The murderous aura suddenly disappeared, and the black robe was automatically swollen...

Sansha was shocked, Wuming gathered his murderous aura, and his own strength may have skyrocketed again. Even himself probably couldn't do this.

"Kill." Wuming slowly spit out a word. The violent trembling ground did not affect him at all. His voice was very dull and he no longer had the murderous intent he had just now.

Wuming at this time was like a sharp blade with a restrained sharp edge, even more terrifying. Of course, only people of the same level, can be seen by Luo Qiufeng.

As Wuming finished speaking, Wuming's body suddenly disappeared, and even Hussein could not chase him with his naked eyes.

Wolf Tooth Blade, murderous intent arises.

In one breath, Wuming caught up with several retreating elites. The wolf-tooth blade flashed, and several blood flew away, and his throat was cut.

The three kills followed closely, and the Cangyue Sword burst out with a cold light, covering four delta special forces, and killed them with one blow.

Wuming and Sankha, the two great human weapons, exploded completely at this time. In their eyes, these soldiers were not enough to see them. Killing them was like pulling wither and destroying them.

Kaoru Aoi held the Fiery Scimitar tightly and took a deep breath. She also wanted to do something for Xiao Feng. Even if they didn't kill Xiao Feng directly, what's the matter? She is not a kind man and a kind woman, and she also needs to vent.

Just as Kaoru Aoi was about to take action, a figure entered her after light, so familiar...

"Xiao Feng, my brother." Suddenly, Hussein shouted, his voice full of surprise.

Kaoru Aoi turned his head suddenly. When she saw the figure clearly, the scimitar in her hand fell to the ground with a clang: "Wind..."

Wuming and Sanji, who were killing all sides, also heard Hussein's scream, and the two people's bodies shook and then turned their heads to look.

Xiao Feng, it's him, he is still alive.

At this time, Xiao Feng was particularly embarrassed, his body was covered with blood, covered with dirt and dust. His originally handsome face could not tell his true face. Blood was flowing out of several wounds...

Xiao Feng half-beared his waist, leaning on an iron rod in his hand, limped out. He raised his head, glanced at Aoi Kaoru and others, pulled the corner of his mouth, and barely smiled: "It's great that you all are alive."

"Wind." Kaoru Aoi rushed towards Xiao Feng.

Wuming flipped his right hand and slit the throat of an agent. He then withdrew from the battle circle, turned into a afterimage, and rushed towards Xiao Feng quickly.

Several soldiers and special forces were powerless. They were not Wuming's opponents at all. They would kill them if they wanted to kill them. They didn't want to kill them and they would withdraw from the battle circle at any time. None of them could stop them, and no one dared to stop them.

Wuming moved and arrived first, and came to Xiao Feng one step earlier than Kaoru Aoi, and held him: "Feng, how are you?"

Xiao Feng shook his body, unable to hold on anymore, and lay on Wuming's shoulder: "Hehe, I'm fine..."

"Wind~" Kaoru Aoi also came close, with a worried look on his face.

"Xiao Xun, I have something to tell you." Xiao Feng coughed again and said to Kaoru Aoi.

Wuming helped Xiao Feng sit down, and Kaoru Aoi had the opportunity to hold his hand: "Yeah, yeah, you said."

"Ahem, turn left from here, thirty meters away, there is a secret exit... I hid the core data there, and Zhuge Xin..." Xiao Feng's voice became lower and lower.

When Kaoru Aoi heard what Xiao Feng explained, he was stunned at first, and then he focused: "Well, I will definitely do it."

"Ahem, hurry up, Anton is ready." After Xiao Feng said, his head sank and he fainted.

The matter was urgent, Kaoru Aoi did not dare to neglect, so he let go of Xiao Feng's hand and looked at Wuming: "Take good care of him."

"Yes." Wuming naturally heard what Xiao Feng explained and nodded.

Kaoru Aoi stood up and shouted to Hussein: "Come with me, hurry up."

"Oh." Although Hussein didn't know what was going on, he knew it was Xiao Feng's instructions and quickly chased after him.

Wuming looked at Xiao Feng in a coma, and a strange color flashed in his black eyes. He shook his head and picked him up: "Let's go back."

"Okay." Xiao Feng was not dead, and Sansha also restrained his murderous intent, nodded, carried the Canyue Knife and protected Wuming behind him. No matter who dared to come up, he would be killed without mercy.

Standing beside the spades, hesitated: "Curb a, what should we do."

"Leave with them." Fang A looked at Wuming and Sansha's back deeply and said in a deep voice.

Spade K naturally had no objection and nodded: "Okay."

"Mr. Luo, where are you?" Cube a turned head and looked at Luo Qiufeng and asked slowly.

"He is a spade, it's interesting, let's go together." Luo Qiufeng smiled playfully.

The remaining poker people followed Wuming and Sansha, looking around vigilantly to prevent the people next to them from taking action again.

After this bloody battle, all forces were greatly damaged, and the mortality rate exceeded 80%. No one dared to provoke Poker and his group again, because Wuming and Sankha left them so powerful.

