Chen Xing walked down the stairs, and the sound of gunshots and explosions became clearer and clearer.

"Turbulent ......"

When I was about to reach the entrance of the third staircase, I suddenly heard the whizzing sound of objects rubbing against the air rapidly. Chen Xing's scalp tingled slightly, and he immediately fell backwards, and then the fire flashed, and the heat wave rushed in.

The temperature of the moment was as high as thousands, and the fire and rain flew down in the spiritual sea. A black, rough-surfaced, granite-like rune rose from the crowd of runes, turning from slow to fast

In the blink of an eye, a huge storm blew around the rune, and the rain of fire was swept into the center of the storm and submerged into the rune. Gradually, the surface of the runes lit up with a red light, flickering and dimming, taking on the shape of veins.

In the slowly rising sparks, Chen Xing stood up, his clothes emitting black smoke, partially carbonized, and the carbon ash fell like a thin line.

His ears were ringing, and he shook his head, gradually recovering from his vertigo, his steps a little erratic. Although he was not afraid of the heat, the concussions caused by the rockets could not be avoided.

The gunshots outside continued, and Chen Xingmao crawled out of the staircase and moved against the stone wall. The Witch King was right in front of him, and a shuttle of bullets struck the shield, stirring up a large green glow.

From time to time, stray bullets flew and landed on the wall in front of him or behind him. Even though he sensed danger, he felt his scalp tingle and did his best to speed up his pace.

After going straight for two hundred meters, he finally avoided the main battlefield. After a few moments, he turned at a right angle and entered the position of the warband. The Black Skull's mercenaries scattered and hid among the stone sculptures, shooting at the Witch King not far away.

Assault rifles, sniper rifles, hand-held heavy machine guns, rockets, and all poured down on the Witch King.

"Go over there, don't crouch together!"

A black skull mercenary with the appearance of a team leader shouted at Chen Xing. Chen Xingfu was scorched, he couldn't see his identity, and the team leader regarded him as his own.

"I, I'm hurt." Chen Xing said in a hoarse voice, pretending to be weak.

"Go ahead, there's a medical team down there."

The team leader pointed in a direction, Chen Xing nodded in greeting, and quickly left. After taking a few steps, a green light flashed behind him, and when Chen Xing looked again, the team leader who was talking to him had disappeared, and only red magma and melting stone sculptures remained on the ground.

Continue to walk forward, and soon reached the staircase, where several black skeleton mercenaries were guarded, including the deputy head Yang Ku. Chen Xing wanted to go down, but was stopped.

"I, I'm hurt." Chen Xing repeated his old tricks, pretending to be weak.

The mercenary guarding the staircase glanced at Chen Xing and moved out of the way. Chen Xing staggered past them and walked below.

"Why haven't you seen it?" Yang Ku muttered, then frowned, and shouted at Chen Xing, "Stop!" ”

Chen Xing stopped, suddenly accelerated, and rushed down. The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. In this case, you can't expect the other party to follow the rules. What's more, these people are criminals in the first place, and the moral bottom line is very low.

"Catch him!" Yang Ku shouted and chased down.

But the moment he rushed out of the stairwell on the second floor, a hand reached out from the side, wrapped it around his neck, and then the cold feeling pressed against his throat.

"Don't, don't be impulsive." Yang Ku's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly raised his hands and begged for mercy.

"Go, take me out." A deep voice came from behind him.

After a while, Chen Xing took Yang Ku back to the entrance of the first floor, kicked the other party away, and turned around and entered the portal.

In a flash of brilliance, Chen Xing appeared in front of the tower. He was ordered to wait at the door for his fire to take a few glances before he recognized him.

"Hurt?" Flame Chew asked with concern.

"It's okay, skin trauma." Chen Xing replied.

In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Chen Xing did not stop long, and returned directly to the camp of the Thunder Fire Regiment with the fire nozzle. After resting for a few hours, and waiting for the trio to resume, Chen Xing immediately bid farewell to Tie Nuo.

"Thank you for your time and time to visit us in District 27." Chen Xing said with his fists clenched.

"We are by the sea in the 39th arrondissement, so you can come and have fun when you have time." Huozui said with a smile.

"Be careful on the road, Captain Chen Xing." Tie Nuo shook Chen Xing's hand vigorously and sent him out of the camp.

At the same time, in a closed tent, the candle flame danced slightly. Three men stood at the table, facing the blue-haired man sitting at the table with his legs folded.

"You three follow and look for a chance to do it!"

"Huh?" "Start?" "This ......" The rat, the iron cannon, and Xiong Ben looked at each other, all stunned.

"That person should have gained a lot, and we need money now, so ......" Shen Guangming looked at the three of them, his voice as flat as water, "It's as simple as that." ”

"Chen, no, then, that person is good." "Yes, the head of the regiment ......" "Will this ......?"

The three of them all shirked in unison. Shen Guangming didn't speak, just looked at them quietly.

"No, Master Shen, if you let the regiment commander know, we'll be finished." In the end, it was the rat who stubbornly finished speaking. For some reason, being watched by this gentle blue-blooded man, I felt very stressed, as if the mountains were pressing down, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously.

"Those who achieve great things will not yield to small things." Shen Guangming sat up straight and said with a cold gaze.

The three of them only felt more pressure.

"Shen Junshi, you, whatever you say, our brothers all agree, but this matter, forgive us for ......" Xiong Ben blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Do it, can't do it!" ”

"Yes, yes." Iron Cannon hurriedly agreed.

"You ......" Shen Guangming looked angry, and he stopped talking.

The rat said with a sad face, "Master Shen, don't embarrass our brother. ”

"I, we Mingren don't do dark things!" "That vile villain is a matter of talent!" Xiong Ben and Iron Cannon said in a rough voice. The two of them are already temperamental people, and it is already very good to let them do things that violate their principles, and they don't get angry on the spot.

Looking at the three people who strongly objected, the anger on Shen Guangming's face gradually receded, and his shoulders loosened, as if he had let out a sigh of relief, then closed his eyes, shook his head and said, "It seems that it is my Shen who has a human heart......

"No, that's not what we meant." "Shen Junshi is all for the good of everyone, we all know it." "Shen Junshi is a smart person, we are all coarse and uneducated, don't worry about us." The three of them comforted each other.

Shen Guangming waved his hand, as if sighing, and said, "I know, the three of them are heroes, and it really shouldn't be for you to do this kind of thing, it's just, it's just ......."

As he spoke, Shen Guangming's face suddenly turned pale, he pulled out his handkerchief from his pocket, covered his mouth and coughed violently.

"Ahem!"

The white handkerchief oozes a little blue, like light ink,

"Strategist!" "Quick, call the doctor!" The three of them were extremely anxious, and Xiong Ben wanted to run out to call people.

"Don't, don't call people ......" Shen Guangming hurriedly grabbed Xiong Ben's hand, and was almost pulled off the table due to his weak body. Xiong Ben hurriedly stopped and supported Shen Guangming with both hands.

"I, my time is running out, I just want to look at you, and Tienuo, Tienuo......" Shen Guangming's eyes were blank, muttering to himself, the rat's eyes were red, and he said in a deep voice, "Shen Junshi, don't say it, let's do it, let's do it!" ”

"We're done!" "Let's go!"

After finishing the expression, the three of them walked out of the tent in a menacing manner.

"Rat, it's up to you." Xiong Ben said as he checked his weapon. His weapons were a pair of iron fists and an assault rifle.

The rat pinched its nose vigorously, then sniffed around like a hound, and finally pointed forward, "Over there!" ”

The direction he was pointing in was exactly where Chen Xing had left.