"Whoa, !!!whoa, whoa, whoa" countless soldiers formed a huge wave into the devastated museum, and they were greeted by three burgundy burst fireballs, no less powerful than the impact of grenades and the high heat that could melt steel, which destroyed the tomb robbers, but in the face of the berserkers pouring in from a rift close to 20 meters, only three fireballs could not stop their steps. The little monk's hands kept slapping out to drive the cow snake on his head to spew out more fireballs, but it was still a drop in the bucket for the dam that lacked embankment.

Soon, the firepower net that oppressed everyone before took shape again, and Manavia, who had already consumed a lot of money, had to stretch out his hands to resist, and the little monk could only keep pushing his palms to urge the fireball that could not be faster, and his consumption was not low. "Damn, are you going to consume us to death like this!!" The little monk couldn't help but regret the choice he made at the beginning, if he directly used lava breath to block the museum at that time, at least there was a choice between fighting or fleeing, although the burst fireball had a fast rate of fire and low consumption, it could not generate a high-temperature lava field like lava breath, and the deterrent degree was far less than that of the latter for this group of weak but large number of tomb robbers!

The bullet grazed the pillar, and the impact peeled off a few small pieces of gravel from the pillar and bounced off the ground a few times, and Ayume, who was hiding behind the pillar, reflexively shrunk down. The situation of the two people on the ground class was even more severe than that of the upstairs, although the little monk and others standing on the high place grabbed the attention of most of the soldiers, but the two who lacked protection means were more vulnerable in the face of the dense rain of bullets. Although the two of them have martial arts skills that are enough to block bullets flying beyond the speed of sound, it does not mean that they can ignore the powerful firepower that covers their entire body almost at the same time, and in the face of such a huge "quantity", the "quality" of the two has become meaningless.

Ayume pulled out a huge firearm with obvious sci-fi overtones and leaned against the edge of the stone pillar to make sporadic counterattacks against the tomb robber soldiers, but they were immediately pressed back into cover by fire, and the precise fire caused the two soldiers standing in front to fall with headshots, but the number of tomb robbers continued unabated. These fanatical lunatics let out a slang battle cry as they advanced, not even looking for cover, one by one standing upright in the open environment and pouring out their firepower.

However, in the face of this group of targets, Ayumei could only avoid their edge, there were two bright red blood marks on her immature face, which were the same as the fear of being shot by a group of mortals before she put her head out, and she really didn't want to die in such a shame if possible. She glanced at the black carbon lying in a pool of blood next to her, the tough guy had dug out all the bullets in the abdomen without anesthetic, and had bandaged himself, but from the trembling legs, she knew that he had endured it to the limit.

"Can it move?" Even so, she still had to ask hypocritically, knowing that at this time, black carbon has no power to answer no, let alone consider options other than recklessness. "No~Q~Question!" Black Carbon endured the pain and took the words out of his mouth word by word, Aiyumi nodded, and took out a syringe with red liquid in his pocket. The medicine inside allows people to continue fighting despite all pain, and greatly increases the user's aggression, but what awaits him afterwards is a complete nightmare, and the thought of this, Ayume hates his own incompetence, and even more ruthlessly uses despicable means to drive them into a desperate situation.

After giving Black Carbon the injection, the two looked at each other and nodded, and looked to the other side of the pillar, just as a soldier took out a grenade from his waist and was about to drive them out of cover, and the quick-eyed Black Carbon immediately threw a flying knife over, hitting the soldier's wrist. The soldier felt a heat in his mouth, and then he saw a grenade rolling on the ground.

"SH~" Before he could say anything, the soldier was blown into meat sauce along with his companions, and some of the quick-reacting soldiers threw themselves on the ground and were lucky to escape, but they were greeted by sharpened blades. Black Carbon and Ayumi turned into two black shadows and shuttled through the formation of the tomb robbers, and the scimitars in both hands turned into four silver streamers to quickly harvest the lives of mortals. Soon the grave robbers were in disarray, trying to shoot the two away, but the overly dense plastic surgery became an excellent cover for the two, and the lack of orderly fire only accelerated the collapse of the formation.

