Chapter Seventy-Two: The Decisive Battle
The black power suit had already become scarred by Zhang Chen's powerful energy fist swing. The face of the man with the mask www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion was gloomy, and it was the first time he had been injured in the city, not to mention that he was still caught off guard. Wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth and speak in a deep voice:
"The strength is good, but the accuracy is a little worse."
"Really? Looks like I'll have to be accurate next time. Zhang Chen smiled slightly, but his indifferent expression made the mask man even more angry. The speed of the punch has also accelerated a lot, but unfortunately, after the impact of the punch just now, every punch was taken by Zhang Chen steadily. In addition, the dragon scales have an extraordinary resistance to the burns of the flames, but the mask man was a little helpless for a while, Zhang Chen, who opened the blood of the dragon.
After several battles between the two sides, the man in the mask knew that his current ability was not enough to inflict fatal damage on Zhang Chen, and he was not in a hurry to launch an offensive, so he turned to look directly at him and said tentatively: "I suddenly can't contact Ling, it's you who made it, I haven't seen you since just now!" ”
It could be seen that he really cared about the woman's situation, and Zhang Chen was not ambiguous, and said two words simply and sharply: "Dead!" ”
As these two words entered the ears of the man in the mask, his whole person immediately changed a state. The flames in his hands suddenly became violent, and the pair of dark eyes full of murderous intent stared at Zhang Chen:
"I hope you're not lying!"
The man in the mask said, a pair of fire fists were already intertwined with Zhang Chen's fire fists again. Every time there was a fiery bang, Zhang Chen was inevitably a little shocked when he dealt with it in a hurry. With his strength to open the Wulong bloodline up to 16,000 combat power index, he could only barely keep up with the other party's speed, no wonder Zhao Bo was far from his opponent!
The simple hand-to-hand combat between the two sides was already inseparable, and gradually, Zhang Chen began to feel that the wulong blood in his body was slowly fading, and he was anxious in his heart. Now, even if he took the preemptive action, he caused a lot of injuries to the opponent with all his strength. However, if there is no guarantee of the power of the bloodline, with his ordinary physique, it will be difficult to withstand the scorching flames of the mask man.
Suddenly, he remembered what Aofeng had told him on the roof of the commercial building, and he said that he would cover them on the roof. Zhang Chen thought about it and casually looked at the high-rise commercial area outside the Kremlin, which was surrounded by a constant influx of special soldiers. Just as he was distracted, a fist of fire bypassed the defensive gesture made by his two hands and slammed into his face.
Suddenly, a hot feeling swept through the whole body, as if someone had been violently scalded with boiling water. Zhang Chen was shocked and angry, and a dodge came behind the mask man, and he had a strategy in his heart.
The man in the mask didn't seem to expect his speed to be so fast, he sighed softly, looked directly at Zhang Chen, who was standing in front of the doctor, blocking his figure without a trace, and said lightly: "You think you can stop me like this?" ”
The masked man smiled playfully and took two steps forward, the smile that seemed to be under control was overshadowed by a magnified shock. He looked down in disbelief at his bullet-pierced body, and the blazing flames on both hands dissipated at the same moment.
Blood dripped down his chest, staining the devastated pieces of bricks red. This shot pierced through the clouds and flying sun, firstly, the man in the mask did not expect it at all, and secondly, the load and injuries brought to his body by the long-term battle caused him to be hit by a sniper rifle before he had time to react.
With the fall of the mask man, the countdown of the task in Zhang Chenling's ring is also approaching the last five minutes. He dragged out the other injured servants, Liu Weiqiang and Xin Yan both woke up immediately, only Zhao Boyuan was still in a coma.
The four of them left the Kremlin without anyone noticing, and at this time, the familiar silhouette of the return elevator quietly appeared, the door that symbolized life slowly opened, and they walked in without hesitation.
"So, you guys were just stunned by the aftershocks of the skill unleashed by the guy wearing the mask?" Returning to the elevator, Zhang Chen smiled bitterly and wondered after listening to the description of Xinyan and the others. The two of them had no chance to fight with the mask man at all, and from beginning to end, Zhao Boyuan was in charge alone, blocking each other's footsteps with his life.
"This time it's really thanks to Brother Boyuan, but Brother Zhang Chen is also very powerful, he went deep alone and killed the sniper on the opposite side!" Xinyan waved her little hand and exclaimed.
"I thought so, but in fact, I didn't kill that sniper. So much so that in the end, the death of the mask man has nothing to do with me......" Zhang Chen said and spread his hands, and told him about the encounter with Aofeng after he left, and Xin Yan and the others showed expressions of sudden realization after hearing it.
"Brother Zhang Chen, do you think our team should also invite a sniper like Aofeng, it's like a hanging, killing people two kilometers away is invisible, isn't it easy to get a mission like assassination in the future?" Xinyan said with a smile on her face.
Zhang Chen spread his hands and said helplessly, "I want to." But the average sniper is not a maverick, I want to be like Aofeng, and I have a personality and a strange temperament, I'm afraid that this kind of person will affect the team's cooperation. Of course, to say that I don't regret inviting him is fake, no way, let's see fate in the future! ”
As he spoke, he deducted blood weapon points to help Zhao Boyuan repair his injuries. When the latter woke up in a daze to find that he was the only one back in the elevator this time, the tall man blushed and looked unusually humiliated.
Zhang Chen went up and patted him on the shoulder in a friendly way, and said with a slight smile: "It's okay Brother Boyuan, try to talk about San Lang desperately after being in a coma a few times, maybe there will be a blood weapon reward in the elevator!" ”
Zhao Boyuan glanced at him and suddenly asked, "How did the man wearing the mask die in the end?" ”
"Killed by the young sniper named Aofeng. Of course, he had been hit in the head by my energy fist before. ”
After Zhang Chen finished speaking, Xin Yan and Liu Weiqiang on the side gasped, and they were able to control the battlefield with an overwhelming advantage after bearing the powerful iron fist head-on, which was simply a monster-like existence.
"His fire elemental mastery is one level above mine, so I can't do it like he does. Also, he has quite a few skills, and the massive area attack and the flaming wall that he used to dodge bullets should be good skills. Zhao Boyuan analyzed in a deep voice.