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Chapter 125: Grave

The overwhelming murderous aura suddenly disappeared, and the black robe swelled automatically without the wind...

Sansha's heart was shocked, Wuming gathered his murderous intent, and his own strength may have skyrocketed again. Even he probably couldn't do this.

"Kill," Wuming slowly uttered one word. The violent shaking of the ground did not have the slightest impact on him. His voice was very calm and no longer had the killing intent.

At this time, Wuming was like a sharp blade with a restrained edge, which was even more terrifying. Of course, only people with three kills and Luo Qiufeng's level could see this.

As Wuming finished speaking, Wuming's body suddenly disappeared, and even Hussein could not catch up with his pace with the naked eye.

Wolf fang blade, murderous intention arises.

In one breath, Wuming caught up with several retreating elites. The wolf's fang blade flashed, a few streaks of blood flew out, and his throat was cut.

Three kills followed, and the Crescent Moon Sword erupted with cold light, covering the four Delta Special Forces soldiers, who were also killed in one blow.

Wuming and Sansha, the two most dangerous weapons in the world, were fully unleashed at this moment. In their eyes, these warrior kings were not worthy of their attention at all. Killing them would be like killing them.

Aoi Kaoru held the flaming scimitar tightly and took a deep breath. She also wanted to do something for Xiao Feng. Even if they didn't directly kill Xiao Feng, what does it matter? She is not a kind man and a kind woman. She is also the same. Need to vent.

Just when Aoi Kaoru was about to take action, a figure entered her peripheral vision, so familiar...

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

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

Wu Ming and San Sha, who were killing everyone, also heard Hussein's yell. Their bodies trembled and they immediately turned around to look.

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

At this time, Xiao Feng was in an extremely embarrassed state. His body was covered in blood and dirt. His original handsome face could not be seen as it was. Blood was dripping from several wounds...

Xiao Feng hunched over, holding an iron rod in his hand, and limped out. He raised his head, glanced at Kaoru Aoi and others, twitched the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile: "You are all alive. ,very nice,"

"Feng," Kaoru Aoi rushed towards Xiao Feng.

Wuming flipped his right hand and slit the throat of another agent, then he also exited the battle circle, turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Xiao Feng quickly.

Several soldiers and special forces are powerless. They are not nameless opponents at all. If they want to kill them, they can kill them. If they don't want to kill them, they can withdraw from the battle circle at any time. But none of them can stop them, and no one dares to stop them. .

Wuming moved behind but arrived first. He came to Xiao Feng one step earlier than Aoi Kaoru and supported him: "Feng, how are you?"

Xiao Feng swayed, unable to hold himself up any longer, and lay on Wuming's shoulder: "Ahem, I'm fine..."

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

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

Wuming helped Xiao Feng sit down, and Aoi Kaoru had the opportunity to hold his hand: "Yeah, tell me,"

"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.

After listening to what Xiao Feng explained, Aoi Kaoru was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Well, I will definitely do it well,"

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

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

"Yeah," Wuming naturally heard what Xiao Feng explained and nodded.

Kaoru Aoi stood up and shouted to Hussein: "Follow me, hurry up,"

"Oh," Hussein didn't know what was going on, but he also knew that it was Xiao Feng who told him, and he quickly chased after him.

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

"Okay," Xiao Feng was not dead. Sansha also restrained his murderous intent. He nodded, holding the Waning Moon Sword and guarding Wuming behind him. No matter who dared to come up, he would be killed without mercy.

The K of Spades standing next to him hesitated: "A of Diamonds, what should we do?"

"Leave with them," Diamond A took a deep look at the backs of Wuming and Sansha, and said in a deep voice.

The King of Spades naturally had no objection and nodded: "Okay,"

"Mr. Luo, what about you?" Diamond A turned to look at Luo Qiufeng and asked slowly.

"He is the ace of spades. It's interesting. Let's go together," Luo Qiufeng said with a playful smile.

