Chapter 342, Di Cheng's disaster, death coffin (17)
Sha Lang hugged Di Cheng and ran all the way. His brain was already dizzy and his body was as heavy as iron, but the remaining consciousness still forced him to rush forward non-stop. In a trance, he had a feeling
He had a erratic feeling, his legs were completely numb, and he didn't even know how he was running. The objects in front of him were spinning and starting to lose focus.
As he was approaching the limit and running with only the remaining consciousness, Shalang no longer knew how to hide or forge clues. The two ninjas behind him locked onto him from beginning to end. Although the distance was still very far, at least...
...There is no trace! Further behind, it is Black and White Wuchang who is carrying the coffin again! Without the entanglement of teeth and beauty, no one can stop them anymore. The old body bursts out with terrifying impact, and the speed continues to increase.
, improve, improve again.
The strength of the two parties, four people, is like two claws, grabbing Shalang's throat! If he can't persist to the end, he will definitely fall into the hands of the enemy, or even if he can persist, he may not be able to survive.
, because... the enemy's speed is gradually accelerating, and the distance between them is getting closer and closer.
If God doesn't want to favor them, if no miracle happens, Di Cheng and Sha Lang's ending tonight is already doomed.
Some people may wonder where the 'Blood Angel' who followed them all went? Why didn't Sardin come to the rescue? In fact... they were also in this dense forest. Although they did not appear directly on the battlefield and did not participate in the melee collision, they were also there.
A desperate struggle is going on, and the target is none other than the Yakuza Armed Forces!
They are on the periphery, in the distance, harassing, attacking, and resisting the encirclement and suppression!
Otherwise, how could the Lengfeng Force and the Ballistic Force, which number about a hundred, be able to compete with the terrifying number of thousands of people from the Yakuza Armed Forces? After all, they are elite armed forces, the housekeeping force from the royal family of the Earthly Ranking! If it weren't for the bloody
Angel, the Yakuza troops have already devoured Leng Feng and Ballistic. A fierce battle of that level cannot be won by quality at all, and the miracle of defeating more with less will not happen in this situation.
If it weren't for the Scarlet Angel's crazy attack and relentless attack, the unchecked Yakuza troops would have already broken through the obstacles of the ballistic path and the cold front, and launched an attack on the Eight Tribes.
Facing elite armed forces and modern weapons, how can they... resist?!
It can be said that the biggest key to allowing Tianmen to persist until now is the Blood Angel! However, Sardin, who has a weird personality, did not choose to show up arrogantly, but unprecedentedly chose to support from behind, charging like crazy in a dark environment!
In the vast mountain battlefield, only Wu Long and Chen Minghu felt something strange. This was part of the reason why they insisted on fiercely attacking the troops and were not allowed to retreat.
In short, tonight's battle was full of surprises, tragic and tragic, various unexpected situations, the command and coordination of various commanders, jointly formed the most heated and tragic conflict in the world on the eve of the black list, with cold weapons
There are conflicts with hot weapons, gun masters, melee beasts, and even the world-shaking quasi-level Human Emperor and... Human Emperor!!
Blood Angel, Yakuza, Holy Clan, Seventeen Ninja Sect, Death's Left Hand, Skynet, Black Dragon Ranking, Tianmen!! These terrifying forces that shocked the world, tonight... gradually stained the Kyushu dense forest with blood!
It's hot, it's tragic, it... the price paid is deplorable, and the most severely injured are undoubtedly... the eight tribes of Tianmen!
Perhaps there is something to be thankful for. All the Yaksha troops rushed out before the encirclement was formed, including Annie, the eldest grandson Qianwen, and the captive God King.
Another thing to be thankful for was that Shalang moved forward, rushed out of the dense forest area, crossed the road, shuttled back and forth in the corners of the city, and rushed into the port terminal before four o'clock in the morning according to the persistence and belief deep in his consciousness.
The dock is busy at this time. Under the guidance of the dock guide, the last container is turning towards the freighter "Shuilong" under the hook of the steel hanger. The staff on the freighter are also in place. As long as the container is placed at the dock
, as long as the vice-captain signs, the freighter can set sail and return to China.
"...Wait...wait for me..." Sha Lang's distracted eyes began to waver, and the faith in his heart that was on the verge of collapse showed signs of recovery again, and his speed also increased slightly. In line with the gradually turning direction of the pier,
The blurry influence rushes past.
