Chapter 622

In fact, Xia didn't believe that Sheng Jun and they could record the video in this situation, after all, everything just now was a sudden incident, and it was too late to save his life, so where was the time to record the video with his mobile phone.

The reason why Summer will shoot at them is actually to remind them that Summer is not a joke to let them shoot videos.

However, at this time, Yang Tai actually completed this impossible thing, which is indeed very surprising.

"Show me."

Summer took Yang Tai's mobile phone, and sure enough, a video of about thirty seconds was recorded on it, which was recorded when the group of people opposite them appeared after they entered the grass.

And the part where Summer and Don Quixote shot was also recorded.

It's just that the pixels of this mobile phone are not very good, and even if you play it slowly, you can't see how Summer shot just now.

"On the Iron Mask, I've asked him to prepare a mobile phone with ultra-high-definition pixels and capture functions for each of you in advance, and I'll send it to you when I arrive."

With that, Summer handed the phone back to Yang Tai's hand and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

Yang Tai smiled and replied, "Actually, Brother Tian, this is not difficult, it has something to do with my previous career." ”

Summer was stunned: "What occupation did you have before?" ”

"Paparazzi."

Next, Summer removed the bombs from the two cars behind him, reconnected the upper wires, set the time, and placed them next to the group.

The two cars continued to drive towards the depths of the wooded road, and twenty seconds later, two loud noises were heard behind them, and they were completely engulfed in flames.

At the same time, it was almost ten kilometers away from where they were now in the summer.

On the second floor balcony of a villa in a suburban manor.

A man dressed in black cloth, wearing a large iron mask on his face, and a long braid on the back of his head, similar to that worn by people in the Qing Dynasty, stood there, looking at the swaying trees in the distance.

This person is Iron Mask, one of the eighteen generals of the Heavenly King Palace, and he has not even seen his true face in the summer.

Beside him, there was also a man from the United States wearing a green shirt and a breath of iron and blood, his name was Blanca, he was the number one general under the Iron Mask, and he had been with him for almost ten years.

"Brother Iron Mask, why don't you go and pick up the hall master in person?"

After a long time, Blanca finally seemed to be unable to resist the silence and asked.

Iron Mask didn't answer, still staring intently at the woods in the distance.

Tonight's weather is a little cool, with a cold wind blowing, blowing and swaying the woods, showing teeth and claws.

"Brother Iron Mask, Hall Master, they should be arriving soon."

"Where do you say Yan Ye is now, I'm really worried about him."

Blanca kept asking, but Iron Mask didn't answer a word, and this atmosphere made Blanca a little hairy.

"Blanca, how many years have you been with me?"

After a long time, Iron Mask finally spoke, and his voice sounded hoarse and deep, as if his throat had been burned by fire.

Blanca was stunned for two seconds, not understanding why Iron Mask suddenly diverted the topic: "Brother Iron Mask, this..."

"Answer me."

Blanca couldn't see the face under the Iron Mask, but he could see the cold light in his eyes.