Seeing that several people on the teleportation array were still there, and the dozen or so people surrounding the teleportation array, their expressions immediately darkened.
After a while, someone said with worry: "General, what should we do now?"
"Don't panic."
Qiu Mingyuan said in a deep voice, and then immediately added: "Even if the Fusang people are up to something, there is no need to worry too much."
"They don't even have eighth-level evolvers, so they can't cause any trouble."
"Although many people from our side have gone to Jing'an, Wang Lei is still there in Kyoto. Support from Jing'an will arrive within four to five hours at most."
"The sky cannot be lost, we must continue to hold on here."
"Understood." Gu Qingyu raised his head and glanced at the south. After hesitating for a moment, he said hesitantly: "How about I go back first."
"As long as the general stays here, the eighth-level tiger king will not be able to attack."
"Well, that's okay." Qiu Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, then continued in a deep voice: "But you must be more careful when you go back this time."
"General, look quickly."
Just as he said this, there was a sudden exclamation from the side, and then a tablet was handed to him.
The picture on the tablet is Kyoto hundreds of kilometers away.
At this time, a black mask of light appeared directly above Kyoto, covering the entire city.
This made Qiu Mingyuan's eyes freeze for a moment, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Could it be that the great formation covering the entire city is really the Nine Dragons Devouring Heaven Formation?"
Toot! Toot! Toot!
Just as he was thinking this, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Seeing the light mask that just appeared, Qiu Mingyuan understood something instantly. When he reached out and took out his cell phone, he immediately took a look at the caller ID on it.
"Sorens?"
After whispering something in his mouth, he immediately swiped his finger on the phone screen and asked coldly: "You are calling me at this time to tell me that the black mask over Kyoto is your masterpiece.
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"Hey, it's not impossible if you think so." Solens chuckled and continued proudly: "We have been preparing for this day for a long time."
""So, you are planning to start an all-out war?"
Qiu Mingyuan stared at the big face on the phone screen and continued in a cold voice: "We Yanhua now have eight eighth-level evolvers, are you sure you really want to do this?"
"No, no, no, it's not an all-out war." Sorens shook his head and said with a smile: "If it's an all-out war, even if we can win by luck, it will only be a tragic victory in the end."
"So I just want to get something back from you."
"Humph, do you want something back?" Qiu Mingyuan snorted coldly and refused without hesitation: "We Yanhua do not accept any coercion. No matter what you want, you have to get it yourself."
"But you have to think clearly, once the claws are inserted, it is not that easy to take them back.
"I know, so..." Solens moved the high-definition camera of his mobile phone and took a careful picture of the city behind him before continuing: "So I pulled in the entire Kyoto and the hundreds of millions of people inside."
"Now I give you two choices, either put on that white helmet and come to Kyoto, or give up on these hundreds of millions of people and let them die."
"White helmet?" Qiu Mingyuan's heart sank, and he suddenly understood why the formation was clearly arranged by the Fuso people, but the bastard from Na'vi also got involved.
But the helmet is too important to lose.
Perhaps whether you can kill all the mutant beasts depends on two helmets.
Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed across Qiu Mingyuan's face, and he said with a sneer: "Don't think that after taking control of Kyoto, I will surrender today."
"If you want to take away the helmet, you have to step over my body."
"Ha, really?" Sollens chuckled, and turned the camera of his mobile phone again, and a middle-aged woman with a rich face appeared directly on the screen of the mobile phone.
Tear!
With a soft sound, one of the middle-aged woman's sleeves was ripped off in an instant.
This made Qiu Mingyuan's face suddenly darken, and he said with murderous anger: "You are looking for death."
"Oh, really?"
Solens said in a deep voice, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Don't force me, I don't want to get things done."
"What I'm tearing off now is just my sleeves, but I don't know what it will be next time."
"Mingyuan, leave me alone." The woman on the screen suddenly shouted, and then said: "There is an insider here in Kyoto, so be careful."
As soon as she finished speaking, a steel needle appeared on her fingertips, aiming at the aorta in her neck and stabbing it directly.
But as soon as she moved, the steel needle flew out instantly.
At this time, Solens pulled out a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old and continued: "Within ten minutes, I will give them enough respect."
"The teleportation array here in the suburbs of Beijing can still be used. You'd better come here as soon as possible with a helmet."
"I guess with your ability, you should know that the Fuso people are also here. I can't guarantee what they will do in ten minutes."
"Can't guarantee?" Qiu Mingyuan said coldly, and immediately shouted to the distance: "Put up the missiles for me. As long as one person dies in Kyoto, I will drag Naomi to be buried with him."
As he spoke, the screen of his mobile phone turned.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen military trucks appeared on the surrounding streets, and at the same time, the intercontinental missiles carried on the trucks were also erected.
However, this scene did not scare Solons. He said calmly: "I am different from you, so that does not threaten me."
"Even if you really launch a nuclear bomb into Namei, the important people there have already evacuated."
"We are fighting to the death. Without that helmet, the Amazon mutant beasts will sooner or later head north again."
"So, I have no choice, and you also have no choice."
Toot! Toot! Toot!
As the words fell, the ringtones of the surrounding mobile phones also started ringing. A look of confusion flashed across the faces of all the Jingan soldiers, but they still connected the phone.
"help me."
A call for help immediately came from the mobile phone.
At the same time, people kept running out on the streets of the city, shouting with horror on their faces: "Something happened in Kyoto, Kyoto was captured by Na'vi."
"Wang Li led a team to arrest my son, and that bastard Wang Lei turned traitor."
"What should I do? How could this happen? Did General Liu Mu, who was guarding Kyoto, also rebel along with him?"
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Waves of discussion continued, and all the Yanhua warriors nearby looked at Qiu Mingyuan, who had a gloomy face.
At the same time, further away, more soldiers were running over.
As their family members called for help, their hearts were also in chaos.
Seeing this happening before his eyes, Qiu Mingyuan knew that even if he continued to persist, the soldiers defending Tianshui City would not agree.
The reason why they are here is to protect the families behind them.
But now, all the family members have been kidnapped, and no matter how many great principles there are, there is no way to explain it.
"Wang Lei."
After whispering with a murderous look on his face, Qiu Mingyuan looked at the figure on the phone and immediately said in a deep voice: "Wait, I'll go over now."
