Weng Xiaowei's power indiscriminately attacked everyone within twenty meters of the surrounding area.

The purple halo in front of Yu Sheng's eyes flashed, as if a purple rainbow appeared in front of him.

After the purple halo, the people beside Weng Xiaowei seemed to be drained of their souls and backbones at the same time, and almost stopped all their movements at the same time. Their eyes glazed over, their eyes rolled upward, and their bodies fell to the ground without warning.

The people around Weng Xiaowei fell to the ground together, and he was the only one left standing in place, his eyes purple and his eyes lingering.

There was a "bang" of gunshots, and one of the endless doppelgangers went off fire as the pistol fell to the ground.

There was a dead silence, and the crowd who had been in a panic because of Weng Xiaowei's vision heard the gunshots, and finally were completely dumbfounded.

Everyone stood still, looking at each other, the scene was silent, and finally all eyes were focused on a certain point.

In the crowd with the sound of needles falling, a middle-aged man with glasses covered his abdomen with a confused expression, where a special bullet was nailed, blood flowed down his fingers, stained his clothes and skin, and splashed on the ground, stirring up a little dust.

"I've been shot......" The middle-aged man looked around, but his eyes gradually lost focus.

He reached forward, but only grabbed a handful of air.

"Save Me ......"

The crowd silently took a step back, neatly and neatly, and it was spectacular.

The middle-aged man let out a whimper, and the dizziness of excessive blood loss made him slowly sit on the ground, and finally fainted.

But the crowd didn't know what was actually happening, and they only saw a gunshot followed by someone falling, bleeding all over the ground, and life and death uncertain.

"Ah!!h

I don't know who made the first scream, the panicked crowd seemed to be doused by a boiling oil pot, and the suppressed panic that had not reacted finally exploded at this moment, and people screamed and pushed and fled in all directions like frightened beasts, they didn't know what they should do, they just blindly tried to escape from here.

Someone falls; Someone was trampled under the feet of the crowd; There are attempts to maintain order; Someone shouted the names of relatives and friends and tried to get closer, but was pushed further away by the crowd.

The rest of his life is like a fish swimming upstream, his ability is only to perceive the light of life, but he has no ability to protect himself, and he feels as powerless as any ordinary person in this panicked and uncontrollable irrational beast tide.

For the rest of his life, he could only try to get close to the side of the road, trying to avoid the crowds, and retreat into an alley.

Another gunshot rang out, and Yu Sheng followed the sound to look up, this time the gunfire came from a high place.

Yu Sheng took advantage of this moment of calm in the alley, holding his breath, his perception pouring out like a tide, like a bat emitting ultrasound, catching every reverberation, and the Eye of Insight immediately found the source of the second gunshot.

Less than two hundred meters away from Yu Sheng, on the roof of a rare ten-story building in the city in the forest, a sniper rifle was set up on the rooftop, aiming at Weng Xiaowei.

The blow of the sniper rifle hit Weng Xiaowei's shoulder, and Weng Xiaowei pulled out the special bullet on his shoulder that was originally filled with Tianlock reagent, and at this time, all the reagents in the bullet had been injected into the boy's body, leaving only an empty bullet case.

Weng Xiaowei put the bullet casing in front of his eyes, stared at it for a moment, the purple halo in his eyes gradually faded, his head sank, and he fell to the ground straight and straight.

"Sniper...... Sniper ...... "Only then did Yu Sheng react, Weng Xiaowei was obviously suppressed by the Sky Lock, "There are snipers here!"

"Are you hurt?" Ding Qing asked, blocking a huge ice blade with a wooden wall.

The ice blade swung and slashed into the wooden wall, but it was clamped tightly, and it could not advance for half a minute. Ding Qing's thoughts moved slightly, the cracks in the wooden wall shrank, and the ice blade that was sandwiched in the middle did not have real metal toughness after all, and it cracked into several pieces with a "boom".

"No, Weng Xiaowei was shot and fainted, I didn't see any blood, the other party should have used a Tiansuo bullet. "The rest of my life hid in the shadows by the wall, afraid to enter the sniper's field of vision. And at this time, his attention is extremely focused, and the vision of the Eye of Insight is everywhere, and he has found more dangers besides snipers.

The dress of the Near-God Army is different from that of ordinary soldiers, their white military uniforms are more like formal dresses than tactical clothes, and the six Near-God Soldiers walk against the current in the crowd like a leisurely stroll, their relaxed expressions and figures are out of place with the panicked crowd around them, and they are extremely eye-catching in the illusion of the rest of their lives, like six blooming flowers.

Each of them lightly wielded an ultra-high-strength stun baton, a non-lethal weapon unique to the Near-God Army, which was expensive and almost exclusively used against the Yishen who planned to be captured alive.

The sniper is also dressed in a near-god uniform, the hem of his white trench coat rattled by the wind blowing from above. He condescended, overlooking the entire battlefield, but did not fire again.

The target has fallen to the ground, and the powerful force of the Sky Lock has completely deprived the target of the ability to resist and escape for a short period of time. The sniper's mission has been completed, and he just needs to wait for the other relevant personnel of the Near God Army to take Weng Xiaowei away.

"The ...... of the Near-God Army" gritted his teeth for the rest of his life, watching the crowd flee, and the Near-God Army gathered from all sides like a pack of wolves staring at their prey, getting closer and closer to Weng Xiaowei who fell to the ground.

Yu Sheng wanted to rush out to save people several times, but gave up this idea at the last moment. He knew that his abilities were limited, and when he went out at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to do anything but let one more person lie on the ground.

"The Near-God Army has arrived," all the rest of the life can do is inform the store manager of them, "They are surrounding Weng Xiaowei, and they should take him away immediately!"

