In a space filled with the smell of smoke and gunpowder, the old man was full of energy and seemed impatient.

In the eyes of many people, this old man was too ordinary. He did not have a domineering physique, nor did he have majestic eyes, nor was he a majestic general wearing armor.

He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, his hair was a little gray, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together because of anger, as if he had been touched on the street.

But no one would consider him an ordinary person.

"Such a big thing happened under my nose, and you still care about my safety? Think about it with your stupid brains, there must be someone responsible for this matter, and it involves monks, and even

There are mercenaries!”

"Ahem..."

Mr. Qiao kept coughing as if he was choking on the smoke.

The surrounding soldiers looked anxious, and the beast monster not far away was still panting and had not been completely killed.

"I'm not old enough to need your protection yet. Who among you can defeat me alone?"

"Walk!"

Boss Qiao waved his hand, his eyes full of desolation. He couldn't see clearly around him, but he could hear too many screams, sobs, and desperate cries.

Some people moved the battlefield to the city, causing tens of thousands of people to die or be injured. This was something he could not allow.

"An era that will be even more chaotic than before is finally coming."

The soldiers bravely stood in front of Mr. Qiao. They didn't want anything to happen to this big shot.

Mr. Qiao was furious: "Okay, okay, that's great. Now everyone doesn't obey my orders..."

"Senior Qiao, long time no see." A figure slowly appeared in the darkness.

Swish, brush, brush!

The moment Qi Chen appeared, countless guns were pointed at him.

"I'm one of you, don't be nervous." Qi Chen smiled. His face was a little pale and the soles of his feet were a little weak. In order to deal with this monster as quickly as possible, he chose to defend hard and suffered some injuries.

"So it's your kid!" Mr. Qiao raised his eyebrows, then breathed a sigh of relief, "If Qi Xiaoyou is here, I guess the old guy's grandson will be fine."

"If you die on my territory, that old guy will really fight for my life."

"You said that fat man has already gone out." Qi Chen was not surprised. With the other party's status, it was impossible for him not to know these things.

He looked at the old man. Because he was not a monk, he looked much older than Sang Shouzuo. He was even older than the last time Qi Chen saw him. The wrinkles on both sides of his nose were like two deep ravines.

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Qi Chen had been to the maintenance office and spent a few days in the military camp in the north, so he knew very well how beloved this hero was.

Being able to give up the best psychic potion without hesitation, being able to abdicate without hesitation, and even the life he lives today is not extravagant.

If Mr. Qiao had done nothing back then, maybe he would be the leader or the God of War now.

It's a pity that he did it and took a step back.

But now, in the most dangerous place, he took a step further.

It would be really difficult for ordinary people to handle such a major accident without his decision-making.

As his life passes, even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth returns, he will not be able to embark on the path of a monk again despite his physical condition. The only thing that can delay his lifespan now is the elixir.

It's just that there are too few of these elixirs for prolonging life, and they can't be low-level, they must be around the sixth grade.

Qi Chen looked at the situation around him and immediately said: "Mr. Qiao, if you want to come, then stay with me and bring some people with you. Otherwise, if they ask you to go, I won't dare to let you go."

Mr. Qiao's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "They should feel relieved to have you by their side. They have your guarantee as a great master."

"Go, go, go!"

"Where is the messiest place now?"

"It should be the backstage, where Tang Ruanruan stays."

The rescue team separated five people to follow Mr. Qiao, with Qi Chen leading the way.

Mr. Qiao frowned deeply. The smell of blood in the air made him feel as if he had returned to the barbaric battlefield back then.

"If something happens to that girl, she'll be in trouble."

"Mr. Qiao, about this time..." Qi Chen was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Mr. Qiao shook his head. The wrinkles between his eyebrows had never relaxed, but they were lighter now.

"I know what you are going to say, but I believe the two of them. They will not take action. Even if they do, they will not choose this venue, and they will not hurt innocent people."