The remaining Poker troops followed Wuming and Sansha in a mighty manner, looking around carefully to prevent the people next to them from taking action again.

After this bloody battle, all forces were greatly damaged, and the death rate even exceeded 80%. No one who was blind would dare to provoke Poker and his group again, because the impression left by Wuming and Sansha on them was too strong.

As for the troops from Blood Blade and Burning Prison, they never showed up. I don’t know if the entire army was wiped out or they rushed out from other exits. After all, the chemical company is very big, and there are more than one or two exits to the underground base...

The losses were heavy and not even a hair was harvested.

These elites who were surviving the disaster were all frightened for a while, how many comrades, companions and brothers died tonight, but unfortunately, they didn't even see the core data.

"Let's retreat," a team leader from the US FBI said with a tired look on his face, covering his wound.

When he came, the FBI dispatched thirteen people, but now, including himself, only three were left. Similarly, the CBI's losses were greater than them, with only one person left.

As for the Delta Special Forces, a few of them originally escaped, but they were wiped out by the Three Killers. They were already too dead to die.

The situation of other countries and forces was not much better than that of the United States. They hesitated whether they should search in the ruins again, but when they heard the piercing siren, they gave up their ideas one by one and disappeared into the night...

This tragic battle is over. The only person who has gained something is probably the comatose Xiao Feng. At least, he got the core data, but the price he paid was too high.

More than a dozen police cars roared in, their lights and sirens flashing, causing a few elites who were not about to give up to sigh and turn around to leave.

"Quick, hurry up," a figure jumped out of the police car, speaking fluent Chinese.



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

Wuming straightened up and looked at the sleeping Xiao Feng silently: "You are injured again." After saying that, he stretched out his white and slender palms, hesitated, and touched his face: "If I were with you, you would It won’t be hurt,”

If there were others here, their eyes would definitely fall to the ground. Is he a cold-blooded Wuming? Why...

‘Bah bang bang’, there was a knock on the door.

Wuming retracted his palms into his black robe, and his eyes became indifferent: "Come in,"

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

"Excessive blood loss, coma," Wuming's voice was very calm, and there was no abnormality at all.

"Yeah," Feng Lin nodded and sighed: "Zhuge Xin..."

Wuming turned around and looked at Feng Lin: "Where's the Third Angui Jing? The wind can't stay in the rb for a long time."

"Now the RB is still under complete lockdown, and An Pi Jing San has disappeared again. The entire RB is in chaos. It's difficult for us to leave," Feng Lin said seriously.

Wuming didn't say another word and walked straight to the room where An Fei 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, who was sleeping, could not respond to Feng Lin...

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

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

"Is the wind awake?" Kaoru Aoi asked calmly with a tired face.

Feng Lin shook his head: "No," then, when he saw the clothes in Hussein's hands, his eyes suddenly shrank: "This is..."

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

"Zhuge Xin..." Feng Lin clenched his fists. Although he knew the facts, he still couldn't accept it when he saw Zhuge Xin's clothes again.

Hussein patted Feng Lin on the shoulder: "Sorry, in fact, this is how life and death happen."

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

"I'm going to see Xiao Feng," Kaoru Aoi held the box and walked towards Xiao Feng's temporary room.

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

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

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

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

"Yes, I'll pour you some water right away," Kaoru Aoi hurriedly stood up and poured some water, then waited on Xiao Feng to drink it.

After drinking a glass of water, Xiao Feng felt much better, and his eyes fell on the box beside the bed: "Core data,"

"Yes," Kaoru Aoi nodded and opened the box. Inside was a hexagonal hard drive.

Xiao Feng glanced at it, then looked away and sighed: "Just because of this thing, no less than five hundred people died tonight, and Zhuge Xin also... did you bring back his clothes?"

"Well, I've brought them back," Kaoru Aoi said, then hesitated: "What do you want his clothes for?"

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

"What is a cenotaph?" Kaoru Aoi spoke Chinese well, but she didn't understand what cenotaph meant.

"grave,"


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