Under One Man: Helming the Thunder

"Ziheng..."

Zhong Xiaolong quickly ran towards Ziheng, dragging him towards the house.

Whoosh...

Another one.

The magic weapon on Zhong Xiaolong's body automatically formed a protective cover, blocking the bullet.

Harichagai locked the location where the bullet was fired, but he didn't chase it.

He was very afraid that this was the other party's distraction, and then dispersed them to defeat them one by one.

"call......

"Not dead yet, Ziheng passed out."

"The attack was so fucking ruthless, all the hands and feet were interrupted, damn it, this old man Qiu is doomed."

Zhong Xiaolong checked Ziheng's injuries, only his limbs were broken, and his life was not in danger, so he was relieved.

"Xiaolong, don't be impulsive."

"Except for that Zhang Chulan, there are six of them, and now only one of them shows up and one makes a move. They just want to transfer us all, and then defeat them one by one, and notify the leader first."

Haricha Gai was not as impulsive as Zhong Xiaolong, and calmly analyzed.

"Damn, there's that in the woods, it's too dark."

"I can't see him clearly, his vision is farther than mine." Zhong Xiaolong poked his head out to look into the depths of the woods, and said helplessly.

Harichagai thought for a while, and he had to deal with the one who shot coldly in the woods, otherwise the three of them would be trapped here.

"It's really troublesome, you stay here, and I will solve him."

When Harichagai released Xi, the speed was adjusted to the limit and he jumped suddenly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

Clarinet, who was hiding in the tree, was a little surprised to see Harichagai disappear from his field of vision. He didn't expect this guy to be so big, but his speed was amazing.

It seems that my position has been leaked by the trajectory of the projectile I shot, and the war of attrition cannot be fought.

The clarinet adjusted its state, and the transmitter on the wrist began to charge.

Bullets were fired one after another, and Harichagai dodged them one by one with his agility.

Looking at the dense bullets, Harichagai knew that he couldn't dodge completely in this way. He quickly hid behind a big tree, took out his mobile phone and called Ma Xianhong, and told Ma Xianhong what happened now.

Slim Hall

Ma Xianhong hung up the phone, stared at Zhang Chulan and said, "Zhang Chulan, let me tell you why you spent so long with me today. It turned out that you planned to rob someone."

Zhang Chulan was silent and did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescing to all this.

Ma Xianhong picked up the phone and dialed a phone number.

"Notify all rooters that they have done it."

"Well, they injured Ziheng, so don't be polite."

"Remember the live ones, I will use them to negotiate with the company."

Hearing Ma Xianhong's words, Zhang Chulan couldn't help laughing.

Catch alive?

I really think of temporary workers as waste. Let alone how terrifying their strength is, the combat experience they have accumulated from performing missions year after year is not comparable to your few superiors.

"Hmph, is this your wishful thinking?"

"Stay here and tie me down so someone else can do it?"

Ma Xianhong snorted coldly, stared at Zhang Chulan and asked.

"Why can't you think of the good of people?"

"It's not to tie you down, it's to watch over you."

Zhang Chulan walked up to Ma Xianhong, stretched out her fist and lightly hit his chest and said, "Do you think I'm just joking when I call you nephew? Why don't I tell others? They don't deserve it!

I thought you were the only nostalgic? If it weren't for our relationship with the previous generation, do you think I would be here to fight with you?

I don't care about other people, only you, I don't want you to be an enemy of the company.

I beg you, old horse, just stay here and wait, you have done your best to Chen Duo. "

Zhang Chulan said to Ma Xianhong in an expressive voice.

Ma Xianhong was inexplicably moved by Zhang Chulan's words.

He patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder and pushed hard, but Zhang Chulan didn't back down at all.

Ma Xianhong sighed, turned around and walked to the steps of the self-cultivation furnace and sat down.

This made Zhang Chulan numb, thinking why didn't this buddy follow the routine?

Aren't you supposed to punch me in the face, yell at me, and go to the rescue?

What does your mother mean by sitting down? Is it possible that you are playing off yourself?

Ma Xianhong raised his head to look at Zhang Chulan, and said indifferently: "Zhang Chulan, tell me about you and Master Huaiyi these years."

Zhang Chulan:???

