The reporters rolled up their computers, cameras, and voice recorders, and most of the hula ran away.

It's terrible bird!

Brother is here for an interview, not for an adventure.

After being shocked, the observers sat down in a dignified manner and remained silent.

In fact, there are also people who want to leave, but they are afraid that they will be mistaken for Wang Daqing and his gang, which will lead to trouble.

They come from all sides, know a lot of obscure insiders, and know that this matter is very serious.

The mid-level hall, which is almost close to the top of the martial arts, can be regarded as a big man, but it was so easily extinguished, if you want to say that the plot is not big, the ghost doesn't believe it!

The suspicion of the Tianlong Group can be ruled out first, first, it is meaningless to engage in this kind of sacrifice before the decisive battle, and second, Longchen's performance does not look like a fake. His status is far higher than everyone present, and he doesn't need to act.

The suspicion of the Xiuzhen sect can also be ruled out, because they are ashamed of using the power of technology.

Then Wang Daqing's behind-the-scenes call is about to come out, and it must come from the secular world.

Although this range is large, it happens that in the observer seats tonight, the major forces in the secular world are basically gathered.

Therefore, if Wang Daqing has accomplices, it is very likely that he will hide among the observers.

It could even be yourself - a small chess piece that can be sacrificed at any time!

The men and horses of the Tianlong Group were well-trained, and they quickly returned to their positions under a command from Long Chen.

The martial arts seats are the most chaotic, and the atmosphere of panic spreads in whispers, I am afraid that as long as Guo Chunhai gives a slight signal, everyone will flee.

No one is stupid, guessing that since the sky can shoot one shot, it is absolutely not difficult to have another ten shots and a hundred shots.

No one wants to put their lives on their character!

Guo Chunhai stood in the ring, watching Long Wu study Wang Daqing's death blankly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

His qualifications are only average, and he doesn't have any back-up, and he can cultivate to the third level of qi refining completely by relying on ruthlessness, and it is also a little luck to be able to become the manager of the South China Sea Sect in the South Vietnam Province. But people who are nearly forty years old, in this life, they want to enter the inner door to improve, Hongchen wealth is the first choice, "do not seek merit, but seek no fault" is his motto.

The participation of the two Yue martial arts in the "Mid-Autumn Festival Gala" was actually before the start of the war, and the two armies sent a few miscellaneous soldiers to abuse in front of the battle, which would not have any impact on the outcome. But Guo Chunhai still did it very seriously, painstakingly analyzing the intelligence research strategy and arranging the troops, but it was useless!

If there is no use for eggs, there is no use for eggs, at least there is nothing wrong with it.

But Wang Daqing intervened, and the nature of the matter rose sharply to the point that he could not bear it. He had a little doubt about Wang Daqing, but he ignored it because he was in a hurry to attend the meeting, and he didn't expect to bury the bitter fruit.

The clue of the spy was broken, and the hidden enemy abandoned a mid-level temple and rained down a powerful shot from the sky, and he didn't know what he wanted to do!

Guo Chunhai is the manager of the outer gate, and he is in contact with the secular world, and he is no stranger to firearms. A cultivator is far more sensitive to the environment than a layman, and there is always a movement before shooting, and once he is aware of it, it is difficult to hit him. Moreover, the pistol bullet with a speed of 300 meters per second could not break through the defense of the third layer of gas refining at all.

Therefore, the threat of firearms to cultivators is almost zero.

However, this terrifying bullet that fell from the sky and reached a speed of nearly 10,000 meters per second is not included!

At least Guo Chunhai can't resist!

But compared to the fear of this shot, the punishment inside the door really made him frightened.

Unless Nanxing can help intercede.

Guo Chunhai seemed to be drifting on the vast sea, and finally found a life-saving straw, and eagerly looked for Nanxing, but found that he was propped up on the table with his hands on the table, with a strange expression, staring at Man Jianghong who rolled off the stage.

After the shot was fired, the threat from the sky was not lifted, but intensified. Man Jianghong leaned his back against the ring, spread out his two long legs without any image, and sat on the carpet with one buttocks, panting heavily.

What's next? Cloudburst bombs, thermobaric bombs? It can't be a nuclear bomb!

Why are you delaying your move, what are you waiting for?

Why is it possible to achieve the top shot?

A bold guess came to mind, and the more he thought about it, the more it made sense, and he quickly drew up a plan of action.

But who will help me?

There's no way, the little master is soft-spoken, and no one cares about the yelling just now!

Besides, this matter can't be shouted yet, what can be heard in the sky, maybe it can still be seen, and the master won't transmit the sound into the secret.

He looked left and right, his gaze swept to Nanxing, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Damn, this kid can lip talk, and he must be able to transmit sound into the secret, and the hand that conjured up the blue lotus just now is beautiful enough!

As a result, the attentive person will be able to see that a subtle and strange thing is happening in the field.

The boy who rolled out of the ring shrunk back on the edge of the ring and sat cross-legged, dancing with his hands, as if he was frightened crazy. When Nanxing glanced at him, he immediately did not move, and his lips opened silently. Nanxing was stunned, showed a thoughtful look, and then looked at the ring.

On the ring, Guo Chunhai immediately turned around and bent down to observe Wang Daqing's corpse. Long Wu, who was squatting, stood up and looked at Long Chen, Long Chen nodded slightly, and Long Jiu quickly ran to the signal car parked next to the main building of the research institute.

