Li Zi'an got up and walked to the window, reached out and lifted a little curtain, and then looked out through the gap.

At this glance, he was immediately stunned on the spot.

The roads of Al-Quds were filled with military and police vehicles, heavily armed fighters and policemen, and some in civilian clothes.

A group of suspected special forces and Mossad were rushing down the alley, and the sound of helicopter engines and propellers churning the air could be heard in the sky, muffling the footsteps of people coming from behind and from the side.

There was blood in ambush on all sides, and the greedy wolf was in danger.

The hexagram of stargazing just now, this is fulfilled.

Li Zi'an quickly retreated to the side of the bed, picked up the backpack on the bed, and then pulled out a TRA21 assault rifle from the quilt.

This is an assault rifle in service with excellent overall performance.

And a grenade.

This was specially left for him by Ciro.

After grabbing the gun and grenade, Li Zi'an left the room and went to the rooftop as fast as he could.

A helicopter was flying in this direction, and there was a rope ladder hanging from the cabin, and there were several people standing on the rope ladder, ready to be airborne, and when the helicopter flew to the small building, they jumped on the roof of the building and caught fish in an urn.

Tuanyu is also a type of fish.

Without a trace of hesitation, Li Zi'an aimed at the special forces hanging on the rope ladder and opened fire.

Bang bang bang!

The gunfire was deafening, and bullets flew into the cockpit of the helicopter.

This marksmanship is really a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the bullets were not in vain, shattering the glass of the cockpit and adding several bullet holes to the door.

The helicopter pilot was frightened and hurriedly pulled the helicopter up and at the same time performed a lateral maneuver.

Bang bang bang......

Guns bloomed on the rope ladder, and bullets flew in. Most of them hit the floor of the rooftop of the building, splashing sparks. Several bullets hit Li Zi'an's body, and one of them hit the back of his hand.

He had a bulletproof trench coat on his body, and the bullet from the assault rifle was fine if it hit, but there was no trench coat on the back of his hand, but after the bullet hit the back of his hand, a small speck of energy light splashed on the back of his hand, and the bullet was blocked and fell to the ground.

On the back of his hand there is a "mycelium" of fabric.

When he was in the tomb before, he tried it with a lighter, and the "mycelium" of the fabric was invulnerable. He also pierced himself with the Western Sword of Atonement, and even the Western Sword of Atonement could not pierce the "mycelium". At that time, he actually wanted to use a pistol to try the bulletproof effect of "mycelium", but it really took courage to shoot himself, and it didn't seem to be necessary, so the bulletproof effect of "mycelium" was unknown.

Now the suspense of that time has been answered, and the fabric "mycelium" is even better bulletproof than a trench coat.

Footsteps could be heard from below.

Li Zian pulled off the safety bolt of the grenade and threw it into the stairwell.

"Grenade!"

"Fack!"

"Get down!"

There was a chaotic sound in the stairwell.

Bang!

There was a violent explosion, and a cloud of fire and smoke came out of the stairwell exit, and then the staircase collapsed.

It was not a modern staircase of reinforced concrete structure in the first place, it was just a wooden staircase, and it had existed for too long to withstand the bombardment of grenades.

Shout!

A line of fire suddenly hit Li Zi'an's head, causing his head to deviate, and the person staggered.

It was a sniper rifle bullet.

A small hole was pierced in the hood of the trench coat, but the warhead was stopped by the "mycelium" of the fabric.

The moment he was hit by a sniper rifle, Li Zi'an's heart was nervous, and even a little afraid, he knew that the king's windbreaker couldn't carry the armor-piercing bullets of the powerful sniper rifle, and he was really a little worried that the "mycelium" couldn't carry it, and when he saw the deformed bullet falling to the ground, his heart instantly settled down.

Shout!

Another ray of fire flew in.

Li Zi'an saw it, but he was hit in the face before he could react.

With the force of the impact, his head tilted back.

"I'm grass Nima!" Li Zi'an was furious.

The sniper hit him on the head, and he didn't get angry, but he couldn't bear to hit him in the face.

He picked up his TRA21 assault rifle and pulled the trigger in the direction of the sniper.

Bang bang bang......

Bullets were fired in a rage.

I don't know if he hit or not, but he shot with emotion, and he emptied the magazine in the blink of an eye.

Ciro actually had a spare magazine for him, which was also hidden under the covers, but he didn't bring it.

Click!

There was only the sound of pulling the trigger, no bullets were fired, Li Zi'an waved his hand and threw the gun, and then sprinted to the side of the rooftop.

The figure behind him shook.

Several special forces using the Flying Tiger Claw climbed up to the rooftop from both sides of the building.

Li Zi'an jumped up from the edge of the rooftop.

Several special forces who had just climbed onto the roof raised their guns and fired.

