At this moment, a rumble came from the distance. From far to near, it almost resounded throughout the sky.

When Yan Shengjie raised his head, there were nearly two hundred planes above his head, maintaining a unified formation, all flying towards here!

The fuselage of the fighter plane in the center is all painted with the Death Scythe pattern, which is the exclusive logo of the Ghost Gate. On the left side are all black fighters, with a gold "K" on the nose, which is extremely eye-catching. On the right side of the Ghost Gate are a group of green ones.

The left fuselage of the fighter plane is marked with a tricolor flower pattern. It is a plane sent by Asura from far away in Canada.

Zhixing also hurriedly opened his eyes and stared at the fighter planes in the sky in disbelief, "This is..."

"They are here." Yan Shengjie narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky.

"Is someone coming to save us?" Zhixing thought he was dreaming, and blinked hard twice to make sure that none of the planes that suddenly appeared were running away. He was really surprised and happy, and he opened his mouth, but choked out and said no.

Say one word. It feels like dying once, being rescued from hell by God, and flying directly to heaven.

Looking at the tears of surprise on her face, Yan Shengjie's body shook a few times, and his eyes began to become distracted. Suddenly, his whole body fell on Zhi Xing.

"Jie!"

Zhi Xing was exhausted and pushed to the ground by him. She broke away anxiously, turned over and took a deep breath.

The earlier wound on the back has been torn open, and the bone is visible deep. The wound has begun to fester around it, and blood has condensed on the edge.

She cried and hugged him tightly, "Jie! Someone is coming to save us, nothing can happen to you..."

At the same time, three Hummers rushed up from the foot of the mountain and drove over. Before the car stopped, dozens of people jumped out of the car. All of them were holding the most advanced weapons in the world. Every shot was fired.

The impact force is more terrifying than a bomb.

Dark God took the lead and rushed forward, shouting, "Bingpo, Jue, M! We are covering, you go in and save people!"

"Know!"

Fei Sijue and others were dressed in black attire. Under the cover of Dark God, Xiao Hei and others, they rushed up the mountain.

This unprecedented scene of a joint attack by the world's three major gangs caused the U.S. military below to panic for a moment, hurriedly reorganized the battle, and immediately sent a message to Culler, requesting reinforcements.

In the black fighter plane, Xiao Che stared down nervously, constantly looking for the place where his father and mother would appear. Next to him, sat a long-haired man with a cold face without any emotion, and his cold black eyes scanned the bottom, handsome and cold.

It looks like a bottle sculpture.

"Mommy..." Xiao Che clutched the obsidian cane tightly, sweat breaking out on his forehead in such anxiety.

I hope I can save Daddy and Mommy in time!

Mojia slowly looked back and glanced at him, "They won't die so easily." After saying that, he turned his gaze and no longer meant to comfort the child, but said calmly, "Muchuan, as long as you see the US military

If you see a shadow, blow it up for me."

"yes."

Muchuan immediately gave the order, and the black fighter planes immediately dispersed and flew towards other directions in the city.

On the other side, Culler had already received the news and stared at the countless red light spots that suddenly popped up on the screen, almost occupying the sky above.

The adjutant knocked on the door and came in, "Commander, we're calling from the White House."

Kuler gritted his teeth, ignored it, and directly ordered, "Fight back!"

…

It was twilight, and Muscat was in ruins under the morning light.

The streets were crowded with people, looking at their former homes, which had been baptized beyond recognition by the war, and they were all filled with sadness. Except for some items with the US military logo that had been trampled under their feet, nothing else could be seen on the streets.

A little bit of the US military.

When Bingpo took Su Xiaoyou's little hand and wanted to carry her into the car, a young woman with braids and black-rimmed glasses suddenly squeezed out from the crowd of refugees and ran towards here.

come over.

"Pocoyo!"

"Mommy!"

When Su Xiaoyou saw her, she cried "Wow", "Mommy, you got lost again, didn't you?"

The woman hugged Su Xiaoyou and burst into tears, "Youyou, I'm really worried about mommy. Fortunately, mommy finally found you..."

"Ugh... Mommy is so stupid... she doesn't like you!"

"Mommy knows it's wrong..."

The mother and daughter hugged each other, one crying louder than the other.

Bingpo took a look, discussed with Fei Sijue next to him, then walked over and said with a smile, "She is your daughter, right?"

