The marching few people were stunned for a moment.

Then they were ecstatic in their hearts.

20 years old, two years to go!

It is impossible for the old six to go undercover for two years.

In a few days at most, they will definitely be able to get people out.

In other words, it's all right~

The next moment, their hearts were filled with shame and resentment.

It's all a pig brain!

Can't you hear such obvious words?

But, but you're a dignified heavenly master, won't you speak well?

Wang Yue walked smoothly and was not too worried.

And not just because of the calculations.

According to his many Ka experiences, half an hour has passed since the burning of paper, and with the systematic beating, the Ka people have already started.

So, the employees of Wilson Huaguo Pharmaceutical Company, are you all right?

100 meters underground, in front of the bronze door.

After a roar, the passage back was completely blocked.

The smoke and dust are everywhere, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the Chinese people are like ashes.

Everything is very clear, crooked nuts are doing illegal things, and they are about to become victims.

After confirming that the tunnel was sealed, the crowd continued to move!

Crunch!

The dusty gate was pushed to the maximum to make it easier for everyone to pass through.

"Keep up with all of them, move forward!"

The urging sounded behind him, and although he was reluctant, he still had to move forward.

Kjin grinded behind the crowd.

He instinctively felt uncomfortable, if it was really Brother Hua's big attention technique, the horror was about to happen.

He was also familiar with the people in front of him.

He Qingyuan, Xiao Huang, Zhang Qianqi, intermediary girl.

Of course, Zhao Dazhi, who has a crooked neck, is indispensable.

Behind the bronze gate, there is a long corridor, and every short distance there is a kerosene lamp, emitting a dim light.

But the passage is too long, and there is a lot of darkness in the middle of the kerosene lamp, which makes people a little afraid.

Bang!

As soon as everyone stepped into the corridor, they heard a loud noise behind them!

When I looked back, I saw smoke and dust all over the sky.

Kegin's ears are buzzing.

The ground shook a little.

He had already guessed what was going on.

With such a heavy sound of falling to the ground, needless to say, the bronze gate fell!

So, Brother Hua started?

The smoke cleared, and indeed as Kejin thought, a door fell.

The gate weighing 10,000 catties is so powerful.

There was no screaming, but in the corner of the door, a hand came out very ignorantly.

Someone was slapped to death by the gate!

Brother Hua is exerting his strength!

Bendema led a group of men to stand by the door.

His face was shocked.

It was originally his palace, but for no reason, his heart throbbed, and he took two steps quickly.

With just these two steps, he dodged.

As a result, the last two men died, and they didn't have time to scream.

One of his subordinates stepped forward with a sad look and tried to pull the unwilling hand.

The hand was pulled out.

Only hands ...

The door weighs 10,000 catties, and the barrel of the gun is pressed into a solid one, and the fate of people can be imagined.

Bendema didn't give up, he roared angrily.

"Lift up!"

The men did not refuse.

If you can come out to do the task, there is no coward, they are all elites.

Not to mention a door, when you are in a hurry, the tanks are all lifted for it.

A man in a white robe stepped forward with a kettle.

Each of them took the jug, reverently gestured a cross on his chest, and then poured a large mouthful.

Then, they were like Ultraman possessed, and ten people were lifted up by ten people at the gate of ten catties!

As the gate rises, the true face is revealed under the door.

There was nothing, just a pool of blood.

Bendmar's eyes froze.

Something is wrong, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death, why is it water?

Even if it's a supernatural, you have to leave something behind!

That half arm isn't fake!

Could it be some kind of monster that eats?

"Oh sell cakes~"

With gasps and the sound of selling cakes, Bendema found two of his men!

That's two pies!

No, the bread is not worthy, that's called paste!

I saw that on the bronze gate with the lion and tiger pattern, the original pattern had been filled with meat foam.

"Ah~"

"Gross..."

"Damn..."

A lot of people started retching.

It's not just the Chinese who eat melons, but Bendema's subordinates can't stand it either.

The gate became a stuffing machine, which was beyond everyone's understanding.

Bendema didn't say a word.

He has seen too many bloody and disgusting scenes, and his immunity is very strong.

Although this one is more disgusting, he has experience, as long as he doesn't look at it and doesn't want to, it's not easy to do anything.

It's not bad, he and Lao Ba may be in the same door.

Bendema didn't have time to get sick either, there were still many details waiting for him to think about.

Are there really monsters? Is the bronze gate alive?

How many years has the gate been standing, and why did it fall at this time?

Bendema was sweating, and he thought of something more crucial.

If the door is alive, only one door can fall to the ground.

What about the other door?

As far as the eye looks, a door magnifies in the eye!

"Run!"

The revenant shouted loudly, and he rolled on the spot eighteen times, dodging out of the envelope of the gate.

Then, the sand and dust were blinded, the loud noise pierced the eardrums, and the brain was buzzing~

Another door fell.

There were more than a dozen people gathered there!

Nima!

There are two doors, which should have been thought of a long time ago.

If the door on the left is merciful, the door on the right is a proper old yin!

If you fall to the ground at this time, you will be greedy.

Definitely alive.

Bendmar's heart was dripping blood.

More than 100 people, just over 100 combatants, and just now, more than a dozen will die?

Although they are all agile and the reminder is timely, the ten people who carry the door will definitely not be able to escape!

Holy water is almighty!

They're going to get through it.

Bendmar stared at her blood-red eyes, waiting for the smoke to clear.

Finally, he saw everything inside, and then his heart was cold!

Both door panels fell to the ground, and the surroundings of the door were miserable.

There are those with one arm exposed, one head, half of the body...

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his feet.

Bendmar's heart tightened, and without thinking, he pulled out the dagger at his waist and leaned down to slash down.

Yes~

With a scream, Bendema saw that it was his own person.

Half of my own people, to be exact.

Half of his body fell to the ground, a pair of hands still clutching his feet.

"Yes, the flower of the other side!"

Joanna was the first to react, she figured it all out.

The Karma has begun!

The unsolvable Grim Reaper style is exactly the same as the rumors.

As a spy in China and a theologian, how could he not know the famous Flower of the Other Side.

She also focused on research for a while.

The conclusion is that if you can, you won't provoke if you can, and if you provoke, you will return to your home immediately.

Hiding in the church and trembling, expecting the Lord's deliverance.

Now, to be noticed...

"Dear, dear Ben, I want to return to the Father's arms... Woo woo woo~"

Joanna was scared and cried!

The subordinates present were all concerned.

The flower on the other side is the real god of death, I saw it, and I was numb~

But Bendema lifted the golden dagger!

He quickly swiped his arm.

Blood poured in.

Then he wiped it across his face.

Blood trickled down his cheeks, and he licked his tongue, it was bloody~

"Holy Cross oath, who remembers?"

Sonorous and powerful, as if it still has endless magic!

All the hands turned pale, and they instantly realized.

They are all part of the Holy Cross!

Remorse crossed Joanna's face.

Awakened by blood, the Holy Crusade has no fear, only fighting and killing.

"Fearless!"

"Fearless..."

A roar in unison rang out in the corridor, and everyone pulled out their daggers and slashed their fingertips, wiping them off their faces.

At this moment, there is no Huaguo Medicinal Material Company, only the so-called Holy Cross!

In the Chinese crowd, Kejin is very comfortable.

The two door panels are sensible.

Compared with them, the door panel is the real sixth.

It's a pity that there are only a dozen people, which is far from enough.

But he wasn't too worried.

According to Brother Hua's character, he will never give up until he finishes his work.

Is the Holy Crusade a godsend?

S-class people and demons have already drunk hatred, and there is no one who is immortal~