At ten o'clock in the evening, Rodin Clive, the chief information officer of the Cardivan Group, drove his Norfolk sedan out of the garage with a heavy heart. But due to his distraction, he failed to control the vehicle for a while, and directly caused the front of the car to hit the flower bed in front of him.

Clive knew that in such a state, it was impossible for him to drive by himself. He sighed and walked directly to the other 'Sabertooth Tiger' armored off-road vehicle that followed.

"Boss, you're in a bad mood right now?"

In the passenger seat, one of Clive's bodyguards looked at him with curiosity: "Is there something wrong with going out so late?"

"It's none of your business, you can just drive to the company. ”

Clive thought for a while, but still ordered: "Be careful along the way, try to find a place with a lot of people, just today, someone declared war on our Cardivan Group, it is the Rising Sun Company." ”

"The company that has opened a lot of electrical retail stores and discounts every day?"

Including the driver in the driver's seat, several bodyguards in the car looked at each other for a while.

"I've heard that their boss is that lucky Andre, the rising star who is already famous. ”

"Wow, that little one? How dare he declare war on the Cardivan Clan?

"Is it commendable courage? We Cardiffin are a billion-dollar conglomerate. ”

"The chairman will make his head bloom, but it's a pity that beautiful face. ”

"Shut up!"

Rodin Clive didn't feel any lighthearted, his face turned pale: "That is not the little guy in your eyes, the 'Dark Serpent' Macon, the 'Poison Sword' Racharle may be dead!

For a moment, everyone on this off-road vehicle was silent. Clive clenched his fists and lay his body on his back, his eyes closed.

"Anyway, get to the company headquarters as soon as possible! ”

It's just that before his voice fell, the driver in front said in a trembling voice: "BOSS, there is someone in front, we may be in trouble." ”

Everyone in the car was on alert at this moment, and Rodin Clive also opened his eyes at the first time and looked ahead. I saw that on the street in front of them, a huge white bear stood there, and a layer of thorn armor was spreading and stretching on its two arms, gradually covering the whole body of the white bear.

"Fire! Step on the gas pedal and press it with all your might!"

Clive only felt his heart throbbing and his limbs were cold at this moment, but his gaze was murderous and cold.

The Norfolk 'Sabertooth Tiger' quickly accelerated to the extreme, reaching 300 kilometers per hour. Several bodyguards in the car also opened the windows one after another and spewed flames in front with various firearms. But it didn't help, the thorn armor was unmatched, and its defense was better than many 18S-level armor, plus that thick layer of bear skin. These magic bullets couldn't hurt the behemoth at all.

Then in the next moment, only to hear a thunderous roar of 'bang', the white bear waved its giant palm and smashed directly into the front of the 'saber-toothed tiger' armored car, which flattened the front half of the car in an instant, and the two magic professionals in the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat were completely silent, and they were almost smashed into meat pies.

Rodin Clive was also hit by a huge shock, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body, and at this time, a thought rose in his mind that made him unbelievable.

A level seventeen druid, Iron Hand of Thorns - this is a guy with a combat power close to level 19S!

But that's Clive's last thought in the world, and with a soft 'poof' sound, a bullet came through the cracked rear window, and then pierced his brain directly from the back!

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On the eastern outskirts of the city, on the top of the ninth floor of 39 Tucker Street, Lawrence Collinson half-crouched by the window railing, looking ahead with a sniper rifle in his hand. His goal was to find the Cardivan Warehouse a mile away, with a view of the storehouse's front gate and most of the courtyard.

And the walkie-talkie placed next to it came out with Sampson Brutt's cold and clear voice,

"Lawrence, is there a problem? The two magic professionals on the left, can you solve it?"

"No problem, Mr. Brutt. Although I didn't come from the army, the environment in the jungles of Southeast Asia was much more brutal than that of America. ”

Lawrence Collinson chewed on chocolate and let out a laugh: "I promise that they will not be an obstacle, and that your assaulting troops will not encounter any obstacles in this offensive route." There's also good news, I saw the outlaw you mentioned, the fifteenth level magician Ampsheng, who was smoking outside Warehouse 3. It's stupid, isn't it?"

"Then kill him now!"

Sampson Brutt's tone was as hard as stone: "Attention units! Plan ahead, start acting after hearing the gunshots, over." ”

Just as Sampson's voice fell, in front of Warehouse 3, a middle-aged man who was holding a pipe suddenly had a shocked face. But he didn't have time to dodge enough, and the bullets that came from the night sky pierced his shoulder blades, and then the bursting shells tore apart the small half of his torso. This greatly affected his actions, and the near-difficult inducing of a magic weapon on his body attempted to return to the interior of the warehouse.

But before that, a bullet flying from the other direction pierced his brain!

And in an instant, there were rapid gunshots in all directions of the storage center.

"Sentry No. 3 has been cleared!"

"Sentry No. 4 killed two people, one of them hid in the rear bunker, please pay attention to the attacking troops, over. ”

"Sentry No. 1 has been cleared!"

"All units pay attention to evasion, confirm that Isolt Kadivan is in warehouse No. 2, one of us was injured by him, 15S-level archery, over!"

Under the darkness of night and moonlight, groups of heavily armed magical professionals poured into the storage center like a swarming pack of wolves. And although there are fierce firefights everywhere, they often last less than three seconds before they subside. Under someone's command, the whole offensive was like mercury pouring down on the ground, and the momentum was like a bamboo.

At the same time, a full five rockets, as well as two recoilless guns, bombarded the wall of Warehouse No. 2 fiercely, and just as the demonic energy defense array gradually fell into a weakened state, an unusually burly figure wearing heavy armor launched a charge like a tank, smashing the warehouse gate to smithereens.

With this 'boom' sound, the berserker whose strength was close to level seventeen also let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Isolt Kadivan!"

At this time, his body continued to burst into flames, and countless bullets bombarded his heavy armor with three layers of overlapping in front and back, making a series of clanging sounds.

But the berserker ignored the shooting, and all he could see was a thin figure who had switched to an automatic rifle and was rapidly retreating. Then, without hesitation, he launched the charge again!

And the next moment, the direction of the figure was destroyed by the huge Viking battle axe, and everything was cut and smashed into pieces.

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