Chapter Twenty-Four: The Immortals Fight

The fourth group of the third squadron of the fireflyers, a veritable rookie squad, is mainly responsible for solving the resistance organizations in the city, including Lee, a total of six team members, although it is a rookie squad, but it is not a problem to solve the giant beast in front of him.

The monster protested strongly against the extra electric chains on its body, but it was unfortunately dismissed, and when the young man jumped up and rode on the monster, the short-haired girl slowly opened her eyes and unhurriedly took out a few smoke bombs hidden in her arms.

The thick smoke stopped the fireflyers who had come forward to attack the girl, but when the smoke slowly cleared, the monster was gone, leaving only the short-haired girl, if it was just a girl, the fireflyer wouldn't have to take it seriously, but if the girl had a portable electromagnetic cannon in her hand, then the situation was different.

Although a single electromagnetic cannon was far from enough to kill the firefly catchers under the cover of the shield, at least it had the effect of delaying the offensive, Li placed Xia Fan's body behind the relatively safe remnant wall, and walked straight towards Woburn, who had a broken leg, her eyes were enough to scare off a hungry lion, but Woburn just smiled at him.

"Why, why do you do it?" Li roared, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

Woburn didn't answer but lit a cigar, revenge he had already avenged, he was ready to die, the dagger flew again, this time the chance of missing was not even one percent, but Woburn's luck today was no longer the green smoke from the ancestral tomb could be described, and a war stick once again blocked the dagger.

"It's you again!" Li was already so angry with the human-like creature in front of him that he ran out of words, and Wu Cheng only bared his teeth at him.

Wu Cheng flicked off the dagger and backhanded it was a stick that took Li's Heavenly Spirit Cover, but it was blocked by a translucent shield, but this shield that even monsters could easily block turned into a wisp of residue in front of Wu Cheng's war stick, and at the same time exposed the firefly catchers who built shields in the rear.

Firefly catchers can be divided into two types: offensive and support, the offensive type is mainly responsible for frontal conflicts, and the support type is mainly responsible for covering the offensive firefly catchers to attack or retreat.

Wu Cheng just landed on Li's abdomen, although the stick just now did not succeed, but it had successfully attracted the attention of the firefly catchers, he jumped out of more than ten meters of the stick and hit the young man in the back, when everyone reacted, it was too late, the young man's head was like a broken egg, and Wu Cheng's war stick also appeared a small pit.

The death of the support team members in the rear meant that everyone had no cover except for the armor on their bodies, and the girl hiding behind the wall took out a cute creature the size of a slap from her arms with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but after only a slight stimulation, the monster appeared in the sight of the fireflyer again.

The number of firefly catchers has evolved from six to only four today, but fortunately, the distress signal has been issued, and it only takes a few more minutes for another team or even ten teams of firefly catchers to appear.

Wu Cheng dragged the bloody war stick and the monster to form a front and back attack, and pressed the firefly catcher step by step, "Loki, Huskar, you deal with that monster, Ade, you and I are in charge of that monkey." โ€

The black man named Ade obviously understood the benefits of striking first, he pulled out an electric baton and jumped up and pumped towards Wu Cheng, Wu Cheng slightly picked up the stick and blocked the blow, the high-voltage current passed through the whole body, but Wu Cheng just shook his head slightly, he spit on the man's face, and the man felt a huge force bounce off the electric baton in his hand before he had time to scold the street, but fortunately he was not fighting alone.

Spu is obviously not a vegetarian, he only kicked Wu Cheng's waist, Wu Cheng flew out like a kite with a broken string, Ade took a few breaths before he found that his left arm seemed to have been broken, Spu wanted to step forward to check Wu Cheng's life and death, but was stopped by the blood hole that suddenly appeared on his right arm, only to see a short man in black not far away.

Rorian put away his pistol and threw out a refined vanity mirror that shouldn't have been there, and disappeared himself, Sp covered his bloody wounds, it would be unrealistic to say that it would be unrealistic to chase Rorian, the only thing he could do was to make sure that the monkey lying on the ground would not get up again.

Although Rorian didn't have much time to buy Wu Cheng, it was enough for Wu Cheng to breathe, and Spu walked to Wu Cheng hard, and before he could detect Wu Cheng's signs of life, he was caught by Wu Cheng violently, and Rorian actually got out of the makeup mirror that fell to the ground with an incredible shape, and this shot Spu didn't even have the ability to resist with his hands.

After Ade was hit by that stick, the strength in his body seemed to be drained, and he could only watch as Sp was killed by a laser bullet, but he didn't feel the slightest regret, because he knew that it would be his turn to lie on the ground next.

On the other side, the battle situation is also very stalemate, the quietest are Li who is lying on the ground panting for breath and Woben who is gently spitting smoke rings.

"Why don't you kill me?" Breathing had become especially difficult for Lee now, but she still struggled to ask such a foolish question.

"First, my gun is out of ammunition, and second, I want you to experience what it's like to lose a loved one or friend... Whore. Lee didn't speak again, in fact she was already in a semi-coma when she asked the question.

Woburn spat out another smoke ring and gave it to the man in front of him who was condensed from black smoke and wore a clown mask, "You are the one?" โ€

The man tilted his head and deliberately suppressed his throat and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, we saved you because we just happened to pass by, and secondly, we wanted to build a ... Partnership. โ€

"Partnership?"

"Yes, win-win." The bullet grazed Scorching Night's body, but Scorching Night didn't care at all, just crouched down and sprayed the healing potion on the man's leg.

"I don't know what I have to do with you."

"We need money, and you need... People who can do things, right? Burning Night patted Woburn's shoulder, and although Woburn's leg still couldn't move, the pain had almost subsided.

"I don't trust you."

"You have to trust us, we have all your information and photos, if you don't cooperate with us, I can kill you and end your lair now, maybe I can arrest you and hand you over to your dozens of ex-girlfriends to deal with, what do you think?" Burning Night smiled, and Woburn finally realized that the person in front of him was just like him, an out-and-out bastard, or rather a well-dressed beast.

"You let me think about it, OK?"