But... an increase in speed is an increase in speed, and Sha Lang himself knows it best. If he wants to run to the dock or rush to the freighter, it is impossible for him to do it. Maybe he won't have to rush there by himself, and the enemies who are following behind him may find him.
Sooner or later, he will die.
What to do? What to do?
Sha Lang didn't want to give up, and he didn't want anything unexpected to happen to Di Cheng.
Coughing, his chest suddenly twitched, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat. Shalang staggered and almost fell. The intense fatigue and pain could no longer be suppressed, and surged up like a tide.
The limit has been reached, the limit of life has been reached, Shalang can no longer...
As he was dying, his shaky and hazy eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the rotating steel frame in front of the dock and the container that was hoisted high.
"...Brother Cheng...hold on...hold on...I...let's...go home...go home..." Shalang's lips trembled as he murmured. Then...inhaled deeply, his heart and eyes at the same time
There was a hint of madness, like a flashback of madness and ferocity, and then... roar!! A beast-like roar rolled in his throat, and Shalang didn't know where the strength came from, violently bursting out, and his speed suddenly surged to the extreme.
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With his knees slightly bent, strength surging, and running wildly, Shalang took off with all his strength, jumped onto the three-meter-high container in front, and jumped between the various container piles. After a while, when he rushed to the highest container pile,
Use your last strength to make the most perfect jump in your life.
Five meters in height, ten meters in distance, bang!!
Shalang, who was completely evacuated, fell into a coma in mid-air, and fell heavily on the hanging container. The strong impact caused violent shaking, and almost made the container lose its balance. The staff in the terminal control room were shocked, but at least the container
Without losing control, it swayed over the freighter and slowly fell.
The lights on the pier were brightly lit, like daytime, but the sky was even darker, and almost nothing could be seen. Therefore, although the container shook, no one noticed what happened, and no one thought that there was something going on.
Falling from a high altitude.
Shortly after Shalang exhausted all his strength and jumped onto the container, the two ninjas who were clinging to each other had also followed the other end. However, the dock was busy and brightly lit, but they could not find the figure they were looking for.
"Baga!" The two of them were unwilling to give up and immediately dispersed to search carefully.
"Bang, bang, bang!" followed closely by Black and White Wuchang, who rushed into the dock carrying a dark coffin. His sharp and cold eyes swayed back and forth on the empty and huge dock. There was also no gain. He snorted coldly. The two old men
The guy put down the coffin tacitly, twisted his neck and shoulders, curled up slightly, and floated out like a ghost, starting a careful search.
"Mr. Wei, the containers have been sorted and all the procedures have been completed. It's time for us to set sail." In the control room of the Shuilong cargo ship, the captain politely reported to the owner of the cargo, Wei Yunhuan, general manager of Huaxia Seal Group.
"Wait a minute." Wei Yunhuan stood in front of the glass and looked quietly at the pier in front of him. He was a little confused and a little anxious at this moment.
"Wait? It's already three-fifty now."
"Wait, wait for another ten minutes." Wei Yunhuan's tone was calm, but he could not refuse.
Yesterday afternoon, someone suddenly found me and said that he would take his own cargo ship back to China tonight. He gave him an astonishing sum of money and asked for only one person to keep it a secret and bring him back to China safely. Wei Yunhuan didn't want to cause any trouble.
, but he could not refuse the price offered by the other party. Businessmen have a risky nature, especially in the face of huge profits.
So after much hesitation, he chose to accept it.
In fact, there were two more cargo ships leaving the port at about four o'clock in the morning tonight. They were both cargo ships of large freight companies. Through secret communication with them, Wei Yunhuan realized that they seemed to have accepted the same invitation... to send people back to China!
Just an hour ago, a group of mysterious people suddenly rushed into the dock and boarded one of the freighters in a hurry. Then the freighter hurriedly set sail without even loading the containers.
Wei Yunhuan's intuition told him that these people were definitely not ordinary people, and this matter would not be simple. Maybe... he... had made a big mistake.
But no matter what, the money has been collected and he must do what is required.
Time passed by minute by second, ten minutes quickly ran out, and the pointer pointed to four o'clock.
But there was nothing going on at the pier, and the people who were waiting didn't come after all.
Wei Yunhuan sighed softly in his heart, but also breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "It's four o'clock, let's set sail. Oh, by the way, Captain Li, could you please arrange some manpower to conduct a comprehensive search of the freighter."
"What are you searching for?" Captain Li asked curiously.
"Search... um... just search to see if there are any new members on the ship. Search carefully and don't miss anything."
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