"In that case, let's stay."

The other party asked for this, and Long Xuan naturally would not choose to force it.

The helicopter began to return home, heading for the Chinese warship in the ocean, vowing to take Dr. Chen safely.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully saving Dr. Chen, and the reward is worth ten luck."

Everything was resolved, and thanks to his presence, the medical staff and Dr. Chan were successfully out of danger.

"Ding, please make sure that the host destroys the mercenaries and saves the people from the fall of Africa...... Reward Luck is worth twenty. ”

Saving the people of Africa?

Damn, hemp, I'm a firefighter!

Long Xuan said that he was helpless and couldn't help muttering.

"Today, no matter what, I want to live for the common people of Africa, except for the scourge of mercenaries......"

As he spoke, Long Xuan's face was upright, and there was a strong murderous aura between his eyebrows, which made people dare not face him.

"Senior Long is really a true immortal, it's really great."

The laborers of the Chinese-owned factory shouted happily.

They danced with joy and smiled, looking forward to a bright new future.

"Master Venerable has the world in mind, and it is not something we can speculate."

The bear child Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but sigh.

"Senior, I'll go with you."

After becoming a master, Leng Feng was also eager to try, and he wanted to avenge Long Xiaoyun.

"Departure ......"

Long Xuan shouted loudly, and then flew high in the air, with golden light under his feet, like an immortal coming to the world.

"Why is Long Daoyou like he has been beaten with chicken blood?"

The Moon Worship Sect Master looked confused, he didn't know why Long Xuan suddenly became high-spirited.

The headquarters of the mercenaries couldn't hide from Long Xuan, and the terrifying soul power had already shrouded the land.

They are turtles in the urn, and they can't turn the sky upside down.

In the building of the government army, where the head of the Red Turban Army is located, the mercenaries should also be there.

The speed of Long Xuan's group was very fast, they crossed hundreds of kilometers, and finally arrived.

I have to say that the land of Africa is very backward, even in government office buildings, it looks extremely simple.

Outside stood a red scarf warrior, AK47 is their favorite, simple and easy to operate.

Every ten minutes, a team of people patrolled, and it was generally heavily guarded.

"How do you fight the dragon seniors?"

Leng Feng set his eyes on Long Xuan, hoping that he would help him get an idea.

"Come on, we'll give you a pressure here."

Just kidding, playing these tricks is ruining his identity, and Long Xuan can't look down on his general knowledge.

"Good ......"

The two bigwigs were reluctant to make a move, so they could only let Leng Feng move and rush over.

"Who?"

Before the two red turban soldiers standing guard could react, a powerful palm force slapped over.

The slap of the innate powerhouse also has tens of thousands of catties of divine power, and the two fell to the ground like watermelons, their flesh and blood blurred.

"Someone has bad intentions, sound the alarm quickly......"

Another Red Turban Army reacted, and one person held an AK47 to break out, wanting to eliminate the cold front in front of him.

Another chose to sound the alarm and give the head of the building a warning.

"Woo Woo ......"

The bullet was useless on Leng Feng's body, and was forcibly blocked by an illusory Taiji diagram.

His backhand was a slap, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, killing several people at will.

"The innate strong are really terrifying, what taekwondo, karate, and martial arts champions are all weak."

In Zhuo Yifan's eyes, this is a martial arts master, and what he saw before was just a fist embroidered leg.

"True martial arts only kill, not perform."

Those who perform are called actors, not warriors, and the purpose of martial arts is to gain great power to kill.

"Bang Bang ......"

A hundred meters away, a person in the dark picked up a bazooka and aimed at the cold front.

"Poof......

The power of the bazooka was terrifying, and the Taiji diagram above Leng Feng's head exploded, causing violent vibrations.

There were some wounds to his body, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Hard resistance to bazooka, this is the so-called innate martial artist."

Rachel was also stunned, only thinking that the cold front in front of her could rival Wolverine's existence.

There were more and more Red Turban troops besieging Leng Feng, and soon thousands of people were gathered, and the sound of tanks roaring sounded.

Hundreds of bazookas were aimed at the cold front, forming a camp.

Nearly twenty T54 tanks were concentrated, and they drove like a torrent of steel.

At the back, a group of people walked down the office building, and there was only one familiar face, and that was the mercenary leader's father.

There was also a person on the side, who looked like the leader of the Red Turban Army.

"You are the so-called saboteurs, hand over Dr. Chen, or you will all send me to hell!"

The leader of the Red Turban Army waved his fist and roared like a gorilla.

"Today I am here to avenge Xiaoyun, your life is mine."

Facing the encirclement of the army, Leng Feng's face did not change, and he stared at his father with a resolute face.

Then he took out a bullet from his chest, which was the evidence of the crime of killing Long Xiaoyun.

After seeing this bullet, Dad seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but let out a sneering smile.

"It turned out to be this, she was killed by my own hands, and she was tortured to death."

With a sentence of killing with his own hands, Leng Feng's heart was about to explode, and he couldn't help but let out a roar of rage.

"Die!"

He rushed over, using the army fighting style as the starting style, trying to kill the executioner in front of him.

"Kill ......"

The leader of the Red Turban Army waved his hand and ordered, and in an instant, hundreds of bazookas were aimed at the cold front.

And Daddy hurriedly got into the tank, and he didn't believe it, flesh and blood can still resist the torrent of steel.

"Bang Bang ......"

A pair of fists smashed into the T54 tank, knocking it into a crater, but it did not explode.

"Boom ......"

As the barrel of the tank fired, a huge explosion smashed into Leng Feng's body.

"Click......"

The protective true qi on Leng Feng's body was shattered, and the Taiji Diagram also disappeared, and he was shocked by it for dozens of meters.

He was so traumatized that he fell to the ground in a large pool of blood, and was about to lose consciousness.

"Dragon...... Dragon Senior...... Please...... Please ...... Must...... You want to help me...... Kill...... Kill these executioners...... Hand ......"

After saying the last sentence with difficulty, Leng Feng fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

"There are only strong and weak people in this world, and you Huaxia are born weak, understand?"

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Daddy said arrogantly.

"The weak, hehe! Then I, the weakling, will give you a taste of what it means to be weak. ”

Long Xuan was so angry that he couldn't control it anymore, and he planned to kill people and do everything in the worst way.

On the ocean, the Chinese warships ......

The captain finally locked on to Leng Feng's whereabouts with the help of a satellite, and he saw him lying in a pool of blood.

And Long Xuan and the strangely dressed Moon Worship Sect Master were surrounded by the powerful Red Turban Army.

In his eyes, the ending seemed obvious, Long Xuan and the others would be slaughtered on the spot without any accidents.

As for the fact that the people on the helicopter had not yet returned, they naturally couldn't tell the captain about Long Xuan's terrifying strength.

(End of chapter)