The gunfire in the bilge of the Snow Sun became more and more intense, and almost every few breaths there was a faint scream, and the old guy on the deck finally began to waver, he knew that the general trend had gone, and today he could not resist the pace of the other party no matter what.

The storm seems endless, with no edge in sight.

This large mobile fortress, which has created countless wealth and power for the Oshima Group, will inevitably fall in the storm.

He tried his best, but he couldn't scream alone.

No backup, no comrades.

For the first time, he tasted what it means to 'call the heavens and the earth to be ineffective', and finally understood how tenacious the will of the Chinese people is, even if they were subjected to violent explosions, even if they suffered heavy casualties, they did not flinch, and vowed to leave this super big guy at the bottom of the sea. Judging from his divine glance to the continuous stretchers being carried out of the cabin and being sent to the submarine below, the opponent fought hard!

He fired his hundredth shot in desperation, struggling in vain, still unable to break through the defense of the woman in the white dress opposite.

And the woman in the white dress fought back, he was a little powerless, the mini spear was huge, and the occasional shot back could be worth several times the golden gun in his hand, and as long as he was shot, he could tear his body.

There was only one way left for him, and that was to escape.

Where there is life, there is hope. He is Huaxia Tong, and he understands this truth very thoroughly.

"Escape!"

The old fellow was about to attack, but he turned over and shot at the side of the ship, and in a flash, he was wrapped in the storm and disappeared.

Hua Xueying chased to the side of the ship, looked at the turbulent sea, and did not continue the pursuit. Instead, it stood in the bow of the ship. Wait for the last moment.

More than a dozen stretchers were lifted out of the cabin one after another. When the last batch of pink skirt beauties Shu'er and Jin Taihang flashed out, all the team members withdrew, and no companions were left behind, except for Old Man Shang, and not a single devil was released.

Half an hour later, on the edge of the storm, with a muffled thunder, the Xueyang slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

The battle at sea is over.

Ten miles away. The giant freighter welcomed a large number of scarred men in black, as well as dozens of stretchers lying on bloody wounded.

The white-bearded old man had a black face, looking at the tragic scene, a little helpless.

The battle was won, but his impromptu change of plan failed, and he sent his elite directly into the Ghost Gate. Originally, he wanted to leave more seeds for the Wan Tie Army, but unexpectedly, the bilge was even more dangerous, and the self-killing explosion caused the more than 20 elites who were the first to attack to fail, including the Wan Tie Army who took the lead in the mid-term.

Because of the need to avoid the thunderstorm area, it will take half an hour for the helicopter to arrive at the earliest. For these battered players, every second is a casualty. But the old man couldn't help it. He can only wait, the bitter fruit is planted by himself, and he can only swallow it by himself.

Hua Xueying walked in front of the old man: "Elder Li, why don't we go through the storm area again and go back to Shendu directly?" ”

"No, such a big wind and waves, before we get to shore, these wounded will be finished. We headed north and waited for helicopter rescue along the edge of the storm. The white-bearded old man shook his head and vetoed.

He is Li Dazhong, the mysterious old man who stayed in Dahuatang for a month, and the real mastermind behind this battle is him.

"I can give them acupuncture, and besides, Hua Tao's group of brothers have some pills in their hands, which can last them for an hour. In an hour or two, I think I can get to the city. If it faces north, it will take at least five hours to go to the military hospital and at least four hours to go back to Shendu. If you don't go to a big hospital, 90% of these wounded people will die. ”

"This ......" Li Dazhong's face changed, it was not that he didn't believe Hua Xueying, but he knew in his heart that Dahua City was not easy now, and it was still unknown whether he could resist the double attack of the Demon Lord of Hundred Transformations and Mengyu, in case there were also a large number of casualties there, and he would rush back to Shendu again, maybe the medical resources would be even more tight.

"Old Li, I don't know about the others, but if you want to save Brigade Commander Wan, you must return to Shendu, and with Huatao, there will be a glimmer of life." Hua Xueying said solemnly.

