At this critical moment, Uncle Zhang, who had been controlled by two foreign soldiers, suddenly stretched out his legs and kicked out many of the furnishings placed on the ancient shelf beside him!
Ceramic antiques, cloisonné vases, and countless fragments flew straight to the bedside where Cheng Liuli lay.
Chu Yilun didn't even look back. The two skilled bodyguards beside him had already waved their fists and feet to form an airtight barrier, blocking all the porcelain fragments from falling to the ground.
"Master Hao! Run away!" Before Uncle Zhang could finish his words, the guns and bullets all around him changed direction, making countless loud bangs, bangs, bangs, and his body was turned into a sieve of blood!
And his efforts were not in vain. In that short moment, Ye Sihao rolled sideways and touched a switch somewhere. The corner of the room suddenly collapsed, swallowing him into a deep tunnel.
The corner of the wall immediately recovered and became impregnable.
A group of people smashed, kicked, and shot in the room, and the tunnel seemed to disappear out of thin air.
The last soldier used a micro bomb and managed to blow a hole in the corner of the wall, exposing the entrance to the tunnel.
The design of the tunnel is ingenious, in the shape of a curved slide, which should slide to the ground along the direction of the villa.
From the entrance of the tunnel, you can faintly hear the sound of water flowing underneath. There is no doubt that this tunnel leads directly to the sea. After they were delayed for such a long time, Yesi Hao should have escaped long ago.
While everyone was busy, Chu Yilun didn't even look back. Cheng Liuli was lying in his arms. His arms were so gentle, and his eyes were like two bottomless pools, but they were full of intensity.
Unknown emotions.
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It's like reluctance, like pity, like joy, like anger.
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It seems to contain all kinds of emotions in the world, and it also seems to be determined to destroy the entire world!
"Reporting to your majesty, the tunnel is directly connected to the sea. I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the man named Ye escaped..."
A man who looked like a general knelt on the ground and reported in a low voice.
A cold light flashed in Chu Yilun's eyes, he raised one hand, and a silver six-pointed star hidden weapon flew out, sneered across the man's neck, turned and flew back into his hand.
Two seconds later, blood gurgled out from the man's neck. The thin stream was not turbulent, but because of the blood pressure, it looked extremely bloody and scary!
The man was horrified and covered the wound with his palms. His feet became weak and he knelt on the ground. His voice trembled, "My subordinate, I deserve to die!"
"You still haven't thanked Your Majesty for not killing me? Have you forgotten what your main mission is in this operation? You brought so many people with you and yet you let Yesi Hao escape!"
Next to him, a middle-aged Western European man wearing a butler's uniform spoke with an unhappy face. It was Chu Yilun's butler Sam who never left his side.
"Yes, yes, I know my mistake!" The man kowtowed, "I will send someone to chase you now!"
Dozens of soldiers jumped into the tunnel one after another, each holding a gun, wearing flippers on their feet, and carrying miniature oxygen tanks on their backs.
Chu Yilun took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured some white powder out of it, and applied it to the injured area of Cheng Liuli's palm.
Then, as if he mustered up all his courage, he held the handleless dagger in his white palm, his fingers trembling slightly.