As for the Bloodblade and the people who burned the prison, they never appeared. I don’t know if they were wiped out or rushed out from other exits. After all, the chemical company is very large, and there are more than one or two exports to underground bases...

The losses were heavy, and no hair was harvested.

The elites who survived the disaster were all scared. How many comrades, companions and brothers died tonight, but they didn't even see the core data.

"Let's retreat." A team leader of the American f-pinch, covering his wounds and his face was exhausted.

When he came, F forced out thirteen people, but now, with him, there are only three left. Similarly, the loss of C forced is greater than that of them, and only one person is left.

As for the Delta Special Forces, a few of them escaped, but were killed by three kills and were dead to death.

The situation of other countries and forces is not much better than that of the United States. They hesitated whether to search for the ruins again, but when they heard the harsh sirens, they all had no choice but to give up their thoughts and disappeared into the darkness...

The tragic battle ended here. The only thing that gained was probably Xiao Feng in a coma. At least, he got the core data, but the price he paid was too high.

More than a dozen police cars roared, and the flashing police lights and sirens made several elites who were not planning to give up sigh and turned around and left.

"Hurry up, hurry up." A figure jumped out of the police car, fucking fluent Chinese.

...

In another hiding place of Anton, Wuming personally treated Xiao Feng's wounds and bandaged his wounds, including several bloody mouths on his face, and applied ointment.

Wuming straightened his body and looked at Xiao Feng silently in his sleep: "You are injured again." As he said that, he poked out his white and slender palms, hesitated, and stroked his face: "If I were by your side, you wouldn't be injured."

If someone else is here, his eyes will definitely fall to the ground. Is he a cold-blooded Wuming? Why...

‘Papapapapapa’, a knock on the door sounded.

Wuming retracted his palm back into his black robe, and his eyes became indifferent: "Come in."

The door opened and Feng Lin came in from outside: "Wuming, how is Xiao Feng?"

"Excessive blood loss and coma." Wuming's voice was very dull and there was no sign of abnormality.

"Yes." Feng Lin nodded and sighed: "Zhuge Xin..."

Wuming turned around and looked at Feng Lin: "Where is Anbijing San, Feng cannot stay in RB for a long time."

"RB is still completely blocked, and Anbi Jingsan is missing again, and the whole RB is in chaos. It is difficult for us to leave." Feng Lin said seriously.

Wuming didn't say a word and walked straight to the room where Anbi Jingsan was imprisoned.

Feng Lin walked to Xiao Feng, sat next to him, and smiled bitterly: "Xiao Feng, what should I do next."

Unfortunately, Xiao Feng was sleeping and could not respond to Feng Lin...

Two hours later, Kaoru Aoi and Hussein returned, the former holding a box in his hand and the latter holding a piece of clothing in his hand.

"You are back." Feng Lin stood up when he saw the two of them coming back.

"Have the wind woke up?" Kaoru Aoi asked faintly with fatigue on her face.

Feng Lin shook his head: "No." Then, he saw the clothes on Hussein's hand and his eyes suddenly shrank: "This is..."

"Zhuge Xin's clothes." Hussein sighed and bent down to put the clothes on the sofa.

"Zhuge Xin..." Feng Lin clenched his fists. Although he knew the truth, he still couldn't accept seeing Zhuge Xin's clothes again.

Hussein patted Feng Lin on the shoulder: "Ji's a pity, in fact, this is what human life and death are."

As a terrorist, Hussein has taken life and death very lightly because there is no shortage of dead soldiers in their organization, and he can put life and death aside at any time to complete terrorist missions~

"I'll go see Xiao Feng." Kaoru Aoi walked towards Xiao Feng's temporary room with the box in hand.

Kaoru Aoi closed the door casually, placed the box on Xiao Feng's bedside, bent down and gently stroked his face: "Feng, I have done everything you told me to do."

Xiao Feng, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes: "Xiao Xun~"

"Feng, you're awake." Kaoru Aoi said in surprise.

Xiao Feng nodded reluctantly: "Is there any water? I want to drink water."

"Yes, I'll pour you water right away." Kaoru Aoi hurriedly got up and poured water, and then served Xiao Feng to drink.

After drinking a glass of water, Xiao Feng felt much more comfortable and his eyes fell on the box beside the bed: "Core Data."

"Yeah." Kaoru Aoi nodded and opened the box. It was a hexagonal hard drive inside.

Xiao Feng glanced at it, then looked away, and sighed: "Just for this thing, no less than 500 people died tonight. Zhuge Xin also... has he brought his clothes back?"

"Well, I've brought it back." Kaoru Aoi said, hesitating for a moment: "What do you want his clothes to do."

Xiao Feng slowly closed his eyes and said softly: "When I came, I promised him that if I couldn't go back, I would use his clothes to set him up a tomb in Jiuquan..."

"What is the tomb of the Clothes?" Although Kaoru Aoi said it well in Chinese, he didn't understand what the tomb of the Clothes of the Clothes means.
Chapter completed!