"Last night, two groups of underworld were suspected to be fighting in an abandoned hotel on Wuchuan Road. Some people reported that they had heard gunshots and explosions. The specific number of casualties is unknown. The police are currently investigating. At the same time, we will follow up on this case and report it to everyone!"

Zhang Qi handed the phone to Yun Xing and said worriedly: "I don't know if Wu Dao has handled it completely. It will be very troublesome to find out that we are on our heads."

Yun Xing took the phone and said, "We should have confidence in him. If it really doesn't work, I will interfere. No matter what, the police will not find us."

Zhang Qi nodded: "Well, I have confidence in you. You should pay attention to it at any time and deal with it whenever there is any trouble."

"I know, just put your heart in your stomach!" Yun Xing handed the phone to Zhang Qi.

"What are you doing next?" Zhang Qi took the phone and looked at her.

Yun Xing looked out the window: "Take Dong Yuhe's money and then break the contact line. It is unrealistic to rely on them to take on business and it is easy to expose himself."

Zhang Qi nodded: "Well, it's true that we should have stopped. We shouldn't have counted on them at the beginning."

Yun Xing lay on the bed: "Sleep for a while, wake up and go to the convenience store."

Zhang Qi was lying on the bed yawning. This task made her physically and mentally exhausted. The experience in the ancient tomb completely overturned her cognition. The three days there were even more tiring than her performing a high-risk task once. Now, when she closed her eyes, she was filled with pictures there.

In another room, Wu Dao was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, covering his quilt with his chest and putting his hands on his abdomen. He was sleeping but he seemed to be dead.

His brows gradually frowned, and his face also showed a look of pain, as if his body was extremely uncomfortable and seemed to have encountered something painful.

"Coax", the bomb exploded beside him, and his comrades flew up with the dust at the same time. When he shook off the soil on his head to look for his comrades, there was only a smoke pit on the ground.

"Ah-, I'm going to kill you all!" He roared and set up a sniper rifle to aim at the rushing enemy.

"Bow", the bullet escapes from the muzzle and pierces the air and flies towards the enemy.

"Puff", the head exploded like a watermelon, and the enemy fell straight to the ground.

He turned the gun and aimed at another enemy. He pulled the trigger just as soon as a figure appeared in the scope.

"Puff", bright red flowers bloomed behind the enemy, and they took two steps back and fell down again.

One enemy after another fell under his gun, and the enemy rushing forward hid behind the cover and stopped attacking. He looked up at the battlefield filled with smoke, grief and hatred entangled in his eyes.

At eleven o'clock, a figure flashed by, and he immediately moved the gun to aim. The enemy's calves were exposed outside the cover, and he aimed and fired again.

"Bow", blood spurted out from the calf, and the enemy hummed and stood up.

"Bow", the gun body sounded, half of the enemy's head exploded, and bright red liquid spilled all over the floor.

"Pu" the enemy fell to the ground, staring at him and losing his breath.

The fierce battlefield is so quiet that it makes people feel panicked, and the gray smoke sways in the wind, like a demon after harvesting life.

The two groups of people had never met before, nor had they ever met any intersection, let alone any hatred. They appeared here for their own beliefs, and the hatred became deeper and deeper amid the sound of gunfire.

None of the people here are flesh and blood, they are also other people's sons, husbands and fathers, but the ruthless war has made them abandon everything, even their own lives.

"One group covers on the spot, two group attacks, three group and four group encircle the sides!" The new order was issued, and the nerves that had not yet been relaxed were tense again, and fierce gunfire sounds sounded again in the short and calm battlefield.

Wu Dao lay in the pothole, holding the gun vigilantly. Once a figure appears in the scope, he will pull the trigger. Today, one side must give in, otherwise it will be a life-and-death situation.

"Dadadada..."

“Baoba…”

"Coax", dust is flying, and bullets are flying.

Wu Dao took a deep breath, his eyes searching for his prey like an eagle. The black shadow flashed by and pulled the trigger.

Everything in front of him disappeared in an instant, and he stood blankly in a space with light. There were no enemies or gunshots here, and the quiet needles could be heard.

He looked around blankly and was in a white ball of light. He wanted to leave here, but his feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds. He wanted to shout but couldn't open his mouth, so he could only stare in horror.

In the room, white light gradually lit up on his forehead, and the white light was like bamboo shoots bursting out of the ground after the rain. As time went by, the white light expanded, tightly pressing against his body to wrap him up, looking like a huge cocoon.

He clenched his fists with ferocious eyes inside the light ball, but he couldn't even lift his arms. All he could do was watch the light ball shrink.

He couldn't sit and wait for death, and there were still many things that had not been done, so he struggled hard, the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, and the muscles on his body bulged. However, the light shield was like a tightening spell, the more he struggled, the tighter the imprisonment force on his body.

His eyes were red, blood was flowing out of his nostrils and ears, and even blood was seeping out of his skin.

"Hu", he let out a breath and relaxed. The imprisonment force on his body disappeared immediately. The pain spread throughout his body, making him whisper in pain, and his brows frowned again.

He admitted it, and had to, because he knew that the more he resisted, the faster he died, and it was better to die happily than wasting his energy.

The light cover shrinks and smaller, and a warm feeling appears on the whole body. Not only that, the pain is gradually disappearing.

His brows gradually stretched, and he looked at the halo in surprise. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the halo, and then looked at his hand overjoyed.

He could move, but he could move! He tried to step forward, his legs were easily lifted, and his body floated up like feathers.

"Pop", the head hit the light shield, the halo was shrank and tightened against his body, and penetrated into his body along the pores of sweat.

At this moment, he seemed to return to his mother's womb, closed his eyes comfortably and curled up, curled up into a cocoon of light, and the white light melted into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The nostrils, ear holes and blood on his body disappeared, and he returned to his previous position, but his expression was no longer painful, and his brows did not frown, but his face was filled with a comfortable smile.

In another bedroom, Yun Xing's brows sometimes stretched and frowned, while Zhang Qi looked in pain. There were spots of different colors on the foreheads of the two people. The one on Yun Xing's forehead was blue and Zhang Qi was red. The two people also had the same situation as Wu Dao at this time.

Zhang Qi's facial features were squeezed together, and a layer of light red blood oozed out of her skin. It was obvious that her symptoms were even worse than Wu Dao. However, no one could save her at this time, so she could only save herself.
Chapter completed!