The attack of the two of them made the fire against the second floor basically stop, and the little monk saw the opportunity to start the accumulation of lava breath, Black Carbon and Aiyumi are both people who react quickly, and they are not afraid that this level of attack will affect them. However, just as the dark throat of the bull snake began to show crimson fire, the glass window on the left side was shattered in an instant, and more than a dozen soldiers dressed in black rushed out of it, and it could be seen from the movements that they were obviously more trained than the guys below. The group of intruders rolled on the ground and immediately stood up, carrying the long bucket on their shoulders and aiming at the people in the protective shield...!!! the little monk followed the sound, and immediately his face turned blue, and some people with common sense could recognize the true face of the shoulder-mounted weapon at a glance, this is terrible, Manavia's protective shield has been crumbling, at this time, if he encounters such a powerful impact ...... in one breath!

Boom boom !! loud noise shook the entire museum, the impact of the repeated explosions made the museum shake like an earthquake, even in the distant street outside the museum, the thunderous cannon fire and the skyrocketing fire are still so clear, and hiding in the dark street, Zheng Zha and his party who watched the war from a distance lowered their heads in a complicated mood.

"He's really... You don't need us..."Zhang Jie looked at the light of the fire, and said in a trance the fact that everyone did not want to face, the sound of the cannon fire told the fierceness of the battle, and since this is obviously the sound of guns under Zhengyan's men can be played non-stop, it proves that Zhengyan still has the strength to fight, with only two team members and a team that is much higher than his team as a whole for so long without losing, even if it is not by virtue of its own strength, but as a reincarnation with almost the same starting point, the specifications are no longer on the same level. Coordinating such an army from scratch alone, and equipping it with modern firepower, was enough to throw them all a few streets, and with his force at the top of the team, one person was enough to replace a team and become a foul existence comparable to that of a breeder.

"It's just lucky, if it's in a sparsely populated place, there is or a more civilized environment, that guy can't do this!" Zheng Zha said sourly words that even he felt pathetic, all along, the righteous words that focus on strength, and Zheng Zhe, who puts partners first, should be equal existence, opponents, and comrades-in-arms. Although the two have different methods, they should both work hard for the future of this team, and he has always thought that one day he will be able to make Zhengyan realize the importance of his teammates and make the Zhongzhou team more united and stronger. But now, Zhengyan has become a powerful existence that completely leaves him behind, and his words, his thoughts, are no longer possible to pass on to the other party. He's already, nothing...

"Well, there's no need to be so frustrated. The immature voice sounded from the side, Zheng Zha, Xiao Honglu sat in Zhan Lan's arms, pretending to be innocent and cheering him up: "No matter how good and capable a person is, it is impossible to make everything as he wishes." Even if he will make mistakes one day, encounter failure, and be helpless, who else will come out to correct him, support him, and help him at this time?" Xiao Honglu looked at the museum full of artillery fire: "The enemy is not a fool who lets him bully and not fight back, just rely on a group of ordinary soldiers to completely solve them, I don't think it's so easy, if he guesses wrong, he will soon run into trouble, right?"

Looking at Xiao Honglu's innocent expression, Zheng Qi complained: "I was actually inspired by a stinky little ghost...", while lowering his head and laughing at himself, then Huo Di stood up and said loudly: "All in all, we can't let that stinky boy from Zhengyan steal the limelight, that bastard has been playing with us in applause, and this time it's our turn to collect some interest!"

Seeing Zheng Zha's hearty speech, everyone smiled and nodded, Zhang Jie stood up and excused: "Yes, the grace that has been inherited so far, this time I have to return it to him!" "This time I must let him know the importance of a team." Zhan Lan straightened up her chest and replied with 100% vitality, "I will do my best!" Saito Yi, who was a little embarrassed in the team, was also aroused and swore an oath.

"Okay!" Seeing that the morale of the team had rebounded, Zheng Zha was also very pleased: "This time, we must let that kid Zhengyan see something about what a team is!" Xiao Honglu and Zhao Yingkong looked at the people who seemed to be burning, looked at each other helplessly and smiled, and followed.

The Zhongzhou team, back to the battlefield