Bang bang bang!

One bullet after another was fired at Li Zi'an.

However, they underestimated Li Zi'an's jumping ability, they thought that Li Zi'an could only jump one or two meters high, so most of the bullets flew at that altitude, but Li Zi'an jumped seven or eight meters high with a swish, and the bullets they fired were all missed, and when they raised their heads to look at Li Zi'an, Li Zi'an had already landed on the roof of the small building opposite, and in the blink of an eye, he ran away.

Several special forces looked confused with oil paint on their faces.

Is it a goat that they are going to catch?

Li Zi'an ran wildly.

Two helicopters followed, and the bright searchlights locked on Li Zi'an.

The master running on the rooftops is like a superstar on the stage, and the brightest lights always gather on him.

The sword is out of the sheath and there is no return, and it is comfortable to convince people with virtue.

These two hexagrams have actually explained the situation for a long time, and he has no way to win in such an environment, because there are too many enemies in the sky and on the ground, so there is "no return from the sword sheath". The only way to get out of trouble is to "convince people with virtue", but to reason with the enemy with your mouth, isn't that?

Until now, Li Zi'an has not figured out how to "convince people with virtue" and then break this crisis.

In fact, if it weren't for the "mycelium" of the fabric that gave him super full-area protection, he would have almost been finished with the shot in the face just now.

In such a situation, how could he "convince people with virtue" with the enemy who was in ambush on all sides?

Sou!

Li Zi'an's body rose into the air again, suddenly rose seven or eight meters high, and jumped from the roof of one small building to the roof of another. People were in the air, and a hill and an old church came into his sight.

That mountain is the Temple Mount.

That church is the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.

At a glance, Li Zi'an suddenly understood what the essence of "convincing people with virtue" was.

His feet landed on the rooftop of the building, and he sprinted toward the Temple Mount.

To convince people with virtue, at least find a place where the other party can listen to him calmly, right?

In this environment of being shot around, how can he convince people with virtue?

Two helicopters followed, continuing to give him the brightest lights.

There was also a man on a helicopter with a camera on the film.

If this is a live broadcast, then the gifts will definitely fly, Ferrari sports cars, carnivals and other full screen flying.

"Li Zi'an!" suddenly heard a voice shouting through a megaphone from a helicopter.

This voice is not unfamiliar, it is the voice of a merchant.

The businessman was on a helicopter with a Barrett sniper rifle in his hand. If Li Zi'an hadn't run so fast, he would have shot a long time ago.

Beside him sat a man dressed in a black robe, wearing a hood, and holding a wooden staff in his hand. He was thin, with a hood covering his face, and only a chin with a gray beard could be seen. If it weren't for his gray beard and the wooden staff in his hand, he would have thought he was a king.

He's not a king, though, he's a wizard.

The wizard is the most mysterious of the 12 Roundtable members of the Trail Company, and he likes to shut himself in a dark basement to do some research on the gods and monsters. He never took it lightly, but this time he did.

"Li Zi'an!" the merchant shouted at Li Zi'an who was running with a megaphone, "You can't run away, surrender!"

Li Zi'an glanced up and continued to run towards the Temple Mount.

On the streets on either side of him, police and military vehicles sped away.

"Finally closed the net. The wizard's voice was low, a bit of a duck.

The merchant glanced back at him, and then shouted with a megaphone: "Li Zi'an, it's useless, you have been surrounded, surrender!"

"It's useless. The wizard said.

The merchant frowned slightly: "Wizard, they say you can magic, can you catch that monkey with your magic?"

There was a hint of provocation and contempt in these words.

The wizard didn't speak, reaching out and grabbing the Barrett sniper rifle that the merchant held in his right hand.

"What are you doing?" the merchant looked at the wizard's hand, and then he saw a wisp of green smoke coming out from under the wizard's shriveled and pale hand.

The wizard withdrew his hand.

A few finger marks appeared on the barrel of the Barrett sniper rifle, and a trace of green smoke came out of the barrel, which was the smoke from the corroded barrel, with a pungent smell.

A shocked expression appeared on the face of the merchant's Leonardo.

The wizard said lightly: "Don't provoke me, if you think your neck is harder than this barrel, you just don't say anything." ”

The merchant subconsciously touched his neck, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "You lack a sense of humor. ”

The wizard didn't bother to talk to the merchant.

The merchant's gaze returned to the ground.

In the aperture of the searchlight, the master ran wildly on the roofs of buildings, and his two legs felt like he had four legs.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the merchant's mouth: "What are you struggling with? Do you think you can escape this time, naïve?" ”

"He's going to the Temple Mount. A duck voice came out of the wizard's mouth.

The merchant was slightly stunned.

Tick tick, tick tick......

Suddenly, the communicator sounded a voice requesting a call.