The helicopter began to sway violently, and everyone including Wu Ting was a little panicked, but the pilot was quite calm, and while reporting to the two helicopters in his companionship, he drove the helicopter slowly to the ground and made a forced landing.

With a smooth landing, the pilot took a deep breath and was proud of his piloting skills, fortunately it was very close to the olives, so he didn't have to worry about being stuck in the middle of nowhere.

"Wild fox! Wild foxes! whether there are casualties?" The intercom heard a call from the tower, and the pilot raised his hand to signal the helicopter to land, and replied, "The forced landing was successful, and there were no casualties."

"Assault or not."

"No enemy was found, there was an unknown malfunction in the mech, call for backup." The pilot looked at the people coming down from the cabin and decided to let the other helicopters bring back the hostages and part of the crew first, leaving a few people with him to wait for the arrival of the maintenance crew.

"Roger!"

Hanging up the walkie-talkie, the pilot jumped out of the cab, lit a cigarette against the door, and watched the helicopter slowly landing.

"This damn machine, it's all at the doorstep, it's broken, but fortunately, Lao Tzu's skills are good." Perhaps envious of the good fortune of his companion, the pilot turned around and kicked the helicopter.

"Huh!" At this time, he found that at the position of the nose of the machine, there seemed to be something, the size of a cigarette case, with countless tentacles sticking out and deeply piercing into the gap between the metal plates.

"What is this?" The pilot turned around and was about to call out to his companions, when he suddenly heard a muffled grunt, and a long black object pierced the head of the comrade escorting the hostage, and then stabbed deep into his chest.

"It's ...... Arrows?"

With a mouthful of blood spitting out, before the pilot could understand what was happening, in the helicopter that had just landed, the pilot's head and the co-pilot slammed together, and an arrow broke through the window of their heads.

Without waiting for the seriously injured pilot to react, the arrow pinned his head to the helicopter behind him.

"Enemy attack!" Someone roared frantically, but he didn't know where the enemy came from, and the extremely mobile motorcycle had already taken Wang He to a different angle, and the black arrow ruthlessly harvested the lives of the members of the Psionic Knights.

After all, it is a well-trained person with ability, whether it is military literacy or the physical advantage brought by ability, which allows them to respond quickly.

There were fireballs rising into the air, and some people were flying in the air, trying to find Wang He's location, but the latter shuttled through the wind blade and the water knife, harvesting the enemy's lives one after another, during which he did not forget to shoot an arrow at Wu Ting.

Without hurting her, the arrow broke the rope that bound her hands, and Wu Ting slid sideways, as if she had the ability to predict, dodging all the dangers and getting into the helicopter that had landed due to a malfunction.

The people of the Psionic Knights didn't know who the attacker was, but Wu Ting knew very well that when the helicopter broke down, Wang He had already passed on a rescue plan to her through spiritual power.

So Wu Ting stayed where she was, waiting for Wang He to untie her, how amazing the other party's archery is, I believe no one knows better than Wu Ting.

The helicopter that stayed in the air searched for Wang He's figure everywhere, but unfortunately under the cover of night, the silent bow and arrow had no way to judge the location of the attack, and the angle was tricky, and the rate of fire was extremely fast, as if there were countless ghost shooters in the surrounding woods.

"Call for support!" Someone shouted in the sky, the pilot had already picked up the walkie-talkie, and a black arrow somehow suddenly appeared next to him and pierced the plane's radio station.

"The radio station is destroyed, and there is no way to contact it!"

"Down! Hurry up and land, use your abilities to form a defense, and call for help with the radio of the other two helicopters." The person who gave the order was quite calm and immediately thought of a way.

Watching the helicopter slowly descend, the corners of Wang He's mouth in the dark turned up slightly, if the helicopter left his companion and ran away, Wang He could only shoot it down, and the explosion would definitely attract reinforcements from Olive.

So he didn't take the thirty or so people on the ground in the first place, just to give the people on the helicopter a feeling that the enemy was very strong, but it was not strong and could not be matched.

The enemy landed as he wished, and Wang He no longer spared

, raised his hand to shoot a furious rain of arrows towards the enemies in a circle, although they have tried their best to form a shield with their abilities, but in the face of each Qi arrow with a little spiritual power attached, there is no effect.

The shield was torn apart in an instant, and the elemental powerhouses standing in the front row fell down, and it was only the Psionic Knights who realized that they had been fooled, and the other party was just playing tricks at first.

But it was too late, and all those present were either killed or seriously injured, along with the helicopter behind them, and were pierced with holes.

Wang He jumped off the motorcycle, dragged the Black Horse No. 1 from the nose of the only intact helicopter, threw it at the motorcycle with his backhand, poked a head out of the cabin, looked around and saw Wang He, and hurriedly threw himself into his arms with a surprised face.

