The drunkard was very proud, but at this moment, Lin Yuan suddenly remembered Si Qingqu, and felt that this person's style of speaking was the same as Si Qingqu, so stinky fart.

"Call the drunkard, call the drunkard. ”

At this moment, the three of them were ecstatic, and the long-awaited communication was finally restored.

"The drunkard receives, the drunkards receive. ”

No one saw the confident smile on his face at this time, as if all this was expected.

"I'm Trust Commander Ling, please report the situation. ”

"The drunkard reports that we will be storming the surveillance room in the near future. ”

The drunkard reported the situation here to Ling, and Zhou Guoguo, who was on the side, only then understood why he suddenly sent someone to take over his task, and he didn't even say hello, because this time the situation was really not something he could handle.

The deployment of "Wang Jingming", the means of the man, and the depth of the plan, each of which was beyond his ability.

"Drunkard, don't be too dizzy this time, I'm almost done with it outside, and I'll forcibly break open this building later. ”

The conversation between the two of them was not well understood by the others.

It turns out that the walls of this building are covered with incantations, which are not only indestructible, but also can isolate all matter, even electromagnetic waves cannot enter, which is the reason why the communication failed in the first place.

"Just mind yourself, what can happen with me here. ”

This nameless self-confidence in the drunkard, his temperament also directly drove the enthusiasm of Lin Yuan and the two of them, it seems that if he is here, everything is really under control.

"I'm almost there, you get out into the water quickly. ”

Ling answered, and began the task at hand.

"How do I feel that you are quite familiar with this new commander, when did you still have this relationship?"

The drunkard was also a little surprised, so he felt that the drunkard seemed to have a very good relationship with the new commander, and kept joking.

"No, it's just that I'm less nervous. The drunkard waved his hand and said casually, "It's here." ”

The drunkard looked on the look, and said to the drunkard, "What shall we do next?"

But who would have expected that the drunkard would say coldly: "Go in directly." ”

"No, inside...."

The drunkard was trying to stop him, but he had already gone in.

The drunkard's heart was cold, but he also stubbornly kept up with the pace of the drunkard.

It's just that this is also Wang Jingming's base camp, so it's a little too hasty to walk in like this.

"Why nothing, hostage. ”

After rushing into the monitoring room, the drunkard was also a little anxious, because he found that there was no one here, and they tried their best, the drunkard just wanted to rescue those hostages, and now why is no one there.

The drunkard did not panic in the slightest, and said coldly:

"Come out, I smell blood from a long distance outside, Shaliye. ”

The drunkard clenched the weapon in his hand and watched around, but he couldn't see what the liquor apprentice was doing, but the trust between the two made him willing to cooperate unconditionally.

"Hehe, worthy of the old gods, still so sensitive. ”

In front of Lin Yuan, there was an empty venue, and many heavily armed masked people appeared in an instant.

The moment he first arrived, he seemed to feel some folds in the space in front of him, and Lin Yuan's eyes widened and he didn't know why.

"Shaliye, you are not small, do you think your life is too long to appear in front of me so swaggeringly?"

"Well, it's really stressful to appear in front of the old gods like this, but for the sake of my lord's cause, I should sacrifice some. ”

Lin Yuan, who was standing on the side, also felt very puzzled, he even wondered if he was on the wrong set now, each of these people in front of him was dressed very strangely, as if they were Western Christians in the Middle Ages.

This man, named Shaliye, dressed in such a retro way that he seemed to be a walking textbook figure.

"What are you talking about, I ask you where are the hostages?"

Shaliye was also very generous, waving his hand, and many figures appeared behind him.

"Why are you just so much of a person, and everything else?"

The drunkard simply counted the number of these people behind Shaliye, which was too little, you must know that there were thousands of hostages in the entire hospital, but here, there were only a hundred, and all of them had their eyes closed and their faces pale.

And what's even more surprising is that Wang Jingming, who they have been looking for, has been reduced to a cold corpse, lying there, and the death is also very desolate.

"Hehe, Lord Old God, your followers are terrible. Shalier said with some mockery, but his sneering expression directly angered the drunkard.

The drunkard couldn't help but spit out the fragrance, and from the very beginning when he came in, the man in front of him was confused and didn't know what to say.

"What the hell is going on, drunkard, how did you two meet, and what did he mean by that?"

The question that the drunkard asked was exactly what Lin Yuan wanted to ask, and he was vaguely affected by something different, he turned around and looked at the drunkard coldly.

"Hehe, it seems that the two of you really don't know anything, but I'd be more than happy to explain it to you. ”

Sha Liye smiled, pointed to the drunkard, and preached to Lin Yuan and the others:

"This is our old god, Odin, but you may be familiar with his other name, right, Miss Si."

Lin Yuan's eyes widened, feeling incredible, he turned around to look at the drunkard in front of him and looked up and down, at this moment, countless speculations poured into his mind.

Miss Si?

At the same time, the drunkard standing on the side was on the verge of collapse, and all this in front of him was far beyond the limit of what he could bear, as if a person had suddenly entered another world, and generally felt out of place not with others but with himself.

"What the hell is going on?"

I saw the drunkard in front of him silently take off his hat, and at this moment his appearance was gradually changing, becoming the familiar figure in his heart.

"Who are you, where have the drunkards gone? ”

What had happened in just a few minutes was so unbelievable that at this moment he preferred to believe that it was just a dream, a nightmare that he was going to wake up from.