"The rest of the forces are much more hidden than you think. Even if they can get thermal weapons, I wouldn't be surprised at all, not to mention there are foreign mercenaries."

Mr. Qiao is very firm, just like he trusted those two people back then. Even if the two sides are not in harmony, once the bottom line is touched, they will unite with the outside world.

Qi Chen was stunned for a moment, nodding his head in agreement on the surface, but deep down he disagreed.

People change.

What Qiao Lao saw was the former Military God and Sang Chief, but what Qi Chen saw was the current situation.

Mr. Qiao has been away from them for too long, and he hasn't seen clearly yet.

But Qi Chen did not refute. For such an old man who devoted his whole life to the country, he did not want to make him feel cold.

A few drops of liquid fell on Qi Chen's face. He touched it and found it was covered with blood.

After wiping the blood on his clothes, Qi Chen made a stop gesture.

At this time, they had returned to the gymnasium. A large number of seats were flipped over and blown to pieces. There were also the sounds of some monsters in the gymnasium, which made Qi Chen even more worried.

The fat man is out of danger, so what about Tang Ruanruan?

"Let's go backstage."

There was a fierce fight ahead, with dull gunshots and whistling knives constantly mixed together.

The monks fought with modern thermal weapons, and a large amount of dust filled the air.

Qi Chen saw the figure in front of him. He remembered that there was a musician. That person was not dead, but he was entangled by several people at the moment and was in a very bad condition.

Tang Ruanruan seemed to be behind the group of people.

Judging from the scale of the sneak attack, the Chi family only sent a few powerful men of the Third Realm of Consecration and a grandmaster to Qi Chen, which was the smallest, and there was a high probability that they were here to warn.

Further back, there is Fatty, because the opponent also sent out a mud beast.

However, no matter what, it is not as good as the people who attacked Tang Ruanruan.

As expected, these bombs were all used against her.

Mr. Qiao was announcing the mission. The walkie-talkie in his hand seemed not to be disturbed. The reason why he came in was to have a more thorough understanding of the situation inside.

"careful!"

Suddenly, Mr. Qiao gave a low shout and rushed towards Qi Chen.

Qi Chen turned around in shock, only to feel a sword light falling.

A kind of fear welled up in his heart. He was not afraid of facing him head-on. Even if the other party was a strong man in the Tao realm, he could still think of a way.

But in this world, monks have thousands of awakened abilities, and with some special skills, they are hard to guard against. Especially when it comes to sneak attacks, many monks' methods are too weird.

He rolled around with Mr. Qiao in his arms, bumped into a broken corpse, and stopped.

A dagger was thrust into Mr. Qiao's back. The old man, who was already somewhat old, lost all color in his face for a moment.

Qi Chen watched his shadow squirm, and something flew out from the shadow.

"It's the talent of spiritual shadow!"

"A talent that specializes in assassination. Once you master this talent, everyone becomes an assassination expert." Qi Ling reminded.

He moved very quickly and immediately took out a bottle of healing potion obtained through a lottery and stuffed it into Mr. Qiao's mouth.

The injury was not serious, but it was not light either, especially for an ordinary old man. Fortunately, it was not inserted into the heart.

He felt ashamed.

The person who assassinated him disappeared without a single hit. No matter how Qi Chen looked for him, he could not find any breath of him.

This is an extremely professional killer.

"The Chi family..." Qi Chen's eyes darkened.

"I'm fine, let's go save that girl Tang first." Mr. Qiao breathed slowly. At this time, the gymnasium was extremely quiet. Most of the people had already run outside, and those who hadn't escaped were all turned into corpses.

Mr. Qiao grinned, cursed, and pulled out the dagger near his shoulder blade.

Under the effect of the medicine, there was not much bleeding.

"Look at it, I can still fight now, so this injury is nothing." He scolded the soldiers and asked them to do their jobs well.
Chapter completed!