(Cat flutter Chinese) "Isn't it, this kind of thing must not be said!"

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Jing Mohao's eyes were lonely, and he didn't have time to listen much, but he had already learned the news from the conversation that the sixth son had died.

Whether it was to keep them or to make himself suffer less, he had already made his choice.

It's worth it to leave him a gun so that he can take a few of his opponents down to keep him company before leaving.

Jing Mohao doesn't stop, he has to leave before the electricity is repaired.

The forest was full of stragglers holding shotguns to shoot birds, and Jing Mohao chose to bypass the forest directly and go down the mountain directly from the trail.

In the distance, Yan Yu could already be seen with a helicopter, flashing hidden signal lights and waiting in the distance.

Jing Mohao stepped up, only to see a flash of blue light in front of him.

Damn it!

Jing Mohao scolded in his heart.

Just this step away, this broken power will be restored?

Seeing that several blue-purple currents in the area have begun to move, ready to wake up, probably because the power has just been restored, the voltage has not yet reached the original level, the current is relatively weak and not very stable, and now it is the time to break through the lowest risk factor.

Jing Mohao narrowed his eyes, made a decision in an instant, and threw the woman in his hand out without pity, the woman convulsed a few times the moment she touched the electricity, but soon broke out of the thin barrier and rolled all the way down the hill.

Looking at the arc that the woman crossed in the electricity, Jing Mohao keenly judged that the lateral impulse leading to the dungeon in the center of the electricity was gone, and the scope of the barrier had also narrowed.

Without further ado, Jing Mohao instantly turned into a thunderbolt and threw himself into it.

"What's that?" A few people who came out of the forest in the distance looked at a black whirlwind in the distance that was rapidly moving away, and shouted.

Jing Mohao heard the commotion behind him, but his speed did not decrease at all.

The man with the shotgun seemed to realize something, and directly picked up the shotgun and shot in the direction of the man.

When the bullet met the blue electric current that happened to flow over, it burst instantly, forming countless sparks, attracting countless blue lights around it to come closer, forming a huge glowing blue wall, completely enveloping the situation on the mountain.

And Jing Mohao was not spared at the moment of escaping from the barrier, he was deflected by the shock caused by the sudden explosion of the blue ball of light, and his arm failed to adjust to parallel in time when his body left the barrier, leaving a scorched earth on his skin by the rushing current.

Jing Mohao felt pain, and only smelled the smell of burnt flesh.

When he lowered his head, he saw that his arm was pitch black, and his face was as black as ink.

Damn it!

He was burned by this?!

What kind of shitty thing this guy designed, where did he introduce these perverted things!

Jing Mohao shook his arms absently and strode down the mountain.

"Young master, you're out." Yan Yu got off the plane and greeted him, "Why didn't you send me a signal?" Is it time to carry out bombing? ”

Jing Mohao pointed to the woman who rolled down the mountain in the distance, "Don't use it first, carry her up for first aid first." ”

"Yes, you guys, go!" Yan Yu instructed a few of his subordinates to carry Wen Xiqin, who was already covered in blood and covered in mud, onto a stretcher and sent to the plane.

Yan Yu turned his head and immediately saw the scorched black on the man's arm, and his expression tightened, "Young master, are you injured?" ”

Jing Mohao pulled down his sleeve indifferently, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry." ”

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