Nightmare Attack

The four remaining members of the dark army walked out of the crowd and followed Mr. Luo firmly.

Luo Yunshan raised his fist in Lin Wan'er's direction, "Commissioner Lin, once this matter is over, I hope you will take more care of my Luo family. Now that the culprit has been killed, I hope that for the sake of my old age, I can open the Internet to the unsuspecting younger members of the family." one side."

Looking at the people walking out of the team, even Mr. Jingde couldn't help but have red eyes, "Not enough! Not enough!"

"And I!"

Hearing the sound, Yao Shunyu turned his head violently and saw Li Bai limping out, "Are you crazy? Why are you a woman joining in the fun?" Yao Shunyu said and was about to push Li Bai back.

But Li Bai, who was swaying even as he walked, had surprisingly firm eyes at this moment. She grabbed Yao Shunyu's wrist, squeezed it hard, and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry for hiding it from you for so long, but I am also a soldier."

"Hurry up!" Mr. Jingde reminded. The gavel that protected them was being pulled by a powerful force and had begun to twist, showing signs of breaking.

"I don't have a chance to visit your hometown, but it doesn't matter. Everyone will go for me. You all should be well." Li Bai bypassed Yao, Shunyu and walked towards the edge of the protective shield.

"Girl, stay!" An old voice suddenly sounded from the team behind them.

Li Bai subconsciously turned his head and saw an old man wearing Miao costumes walking out. This was a Sanren master recruited from the people. Li Bai had an impression of him. His ability that looked like witchcraft had been outstanding in previous battles. vulgar.

The old man now has a broken arm. He used a torn piece of cloth to tightly strangle the blood vessel. His right ear was also cut off. Half of his cheek was covered with blood. "Girl, I respect you, but the man here is not dead yet." Light, it’s not your turn to take the lead!”

The old Miao man raised his chin to Mr. Jingde, "Jingde, I won't argue with you for tricking us into coming here, but I want to tell you that even though we live in the wilderness, we can't be loyal to our country." Hanhu, I have to be a man with you, I will accompany you on this last journey!"

When the old Miao people also walked into the team, Mr. Jingde also slowly stepped back and stood side by side with Mr. Luo and the old Miao people.

The force outside became stronger and stronger, and cracks began to appear in the protective shield formed by the gavel. The situation became extremely critical for a while.

“I’ll leave the rest to you!”

Mr. Jingde raised his hands to the remaining people, and the people behind him clasped their fists at the same time and said loudly: "Please!"

Fatty and others burst into tears, choked with sobs and speechless, "Senior"

The protective shield formed by the gavel began to shrink. Soon, Mr. Jingde and those who had walked out before left the scope of the protective shield. A huge pulling force fell on them instantly, and each living person was like a piece of paper. It was generally torn apart, and the scene was indescribably miserable.

But the shrunken protective shield became more solid, actually resisting tearing, and the blazing white light outside intensified until it swallowed up everything.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a "Peng" sound, and the outer protective shield shattered like glass, but before those fragments fell and cut the person's body, they turned into dots of crystal in mid-air.

Now the whole world is quiet. Looking around, all the remaining dead trees have disappeared, leaving no stumps or broken arms. Instead, a huge deep pit has been formed where the old man Quanxu once stood. The ground is sunken, and the uppermost The layer of soil seemed to have been dug out of thin air.

Mr. Jingde's people, as well as the night watchman's group, all disappeared, and the whole world became frighteningly empty.

"Then what kind of weapon is that?" Someone asked with a trembling voice, but this question was destined to remain unanswered.

The remaining group of people walked towards the giant pit. They wanted to confirm the final results of the battle, although everyone believed that there was no chance that the old president would survive such an attack.

Standing on the edge of the huge pit and looking down, the scene inside is shocking. The huge pit is dozens of meters deep, and there is a large amount of white mist below that seems to be formed by the rapid evaporation of water. There are shadows in the white mist, and it is difficult to see clearly. have what.

However, Tang Qisheng, who had the dean's blood eyes, was stunned for a moment. He vaguely saw something standing in the center of the huge pit, "There is someone! There is another person in the center of the huge pit!"

"Who is it? The old president?" The voice of No. 2 is already a little distorted. If they can survive such an attack, they really don't know how to kill each other. Maybe they can only acquiesce in the fact that the old president is immortal. .

"I don't know, I can't see clearly, but there is indeed a person standing. Well, it may not be a person, but a dead thing."

Hearing Tang Qisheng's hesitant words, No. 13 became anxious, "Just tell me what that thing is doing?"

"It hasn't moved. That thing hasn't moved." Tang Qisheng added.

"Why don't we go down and take a look?" A folk expert who looked not very smart asked. His head was broken and was simply bandaged with medical gauze, like a big rice dumpling.

"Okay, then who should we choose? Are you going?" No. 13 rolled his eyes at the other party. He didn't like people who talk without thinking.

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded and started to put down his backpack, then took out a roll of rope and prepared to tie it around his waist. No. 13 was really surprised when he found out that the other party was coming and hurriedly stopped him, "Brother, brother, don't do this! "

This white mist enveloped everything below, and it looked strange. What was even more strange was that the white mist could not be blown by the wind, but slowly spread outward like a living thing.

"Don't panic, I'll call dad out. Dad said to come to him if you encounter any trouble that can't be solved." Wen Zhao took out a newspaper scroll from his arms.

No. 13 looked at this boy who looked younger than him with some curiosity, thinking that this boy really felt sorry for his father. The battle situation was so critical just now, but he didn't call his father out. Seeing that the fight was over, it was time to reward him based on his merits. Just call him daddy.

But Wen Zhao seemed to have noticed something. He turned around and looked at him with complicated eyes. Unexpectedly, what he said the next second made everyone stunned on the spot, "Little brother, it's not what you think. I didn't shout before." Daddy helps because I know what will happen next. I know you may not believe it, but I really didn’t lie to you.”

"You know everything?" Jiang Cheng frowned, "How do you know?"

"I saw it in dad's newspaper before I came here. The content above is the same as what happened just now." Wen Zhao answered, raising his head.

Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something. The newspaper in Wang Yanhou's hand seemed to have some ability to predict the future.

"Then why didn't you tell me before?" someone in the team asked.

Wen Zhao shook his head and his expression became serious, "I can't say, dad warned me, if I speak nonsense, I'm afraid it will mess up the cause and effect."