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Chapter 1802 Catching a turtle in a urn (3)

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The man in black, who was sat on the ground by the Nine Admirals, raised his hand with blood on his face, and stretched out his hand in pain: "Save me——!"

However, what responded to him was the backs of his two companions without looking back.

"If you still want someone to save you, just dream!"

The nine-door admiral sneered and punched his temple with a heavy fist.

The man in black kept his eyes open and suddenly passed out.

"Hiss! This son of a bitch can resist being beaten! His head is so hard, it hurts me to death!" Admiral Jiumen gasped, shook his hands that were almost red and swollen, and stood up.

"If you capture one alive, quickly tie him up and take him down, gag his mouth, and don't let anyone bite his tongue to death!"

The black-armored soldier immediately came over, holding the hemp rope and cloth ball he had prepared in his hand. With three strokes, he tied the man in black with his face covered in blood into a rice dumpling, gagged his mouth, and dragged him away.<

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Admiral Jiumen breathed a long sigh of relief and looked outside the garden: "I hope everything goes well for the princess and others..."

At the same time.

The two men in black rushed out like sharp arrows.

Seeing that the garden exit was close at hand, one of the men in black's eyes flashed and he quietly slowed down.

The other man in black didn't think much and rushed out quickly.

The current palace is already very unsafe for them.

There are troops patrolling everywhere, and the soldiers are densely packed like locusts. Although they are weak, they are endless and they can't kill them all.

Top masters like Venerable Lian Yu and Venerable Lei would choose to avoid their edge when faced with large-scale armies.

Not to mention these men in black who have no level but only water in their strength.

At this moment——

This man in black has only one thought in his mind.

Run, run, run!

Run out as soon as possible before the army surrounds you!

It’s best to take advantage of the chaos and rush out of the palace to meet the master!

Driven by such thoughts, the man in black almost exerted all his strength to suck milk, and his speed increased to a higher level again.

He didn't notice at all that his companions who were running away with him had fallen behind at some point.

The distance between the two increased by more than ten meters.

The moment the man in black in front rushed out of the garden——

"Boom!!"

There was a muffled sound coming from nowhere.

An overwhelming fishing net fell from the sky, like the palm of a Tathagata, and instantly held the man in black firmly to the ground!

"Ahhhh——!!"

The man in black suddenly burst into shrill screams and struggled desperately.

However, the more he struggled, the tighter the fishing net shrank, firmly attached to his body, and tied him into a ball.

The companion behind him immediately braked and was horrified to find that the seemingly ordinary fishing net was actually densely packed with thick needles, glowing with a faint blue luster!

As the man in black continued to struggle, sharp and thick needles penetrated his body, and blood slowly soaked into his clothes.

Soon, the screams of the man in black stopped abruptly and he lay straight on the ground.

I don’t know whether I will live or die!

The last man in black was so scared that he lost his mind!

He had no time to think, and in fear and panic, he instinctively turned around and ran to the other end of the garden!

But unfortunately, there is also an evil god waiting for him at the other end of the garden.

This person is none other than the one who suffered a lot from the men in black in the secret prison - Qinglong!

This time the battle ended very slowly.

A full quarter of an hour passed.


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