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"They seemed to have landed from the air just now..." After having thought, the expressions of these British soldiers completely changed. They remembered very clearly how Xiaojun and the others appeared.

Can the car fly in the sky? And judging from the appearance of the large energy car, there is no wings at all...

Although some people had imagined flying cars before the end of the world, they did not really appear in people's lives.

After the outbreak of the end of the world, this situation is even more important. All technology has stopped and civilization has stopped...

But today, Xiaojun and his group appeared completely breaking their understanding.

After seeing these dozens of large energy vehicles again, they were even more sure of this idea. They were not dreaming. Everyone just saw that Xiaojun and the others did not drive the car from outside...

"Can you take us?" Xiaojun frowned slightly, his face a little unhappy, but he was not angry. After all, this is what people are like abroad, and the expressions of these British soldiers were not excessive, and they were normal to question...

However, without much time and the waste of these British soldiers, Xiaojun spoke up and said something more...

"Take..." The British soldier led by the army frowned and carried Hong, and he hurriedly responded.

He still shook his mind from the shock, but he didn't know it seriously. Now looking at it, he became even more frightened. Xiaojun and his friends' every move revealed a powerful aura. From this point of view, Xiaojun and others are not weak people...

What surprised him even more was the outfits of Xiaojun and others, and the uniform black clothes, which looked very ordinary than ordinary. What was even more important was that they were not holding guns, but also a unified cold weapon.

After the British soldier's eyes were hit, he also found the sword on Xiaojun and his friends' backs, and his attention had never left...

Not everyone in the UK has such cold weapons, but there are not many. However, these British soldiers know that those who can get cold weapons cannot be weak...

One feature of the end of the world is that for the strong, thermal weapons are useless...

The British soldiers became more and more frightened the more they thought about it. At this time, they completely believed what Xiaojun and the others said. Not to say anything else, the weapons they showed now were enough to prove everything.

"Okay, let's go. We don't have much time..." Xiaojun saw the British soldier nodding, and he also responded. Being able to talk and discuss calmly is undoubtedly what Xiaojun wants to see most.

"Well..." Immediately afterwards, these dozens of British soldiers led Xiaojun and his dozens of people to the side of the square, and the speed was much faster than that of ordinary people. However, for Fang Chong and others, such speed was completely small ks.

Keeping up is absolutely no problem

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"Who are you..." Soon, Xiaojun and his group were taken by these British soldiers to a house hundreds of meters away from this square, or to be precise, a command center.

After Xiaojun entered the door, his eyes suddenly stopped at some decorations in the house. These buildings that reveal the strongest European atmosphere can feel an exotic style...

However, no matter how stunning, Xiaojun quickly diverted his attention and looked opposite him. A blond man with blue pupils and tall white military uniform...

Although it was just a simple sentence, Xiaojun could feel the powerful and breath of the superior revealed from him...

However, this kind of oppression from the aura of the superiors was accustomed to Xiaojun, and he was unmoved at all. As for that powerful strength, Xiaojun became even more indifferent.

Although this British blond senior official is not weak, it seems a bit inadequate for people like Xiaojun who are used to being powerful soldiers. Not to mention that compared to Fang Chong, Song Minghuang Qianchuan and others, it is hard to say that he is stronger than him...

Xiaojun knew in his heart that with his current strength, developing China, and in the Shanghai base market, he could at most be at the upper and upper level. None of them are stronger than him, and no more than 100 or eighty...

After all, Xiaojun's talent is not particularly high.

"We are from China..." Xiaojun looked at the blonde military and said after a while.

Xiaojun's performance was a bit arrogant. After all, they came to help Britain. If they were weak, they would be made fun of it. Xiaojun would not do anything thankless.

Although Xiaojun is not old, he knows a lot about human nature. He should be soft when he is soft, but when he wants to be hard, he cannot give in...

"Oh? Hua Xia..." Hearing Xiaojun's simple words, he showed a bit arrogant expression, the blonde officer frowned slightly, and there was a hint of irony in his words...

"That's right, we are from China. You should be the ruler of the survivor base of London?" Xiaojun of course noticed the change in his expression on the officer's face, but his expression was still calm...

"So what..." Hearing Xiaojun's still calm tone, the blonde officer's expression became increasingly ugly. Since the end of the world, coupled with his strength, few people have dared to talk to him like this. The result of the dull face is that it is on the verge of getting angry...

"Do you think the city of London is about to be broken..." Xiaojun saw the blonde officer's reaction, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he seemed to be not capable. If he was really strong, the reaction would not appear on his face...

But Xiaojun thought about what he thought, but what he said next had nothing to do with the past...

"What do you mean..." After hearing Xiaojun say this without thinking, the blonde officer's expression completely changed, and he stood up from the office chair...

He seemed to want to rely on his strong body to give Xiaojun a sense of oppression from the bottom of his heart.

But what made him punch was that Xiaojun was not scared, but instead watched the blonde officer's performance with a smile on his face...

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"The wise man is not a secret talk..." Xiaojun did not take the blond officer's anger into his eyes. He just said in a very plain tone...

"I can't know less about the situation in London than you..." Xiaojun looked at the sky outside, then looked at the blonde officer with a shocked expression after hearing his words...
Chapter completed!