When Pan Heng rushed to the administrative hall of the logistics support base, there was already a sea of people in front of him, and in the middle of the high-rise building that rose from the ground, a person had an alloy rope around his neck, hanging outside the building like a hanged ghost.

It's just that this person's physical fitness doesn't seem to be weak, and this degree is just an embarrassing face, not fatal, but his limbs are firmly bound, so the strong feeling of suffocation makes him struggle and dangle outside the building.

Pan Heng looked at it, and the person who was hanging on it was none other than Chang Wei.

Chang Wei is the youngest son of Chang Xingtian, director of the Logistics Support Department, the most favored youngest son, I heard Secretary Li say that he is one of the famous gentlemen in the No. 9 base.

But now, when he rushed to take revenge, he was actually hung outside his building, and it was impossible to say that there was no greasy inside.

Just as Pan Heng was distracted, a hearty laugh passed through the crowd.

"Hahaha, I said that the phoenix feather magpie in the back garden today is not stopping, it turned out to be a distinguished guest, brother Chang Xingtian is late, brother Panheng, don't blame me!"

Pan Heng's eyes narrowed, his chin hung in the air, and Chang Wei, who was hanging in mid-air, said, "Director Chang, what kind of routine are you?"

"Alas, look at what you said, brother, didn't I hear that there was a young hero in our base, it seems that he passed by me, so he hurriedly brought someone over to try his luck, I didn't expect that today's luck is really good, my brother is really coming, hurry up, let my brother take you around!" Chang Xingtian didn't seem to see his baby son hanging outside the building, and he still gave Pan Heng a very enthusiastic haha.

"Okay, you and I don't have anything to say, hurry up and let my brother Qiu Sheng go, and then let me kill Chang Wei to get angry, this account will be settled, otherwise you don't blame me for killing the Quartet today!"

Now Pan Heng is the apprentice of the innate master sword god Gu Yi, and he is also a senior martial artist, in fact, his real strength is more than that of a senior martial artist, but this news Ling Feng did not reveal it, and Li Chunfeng, who is an ordinary person, will not say it to anyone, after all, Pan Heng is the hole card of their series.

Pan Heng thought that with so many people present today, he could not only force Chang Xingtian to release people, but also let out a bad breath, how did he know that this old guy was so ghostly, he was willing to hang his favorite little son outside, and deliberately made it known to everyone, not a little face, which made Pan Heng feel a kind of riveting, but punched in the air.

"Oh, I thought it was a big deal, who is this bastard son who is not good, he actually dares to provoke you, brother, I don't know about this, hang him outside first, if you don't die, you will kill him, as for your brother Qiu Sheng, he has already arranged for the best medical saint in the base to treat him personally, equipped with the strongest medical team, by the way, isn't he an F-level genetic warrior, and my brother also gave him ten bottles of D-class genetic medicine by airlift, do you think this is okay brother?" Chang Xingtian was originally a D-class genetic warrior, and he deliberately spoke loudly, as if he had brought his own subwoofer and megaphone, and the crowd quickly surrounded him.

"Oh my God, which family is this, Chang Batian is so low-voiced?"

"No, you see that Young Master Chang Wei is about to be hanged on top of his own building. ”

"Look closely, that person is wearing the regular clothes of a high-level martial artist, and he is still so young, it shouldn't be the eldest young man of the base above!"

"I don't know, I've never seen such a big scene in my life, and Director Chang actually has this day?"

"Exciting and exciting, I won't go to work today, and the money will be deducted!"

There are many voices and discussions, Chang Xingtian is a well-known figure who no one knows, and his youngest son Chang Wei is one of the top gentlemen hated by everyone in the whole base, and now one is about to be hanged, and the other nods and waists are crazy to make amends, this kind of excitement is enough for the rest of his life.

Chang Xingtian didn't seem to hear people's discussions at all, he was still smiling, clasping his hands into fists, bowing slightly, and making a full gesture.

Pan Heng sneered secretly, Chang Xingtian, this old fox is really a good Tai Chi, no matter how big your fist is, it just makes you have nowhere to exert your strength, and you can't hit people, is it possible that everyone Chang is so humble, and you dare to slap your face in public?

However, Chang Xingtian's wishful thinking is destined to fail.

