Didn't fight? Didn't shout?

Just looking at it?

Brother Tiger looked dazed and completely confused. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't...... Are they scared?

However, less than two seconds passed on to this unrealistic idea, it was extinguished by a loud sound of landslides and cracks.

Boom -

A continuous roar came from afar, as if some giant beast had fallen, shaking the whole land so that everything in the garage trembled. The door, the table, and the person.

After half a minute, the "earthquake" subsided.

The younger brother who was standing next to Brother Tiger climbed out from under the long table, looked at the ceiling of the garage in a daze, and muttered to himself.

"Earth, there's an earthquake?"

“……”

Brother Tiger didn't speak, just stood there.

His face was full of horror and despair that he had never felt before.

The clothes, face, and hair that were originally fairly clean were now covered with wall ash shaking off from the ceiling, and the figure looked depressed and haggard, as if it had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Just now, he suddenly remembered a legend.

Legends about the NAC Order......

……

In the east of Shangjing City, above Qincheng, the dazzling white light flashed away.

The fifty-kilogram mass ejected the chamber, and the entire steel airship was slowly pushed backwards more than ten meters under recoil.

The distance of two hundred kilometers was fleeting, and the mass projectile hit the main building of Dongcheng Hospital with unmistakable accuracy.

"Boom-"

Just listen to a loud bang!

At the point where the bullet hit, the cobweb-like cracks spread out along the wall in an instant, seeping inward, and then cracking! The steel skeleton broke inch by inch, and collapsed backwards along with the cement chips. The whole building seemed to be pushed by a big hand, and the avalanche seemed to fall backwards.

Looking blankly at the building that had fallen into the billowing dust, Zhao Qiuran opened his mouth slightly, but this time he couldn't say a word.

After a full five minutes, the thick dust did not dissipate.

There is no doubt at all, no one is immune from this.

Looking at the messy ruins and the haze that could not be dispersed for a long time, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth slightly raised a hint of playfulness, but he said as if talking to himself.

"Fifty kilogram mass bullets. Tsk, I don't know if I can see it standing on the Pan Asia Building. ”

Seeing that the thick dust had almost dissipated, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at the guards behind him who were rubbing their hands.

"Let's go, let's go in and have a look. ”

"Yes!"

A uniform roar.

Lu Fan beckoned, and the nineteen guards behind him were divided into three ways, one of which was in front of Jiang Chen, and the remaining two teams of men and horses were divided into two waves, and they went around the Dongcheng Hospital on the north and south sides respectively.

Six guards were in front of him, but Jiang Chen did not enter the hospital immediately, but glanced at Zhao Qiuran.

"Do you know how to use a gun?"

Recovering from the shock, Zhao Qiuran swallowed and spat, and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, of course. ”

Isn't this nonsense?

If you don't even know how to use a gun, what kind of lone traveler is you?

Jiang Chen gestured to the guard next to him and pointed to the short-barreled submachine gun hanging from his waist.

The guard understood, took off the secondary weapon from his waist, and handed it to Jiang Chen.

And then. ”

Hurriedly taking over the weapon thrown by Jiang Chen, Zhao Qiuran looked at the submachine gun in his hand, and then looked at him, his expression was quite incredulous.

"Don't you want to prove your worth?" Jiang Chen smiled and raised his chin slightly towards the ruins, "Now I'll give you a chance." ”

Zhao Qiuran was slightly moved, and glanced at Jiang Chen gratefully.

In the wasteland, a weapon means trust, and giving a weapon means recognition.

Without further ado, Zhao Qiuran responded to this trust with actions.

Pulling up the bolt, the eyes that looked at Dongcheng Hospital regained their wolf-like ferocity.

This was her original posture, that of a lone traveler wandering the wasteland.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran, who had recovered his state, Jiang Chen nodded with satisfaction, this is the appearance he saw at the auction, and only such a warrior has the value of being recruited. Before, he was worried that he had scared her stupid, but now it seems that he was completely overly worried.

A person with rare spiritual abilities, how could he leave it alone?

It's just that this kind of powerful lone traveler is often a double-edged sword, and if you are not familiar with it, you will hurt yourself. Only by combining grace and power to make her realize her insignificance and willingly put down her pride and work for herself, can this double-edged sword be wielded freely.

……

Gunfire erupted in Dongcheng Hospital.

More than 500 marauders, most of whom were buried under the rubble.

And only a hundred or so marauders remained, where were the opponents of the NAC Marshal's personal guard. Even if they escaped by luck because they were not in the building, in the face of the pro-guards who surrounded them in three ways, these bandits who could only bully the weak and fear the hard were defeated and retreated.

Four DIY power armors are not useful at all.

A portable rocket flew away with white smoke and quickly pierced a power armor that was firing at the front line.

Holding the submachine gun in his hand, firing while flexibly using the cover to advance, Zhao Qiuran's combat effectiveness was not inferior to that of several personal guards.

Expecting Jiang Chen to bring her to Wanghai City, she was naturally quite hard working in a hurry to show her worth. This is a pain for the marauders who are hiding in the ruins, with the cooperation of mental shock and spiritual imprint to seek the enemy, Zhao Qiuran's marksmanship is really accurate one shot, and the other side can't raise his head at all.

The defeat of the Tiger Wolf Gang is decided.

Seeing that nothing could be done, the predators, who had not had much discipline, decisively chose to escape.

I don't know who started it, but soon a second deserter appeared, and with a second one, a third was naturally indispensable. In less than ten minutes, the marauders, who had been stubbornly resisting before, scattered in an instant, turned their backs to the enemy's guns, and fled for their lives.

With one foot on the cement shard, Lu Fan symbolically shot a few shots in the direction of the group of marauders fleeing.

Seeing that he couldn't hit anyone anymore, he put away the rifle in his hand, foamed at the cement pile next to him, and cursed.

"A bunch of bastards. ”

In this way, the battle in Dongcheng Hospital quickly ended.

After simply cleaning the battlefield, the three guards gathered on the lawn in the middle of the hospital.

Looking at Zhao Qiuran, who was standing aside, Jiang Chen said.

"Over to you. ”

"Wrap it around me. ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Qiuran closed his eyes.

The tentacles of spiritual power spread out in all directions, weaving a net.

Even if you turn on the life signal shielding device, you can't hide your spiritual imprint.

Although her eyes were closed, in her mind at the moment, there was a clear one. The spiritual imprints hidden in the shadows are like flickering candles, floating in the infinite darkness, and there is nowhere to avoid them.

Ignore the "candle flames" that are dying under the rubble.

I saw Zhao Qiuran stretch out his hand and pointed in the direction of the underground garage.

"There, there were probably more than fifty people. ”

Lu Fan gestured to the brothers beside him, re-set up his rifle and aimed it in the direction of the underground garage.

Looking at the garage located downstairs in the Department of Internal Medicine, the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth hooked up a playful smile.

"Looks like we're going to meet again. ”

I don't know if those two cats are still on the face of the "tiger brother". (To be continued.) )