"Come, slow down, can you keep walking?"

Lian Cheng was holding on to the wall with one hand and a slender woman in black with the other, and the ground was still shaking.

"Shhhh I can hold on, thank you...... Turn left. ”

The woman put one hand on Lian Cheng's shoulder, her left foot twisted into a strange shape from the middle of her tibia, obviously broken into three, blood oozed from her trouser legs, and a trace of pain flashed between her eyebrows, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Lian Cheng still had the same warm smile on his face as always, and he slowly helped the woman to the safe house.

Originally, he was also following the large army, but when he ran through the toilet, he found the woman who accidentally broke her leg.

After all, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and Lian Cheng had just hesitated for a while between escaping and saving people.

It's just that after hesitating again and again, Lian Cheng still couldn't just throw her down and run away by himself.

They were now on the fourth floor underground, two floors away from the sixth floor, and the movement was still so loud. In case she is affected by the escape of the enemy spy, this woman with a broken leg has basically no chance of surviving.

Of course, the main reason is the face.

Smelling the faint fragrance of osmanthus with a hint of blood around him, Lian Cheng involuntarily glanced at the woman next to him, quite a little uneasy.

The woman has long hair on her shoulders, her feminine and slightly heroic facial features are slightly wrinkled, her teeth are clenched tightly, and a loose black uniform can't cover her delicate figure, she is a rare beauty.

Lian Cheng's movements became more and more cautious, for fear of walking faster and triggering her wounds.

"Hey, haha, I don't think I've seen you before...... Is it a newcomer? ”

The woman seemed to hear Lian Cheng's heartbeat gradually rapid because of nervousness, and she felt a little embarrassed, wanting to say something to cause a topic.

"Huh? Well, yes, yes. I'm a newcomer, I've only been here for a month, and I haven't passed the newcomer period yet. ”

Lian Cheng walked and walked, seemingly a little absent-minded, and his face was a faint red.

A little shy.

As he spoke, an apologetic smile appeared on the big boy's delicate face.

"Oh, yes. I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Lian Cheng, Lian Lian, honest Cheng. ”

"My name is Wen Daoyun, Team Seven."

The woman also endured the pain and introduced herself with a smile.

As they spoke, the two of them slowly made their way to the safe house, the shaking of the ground getting smaller and smaller as time passed.

At a corner, the two suddenly stopped.

In the passage in front of him, a tall man stopped in the middle, his face dark.

It was Captain Lan who Han Baiyi saw in the hall, Lan Qingdong.

Behind him, there are Liu Zhi and He Chiye.

The other team members are deployed in several other passages and exits to intercept them.

Lan Qingdong is extremely tall, about one meter and nine, with a strong muscle that tightens the black uniform that should be loose, with a Chinese face, and a layer of fine and capable short inches on his head.

At this time, he was holding his arms and standing straight in front of the two of them.

His voice was hoarse and low, muffled, like thunder in the clouds.

"Repent."

His eyes looked directly at Lian Cheng, who was holding Wen Daoyun.

Lian Cheng was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.

Seeing that he looked confused, Lan Qingdong stretched out his arm, clicked the buttons on the wrist wheel, and a three-dimensional comparison picture appeared in front of several people.

It is the contrasting image of Lian Cheng and Tang Ze Wulian City.

"Your identity has been revealed, Tang Ze Five Lotus City." Lan Qingdong glanced at Wen Daoyun, and the corners of his mouth grinned, "I still know how to find a hostage, but I am a self-aware person who knows that I have been exposed." ”

As soon as the three-dimensional picture came out, Lian Cheng was stunned in place.

What's the situation? What kind of high-tech is this? How can I have a picture on it? Who's next to this?

A series of questions flashed through my mind.

However, Wen Daoyun beside him reacted faster than him, and the arm that originally held him rolled, and the seemingly broken calf exerted force violently, and the whole body immediately hung up, and the two hands instantly completed the neck crucifixion, and the left leg rolled up the waist to fix the body, Lian Cheng directly lost his balance and did not have the slightest ability to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the left leg was straight and slender, and there were no signs of breakage.

The two of them slammed to the metal floor.

The whole process was silent, the muscles on Wen Daoyun's slender arms bulged high, and Lian Cheng's face was suddenly strangled purple.

Lan Qingdong was sarcastic: "It's a pity, you didn't expect it." Your hostage is a special division captain from Tiandu. ”

Wen Daoyun's eyes were cold, his hands became more and more forceful, his head was close to the side of Lian Cheng's ear, and a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes stared at his entangled prey like a snake.