First of all, Pan Heng knew that if he offended a person like Chang Xingtian who held real power, he would either be killed at once, or he would hide away as soon as possible, otherwise it would be impossible to hope to shake hands and make peace and drink and talk, maybe one day he would be buried in the kiss of the poisonous snake. Secondly, when Li Chunfeng gave him a luxury car, he once vaguely explained the relationship between the political enemies of the consul Chen Yunsheng and the city defense officer Qin Ming, and guaranteed all the interests of Pan Heng in the base in the future, including the affairs of the Black Tiger Gang. In the end, Pan Heng still has the super backer of the innate master Sword God Gu Yi, and I believe that as long as it is not a blatant rebellion against the federal government, even if he really kills Chang Wei in public, he will not be too guilty.

"Master Chang doesn't have to be so polite, Chang Wei is hanging that weird and uncomfortable, I'll relieve him first!" After speaking, Pan Heng exerted force under his feet, and immediately the ground was sunken in a large piece, and the whole person suddenly rose into the sky like a cannonball, "boom", and fell outside the building, and his hands and feet were like geckos swimming against the wall and quickly climbing, straight to Chang Wei who was hanging in the air.

"Zila, zila, zila!"

The three hot plasma balls passed by Pan Heng, and exploded into a ball in the crowd watching the excitement downstairs, and five or six people were instantly evaporated and turned into a cloud of black ash.

The crowd dispersed, but gathered again not far away, as if death could not extinguish their enthusiasm for onlookers.

Pan Heng looked intently, three men dressed in nanoalloy uniforms, armed with plasma cannons, and wearing blue-glowing combat boots under their feet, firmly sucked into the smooth glass façade of the building, shooting at him as they galloped down.

"Sure enough, I still can't bear your precious son!"

Pan Heng sneered in his heart, but he was not afraid, and climbed quickly, but it was a pity that he had not practiced the "Nine Death Sword Technique" for a day, and he was extremely lacking in both body technique and long-range attack methods, but after barely dodging two or three plasma balls, he was shot one after another, turning into a blazing blue firework falling from the sky, smashing a huge pit on the ground, and bursting out a blue pillar of fire more than ten meters high, and at the same time, a heat wave mixed with a ferocious shock wave knocked down a large area of the crowd not far away.

The temperature at the scene rose sharply, and it was a mess.

The plasma hand cannon is a standard urban defense army equipment, which is specially developed to deal with the mutant beast tide army, not to mention the great power, and each shot is expensive, generally used as a war reserve material, stored in the military material combat readiness warehouse of the logistics support base.

Unexpectedly, Chang Xingtian used his public power for private purposes and misappropriated strategic materials without authorization, just to protect his precious son, Pan Heng had never seen such a powerful plasma hand cannon, and he only felt that he was in a hell furnace, and the blazing plasma went crazy into his body along his eight orifices, scorching his internal organs inch by inch.

"Ding, detect being attacked by plasma damage, plasma damage resistance +1+1+1..... Xiaocheng, Dacheng!"

The pain of burning his body by fire made Pan Heng fall into a coma involuntarily, thanks to the sword god at any cost, he spent his innate sword qi to help him refine the invincible sword body, otherwise according to his previous physical strength, he would be burned into a cloud of ashes.

You know, this plasma ball can use a laser to heat heavy hydrogen to a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, so that it becomes a plasma state, and then use electromagnetic technology to wrap this charged particle into a "ball" and launch it to destroy the target's strategic weapon.

It may be that Pan Heng acted as the best fuel, and the blue flame burned for more than ten minutes before it gradually extinguished, but Chang Xingtian changed his previous humble attitude, his face was hideous, he pressed one hand on the watch, and said: "Who told you to stop?

Several genetic warriors standing outside the wall of the building were stunned when they heard this, at least three shots hit that person just now, not to mention one person, even a ball of alloy was melted away.

But the big boss spoke, and they no longer hesitated at the moment, and fired plasma balls frantically, and after more than a dozen of them, the fuel of the three plasma hand cannons ran out, and not even a trace of blue fire came out.

The blazing blue flames in the pit soared into the sky, and the onlookers who were bombarded by the blazing heat and shock wave retreated dozens of meters again, but they could still clearly feel the suffocating air wave and a trace of scorching heat.