Man Jianghong stood up, grabbed the rope ring and turned into the ring, and hurriedly walked to the center of the stage, while drawing a cross on his chest and chanting "Amitabha". When he walked to Wang Daqing's corpse, he put the two fingers of his right hand together, stabbed three times in the void, and announced: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law, edict!", and then squatted down and rummaged with the corpse, and muttered in his mouth: "Brother, we don't have any hatred, now I just help you check the injury status." If you become a ghost in the future, don't come to me......"

Guo Chunhai and Long Wu glanced at each other, their eyes full of disdain.

It's really a shame to be afraid of ghosts and be like this! Just after examining the corpse, this product actually invited the three supreme beings of Taoism, Catholicism, and Buddhism to come to protect the Dharma, and it was almost necessary to say "Amen" again.

An even stranger thing happened, as two sides that were incompatible, Guo Chunhai and Long Wu stood on both sides of the corpse, tacitly hunched their backs to see Man Jianghong for inspection, the closer they got closer, their heads were almost together, it was simply infinite!

However, if you look closely, you can find that their bodies are just above Man Jianghong's hands, blocking the view of the sky cleanly.

The shot that fell from the sky was huge, and Wang Daqing only had a smooth hole in the top of his head, but the entire lower half of his face was lifted off. Man Jianghong squatted down beside the corpse, suppressed the urge to vomit caused by the strong smell of blood, forced himself not to look at the sparse face and the blood and brain, and turned him over lightly.

It will take at least thirty or forty seconds for Long Jiu to activate the signal shielding, and the great destruction may happen in the next second, so I can't wait!

is so close to death, and it may be shot at any time, Man Jianghong's heart is in his throat. He briskly untied Wang Daqing's wide belt, carefully pulled out something that looked like a button battery from the belt buckle, sharply mobilized all his energy, and raised his head to signal.

Guo Chunhai and Long Wuqi stepped forward and took a step back to make room for him.

With a soft "click", Man Jianghong kicked the table and rushed out from between the two, so fast that he almost turned into nothing.

In the blink of an eye, the goods rushed out of the ring, and the sharp arrows pierced through the flowers and plants on the seaside of the square, and they kicked into the sky by the altar. That appearance, against the sparkling waves of the sea, really looks like a bare-chested immortal flying in the wind, wanting to go up to the sky to catch the bright moon, and want to go down to the five oceans to catch turtles.

When the figure rose to the top, Man Jianghong roared angrily, raised his arms with all his strength, and threw the shiny buttons in his hands high at a standard angle of forty-five degrees.

The whistling sound fell from the sky again, so great and sharp that it almost tore everyone's eardrums.

A gray trail as thick as a hugging ancient tree slanted down from the sky, chasing the button and piercing into the sea.

"Bang", there was a dull loud sound, and a mushroom-shaped mound more than thirty meters high rose on the sea surface in the distance.

A red light flashed under the surface of the sea, and the mound erupted into a raging fire.

The flames spread outwards rapidly, spreading out for a kilometer in just a few seconds, and it seemed that the entire sea was ablaze, illuminating the sky with a red light, turning night into dusk and the moon into sunset.

The flower bed in the square is three meters down to the beach, and Man Jianghong flew out of more than 20 meters and fell into the sea.

Fortunately, the water was only waist-deep, and as soon as he saw the flames coming, he ran to the shore, and jumped to the edge of the flowerbed and climbed over to the beach.

The white steam on the surface of the sea rose hundreds of meters high, and the flames more than three meters high below were raging, as if the immortals were boiling the sea.

The signal car of the "Buzz ......" research institute was activated.

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From Man Jianghong running down the ring to the sea burning, less than ten seconds passed, which can be described as the line between life and death.

Qunhao was not psychologically prepared, he didn't have time to react at all, and he was stunned as if he was watching a magic blockbuster.

The sky was drifting with extremely fine rain, scorching, bitter and pungent, and the smell was disgusting.

Some people in Wulinxi began to vomit, and some people coughed repeatedly. The observer bench only stirred for a moment before regaining calm, and the security guards of the Draco Group were still standing like javelins, like steel cast in iron.

If this guy lands on the shore, the entire research institute will be reduced to ashes!

Man Jianghong jumped off the flower bed, and when it was cold under his feet, he found that his shoes were gone.

I heard the wind in the sky again, and when I looked up, my soul was almost frightened.

A helicopter is crashing down.

You've been hit by a thousand knives, and the ghost won't go away, and no one can escape if you fire another incendiary bomb anyway!

Man Jianghong's anger rose from his heart, evil was born to the side of the guts, raised his arms to the sky, and slammed towards the sea.

you!

The plane rolled, like a kite with a broken string, and flew diagonally into the sea along Man Jianghong's gesture, falling into the core of the flames.

"Poof!"

Something burst in the sea, and a ball of fire rushed to the cliff jutting into the sea, and the vines burst into flames.

Fortunately, the cliff was smooth and steep, and there was no more vegetation to burn, and it was extinguished in just a few minutes.

The sea breeze became scorching, the rain had long since disappeared, and the flames on the sea surface had dropped to a height of more than half a meter.

Man Jianghong turned around and found that he was greeted by Guo Chunhai and Long Wu, two masters, with their mouths open in an "O" shape, their bodies motionless, and their eyes unblinking, like two clay ghosts.

Don't be so exaggerated, the master is just for show, in fact, it's not that powerful!

I really didn't shoot down that!

He took two more steps forward and was startled to find everyone standing upright in the ping.

Not to mention Longchen Nanxing Huarong, even the seventy-old and eighty-year-old Qianda Po did not put on a score, and all the eyes cast on him were filled with a trace of awe and gratitude, as if looking at a saint.