Chapter 1001: Forty-seven people, the power of only one knife!
"Grrrr!"
Mrs. Huan's eyes were shining with hope, her face was glowing with beauty, she covered her mouth and chuckled, and she secretly glanced at the farewell from the corners of her weird eyes!
Here and now, a powerful enemy is on the side - Hongjun will escape at any time, causing a devastating blow to everyone.
At the critical moment, Mrs. Huan's sweet voice slightly eased everyone's anxious and nervous negative emotions.
Biejie squinted his eyes and his expression changed instantly, with a face as cold as ice, he stared at Mrs. Huan and said:
"Huanzi, why are you laughing?"
"Your mutant, the black vine, sometimes attacks on its own, attacking your objects and people, right?
Then he - after that one goes in... he himself feels comfortable! However, it is exactly when you are made to feel comfortable but not happy yet. You want to save face and suffer the consequences, grit your teeth and accept your fate.
In your heart, you will be thinking that I will not be reserved next time, and I must be happy before you get on the horse, right?
However, your black mutant rattan is also a part of your body, so they will definitely not agree because they still have independent nerves.
As long as you have other thoughts in your mind, the black rattan will definitely take action immediately, trapping the weak guy who is planning to evacuate, including the guy and the guy, on you..."
Mrs. Huan’s words almost reveal the human relationship between men and women!
What a pity! Farewell is Qin Da’s biological daughter, Ying Yuzhen!
She has never learned this thing in her life, let alone played it!
And for this, Liu Shiba must be blamed for not teaching him well!
Mrs. Huan squinted her beautiful crescent eyes and explained her doubts and confusion about the separation.
Farewell covered his face, bent down and shook his waist-length hair on his head, and an eardrum-piercing scream shook the space:
"Ah...huanzi? Make a clay horse on your forehead."
Liu Shiba and his party were almost stunned by the parting stupidity, and they forgot about Hongjun, a powerful enemy!
Some people have forgotten, but - some people have not forgotten!
The two people who had not forgotten, one was Liu Shiba, only smiled bitterly, and then raised his eyebrows and glared coldly at Hongjun again, while his hand stretched out from the dimensional space and shouted in his heart:
"Samsara, open the bag of tips. What does it say? Read it to me..."
There is another person who has not forgotten Hongjun, it is Farewell!
Farewell wailed, covered his face, lowered his head and groaned a few times, then suddenly raised his head and glanced at the broken corpse of No. 3.
"snort!"
Farewell was very smart. He transferred all his hatred and embarrassment to Hongjun. He turned his eyes around and looked at Hongjun who was trembling and stiff with a sneer on his face. He gritted his teeth and said:
"Cut him!"
The group of people were stunned again. Kill him? Who, Hongjun?
We don’t have any knives, so how can we kill people?
But Liu Shiba's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly shouted:
"Everyone, try your best to run for me."
"boom!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
There was a crackling sound of energy, mixed with a series of wild laughter after Hongjun regained his stiff body.
"Bang!"
Hongjun made a fist with both hands and swung downwards, causing two deep pits several meters deep in the ground.
His hands gradually regained their freedom, indicating that Hongjun's legs would resume action right before his eyes!
"Huh! Even if you all run away from here, you can't escape from my grasp!
These five bracelets are actually the source code of the second-level authentication authority of that star battleship. I know how much energy there is in them better than you.
Even if the bracelet is full of energy, you will not be able to escape for many years, and you are still no match for me...
More importantly, the world is destroyed now. What will you use to land on the moon?
Although I am powerful, I cannot physically set foot on the moon, let alone you, let alone find my true body, huh!"
With a sinister sneer on his face, Hongjun suddenly raised his left foot slowly and took a step sideways to the left!
Hongjun was paralyzed in his limbs and body due to the strong electric current erupted by No. 3, and he was about to recover!
Liu Shiba now just wants to urge a few people on his side to step into the passing formation and finish the job.
As for where my group will go, only God knows. Maybe we will know after we meet up with Zheng Weida, Feng Qingwu, and the veteran driver who went there first!
From the moment Liu Shiba yelled and evacuated, only the two fastest people, Lao Jiu and Liu Er, were the first to rush into the teleportation array and disappear...
Solanta, who was following him, stepped into the teleportation array and became unresponsive——
"What's going on?"
Liu Shiba's heart twitched and his face looked solemn!
Did the teleportation array malfunction? It ran out of power?
The last people left in Babel Tower who have not yet evacuated through the teleportation array are Solanta, Li Ergou, Cuihua, Qin Da, Lao Hei, Mrs. Huan, Farewell, and Liu Shiba, a total of eight people.
"Seller of anointing? Why is there no response when it's my turn to go in? God, please bless me..."
Solanta's face turned pale instantly!
Although he is an American, he is not stupid!
Of course he understood what kind of tragedy would be waiting for him and his group if Hongjun, who had suffered great humiliation, regained his freedom!
Before Solanta finished speaking, something unexpected happened—again!
The last leg of the body, Hongjun, who was slowly recovering, looked stunned and stiffened...
Behind him, the stone wall at the edge of the dark corridor exploded with a muffled sound again, and the rubble flew away!
"Da da da!"
"drink!"
"ha!"
"Ouch!"
"Hey!"
"kill……"
There was a deafening sound of horse hooves, followed by an extremely powerful sound of cheering slogans.
At the head, a knight in black armor, wielding a black and cold horse spear, jumped out of the darkness first...
Immediately afterwards, a tragic and strong aura of death rushed towards Liu Shiba, his party and Hongjun who were still trapped in the Tower of Babel!
Suddenly - the situation changed, and everyone's heart was trembling!
Forty-seven dead soldiers of the Qin cavalry, wearing black iron helmets made by Qin, with bloody wounds all over their bodies, riding mutated war horses, and cold faces, headed by Meng Tianfang, brandished sharp sabers several meters long, and jumped from the storm.
From the hollow passage created by drilling into the ground behind the battleship, a roar surged out!
"Da da da, da da da!"
These cavalrymen are so skilled in riding that they almost become one man and horse. They probably started to speed up far away from the passage.
Now, they sprinted until the edge of the tunnel, which was almost collapsed and glowed faintly with the miner's lamp, reached the limit of horse speed. These last forty-seven mutated warriors poisoned by Da Qin actually created a tragic momentum that cut down everything.
Hongjun's eyes showed the same hesitation of disbelief and admiration. He lowered his head and stared for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and roared:
"You don't need to die in vain for that brat Liu Shiba. Surrender to me and I will forgive you for your crime of disrespect.
How about I share the wealth with you when I create a prosperous dynasty for the Yamato nation?"
Meng Tian put his horse in the lead, the horse spear in his hand was directly facing Hongjun's eyebrows, with a sinister smile on his face, but his arms were trembling and he thrust forward.
At the same time, Meng Tianfang roared loudly and looked up to the sky and roared:
"Sibby, you are better, um, you are Chinese! Silly, you try to eat a piece of me first... roar!"
The forty-six people who followed after Meng Tian let go heard the sound and exhaled at the same time and shouted:
"Oh! Kill..."
Slowly raising his head, he looked at the shocking scene in front of him in surprise. Liu Shiba's eyes were particularly clear. He exhaled softly and took a deep breath, and said particularly calmly:
"Each of them - only has the power of one sword!"
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When others celebrate the New Year, I get through it, when others take a break, I go to work, when others sleep, I code, reading a book is fun for three days, and writing a book is hard for two years!
At 0 o'clock on the first Monday of the New Year, I would like to ask my dear readers to fully support Liu Shiba's charge!
