"Dawn! At dawn, let's attack the Holy Staircase at the exit of the Holy Land!"

In the midst of the gunshots, the strange fishman shouted.

"! It's still raining, and who knows when dawn will be! The green-haired man kicked the Flying City Guard, turned around and stabbed the City Guard who was rushing from behind.

Click, the sword was framed by a metal barrel. The man smiled sinisterly and punched the guard in the face.

He drew a flintlock pistol from the guard's hand as he fell.

Bang! Shots rang out, and one of the city guards fell to the ground. He threw his gun at the guards who were shooting at the fish-man, and smashed his gun down.

"Fishman Karate, hit the water!" The fish-man threw a punch, and the water cannon gathered from his fist and hit the guards who had been smashed down.

On the other side of the street, the new city guard has arrived. The fish-man raised his right hand in the air and pulled it back, throwing the bomb rock ten times the strength of a human's wrist.

Bang! The rain exploded into huge bubbles, and then burst apart with blood.

"Ah!!h The green-haired man took the initiative to charge at the remaining city guards, and he knocked down the stunned city guard captain with a single punch, and his other hand was already pinching the gold chain leaking from the captain's pocket.

With a jerk, a delicate pocket watch appeared in front of the green-haired man.

"It's worth about 1,000,000 Bailey!" The green-haired man grinned.

"Bastard, don't get distracted in the middle of the battle!"

"Hehe, this is the capital of life after escaping!"

"Too optimistic!"

The fish-men scanned the surrounding area, and there were far more corpses of slaves than city guards in the rain-soaked streets.

The dragon roared from far and near, and the red dragon spread its huge dragon wings and swept over their heads, and the clown above was bathed in the rain and let out a shrill laugh.

After the dragon, a series of explosions rang out. In a few moments, a dozen CP agents swept over the roof.

The green-haired man wiped a handful of the rain that had been splashed and wiped the scattered green hair on his back.

"After all you think about it, I'm not a crazy person like him."

Looking at the clown in the distance, the green-haired man said.

"I don't have the strength and courage of him." He added in his heart.

The sound of messy footsteps on the waterlogged streets was obvious, and the fishman and the green-haired man glanced at each other.

"Do you want to keep fighting?"

"Of course it's a runaway!"

As he spoke, the two fled in the other direction.

In the houses next to the street, the middle-aged man finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched them leave.

"Thankfully, it's finally gone!"

He turned to his family.

The bustling streets seem to have become a stage for a drama at this time, and the actors of the next act are on the stage in a hurry. They first looked at the corpses in the lower streets. Then the man in the lead gave the order.

"Ask the inhabitants of the street where the slaves have gone!"

"Yes!" The man who was commanded answered. He was a little reluctant, he had lived in the holy place for a long time, and the small city guards who were greedy for small profits on time had never seen this scene of blood and fire.

To be honest, after graduating from the World Town Government Guard Training Camp, he hadn't seen blood for ten years.

Knock...... Knock...... Knock......

The middle-aged city guard knocked on the door unhurriedly.

"Hide! Pretend not to be at home. ”

The soundproofing of the door was not good, and the city guard could clearly hear the voices of the people in the door.

Impatiently, he fired a shot at the door, which scared the people inside into screaming.

"Big ...... My lord. ”

After a while, the head of the family opened the door tremblingly, frightened.

"Where did those slaves go?"

The middle-aged city guard was expressionless, his voice was low, and with the gun he was holding in his hand, it was full of deterrence.

"There...... Ran there! ”

The man in the house pointed to the west.

The middle-aged city guard Yu Guang skimmed back, and after confirming that the attention of the others was not here, he cleared his throat.

"Alright, close the door."

The man in the room nodded and closed the door softly, as if he had been pardoned.

The middle-aged city guard turned around to make a report.

"Where are they going!" He pointed to the east.

So, the stunned young captain, who was eager to make a contribution, issued an order, and a group of people ran east.

"It's over, let's take care of each other in a while, there are powerful bombs in the hands of slaves!"

"It's okay......"

The middle-aged city guard smiled proudly.

But fate always makes people, and when the sturdy snapper fish-man with his naked upper body and the mark of the dragon's hoof in the center of his chest appeared in front of the team, the middle-aged city guard despaired.

"Fucking bad luck!"

Before he could strike the trigger, he was punched in the chest by the rushing fish-man, and he couldn't breathe.