The woman quickly wiped away her tears and stood up, "It must have been you who saved my daughter. Thank you. I really appreciate it..."

Bingpo smiled and shook his head, leaving his phone number to her, "In this case, we will return her to you. This is my phone number. If anything happens, you can call me."

"Okay, thank you!" The woman took Su Xiaoyou's hand and said, "Youyou, come with mommy."

Su Xiaoyou reluctantly turned around and said, "Auntie, tell Aunt Zhixing that Youyou will miss her."

"Yes, I will."

Watching the mother and daughter disappear into the crowd, Bingpo turned around to get in the car, but was suddenly startled by the long-haired man behind him. His face immediately returned to the standard expression of the Bingshan Beauty, and with a cold glance,

"Mojia, you scared me!"

Mojia turned a deaf ear and stood there, frowning slightly.

That figure...

Like her.

Immediately, he lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner.

He must have been dazzled, because there was no way she would appear here.

At this time, Dark God came over and said, "Mojia, I don't know how to thank you for this incident."

After all, publicly opposing the United States is not something ordinary people can do. The Dark God still can't believe that Mo Jia came only because Xiao Che went to him with the K-shaped gold medal.

Mojia glanced at him and said, "No need for you to thank me."

After turning around and getting into the car, Mu Chuan nodded politely to a few people and then drove away slowly.

Bingpo stood beside the Dark God, looked at their backs, and curled his lips, "This guy is still so arrogant."

It's really a bit unpleasant.

"He has the capital to be proud." Dark God narrowed his blue eyes and smiled slightly, "But he is definitely a friend worth making. Anyway, I will remember these two favors.

From now on, if anything happens to the K-party, we at the Ghost Sect will never stand idly by."

"He won't accept your favor." Bingpo said pertinently.

"Haha," Dark God raised his eyebrows, "If he could be so accidental, he wouldn't be Mojia."

Bing Po cannot deny this. Not to mention that the Gui Sect is usually just a close friend of the K-party. Even if they have some friendship, they may not be able to bring so much fighting power to help. You must know that the underworld has always adhered to the principles

He would never go against the government, let alone a superpower! This man Mojia could bring people over without saying a word, which shows that he is definitely a loyal and domineering person.

Dark God pointed at the two people walking not far away, "It's Jue and the others."

Fei Sijue and a very handsome man stepped forward. He was one of the members of Asura, Ye Qixuan, nicknamed "Wild Wolf".

Fei Sijue briefly introduced, "He is the Qixuan I often tell you about."

Dark God and Bing Po nodded slightly at him, "I'm really grateful that you Asuras can come."

Ye Qixuan smiled lightly, "Don't say that if we are friends. Jue's business is my business."

Dark God said sincerely, "This time, you will definitely be targeted by the US military. If there is any danger, we will definitely help you."

"Haha, if we dare to come, we won't be afraid of being stared at by them." Ye Qixuan's low-key domineering attitude was admired by several people.

Bingpo couldn't help but ask, "Is there any news from M?"

Fei Sijue and Ye Qixuan looked at each other, and Ye Qixuan said, "M just called and said that although Huo Kui's injury is serious, it is not life-threatening. You can rest assured. However, that guy is a little troublesome.

Yes, the bullet is in the cranial cavity and craniotomy is required immediately."

After hearing this, the Dark God said with emotion, "This is life, you never know whether the next moment will be an enemy or a friend."

Who would have thought that the two people who had been hostile before would actually stand on the same front at the last moment?

Fei Sijue said, "The Royal Palace of Oman has been contacted, and the king will issue a statement to the world as soon as possible. With such a high-profile statement, even if Kuler is unwilling to do so, the White House will not nod."

Dark God frowned, "Although they have withdrawn their troops, it doesn't mean they won't make small moves, but now Oman doesn't even have any defensive capabilities."

Bingpo interfaced, "Okay, I'll stay here. Let Xiao Hei take over for me what I'm doing."

Dark God thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine, that's it."

In this battle, the three major gangs shocked the whole world overnight. They dared to openly challenge the United States to fight together, and were naturally listed as the world's number one terrorist organization (in no particular order). As a result, the world's attention was focused on

Without Oman, no matter what the United States does, it will become the focus of public opinion. In the end, although this war was interpreted as a "just act" by the US military that was not afraid of terrorist organizations, it never extended the tentacles of justice to Oman.

Oman has returned to its former freedom and peace.

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To be continued...