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Chapter 221 This is impossible

 In the holding room, Ted Danson had also been awakened by silence.

Being imprisoned in a windowless room, he turned his head and looked in the direction where the movement came from, with a faint sense of expectation.

If the security bureau is attacked at this time, there is a high chance that the Ghost Face of Hell will come to the rescue.

Seeing Felin open the door and walk into the detention room, he said with a smile on his lips.

"It seems someone has come to save me."

"It should be, but if you have your hopes up, you will only be disappointed."

Felin said coldly.

"That's not possible."

Ted Danson said playfully.

"In that case, you might as well go and have a look."

Felin came to Ted Danson's side, escorted Ted Danson from behind, and walked out of the holding room.

Based on Lindy's recent record, the enemy in this invasion will definitely not be simple. Of course, even so, he still has confidence in Lindy.

The main reason why he escorted Ted Danson out of the detention room and moved to other places was because he was worried about the enemy's attacks in the east and west, so he sent people to temporarily hold Lindy in order to rescue her.

Whoosh!

Turning into a black shadow, Lindy hurried towards the main entrance of the Security Bureau.

However, before she even got close to the main entrance, she was forced to stop.

Because a man wearing a blue vest, a white shirt, a blue-black rippled mask on his face, and a strong aura was walking towards him.

Each Hell Ghost Mask has a different mask. Even if you can't see the face, you can still identify yourself through the uniqueness of the mask.

With the fame of the owner of the blue-black corrugated mask*, she naturally recognized him, she said coldly.

"Dustin Slam, I didn't expect you to come to the rescue in person."

Ted Danson was captured, and Hell Ghost Face sent people to rescue him. This was not beyond her expectation.

But what she didn't expect was that the Ghost Face of Hell actually sent out a twelve-ring cultist to rescue her.

"Are you Lindy Harlowen?"

Dustin stopped and looked at Lindy with a cold gaze.

Although Lindy Harlowen has become famous in recent times, many high-ranking players have fallen into the hands of Lindy Harlowen.

But even so, he didn't think Lindy Harlowen could stop him. After all, he was the only twelve-ring magician second only to the extraordinary.

"Where is Ted Danson?"

He looked past Lindy and towards the building behind Lindy, looking for where Ted Danson might be imprisoned.

"Ted Danson is indeed here, but you can't take him away today."

Lindy said coldly with a cold light in her eyes.

"Lindy Harlowen, it seems that the recent smooth sailing has made you a little swollen."

Hearing Lindy's words, Dustin couldn't help but laugh and looked at Lindy again.

In an office on the third floor, Felin and Ted Danson appeared by the window, looking through the window in the direction of the door.

Neither of them were ordinary people, and there were street lights in many places in the security bureau. They quickly discovered Lindy and Dustin confronting each other in the distance.

"It's Master Slam!"

Seeing Dustin, Ted Danson couldn't help but look excited.

The person who came to rescue him turned out to be Lord Slam, a twelve-ring magician. Although Lindy was powerful, she could never be stronger than Lord Slam. Now he could be saved.

"Slam? This person is Dustin Slam."…..


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