The wind swished and screamed in his ears, and Xiao Yao went crazy in the air: "How to control the direction of the parachute! You forgot to teach me this stubble! Is this also expected-what did you expect?"

The two broke up in the stratosphere, and so far they have parted ways.

What's even more painful is that Xiao Yao is in the back of cause and effect at this time, and his bad luck is at the head, and the wind direction blows him wildly towards the city filled with gunpowder!

A moment later, Xiao Yao landed in the middle of the city—the city where street battles were being fought.

The loess-paved intersections, the dry, scorching air and the scorching sun, the dilapidated rows of earthen houses, the stench of burning materials in the air, and the distant sound of gunfire.

Xiao Yao landed safely, but ...... Behind him, there was a militiaman holding an AK classic, and he was pointing his gun at Xiao Yao.

The militiaman loaded his rifle and shouted: "@#¥!?@#¥@*&%¥*......#*&*?"

Xiao Yao raised his hands high: "@*&%¥*!"

The militia looked shocked: "#*&*?#¥%¥*&*?"

Xiao Yao: "%¥*&*!"

“#*&*？”

Xiao Yao was furious: "I don't understand, and you're still fighting and coughing with me!"

The man frowned slightly, realized that things were not simple, and hurriedly raised his rifle: "¥#&*?"

"Drink!" Xiao Yao had already multiplied his force and condensed, his Z-shaped step flashed through the muzzle, he pressed the bolt on the right side of AK, and turned around to hit the chest with a spinning kick.

One blow was hit, the man ate a solid kick, Xiao Yao fought with his life for the first time, and his fists and kicks were not accurate in the tension, and he couldn't kick the KO position. The man fell to the ground with his feet in the middle of the foot, hunched over and cried out on the ground.

Xiao Yao had already heard footsteps approaching, and his toes swept across the ground, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust—

"Exterior Image!"

Manifest, more dust forms a smoke screen, and then flies into the nearest dilapidated house, and then creates an illusion with internal imagery to lure the enemy away from the other direction.

While listening to the footsteps outside, he took out his mobile phone: "Mom, set a seat and I'll see where this is, this is ...... This is...... "Xiao Yao thought for a moment: "In modern warfare, radar stations and GMS base stations are indeed air attack targets......

“@#￥！？”

As soon as Xiao Yao turned around, he found that there were two other soldiers behind him, each holding a gun aimed at him.

"Cool, cool, ......"

Although the creator can use his ability, he has to die if a bullet hits the point.

Someone outside the window suddenly shouted, "Ha!"

Wow -

Dozens of darts shot in from the window, and Xiao Yao crawled on the ground with a rolling belt, and even felt the wind on his scalp.

The opponent fell to the ground, Xiao Yao: "Mr. Kishimoto, why are you here so late-"

Looking up, those darts are not cross-shaped shurikens, nor are they ninja-specific kunai, but martial arts classics:

Money darts?!

"Squeak", two people happened to come in outside.

The two men were tightly wrapped in headscarves and coats, and each wore a pair of sunglasses, dressed as if they were friends from Afghanistan.

Xiao Yao lay on the ground and looked at the two of them in a daze: "#¥%¥*&*?"

Other: "......"

"@#¥!?" Xiao Yao got up and patted the soil: "@*&%¥*?"

The two men were speechless.

"What's going on...... Xiao Yao touched his head: "Is it because you can't learn authentically?"

The other person said, "How do I know?"

Xiao Yao: "Huh?"

"Ahh

Xiao Yao took a closer look and was shocked: "East Palace?"

With long flowing hair, handsome eyebrows, deep eyes, and a fur seal nose, it is the East Palace. The other person also took off his sunglasses, Xiong Da and Xiong Da Nose, which were Fan Ban who had been with Xiao Yao endlessly.

Xiao Yao was sweating profusely: "Xiong Da ......"

Fan Ban said angrily: "Big fart! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu swallowed your stupid × alive!"

