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Chapter 42 The Tragedy of Old Gallaman(1/2)

"Rumble"

A huge explosion sounded from the negative three floors.

Sound waves and shock waves followed.

The surrounding ground and walls then shook violently.

"Rumble"

Another explosion sounded.

The explosion was deafening.

It was louder than the explosion that was so close just now.

This means that this time the explosion is more powerful.

With the explosion, the entire McKinsey Building trembled with the explosion.

There were sounds of walls, shelves and many unknown objects falling down everywhere.

When he came down from upstairs, Xie Sheng only saw more than a thousand people.

But in the building, except for those gang members and their families.

There are many people hiding everywhere.

The total number of people is in the thousands.

They didn't know what happened to the building.

After recovering from the initial shock.

The whole building resounded with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The whole building shook more violently as it went upwards.

So people on the upper floors were even more frightened.

On the highest floor of the building, four gunmen were waiting outside the prime minister's suite.

In the suite, since the sun disappeared and the McKinsey Building was successfully captured.

The old-hearted Garraman has found a new chapter in his life.

At this moment, old Garaman is exploring the true meaning of life with Miss Rebecca.

When the first explosion went off.

The building shook violently like a ship being lifted up by a giant wolf.

Garaman didn't notice anything strange, but a bored Rebecca did.

"Mr. Garraman, stop quickly, the building seems to be collapsing!"

"Sweetheart, you are really good at complimenting people. Do you really want me to stop?"

Most men like this time when they are praised by beautiful women.

Rebecca rolled her eyes at Old Garaman, but the building seemed to have calmed down.

It is always a good thing to be pampered and praised by this old man who holds the lives of thousands of people in his hands.

There are hundreds of rooms on these three floors.

There are hundreds of young girls who are not much different from me, waiting to compete with me for favor.

We must do everything we can to catch this old man.

"Baby, praise me more, I like this"

Rebecca smiled charmingly at the old man. In troubled times, it was too difficult for a woman to survive.

This old guy can understand it however he likes.

At this time, the second explosion sounded.

The building shook even further, and the chandelier overhead also swung violently.

"Mr. Garaman, I'm not kidding, this building seems to be really going to collapse."

"Haha, lovely Rebecca, I like you to praise me like this, keep talking."

The old man completely lost his usual vigilance.

He always thought that the shaking of the walls around the building was caused by himself.

The reason to please this old man is to survive, not to be buried with him.

Rebecca is not only a social butterfly, but also a female college student.

He has a boyfriend who is an architect and often tells her about failed projects.

Everyone must take responsibility for their own life.

Rebecca used her hands and feet to push Old Garraman away.

If there really was a fight, old Garaman was really no match for young Rebecca.

With a "bang", old Garaman rolled off the bed.

"Rebecca, you!"

Old Garaman didn't know what was causing this woman's madness.

Feeling embarrassed and angry after being suddenly attacked? He was about to scold Rebecca loudly.

A cramping pain in his heart? The old man curled up in pain.

"Rebecca? My medicine, my medicine..."

God knows, the building can't help but shake a few times.

When I think about it, this building will collapse at any time.

Rebecca doesn't care whether the old man wants it or not.

At this time, she had no idea of ​​taking care of an old man.

Rebecca grabbed a blanket and ran out without even wearing any shoes.

She rushed to the door and pushed it open.

The gunmen who had been guarding outside were all squatting on the ground, holding their heads in their hands.

Rebecca ran towards the stairs with large strides.

Old Garraman was on the floor, struggling to crawl to a table at the other end of the room.

But the room is so big? The table is far away.

Halfway up the climb, a gorgeous copper chandelier fell down.

There was a "bang" sound, and the graceful spire of the chandelier hit old Garaman on the head.

From now on? Old Garraman wanted nothing more.

Xie Sheng controlled the goblin wizard to use the powerful impact and rush forward as quickly as possible.

This was the first time he discovered that goblins could reach such high speeds.

He dodged a few pieces of wall that were smashed down, and a few goblins and werewolves fell towards him.

Finally, I rushed to the bunker where Tom was without any danger.

When the explosion occurred, Tom and his men were lying behind the bunker.

A group of people were shaken in the building? Everyone was left disgraced.

In order to protect their eyes, they put their heads in their hands and closed their eyes.

No one bothered to intercept this little green thing flying past.

Xie Sheng knew that blowing up the space channel would definitely be a big deal.

But he doesn't intend to blow up the whole building.

He also carefully considered the strength of the building itself.

After all, he is someone who knows the history of later generations.

The McKinsey Building still exists decades later.

Several radars were installed on the top floor of the building, and a huge price was paid to protect the Demon Ruins.

During the World War, the building not only withstood dozens of aircraft bombings.

It even withstood several V1 and V2 missile attacks.

Xie Sheng felt that this building should be able to withstand a small magic fireball.

But after the explosion really started, Xie Sheng himself was a little scared.

Losing such a blood beast was one of the reasons.
To be continued...
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