"This group of hounds moves so fast!" the store manager scolded secretly, the Near-God Army will definitely take advantage of Xuan Ling and Qianhui to take Weng Xiaowei away when they dragged the three blacksmiths, the ability of the rest of his life is not suitable for fighting, obviously there is no way to do anything, and the only one who can stop the Near-God Army is himself.

"I'll go over right now, but I need you to deal with the sniper on the roof," the store manager dodged a lamppost that fell from the sky, and the streetlight javelin stuck diagonally into where he was standing, "I'll take care of the rest." ”

The store manager ran wildly.

Yu Sheng exhaled, it was better to have something definite to do than to be overwhelmed, he looked up at the sniper's position, the vision in the illusion kept adjusting, and it was easy to find the way to the roof.

Yu Sheng's chest throbbed violently, the crowd had dispersed, the alley was empty, but he felt countless pairs of eyes staring at him, and the whole person seemed to be in the center of the stage, under the spotlight.

The rest of his life spun in place, and he patted his face to cheer himself up.

"You can do it, you can do it, you can do it. Yu Sheng silently repeated in his heart, quipped to himself, "You can't go to the battlefield and not even kill an enemy." ”

Yu Sheng reached into his arms, fumbled for the sleek white mask, and put the walkie-talkie clipped to the collar back into the card slot of the mask.

He circled into the sniper's blind spot and sped towards his target.

It was true that he hadn't exercised for the rest of his life, and running all the way and striding up the stairs had almost exhausted his physical strength. When he climbed to the eighth floor in one go, he felt a little struggling.

The rest of his life had to stop before the finish line, leaning against the wall and gasping for breath. He only felt that his mouth was dry, his throat was scraped by the air in and out, and his heart was beating so fast that he almost broke free from the restraints and went out of his chest.

He rubbed his calves helplessly for the rest of his life, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Looking at it like this, when he climbed to the top of the building, probably the only thing he could do was to have the strength to spit at others.

"For the rest of your life, are you in place, help me entangle the sniper, I'm going to do it. The store manager began to urge, and he had already come to Weng Xiaowei's side unconsciously. The Near-Divine Army arrived one step ahead of him, and was doing the final examination of the boy's body, and the Near-Divine Army calculated the time of the transfer, and injected the appropriate amount of Tianlock Reagent into the boy's body, his ability would be temporarily blocked, and the boy would not be able to wake up in a short time.

The store manager stood to the side incognito, this was his last chance, once the Konjin Army brought the boy to the car, it would be difficult for his abilities to be used to the best effect in such a narrow space.

Besides, there must have been other clones nearby observing the entire battlefield, and the devil knows if the other gods in the Near God Army are already on their way.

The longer the operation drags on, the harder it will be for the wanderers to get out.

So the store manager was desperate to make a move, and Xuan Ling and Qian Hui were dragged into the distance, and they had no time to be distracted. Now that he has saved Weng Xiaowei, he can naturally take the boy away before the support of the Divine Army arrives.

Whether the blacksmith leaves together to regain attention, the final initiative will be back in the hands of the wanderer.

But the sniper on the roof of the building has a sniper rifle in his hand, looking at the overall situation, leaving this person alone, and the store manager has an extra layer of fear when he saves people, like the sword of Damocles hanging above his head, which may give him a fatal blow at any time.

"Right now. Yu Sheng put the mask on his face, gathered up the rest of his strength, and rushed to the roof of the building in one go.

The iron door of the rooftop was ajar, and the first thing Yu Sheng saw when he pushed the door open was the back of the man in a white military uniform.

The figure heard a voice behind him and turned his head, just as he saw the mask on Yu Sheng's face, which represented the wanderer.

"Wanderer!" the sniper was a young man about the same age as Yu Sheng, and when he saw the mask on Yu Sheng's face, he was dumbfounded, and the first reaction that appeared in his mind was: Run!

Didn't it mean that the wanderer had been restrained, why did there be another one here? who was this person? the store manager, the blacksmith?

The sniper's thoughts kept on his mind, he held his breath, and wanted to ask for a report through the walkie-talkie, but he didn't dare to make a move, and the rumors of the wanderer in the army were too rife to hear of it even if he hadn't seen it in person.

With the enemy in front, the sniper is afraid that if his gaze shifts slightly, he will be dealt a fatal blow.

The rest of his life stood in place, like a sniper, and if the sniper didn't move, he wouldn't dare to move for the rest of his life.

The store manager's urging and the pride in his heart made him rush to the roof of the building without thinking, but he didn't plan carefully how to do it, how to entangle the other party on the premise of ensuring that he was alive.

In fact, in the face of this kind of scene where life and death may happen at any time, the rest of my life, which has never been in a fight since I was a child, cannot find a second emotion other than nervousness.

The heavy wheezing sound of the rest of his life sprayed on the mask, and he could feel the scorching breath, the accelerated heartbeat rattling, and the shaking eardrums bulging.

Of course, Yu Sheng is not helpless, but in the face of a real professional soldier, and he is the top of the best, and he still has weapons in his hand, Yu Sheng really can't think of any surprising ways to win.

But fortunately, the store manager just let the rest of his life entangle the sniper to leave room for himself to save people.

So although Yu Sheng didn't know why the other party was standing like himself, the embarrassing scene of two people staring at each other with such big eyes and staring at each other but no one dared to move could be regarded as meeting the store manager's requirements to some extent.

So the rest of his life kept his posture and didn't squint, but he whispered behind the mask to inform the store manager.

"Alright. I'm already on the roof. ”

The next moment, the store manager's sharp cone came out of the throat of the near-god army standing at the end.

Two blocks away, outside the Malaysian Hospital, five of them were in a bitter battle.