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The two young men then set their sights on Ye Wanlan, and frowned at the same time.

Where did Ye Xingli find a female mercenary?

But it was useless.

Even those on the mercenary list would not be their opponents at all.

The strong men on the list are just mortal bodies after all. Even if they are injected with genetic drugs and other reagents, they are still human bodies.

But they are different.

They have received the blessing of the tower master. No matter how powerful the mortals are, they are just ants that can be strangled to death at will.

Double swords?

Such cold weapons can only be used by those people in Shenzhou who are complacent.

Indulging in the glory of martial arts in the past will eventually lead to self-destruction.

"I'll kill Ye Xingli, and you kill this female mercenary." The young man who came out first stepped forward, "Quickly, bring the head to the tower master."

The other young man smiled cruelly: "Just right, leave the body for us to study."

"Not bad." The leading young man nodded with satisfaction, "It should be--"

He didn't finish his words because his throat was cut by something cold.

Then, blood gushed out like a waterfall, and blood flowed into a river in an instant.

The young man widened his eyes, his head was extremely stiff, and he raised his hand in disbelief to cover his neck, but only more blood flowed, and even the possibility of self-healing was wiped out.

What kind of weapon is this?

What speed is this?

Who is this girl? !

However, no one can answer this question.

People who have seen the Shadow Sword have also disappeared from this world.

Neither of them thought that the result would be like this.

In their imagination, they could chop off the heads of Ye Wanlan and Ye Xingli while chatting and laughing.

But in the end, both of them had their throats cut off, and could only watch their lives slip away.

"Too much nonsense will kill you." Ye Wanlan looked down at him, "Since your tower master has never taught you, I will teach you this lesson."

The two young men died unwillingly.

Ye Xingli stared blankly at the girl holding two swords, and his worldview was greatly impacted at this moment.

This...is it over?

"Very strange." Ye Wanlan said slowly.

Ye Xingli repeated subconsciously: "Very strange?"

Ye Wanlan said: "They are not Atlanteans, but their physical strength is beyond that of humans."

Ye Xingli was surprised: "Is there a third race in our world?"

"No, they are humans." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "But their bodies have been transformed by something. It is not surprising that it was done by the master of Tongtian Tower. Save Yuan Lao."

Ye Xingli finally came to his senses and hurried forward to rescue the unconscious Dean Yuan from the cage.

Ye Wanlan immediately took out the pill and stuffed it into Dean Yuan's mouth, and then quickly inserted seven silver needles into his several major acupoints.

However, doing all this was not enough!

"The situation is not good." Ye Wanlan said quickly, "You must see a doctor immediately!"

The three pills she fed to Dean Yuan could only save his breath.

A person lives on a breath, and he must be saved before this breath dissipates.

Ye Wanlan sent a message in the group without thinking.

[YN]: @The richest man in the world, Xiao Kerry, I need a plane with the best medical facilities. This plane will go to Yunjing in thirty minutes.

[The richest man in the world]: Got it.

Ye Wanlan breathed a sigh of relief

For Dean Yuan, the Global Center is completely unsafe and has become a death row.

She must transfer Dean Yuan to a safe place as soon as possible.

But time waits for no one, and Dean Yuan also needs treatment as soon as possible.

The only person who could move all kinds of medical equipment onto the plane within 30 minutes was Christine, the president of the World Bank.

"Let's go." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan on his back and retreated from the electronic prison.

"Sister YN, let me do it." Ye Xingli finally felt relieved, "You've been fighting all the way, you need to rest."

"No, Xingli, you can't follow." Ye Wanlan said coldly, "You should know that everyone who has seen you here is dead, so you have never been here, do you understand?"

Ye Xingli's mind seemed to be hit hard by something, and he trembled violently.

"I will let Ling Yunzhan and Wen Chaosheng help you forge an alibi." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan on his back, "Although I said I can't avoid it, then I will fight, but-"

She paused: "You must have enough strength to continue fighting."

These two very calm words made Ye Xingli feel a tingling scalp.

He slowly exhaled: "I understand, Sister YN."

Dean Yuan was rescued, and he was the most suspected.

Even he hadn't considered it, but Ye Wanlan had already thought it through for him.

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"Happy cooperation." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows, "I have also found an excuse for you to come to Shenzhou to visit Mr. Yuan. Shenzhou University will also send students to Yunjing University soon. You can just follow them when the time comes."

"Okay." Ye Xingli bowed to Ye Wanlan very solemnly, "Sister YN, I'll leave the teacher to you!"

"Don't worry." Ye Wanlan murmured, "The country's important weapon cannot be taken away by the King of Hell."

Every step of this action was within her plan, but it was too smooth.

According to her estimation, the Lord of Tongtian Tower should have sent a new group of people here, but he didn't.

Ye Wanlan narrowed his eyes. Could it be that something trapped the Lord of Tongtian Tower?

Or who was it?

**

At the same time, Tongtian Tower.

After waiting for a long time, the Lord of Jidao still didn't show up. Even if the young man had good patience, he couldn't wait any longer.

"There are still ten seconds until the agreed time." The young man said coldly, "If your Lord doesn't show up within these ten seconds, then-"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the right protector: "What's the hurry, what's the hurry? You said there are still ten seconds. Have the ten seconds arrived?"

The young man's face turned green, and he looked furious.

But just when he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the left protector.

"Of course not." The left protector said slowly, "There are still five, four - three, two, one!"

"Shua--"

The wind blew and a figure appeared.

Seeing the person coming, the right and left protectors immediately threw all the melon seed shells on the young man.

The two knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Subordinates pay homage to the Taoist master!"

From the outside, although the person wearing a mask, it can still be seen from his figure and steps that this is an extremely young man.

He is elegant, noble, and has a kind of unworldly and independent temperament, like a camellia swaying in the wind on a snowy mountain.

But if you look closely, you can feel the suppressed darkness and hostility in him, which makes people dare not despise him.

The young man with a head full of melon seed shells had no time to get angry. He looked horrified, and there was residual fear in his eyes.

The guards of the Tower of Babel are so strict, there are many guards on each floor, and each floor is stronger than the previous one.

Even he doesn't know how strong the guards on the top floor are.

Even the major forces in the Global Center could not sneak into the Tower of Babel quietly.

But the extremely young man in front of him did it.

He didn't even notice when this young man appeared!

Yan Tingfeng flicked his sleeves and said lightly: "Let your tower master come to see me."

He didn't say "please", but "let". (End of this chapter)