The major in the cockpit of the black fighter would never have thought that Lang Zhan had already used the only remaining power in his body just to raise his head. The captain fired a precision-guided aircraft with an explosive yield of 10 tons of TNT. This type is equipped with an adjustable tail wing capable of homing guidance, and the killing range is the size of a football field. Its biggest feature is that no matter how it is launched, the explosion must be horizontally radiated, and the energy of the shock wave generated by the explosion is equivalent to a 18-level hurricane, which is enough to destroy all armored and non-armored targets within the killing range.

When Lang Zhan was crushed by the shockwave, he clearly heard a "clucking" sound in his body, as if something was shattered in his body. And the clothes on his body, including the body armor, were all carbonized, and his skin also showed cracks, as if the land was too dry and cracked. Just as he raised his head vigorously and looked up, there were blood beads oozing out of the cracks on his body, and after these blood beads seeped out of the surface of his body, they immediately extended automatically as if they had life, and coagulated and scabbed. At this time, if someone lifted the pieces of clothing on his body to look at his body, they would find that his whole body seemed to be broken and glued together with adhesive, and those blood-colored marks were the traces of bonding. The sound coming from Lang Zhan's body came from his bones. Under the impact of the shock wave, the bones in his body could not bear it, and a large area of bone cracks appeared. "Bang-" This was the sound of Lang Zhan's heartbeat. At this time, his heartbeat was extremely powerful, and as his heartbeat progressed, his body was suffering more and more, and his bones began to itch, as if he didn't know how many ants were attached to the surface of his bones and were biting.

"So you don't die?!" The captain asked.

"Did you inform Bill?"

"Noticed, they will send someone over immediately. It's just that, if Gabriel is still alive, they-"

The major had regained his composure by this time, and he said, "He is still alive, and he must have been seriously injured, otherwise, why didn't he stand up?" Why not move the location? Isn't he afraid we'll throw another one?! ”

Bill was the black commander of the Thunder Nation on the ground. At this time, he did send three teams to the woods where the explosion occurred to prepare to collect Lang Zhan's body. Yes, the target of the Lei people is only Lang Zhan, and Jing Ke and Maowa are not in their consideration.

Lang Zhan was enduring the painful torment, and suddenly heard a hoarse voice shouting from afar: "Lang Zhan, are you dead?" ”

The voice came from Jing Ke, this guy's current appearance is worse than Lang Zhan's, there is only a little strip of cloth left on his body, his face is pitch black, his whole body is covered with blood, and he is still bleeding in many places; hair, directly burned; All that was left of the weapon was the fish's intestines with the hilt of the sword melted away.

"Head, what do you mean by the people of Lei Guo? They even blew us up! This is a breach of contract, a serious breach of contract! Another voice rang out, apparently Maowa. Maowa shot the only remaining golden bullet along the center of the explosion when the explosion occurred, and after the golden bullet was discharged, it immediately created an arrow-like cover against the shock wave, which made Maowa the least injured of the three, but the limbs were burned and the hair on the head was burned off. At this moment, he had already met Jing Ke.

Jing Ke: "Don't say such childish things, cough cough, you haven't just entered the industry!" Lang Zhan, don't die and let go-"

"He doesn't have such a thing as a dragon talisman on him, he must be dead."

As soon as Mao Wa's voice fell, Lang Zhan endured the pain and asked with a vibrating voice: "Are you from Renguo?" ”

"Damn, this isn't dead?!" Maowa was taken aback, and then immediately pulled the bolt.

Jing Ke: "Our mission this time has ended, and now, we should unite to deal with the people of Lei Guo." ”

"We haven't killed him yet! Boss, you say, if I kill Gabriel, how many places can I go up in the ranks? Isn't that a skipping challenge? ”

"You can try, but don't blame me for not reminding you, if you do it now, you'll be 99 percent dead."

"Boss Jing Ke, why do you say that. He's definitely seriously injured if he doesn't die, and I'm sure I'll be able to kill him with just a shot in the head now!" No, I can't help it! ”

In a short period of time, the pain on Lang Zhan's body weakened slightly, but the itching in his bones became more serious, making him eager to peel off the skin and flesh and scratch it directly to the bones. Of course, it is impossible for him to do it now. After he raised his head to the sky, he couldn't even pull his head back, let alone drive his hands. At this time, Lang Zhan can be called the weakest time in his life, but his head is very clear, and his ears and eyes are even better than usual.

"Boss Jing Ke, you see, he doesn't even seem to be able to twist his neck," Maowa's voice sounded, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in her voice.

He and Jing Ke had already walked less than fifty meters away from Lang Zhan at this time, and they continued to walk forward, Jing Ke knew that Mao Wa's judgment was objective, and Lang Zhan did seem to have lost his strength. He didn't answer Maowa's words, but looked at Lang Zhan and said, "Introduce yourself, Mo Jia Jing Ke." ”

"The Mo family?! Does Renguo still have a Mo family? Lang Zhan asked.

"How strange is your pronunciation? Ventriloquism? Jing Ke asked.

Maowa's eyes lit up, sweat overflowed on his forehead, he stared at Lang Zhan and said, "Boss Jing Ke, don't stop me, I, I really can't help it." ”

"You can try, but I warn you, if you shoot him now, if he retaliates in the future, I will let him beat you back."

"Boss Jing Ke, are you stupid? What a great opportunity? Kill him, and we'll get another thirty million Leygin—no—" Maowa said no, aiming at Lang Zhan and firing a shot. In the next moment, he was sweating like pulp on his forehead, and he almost jumped up, exclaiming, "How can this be?!" ”

Gunshots rang out,