Quivenlar's rare sù, with a strong right hand, bounced back up as if it had been loaded with clockwork. He walked out of the ruins of the Protoss base and stood in the middle of the road, facing Zhang Yuan.

After a round of desperate pursuit, Quivenlar finally understood that he couldn't actually catch up with Zhang Yuan, even if he locked Zhang Yuan's position, it was useless. When Zhang Yuan's injury improved and he himself was injured, he had already lost his chance. And Zhang Yuan also knew that his invincible sniper guns in the past were ineffective against Quivenral, both at a distance and at close range.

Zhang Yuan and Kui Wenlar looked at each other for a moment, then turned away and walked away. "Next time, I'll kill you." Quivinlar shouted. "Me too." Zhang Yuan disappeared into the night wind, as if there was an extra cold voice.

In the early morning, Zhang Yuan sat on the top floor of the ruins of a high-rise building of the Protoss, watching the knight team slowly leaving the ruins of the large base. His glowing gaze crossed the distance of thousands of meters and landed on Emma's body.

The sudden appearance of Brunella and Kui Wenlar, two unusually powerful guys, must have something to do with Emma. At the very least, Emma is also their guide. My biggest trouble in this world has only just begun. This point was understood from the moment Zhang Yuan shot Brunella.

Judging from the fact that Brunella and Kuivenlar wore almost identical armor and that they had ten well-trained guards, it didn't take much intelligence to deduce that they belonged to an unusually large organization. And judging by the age of Brunella and Quivenlar, they are likely to be just low-level members of this organization!

Zhang Yuan's black hair fluttered slightly, but the remaining strips of cloth on his body that were extremely tattered could only cover most of his body. He walked barefoot, on the rubble and metal of the rubble, but he was not hurt.

The belt of the modified step gun has long been broken, and it is in Zhang Yuan's hand at this moment, the gun mouth is pointing to the ground, and the swing amplitude is exactly the same. Zhang Yuan left the forest of golden metal ruins at a constant and uniform speed, and ran towards a path that stretched endlessly in the darkness.

Emma made her way to the top floor of the headquarters, then jerked her leg up and kicked open the hardwood door in front of her. Of course, her savage way of entering the door took the people in the room by surprise. At this time, Le Daster was holding a stack of Wen Jiàn in his hand, maintaining the posture of putting it in his leather bag, and a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes stared at Emma slantedly, with no expression on his face.

The décor of this office is quite luxurious compared to that of this closed planet, with solid wood chairs, ceramic and jade ornaments, oil paintings of celebrities, and even rows of hardcover old-fashioned classical economics books in bookcases. After all, there have been no books on this planet and even in the interstellar era for a long time.

There is only one such office in total, which was specially set up by Emma for the use of the high-level officials of the General Army when they come to the branch. Growing up in the wilderness as a child has taught Emma how important it is to make some key people happy.

But at this moment, Emma seems to have completely forgotten the principle that once made him soar. She took two steps forward and stood in front of the large writing desk, staring fiercely at Le Dees.

Le Daste was still staring into Emma's eyes, not glancing at the bag at all, but his drooping cheeks, dotted with age spots, shook a few times, betraying his true heart.

"I'm back." Emma stared unflinchingly at the cloudy blue-gray eyes twenty centimeters away, and could smell the smell of the planet's almost extinct perfume emanating from the other party's body.

"I know." Le Daster replied. He could also smell Emma's smell of sweat, blood, and unnamed stench. Although it was a huge torture for the nose, Le Dash had no intention of backing down.

"So you know the result?" Emma asked with a cold smile. "Of course! Brunella is dead, but it is decided that the paladins will send someone again soon. Le Daster said with a smile.

"We provoked a stunner who is more terrible than a giant elephant!" Emma squeezed out not only the words from between her teeth, but also the splattering saliva, and of course a lot of it fell on Old Le Daster's face.

"No matter how fierce the beast is, it won't be long before it runs rampant! Brunei is not a simple fellow, and in a world that you have no access to, Osman's name is very loud! Le Daster also raised his voice and returned three times the amount of stinky saliva to Emma.

"By the time those nobles have sent people crawling from distant places we don't even know about, this beast has already torn us to shreds!" Emma said with a frown.

"But I gave you three thousand heavily armed warriors!" Les Dyce still smiled. "Three thousand sheep, no matter how armed they are, will not turn into lions! You're playing with fire! Emma's eyes were like burning flames.

"Aha! Even sheep with fifty high-level and high-level warrior abilities and three thousand ordinary sheep can overthrow a group of powerful Zerg giant elephants! Are you trying to prove your incompetence? Le Daster still looked at Emma with a smiling face.

"Do you know why I tried so hard to win him over in the first place? Do you know that I know that he can't win me over, and still don't have any hostility towards him? I grew up in the wilderness, and I know what kind of people you can't mess with! Emma said angrily.

"But we've already provoked him!" Le Daster said, packing up his essay and his own things and stood up. Emma smiled wryly and asked, "Are you leaving?" ”

Le Daster sighed heavily, shook his head, and said, "I don't have much to do while I'm here." You know, the headquarters has not been very peaceful in recent years, and if I don't go back, I'm afraid that a lot of benefits will be taken away by others. In the past few years, it is not easy for the group army to invest so many resources in the Yinqiu base branch. "You'd better not leave now, if you want to live a few more years." Emma said solemnly.

"Is there such a strict zhòng?" Le Daster frowned, he was a little surprised by Emma's assessment of the teenager. Emma never lied in front of him, and since she was so serious, it showed that the teenager was really powerful. However, a wandering teenager, in the absence of the Terran's cultivation with high-tech Zerg and Protoss genes, no matter how powerful he is, I'm afraid it will be limited!

Emma exhaled heavily, looked out the window, and said, "Very strict!" I have a feeling that he has come. ”

Le Daster also looked out the window, and he saw nothing but the wind and sand. He shook his head, sat back down heavily in his leather chair, untied his half-scorched tie, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll stay here for a few more days and see how it goes. But 616161616161" Le Daster looked at Emma and said bluntly: "I can't go back, and the only loss will be you." ”

"No loss is more important than life!" Emma said heavily. She looked at this old man who took care of herself like her father, and was silent for a moment before asking, "That young man definitely didn't use a high-grade genetic modification potion, his strength is so strong, and his value is extraordinary." What price did it cost the paladin to make you willingly hand over this secret? ”

"A complete genetic potion formula that strengthens second-order abilities." Le Daester said something shocking without thinking. The enhanced second-order ability is two levels higher than the high-level advanced ability, and the gene liquid is at least twice as powerful, and the complete gene liquid formula is priceless. "Damn it!" Emma cursed.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan stood quietly behind the window of an abandoned Terran bunker, looking at a villain's chariot with external armor traveling a few hundred meters away. This modified vehicle is a daily patrol of the area around the base, usually staffed by five or six or more soldiers, with a flamethrower on top and a heavy gun.