Hearing Lan Qingdong's words, Lian Cheng first glanced at Wen Daoyun in disbelief, and then immediately struggled.

However, how can his strength be compared to that of a captain-level powerhouse, the struggle makes the oxygen in the body consume faster, and the tightly strangled trachea has almost no room for air circulation, and the more he struggles, the more powerless he becomes.

His hands were pulling wildly in the air to grab something, his legs pressing the ground, and the soles of his shoes rubbing against the metal made a screeching sound.

Lian Cheng's head shook with difficulty, as if he wanted to speak, to explain to them that he was not a spy.

But all struggles were useless, and as time went by, his movements became smaller and smaller, and the strength of his struggle almost disappeared.

A grin formed at the corner of Lan Qingdong's mouth.

I don't know what I'm proud of.

Immediately afterward, there was a sudden sharp stabbing pain in his back.

A black stick about half a meter long was inserted directly into Lan Qingdong's vest.

On the black stick, there are extremely fine and very light spiritual lines.

There is a light on the lines.

Liu Zhi held the tail end of the black stick with a faint expression, and twisted the black stick in Lan Qingdong's body fiercely.

"Ahhh

Before Lan Qingdong could react, a stabbing sensation suddenly came from the black stick.

Stimulated by the sharp pain of the black stick, Lan Qingdong screamed violently, but his originally hoarse and low voice turned sharp during the screaming, and the spiritual lines on the black stick spread rapidly on the surface of his body, forming black lines that were formed one after another.

Lan Qingdong, who was originally tall, was wrapped in this black stick pattern, and his body quickly dried up and dehydrated, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years old in an instant, and his eyes were high and bulging.

Only a slightly protruding huge spherical body remained in the abdomen, like the dried corpse of a pregnant woman who had long been dehydrated.

At this time, Lan Qingdong's abdomen was high and protruding, and the skin on the surface was covered with bloodshots, and the shape was hideous and indescribable.

The situation in front of me is so eerie that it makes people's hearts furious.

Liu Zhi's face with fairy aura and dark circles had no expression.

However, He Chiye beside him could no longer hold back his anger, his nails were stuck in the flesh and bleeding, his arms were a string of bulging green tendons from the back of his fist to his forearm, and his eyes were almost red, but he was forced to calm down.

Liu Zhi held the arm of the black stick and waved it, and the skin of Lan Qingdong's vest was torn instantly, revealing the sharp edge of the tip of the black stick.

Thump.

A curled up red fruit human body fell to the ground, tightly wrapped in the dense lines unique to black sticks.

His black, shriveled face was full of horror, and his eyes widened as if he couldn't figure out how he had been discovered.

Lan Qingdong's tall and shriveled corpse froze in place, the torn vest was already bloodless, and it was hollow inside, and nothing could be seen.

Obviously, it has been hollowed out.

The skinny strange man struggled desperately on the ground, but he couldn't break free of the black stick lines on the surface of his body no matter what, and his body flicked on the ground, and the spiritual light on the surface kept flashing, showing that his spiritual energy level was higher than that of ordinary people, but he was still imprisoned in place, and the black stick lines did not move.

Wen Daoyun and Lian Cheng got up from the ground, and Lian Cheng, who was originally strangled to a purple face, sat up, rubbed his neck with difficulty, and coughed again and again in his mouth.

Although Wen Daoyun had told him that this was acting just now, Lian Cheng still had the illusion that he was almost strangled to death.

Looking at the parasitic strange man who crawled out of Lan Qingdong's body, Lian Cheng couldn't stop being horrified.

Wen Daoyun was expressionless, and reached out to take out a delicate machine from Lan Qingdong's corpse, not knowing what it was for.

Click.

Feet on metal floor.

He Chiye's face was calm, and he snatched the pointed black stick in Liu Zhi's hand and stepped forward, seemingly without human emotions at all.

However, the more depressed something is, the more surging it is when it erupts.

For example, anger.

'Whew-'

Bang!

The black stick slammed into the parasitic thigh, and the force was so heavy that even the metal ground was deeply dented, and the thigh muscles and bones were instantly shattered.

"Ahh

The strange man let out a piercing howl, and the sharp pain tortured the nerves, and the eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets.

He Chiye's face was no longer calm, and even extremely hideous.

The voice almost popped out from between his teeth, word by word:

"Is it fun?"