Nima, necromancer! Really fake.

Qu Xuefeng's heart was in big trouble, and the heavy blow given to him by the mage made him unable to get up for a while

Chen Xiaocang ran towards Qu Xuefeng.

Qu Xuefeng exclaimed: "Hurry up!" ”

Chen Xiaocang seemed to be unable to hear, and the minotaur stepped forward to intercept him.

The mage was still standing on the top of the antenna, looking down expressionlessly.

Chen Xiaocang's steps were extremely nimble, like a black impala on the grassland, she passed through the gap between the two minotaurs.

The mage held up the withered vine-like thing in his hand.

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Qu Xuefeng pulled out the cold in her heart: Chen Xiaocang, leave me alone, run, stupid! “

Chen Xiaopao didn't hesitate, he still ran for him, finished this brainless woman, don't you know that this is the rhythm of sending death?

When Qu Xuefeng was desperate, a huge roar suddenly sounded in the sky, and an Airbus 930 swooped down from the eastern sky, and the two engines on the right side were burning with raging fire.

Even the blind can see that this is a malfunctioning passenger plane, and it can be imagined that the people on the plane are as desperate and frightened as Qu Xuefeng at this time.

The plane was clearly uncontrollable, staggering towards the ground, and the flight path happened to pass the World Trade Tower, and the mage looked at the plane as if he didn't react.

The plane flew over the World Trade Center in the blink of an eye, and the flaming engine just grazed the antenna tower.

The thinnest metal rod was gently pulled by the engine and broken into two sections.

With a bang, an engine smashed off the wing!

Directly smashed the floor slab into a large hole, and thick smoke and fire billowed out of the hole.

Qu Xuefeng was also staring at the plane, according to his calculations, the plane would definitely hit the top of the skyscraper, or not, everyone would die together.

Maybe it was the pilot on the plane who desperately pulled up the plane and didn't hit it.

But the mage must have been hit!

What about people?

Chen Xiaocang turned her back to the plane, didn't look, just ran, when the huge engine fell, less than twenty meters away from her, she was swept away by the strong explosion wave, just rolled to Qu Xuefeng's side.

"Tang Zhaojue, what are you stunned!"

"Where's that thing up there, where was it hit?"

"You don't care where he goes, get out of here!"

The plane crossed the World Trade Tower, the inclination was extremely large, and it seemed that the pilot was thinking about making a forced landing, but it was too difficult, and he made a forced landing in the urban area and looked for death.

The minotaur was also frightened by the shaved head of the plane, and the strong wind brought by the plane flipped a minotaur to the ground, and quickly, he got up and came to saw the man with a big saw.

The mage suddenly appeared and climbed up from one side of the building's outer wall.

His head was feverish, his clothes were burned out of a few big holes, his head kept shaking, it looked like his head had been hit by something, was it an engine, it shouldn't be, but he could live like this, Qu Xuefeng couldn't help but smoke the coldest cold.

No need for Chen Xiaocang to say more, Qu Xuefeng endured the severe pain and got up, ran towards the exit, and ran quickly while the mage was delirious.

The mage didn't chase after him, and the minotaur threw off his big feet and chased after him.

The two of them were lucky enough to run into the exit, and the minotaur was like a cowhide plaster, and they chased after each other.

From the top floor, with their own portable flashlights, they took the stairs and rushed down more than ninety floors in one go, and the minotaur was right behind the buttocks.

In the corridor, there was a fire extinguisher, Chen Xiaocang grabbed the fire extinguisher with extremely skillful movements, pumped, picked, and sprayed the fire extinguishing foam at the minotaur.

The minotaur obviously hadn't encountered such a weapon, and he was a little twisted, not knowing what to do, Qu Xuefeng said happily: "Nima, with this IQ, it's not high." ”

When the foam of the fire extinguisher ran out, Chen Xiaocang smashed the fire extinguisher over and continued to run.

The minotaur was furious, chasing faster and faster, Qu Xuefeng was injured after all, and after running for so long, his pace became slower and slower.

There was a jumble of footsteps on the stairs ahead, and several patrolmen were greeted by the security guard who had fallen, and almost reimbursed one of them.

The patrolman was annoyed and came up to check. I never thought that there was a machine room in the place where the plane's engine smashed through, and the engine room was smashed to pieces, causing a short circuit, and the whole building suddenly ran out of power.

"What people!"

"There's a monster in the back, get ready!"

As soon as Chen Xiaocang said this, the patrol officer immediately picked up the pistol.

The minotaur came over with a bang.

"Fire!"

Six pistols fired at the same time, and the fire was also on top of the previous assault submachine gun.

The minotaur was beaten and screamed, stopped chasing, turned his head and ran up.

Chen Xiaocang called out to one of the sturdy patrol officers: "Don't chase, there is a necromancer above, you are not an opponent." “

"You're from the WoW Authority?"

"That's right."

"Don't say anything, I heard that there is a bonus for catching a Minotaur, brother, look for money!"

"Don't go up, don't go up....."

No one listened, and a swarm of people went up, Chen Xiaocang was so angry that he scolded you for eating!

Qu Xuefeng reminded: "Hurry up and find Director Zhang, and ask him to immediately send someone to block the entire building!" “

In just eighteen minutes, the Sanjia police helicopter brought in thirty special police officers, sealing the various exits of the World Trade Tower, Qu Xuefeng and Chen Xiaocang can be sure that the hateful necromancer is definitely still in this building, unless, he will grow wings and fly away.

Reinforcements kept coming, and Director Zhang also came, and the excitement on his face couldn't be hidden, and there were more reporters.

The various intersections leading to the World Trade Center are also under martial law, and no vehicles are allowed to enter or exit.

It's a big fish! Zhang Debiao said.

The big fish he was referring to, of course, was the necromancer.

His reason, perhaps, is that all the monsters, such as crows, minotaurs, and large-mouthed monsters, are ghosts made by necromancers.