Chapter 847: It's All Over

The turtledove didn't even have time to see what the room was all about, and when the footsteps outside were getting farther and farther away, the relaxed turtledove wiped his head, but unexpectedly found that his lower back was pointed at a gun, and the cold metal touch, the turtledove was sure that the cylindrical object against his waist was the muzzle of a pistol. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Slowly raised his hands, the turtledove knew that the most important thing in this situation was not to make any offensive movements, so as not to anger the other party, after all, his own little life was equivalent to pinching in the hands of others, as long as the other party gently pulled the trigger, so close to the distance, it was difficult for the turtledove to dodge.

In such a critical situation, Ikaruga could only quietly let himself go into a state of rage, and now he could only hope that his strengthened body would be able to block the opponent's bullets.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang......"

The turtledove's heart was beating fast, and it was said that the person behind him should always say something after pointing a gun at the turtledove, such as "don't move", "raise your hands", and so on, although the turtledove was already very sensibly neither moved, but also honestly raised his hand, but this person was so silent that he always made the turtledove feel that the pores all over his body did not dare to close.

"You can say anything."

Since the other party didn't speak, Ikaruga decided to break the deadlock by himself, but after he finished speaking, he still didn't get any response, and Icaroba couldn't help but wonder if he was a mute person, otherwise how could he not even say a word for so long.

The turtledove controlled his head to turn slightly to the side, the amplitude was not very large, almost impossible to be noticed, through the corner of his eye, the turtledove did not see anyone standing behind him, but when he wanted to turn his head a little more, the pistol on his waist and eye pushed him again.

"I understand, I understand, don't move."

At this moment, the turtledove didn't dare to make any more outrageous moves, he raised his hands and looked straight ahead, thinking in his heart that he obviously didn't see anyone, why did he still have a gun pointed at him, could it be that this guy is not only a mute, but also a dwarf? Because of the height of his line of sight, he didn't see him in his spare time?

Time passed minute by minute, and the turtledove clearly heard the sound of the worm opening the door of the utility room, which meant that in a few seconds at most, the worm would come over and open the door in front of her, and then she suddenly saw the mute dwarf pointing a gun at her, and the situation that had been stalemate would definitely deteriorate instantly, and if there was a slight mistake, the worm and herself would be threatened by their lives.

"What to do, what to do."

The turtledove's brain was spinning rapidly, and he was so anxious that the beads of sweat on his head were falling down his cheeks, and when he thought that the little worm facing this mute dwarf was likely to become the first target, the turtledove simply turned his heart sideways:

"Fight!"

If the turtledove had fought back at this time, the safety of the worm would have been guaranteed, despite the high possibility of his own injury, because the girl had not yet come in.

The determined turtledove took a deep breath, and then with the touch of his waist, he roughly judged the height of the opponent and the posture of holding the gun, he was as immobile as a mountain, moving like thunder, and in an instant he used his left hand to block the opponent's pistol against his waist, and at the same time twisted his waist and turned around, turning over and punching straight to the opponent's head.

With the strength and strength of Turtledove's current body, his punch could not be said to have smashed into a person's head, even a stone could be smashed into pieces by him, but at the moment when the fist was about to fall, Turtledove's raised right fist stopped in mid-air.

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"Hey, what are you doing, why are you so delayed here?"

The little insect unscrewed the door of the room, and stuck her head out to look at the turtledove who was posing there in a strange shape, she didn't understand why the turtledove would dance here with a coat rack in a "veneer dance", and seeing that the turtledove's face was covered with sweat, what the hell was he doing?

"Me? Yes...... I'm exercising here. ”

The turtledove pretended to pat the coat rack behind him as he spoke, and the little worm couldn't help but roll his eyes at him:

"Neuropathy."

"It turned out to be a coat rack, I thought it was, but then again, why should a good coat rack have a cylindrical bracket, who designed it, it's really mentally retarded."

Muttering and complaining, the turtledove said that it was good that he didn't let the worm see what he looked like just now, otherwise he would have lost his face, and he was actually scared like this by a coat rack, and it seemed that the previous successive bursts of good luck brought huge psychological pressure to the turtledove, making him almost a little bit of a rumor.

The two of them arrived unhindered to the core area of the communication hub, probably because it was not yet fully built, and there were bundles of wires everywhere, some thick and thin, and all different colors.

The electric current filled the air with a "buzzing" sound, and the worm looked at the nearby workbench, where all the recent communication records of the entire communication hub could be consulted, as long as the key records were found, it was clear who was the ghost in the black iron mine.

The little worm's hands crackled, and she stared at the information displayed on the screen in front of her without blinking, but the turtledove didn't quite understand, he turned around and looked around, but didn't notice anything wrong.

"The task of obtaining the structure diagram is very smooth, and the task of infiltrating the communication hub is also going well, it is estimated that the worm will soon be able to find out who is the ghost arranged by the new empire in the black iron mine, I didn't expect this mission to be so smooth sailing, it seems that I and the worm are really lucky, it's just too smooth."

The turtledove muttered a few words to himself, and then he turned his head to look at the worm, but he saw that the worm's face did not seem to be quite right.

"What's wrong?"

It's not that the turtle dove is more sensitive, but the expression of the little insect is almost written on the face of the four big words "the situation is not good", no matter how dull the turtle dove is, he can still see this thing.

"We don't have time."

The worm came out with a clueless sentence, and the turtledove looked at the worm with a puzzled face, he thought to himself that it was just now, it was probably just past midnight, and he and the worm had time to withdraw from the military base, why did this girl say that there was no time.

"What are you talking about?"

The turtledove shook the worm's shoulder, trying to wake her out of her hysterical state.

"We don't have time," Worm repeated, "the Black Iron Mine is over, and all the bandits who survived the law are finished." (To be continued.) )