How the hell am I in the mood to tell you this, can you go quickly?

Brother, if you don't leave, how can I smash your self-cultivation stove?

Although Zhang Chulan was a little mad in his heart, he still told Ma Xianhong about the past between him and his grandfather.

On the way down the mountain, Fu Rong received a call from Qiu Rang.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Rong said with a hint of shock on her face: "They're doing something, I'm going to help."

Zhuge Qing grabbed Fu Rong's hand and said, "Rongrong, don't go, I won't do your business anymore, come with me, what are you doing?"

Fu Rong shook Zhuge Qing's arm, and said coldly: "We are partners, I can't leave them behind."

After Fu Rong finished speaking, she rushed to Chen Duo's residence.

Zhuge Qing glanced at Fu Rong, sighed helplessly, and chased after her.

boom!

A bolt of thunder fell and hit Fu Rong right in front of him.

Fu Rong stopped and stared ahead.

"Bai Ling?"

When Zhuge Qing saw the purple thunder, he already guessed who it was.

"Two, stop!"

Bai Ling walked in front of them leisurely.

Fu Rong took out the knife and looked at Bai Ling coldly.

"Sure enough, you're still doing it!"

Fu Rong said to Bai Ling coldly.

"Yes!"

"So in order to avoid accidental injury, please come down the mountain."

Bai Ling smiled slightly, and said to Fu Rong and Zhuge Qing.

"accidental injury?"

"I will kill you first!"

Fu Rong roared and rushed towards Bai Ling.

Bai Ling easily dodged the knife in Fu Rong's hand, and struck out with a palm, Fu Rong blocked it with a horizontal knife.

A current flowed into Fu Rong's body through the knife.

"Hmm~"

The knife in Fu Rong's hand came out and fell to the ground.

"Remember next time, there must be an insulating sleeve on the handle!"

"Fu Rong, we understand your situation. You entered Biyou Village because you were avoiding debts. As long as you go down the mountain, our company will pay off your debts for you."

Bai Ling glanced at Fu Rong and said calmly.

"Really?"

"Could you be making it up here just to hold me back?"

Fu Rong asked in disbelief.

"Hold you?"

"You think too highly of yourself. If I want to, I can kill you now." Bai Ling said disdainfully.

Fu Rong was silent, Bai Ling really didn't need to lie to himself.

And I accepted Biyou Village's invitation mainly to avoid the debts that weighed me down.

If there were no such debts, why wouldn't he want to return to live in the city?

But... Biyou Village is very kind to him, would it be unkind to leave at this time?

Fu Rong was caught in a tangle...

"We promised!"

Seeing Fu Rong's tangled expression, Zhuge Qing stood up and agreed for her.

At the same time, Feng Baobao is setting fire to Biyou Village.

in the village

Everyone is busy fighting the fire.

It started an hour ago...  

Qiu Rang received a call from Ma Xianhong and learned that the temporary workers had started, and asked him to support Chen Duo.

But he met Feng Baobao on the way. He hid in the corner and watched Feng Baobao using anesthesia to stun the villagers one by one and then loading them away.

In order to find out what Feng Baobao was going to do, he quietly followed.

"What the hell is she trying to do with the villagers here?"

Qiu Rang hid behind the tree and watched Feng Baobao unload the villagers one by one, which made him very puzzled. Could it be that this girl has some special hobbies?

"Eh?"

"Why is there no movement?"

Just as Qiu Rang was about to go out, Feng Baobao suddenly appeared behind him and cut Qiu Rang with a knife.

Qiu Rang reacted quickly, turned over with a kite, dodging the attack.

The two fought back and forth for several rounds of melee combat.

Qiu Rang saw the timing and punched Feng Baobao out.

"Humph!"

"Little girl, do you think I'm a craftsman who wants to fight hand-to-hand?"

"Let me tell you, being a craftsman is my talent, but melee combat is also my hobby."

"I think you haven't suffered enough, let you try the gilt...

With a sneer, Qiu Rang stretched out his hand to his waist, wanting to take out the gold-plated Ruyi...

"Damn it..."

"Where the hell am I going?"

It doesn't matter if Qiu makes this exploration, he directly explores loneliness.

Qiu Rang rummaged up and down, but there was no trace of Po Jin Ruyi on his body.