Narrow corridor.

The professional-level madman...the guards' team...there are already a scattered battle!

The narrow corridor environment is not conducive to group fights or high mobility madmen.

Swords, axes, swords and shields, close forces!

Broken limbs and broken arms, front, chest and back!

Blood was flying, and the glass shattered as the gunshots sounded!

...

The captain led Zhao Xueqing, the third captain, the fourth captain, and several people rushed to the rooftop regardless of the melee of the corridor!

When things got to this point, they were not expecting it.

The madmen actually set off strange fireworks. What's even more terrible is that there were rumors before, saying that the victory fireworks have reduced the vigilance of civilians against fireworks and even seduced them under the fireworks!

The captain felt extremely regretful!

"The previous rumors were not strong enough!"

Four people rushed forward at high speed.

Zhao Xueqing's face was also helpless.

"This kind of rumor is difficult to deal with."

Because, civilians really want to see a fireworks!

They don't want to believe it and refute the rumors!

They are willing to believe in fireworks!

They believe more about what they are willing to believe!

...

Soon, four people rushed out of the highest floor and rushed to the rooftop.

Feel the cold night wind blowing beside me.

Seeing the fireworks in front of you, you will see the sky.

I also saw more than a dozen figures standing in front of the fireworks.

It was Fang Yiqian.

There are more than a dozen, professional-level, crazy people!

"Hahaha, that's all that?

"It's not enough to kill!

“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Yiqian has been waiting for a long time and laughs wildly.

This is the tragic thing about the guards!

After practicing hard for decades, he is just a silly martial artist.

Finally, I have to give it a try and start the decisive battle, but I can only draw such a few people?

What about the others?

What about those professional martial artists?

Have you escaped at the last battle?

Or have to stay and protect the hairy civilians?

Fang Yiqian's laughter was full of sarcasm.

“Hahahahaha!

"I want to protect others if I am like this?

“It’s so respectable, so lamentable!

"Old man, didn't you eat enough of the last time?

"Your heart feels good, this time, I really want it, pick it out!"

The wind on the rooftop whirls, whistling, and wild.

Zhao Xueqing, Captain 3 and Captain 4 were both stunned.

The last time the captain fought with this woman, he was really caught in the heart?

The captain's chest was broken by this woman's hand?

She grabbed the heart?

Didn’t you say that was a rumor?

I heard someone spread rumors before, but the captain was still angry...

Forehead?

Going angry?

Yes, if it is really a rumor, maybe it won't be so angry.

Some rumors make people painful and angry just because they are true?

The mockery on Fang Yiqian's face became stronger and stronger.

"The chest was broken and the heart was pinched.

"What is your body?

"How many percent of your strength is left?

"You just have a fucking torch stick that is almost burnt. What's the face you're going to race? What's the death?"

The captain's face was full of peace.

When Fang Yiqian was talking, he was adjusting his breathing and restoring his energy.

After practicing martial arts for decades, he understood his body.

Indeed, I could feel that since that night, my heart was almost taken out by one claw and my hand...

The condition is very bad...

The strength declined...

Moreover, the condition is still going on, getting worse...

Moreover, the strength is still continuing and it becomes weaker...

The situation tonight is much worse than expected.

I'm afraid I may not win.

Even Zhao Xueqing, Captain 3, Captain 4, and Captain 4 may not be able to leave.

The old man secretly made tactical gestures behind him to show the people behind him - at all costs, deal with the fireworks first!

At the same time, I laughed.

“It’s very good!

"I, the old man, are now a torch stick that is almost burned.

“But after all, it’s not burned?

"Tonight, let you see, my afterglow!"

After the words fell, [Wushuang] turned on!

...

Duty room.

The light of fireworks illuminates the windowsill.

The white latte took out the infinite refill first.

"Is these boots your kind?"

Infinite Refill whispered.

"No, boss."

no?

White latte frowned.

Did you do the dream just now?
To be continued...