Chapter Seventy-One: Crisis

"You're not Xiao Shu!" Aofeng's blood-stained hand was pulled out, still expressionless. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info girl's body fell like a fallen leaf. Zhang Chen looked at the fierce and lonely sniper in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a while. Did he feel like he was a little redundant?

"What are you doing here? Didn't I ask you to keep the president safe? His eagle-like sharp gaze swept over, making Zhang Chen's heart tremble like a knife cut, and he spoke lightly.

"Our psychic force has detected the sniper's position, and with her there, movement will be restricted." Zhang Chen glanced at the female sniper lying flat on the ground, looking at him with a resentful expression, and replied bluntly. However, before he could finish speaking, his hand grasping the pistol passed through his line of sight and gently pulled the trigger.

"You go, I'll leave it here." After Aofeng eliminated the female sniper, he covered the wound with one hand, and his tone was not emotional, "That guy wearing a mask is very strong, I suspect that your subordinates are not his opponents." As he spoke, he took the coffee-colored sniper rifle from his ring and began to prepare.

"Those are not my men, we are companions!" Zhang Chen frowned slightly, worried about Zhao Boyuan's comfort, especially Zhao Boyuan, a man who was extremely fond of being strong. The last time I was in Monavia, I almost lost my life because of that fiery temper. In order to prevent accidents, he still plans to call in advance.

Silence, deathly silence.

There was no response from the other end of the spirit ring, and the voices of Zhao Boyuan, Xin Yan, and Zhao Boyuan seemed to have become extremely quiet at this moment. Something happened! Thinking this in his heart, he unconsciously began to get nervous.

"Anyway, in the basement, thank you for saving us." Before leaving, Zhang Chen briefly expressed his gratitude, no matter what, the other party's starting point was good.

"This time we're even." Aofeng said lightly, and then he slowly leaned down. After a simple bandage, the wound was able to move freely, facing in the direction of the Kremlin, and the sniper scope was opened and watched.

Zhang Chen also nodded when he heard this, and all his energy was now focused on his three partners. I went downstairs as fast as I could, and rushed towards the path from which I came.

The sky darkened imperceptibly, and Zhang Chen looked at the countdown of the mission in the spirit ring, there was less than an hour left. There is still no sound from the spirit rings of the three partners, could it be that they have been wiped out by the mask man? No. It must have been too fierce for the two sides to heed his call.

Zhang Chen believes in Zhao Boyuan, no, it should be said that he believes in everyone in the team. They never let him down, it was they who taught him the power called Partner!

Waiting for my buddies!

Zhang Chen clenched the head of the group, and when he was less than ten meters away from the main gate of the Kremlin, the wulong bloodline opened again, and as he ran, the solid and shiny dragon scales slowly covered his body, and the huge black wings behind him also erupted at this moment, flashing and flying by.

His eyes were covered by a halo of energy, and when the pale green eyes noticed the man in the attic carrying Zhao Boyuan, whose life and death were uncertain, and the president with a panicked face approaching step by step, an indescribable anger suddenly swept through his body.

The E-class weapon Energy Iron Fist slowly appeared, and Zhang Chen put it on his hand almost instantly. The fist had been stored before but had not been used, and the hand he wore on it exuded golden terrifying energy fluctuations, and the faint coercion even distorted the air around him.

The attic was piled up with the corpses of special soldiers, and Zhao Boyuan barely had any intact skin on his body. His **** upper body is full of thrilling scorched black, and he is being dragged by the mask man at this moment, step by step in the direction of the lonely president.

After the improvement of the Wulong bloodline in all aspects of the body, Zhang Chen's insight was much more detailed than before, and he immediately found Xinyan and Liu Weiqiang in the corpses of special soldiers. They remained motionless, and looked to be at least seriously injured.

The only three partners were all uncertain about the life and death of the man in front of him, and Zhang Chen's anger at the moment can be imagined. He scrambled to the marble steps under the attic, and the huge winged instigator led him to the front of the attic in an instant. Maybe it was because of the fatigue of the long battle, or maybe it was because he focused too much attention on the weak human, and when the masked man realized the crisis behind him, with a hoarse roar, a golden iron fist that seemed to come from the depths of hell slammed into his face.

At that moment, it was as if the whole world was silent for a few seconds. The figure of the man in the mask was like a ball being thrown out dozens of meters away, and the dust flying along the way seemed to be the scene when more than a dozen large trucks were running on the Loess Plateau. Passing through several erect walls, it finally smashed deep into the ground floor of a towering building nearby.

"Whew....huh" Zhang Chen gasped and gently put down Zhao Boyuan in his hand, looking at the terrifying momentum brought by this punch with some emotion, he sat on the ground with a butt slumped, and the exhaustion swept up and down his body made him have to give up the pursuit for a while.

Zhao Boyuan still hadn't woken up, his face showed a painful expression, and his two thick arms were slightly clenched. Only then did he notice that the Russian president, who had been staring at him with wide eyes, was surprised and panicked like a migrant worker who was owed wages.

Zhang Chen suddenly felt a little funny, the dignified president would show such an expression that did not match his identity, which really made people feel very happy, and immediately said: "Mr. President, do you still think that we are underestimating the power of the government?" It turns out everything. ”

After the president listened to Zhang Chen's words, a bitter smile crossed his old face: "If it was placed a few days ago, or a few hours ago, I would definitely not believe it." Now, I believe it! ”

Just as Zhang Chen was about to speak further, suddenly an extremely dangerous aura appeared in the attic from the corner of his eyes, and then, a rush of heat made him instinctively raise his palm full of dragon scales.

The two fists intersected, and the strength was actually between the two of them. Zhang Chen turned around suddenly, and saw the terrifying figure of the masked man shrouded in flames appearing beside him.