Vietnamese dong?" Heng's father also had a strange expression when he heard this, but the object of his weirdness was Heng's mother.

When did my wife become so stingy? She only gave someone less than 300 yuan, and she was still grateful.

Heng Ma shrugged. She was just joking at first, but it turned out... They only wanted 100,000 VND, which was less than 30 yuan, so she simply gave him 1 million VND.

"Okay, what should we do next?"

Heng's mother interrupted Heng's father's fantasy, and the smile on her face became stronger.

"Needless to say? Of course I want to get rid of this cancer for the whole world~"

"Haha... let's start from here!"

"Of course! We will leave our names in history~"

With smiles on their faces, the couple began their real battle, and a legend would be born in the future.