The two hugged each other for a long time and didn't speak, and after a while, Wu Ting, whose face was full of tears, whispered, "I thought ...... I'll never see you again."

"No, I'll find you at the ends of the earth." Wang He wiped the other party's tears with his palm and said gently.

Suddenly, his face changed, he stepped quickly into the corpse, grabbed a blown yellow hair, and dragged out a person.

"I deliberately spared his life and handed it over to you." Wang He threw people in front of Wu Ting, it was the thin dog of Moxigan who had been rough with her.

Wu Ting smiled like a flower, strong, gentle, trustworthy, and most importantly, she understood me very well, how could such a man not be loved, she looked at Wang He's eyes a little stupid.

It's a pity that there are a lot of peach blossom debts.

As soon as she thought of this, Wu Ting was a little annoyed, and when she saw Mo Xigan with a frightened face on the ground, she went up and kicked the other party in the face.

"Husband, it's so hard......"

Wang He: "......"

Wu Ting rubbed her feet, tears of pain were about to flow out, she forgot that this thin dog was a cell ability, able to harden the cells of the whole body to resist damage.

Mohican secretly carried his ability, the strange arrow shot through his legs, and he could only carry it and wait for rescue, the captain didn't seem to be dead, he shouldn't see death without help.

"It seems to be really hard."

Wang He stepped forward and grabbed Moxican's wrist, and there was no reaction when he broke it with one hand, Moxican was secretly proud, his hardening, but even the strongest strength in the team was helpless, how could you play with a bow......

"Click!"

"Ah!!h Before Mohican finished his thoughts, his arm was broken by Wang He, and it was still one hand, followed by the other arm was also broken, and the pain made Mohican almost incontinent.

"Didn't I give you an adapter? Pick him up with that." Wang He pulled off Moxigan's chin, stopped his endless screams, and said to Wu Ting.

"Yes......" As soon as Wu Ting raised her hand, a two-meter-long javelin appeared in her hand, and she threw it with a wave of her hand, and the javelin pierced Moxican's shoulder and pinned him to the ground.

"I'm still not used to it, I always forgot to have this." Wu Ting's javelin hand turned and threw one again.

Wang He calculated the time, and the helicopter maintenance personnel who came to support were almost there, so it was better to solve the problems that should be solved first.

He walked into the body again and dragged a badly wounded strong man out.

"You do one thing for me, and I can spare you from dying." The strong man's desperate eyes revealed a little brilliance, and he asked weakly, "What do you want me to do?"

"Chop off their heads, load them into that helicopter, and bring them back to Genting City."

The strong man didn't understand what a strange request it was, he didn't have any affection for these fellow Knights of the Spiritual Order, he was just forced to work together, and in order to survive, how many things he did with his conscience, and what was it to cut off a few heads.

"Good ......" The strong man stood up, staggered a few steps, held on to the disabled helicopter to stabilize his body, threw a few pills into his mouth, took out a dagger from his waist, and prepared to work.

"What's your name?"

"Reed!" The strong man didn't raise his head, and he was harvesting his head very seriously, like a cropper who was a professional wheat harvester.

The king river dotted

Head, in the direction of Olive, a helicopter was already approaching, and he said to Reed, "I have lifted Noah's control over you, but I have left the same prohibition on you, you can feel it first."

Immediately, Reed felt a sharp pain in his brain, and it felt exactly the same as what the sect leader had done at the beginning, and he smiled bitterly that his fate was really bad, and nodded helplessly, "I know, I must send it to Genting City."

Wang He then walked up to Wu Ting and whispered a few words, ending the torture she continued to torture, and cut off Moxican's head with a javelin sweep.

Together, the two of them stepped onto the motorbike and headed off to meet the incoming helicopter.

"Why did you let that guy go?" Wu Ting looked at Reed, who was trying to cut off his head below, and asked curiously.

"He's ......" Wang He recounted the content of the video he saw at the tart Kragan transit station: "I stopped that skinny dog, helped you wipe your blood, and helped you walk, I barely spared his life with these three, but well, the crime of life cannot be escaped!"

"Hmm......" Wu Ting put a smile on her face again, and hugged Wang He's waist tightly, full of happiness.

Reed suddenly shook, looked at the head in his hand suspiciously, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to work hard, he didn't expect until he died that a small thing he did casually would actually save his own life.

"I hope it's not a big problem, or I'll have to call a tow truck to transport it back, and I don't want to wait for a trailer in this wilderness in the middle of the night."

In the helicopter cabin, two maintenance crews with cigarettes, unkempt hair and bloodshot eyes complained of poor sleep, but could only take away some of their tiredness with a cup of strong coffee mixed with cigarettes.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the car, as if two watermelons had been pierced with sharp objects, and the two maintenance personnel didn't care about it, they just wanted to hurry up and go back to sleep.

Suddenly, the door was pulled open from the outside, and a strong man slipped in and smiled at them, "Good morning! Two."