Xiao Yao was about to make a move with these two people, when suddenly, there was a sound behind him-

The people behind me didn't die!

"Get out!" Fan Ban pushed Xiao Yao away and jumped up: "Drink!"

The right palm slapped out in the air, and with that shout, the big fan-like hand suddenly slammed the person on the wall, and the sternum was shattered under one palm, and the whole person was like a flattened frog.

On the other side, one of the remaining people immediately turned their guns to Fan Ban.

At that moment, Donggong had already stepped forward in front of him, and the Miao knife was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, and the man's head was immediately cut off.

The rabbit fell, Xiao Yao was surprised and inexplicable: "!?"

At that time, they were clearly exiled for framing themselves, and they hadn't seen each other for three months, and these two people were actually stronger than themselves!

"Hmph...... Silly, right?"

Donggong snorted coldly, and wiped the back of the knife on the crook of his arm very gracefully, and took the knife casually like a hero - confiscated it.

“......”

Xiao Yao looked away in embarrassment and asked, "Why are you two here?"

"I'm looking for you and your mother's legs!" Sho Ban wiped the blood on his hands, scolded in a muffled voice, and complained: "If it weren't for you, how would we have fallen to this point!"

Xiao Yao: "Then where is this place?"

Donggong and Fan Ban said in unison: "Iran." ”

In the world, economic development and social security are growing in direct proportionality, but in this mysterious country, the two are growing in inverse proportionality. In short, here, being shot in the street is only your own fault.

"No, why ......"

Donggong: "Because of the mission." ”

............

The exam three months ago was a watershed moment in the meaning of life for these two people.

The situation at that time was like this-

Fan Ban and Donggong had a conflict with Xiao Yao last time, and in the end, they were caught by the editorial department with evidence to frame Xiao Yao.

In the interrogation room of the editorial department, Qian's eyes looked at the two people with cold eyes: "You two, if nothing else, you have to be exiled by Yulong's creativity, understand?"

The two did not dare to respond.

Qian: "And the author who was exiled from the feather dragon, what happened to him, you know?"

Fan Ban and Dong Gong began to tremble.

"The waste that Yulong went out, the city will no longer provide shelter, the touch of the scalpel, have you experienced it?"

The two of them were in an ice cave, but they were soaked in sweat.

"Enough, it's too late to be scared. The beautiful woman in the suit sitting next to the interrogation room got up and walked over.

Xun has always been impatient, and grabbed these two guys: "Let's talk straight - you two guys have good qualifications, if you take the exam, you must be in the top ten, now give you a chance to redeem." ”

The duo was half-sad and half-happy: "Chance?"

The olive branch handed out at this time is basically a deal with the devil, and you have to lose your skin for nine deaths. But one step further is in the situation of the abyss, even the poisonous thorns have to be firmly grasped.

"Please, please leave it to us!"

"Hmph, I know each other. There's a tricky task on the Foreign Affairs Division's side that needs someone to deal with, so you two should just go for it......"

............

Back to the present –

"What's that mission?"

Donggong, Fan Ban, and Xiao Yao were surrounding a bonfire in a cave in the wild, and Donggong replied: "Undercover ......"

"Undercover?" Xiao Yao plucked out his ears: "I heard me right, did I come to Iran to go undercover? Help the Middle Easterners fight? Does Yulong still take this kind of black job?"

"Innocent!" Donggong sneered, "Do you think we are just undercover agents among ordinary people?"

Could it be......

The corners of Xiao Yao's mouth twitched: "Introverted task?"

Fan Bandong Palace was stunned: "You actually know the introverted task?"

Not long ago, I even took on an introverted assignment!

"Uh...... Just knew. Xiao Yao paused: "What kind of introverted task did you accept?"

Fan Ban and Donggong were both apprehensive: "No. 274, introverted mission ......"

Xiao Yao obviously had a little impression of this number: "You can pull the ** down! This is too coincidental......"