Pang Yibing didn't wait for Li Dazhong to make a decision, and beckoned: "Brothers, take out the pill that Brother Tao gave us and give it to the comrades who need it more!" ”

Those Dahuacheng brothers, who were also scarred, did not hesitate, and took out the treasured life-saving pills from their pockets one after another, and silently handed them to Pang Yibing. They are iron men created by the Wan Tie Army, and it is nothing to dedicate themselves to the old chief once.

Hua Xueying didn't say anything more, came to Wan Tiejun, who was dying beyond recognition, and turned her hand and touched her Luan Feng needle.

…

The last song "Phoenix Dance Nine Days" also came to an end.

A large number of guests left the venue in an orderly manner under the arrangement of the waiters in Dahua City, some went to the health hall, some went to the hot spring center, and some went to the Golden Crown Restaurant for supper.

In the No. 0 private room, several layers of King Kong protective plates quietly rose from all directions, completely isolating the inside and the outside. On the sofa in the private room, the clouds covered the fog, and the dragon and the phoenix were also turned upside down, and the two graceful people broke through the last confinement, infinitely blurred and infinitely enthusiastically entangled together.

The qiē outside didn't matter to them anymore, as if the world was just the two of them.

They sang to their heart's content, making music from the depths of their hearts.

On the person in the red dress, with every breath of singing, a milky white light burst out, and its coercion also climbed steadily, breaking through the real body all the way and entering the realm of the spirit level, and it is not over, and there is a momentum to continue to sing and advance.

Hua Tao's mind was endlessly chaotic, and he forgot about it, but it didn't mean that there was no qualitative change in the jade classic.

The jade sky, thunder shook the sky, the wind raged, and the snow flew.

The grasslands bloom with colorful flowers, especially the white flowers, which occupy most of the grassland. The bamboo forest is completely covered with white snowflakes, the springs are silent, and the ground is covered with frost. Thousands of lotus flowers on Jianhe Lake withered, and the ripe lotus pods collapsed with a bang, falling into the lake with snowflakes. The painting mountain is vast, and occasionally the green smoke is filled.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there were bursts of dazzling colors and rich gasps, as if the pavilion was about to explode at any time and place.

…

Whew~!

A white mang struck and slashed at the back of the naked man who was as solid as a mountain, and the white mang passed by, splashing a layer of red blood.

Well!

Hua Tao snorted, and the sharp pain in his heart dragged him from the sea of clouds to the ground, making his mind suddenly clear. At the same time, a huge force came from Bai Mang, forcibly separating him from the beauty in the red dress under him.

"Hi~!"

Before he could open his eyes completely, the ghost's scream sounded again, and another white light slashed straight at his chest.

"Flash~!"

Hua Tao held his aching head and dragged his blood-drenched body, and before he understood the state of affairs, he relied on instinct to move three feet away, and also avoided the sharp white light.

The white mang hit the ground and stirred up a few sparks, the sparks dispersed, and a burly masked man in black appeared in front of Hua Tao's eyes. The man in black exuded a feminine aura, holding a katana in his hand, staring coldly at the frightened Hua Tao.

In the far corner of the private room, the beautiful woman in the red dress Xi Suo Suo put on her skirt and looked at the visitor with a blood-red face, with shyness, anger, helplessness, humiliation and hatred in her eyes. She remembered that the plan had not been like this, and now they had come not only to sabotage her good deeds, but also to kill her sweetheart.

"Meng, why? I'm your sister, he's your brother-in-law! The beautiful woman in the red dress asked like weeping blood.

"Brother-in-law? Feng'er, you forgot what Lord Jì said that he is our father-killing enemy and our unforgivable enemy! Are you wearing a good dress? Okay, come and help, let's subdue him, then drain his essence and blood, suck his essence dry, cramp and skin him, and send him to hell. The feminine man sneered. (To be continued......)