Chapter 1574

Wells, who returned from Africa, died! Two people were killed in a row, and General Howell couldn't accept it.

"Have you been targeted by the evil cultivator?"

"Yes General!"

A moment later, General Howell, brought the man with the man, to the room specially for Wells. Wells, a strong black man. But at this moment, he seemed to be lost and lay on a special chair without saying a word until he saw General Howell, the military, coming in.

"He is too strong, and mortals without weapons cannot be their opponent." Seeing that General Howell came in, Wells said only this.

Seeing Wells in such a messy and down-and-out look, Old Howell wanted to get angry but held back. Don’t provoke evil cultivators before the action, provoke monks! Everything should be low-key! This was specially instructed by the military leaders before the North American strong men left. But these arrogant guys didn’t listen at all.

In fact, Lao Howell was wrong. These small number of top mercenaries and killers from the mortal world were unfair. Provocation was one aspect, and the most important thing was that the evil cultivators themselves were aiming at mortals. They also wanted to survive and win.

So on almost every fairy martial arts transport plane, as long as a mortal jumps down, the one he follows must be an evil cultivator! In terms of ruthlessness, evil cultivator is not bad at all compared to top killers and mercenaries of mortals! These evil cultivators clearly follow the mortals to jump off the aircraft with purpose, and then wait for an opportunity to kill people as soon as they land.

At the same time, there were evil cultivators following in the sky, and the monsters that were unsealed on the ground were also eyeing each other. In this double-sided danger, mortals, including Dongzhou monks and disciples, were ambushed and sniped in large numbers.

In the following time, Old Howell's heart was simply roller coaster. In about fifteen minutes, 35 people were killed in North America! Yes, only fifteen minutes after a month of plane escape, 35 North American mortals died for various reasons, and the total number of participants in North America this time was only 247.

North American mercenary Wells and thirty-five people were killed within fifteen minutes. Similarly, other countries, even Huaxia, were ambushed and killed many people in these 15 minutes. However, the proportion of Huaxia should be the smallest, which should be the reason why the Chinese mortals are relatively familiar with the Three Realms.

In addition, the proportion of small and weak countries is relatively small. Among them, the most killed are traditional powerful countries such as North America and Britain, France and Russia. It is obvious that the masters of weaker countries are relatively low-key, not as arrogant as those of the top mercenary killers in North America. This low-key mentality obviously protected them at the beginning.

In any case, the live broadcast of 17,000 mortals suddenly became more than one-tenth of the blackout in just over ten minutes, which made the people of all countries watching the live broadcast frightened. At the same time, each country is also counting the survivors of their own country in real time. Countless people pray in their hearts for God and God to bless.

At the same time, these mortal strong men who participated in the plane to escape were almost the same. Because the number of people participating in the battle this time also appeared in their minds in real time. When they saw that in this moment, they had dropped from more than 17,000 to 15,000, and more than 2,000 died, these mercenaries, killers and soldiers from the world were also nervous. After surviving, lurking first, and then looking for others!

Northwest of Heishui Island, somewhere.

"Run, keep running!" A purple-haired evil cultivator shouted, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"#￥%..." The man in front of him had a pale face, more anxious, and was extremely embarrassed when he ran and ran away. What this mortal said was not Chinese, but fresh language. At the same time, this mortal who obviously did not know that at this moment, countless people were watching all this, and even more anxious.

"Lee Sung-jae, run forward, run quickly!"

"Stand to hold on to Lee Sung-jae, hold on to hold on!" At this moment, countless people in the North Sean Kingdom clenched their fists and prayed in their hearts. Similarly, the people of the North Sean Kingdom military were also nervous, looking at one of the strongest special forces in the South Sean Kingdom.

At this moment, Lee Sung-jae's chest was undulating, running wildly, feeling that his mind was empty. "Escape, I want to escape! I must not die here!" Apart from his two legs running wildly, Lee Sung-jae's mind was left with the end of not being able to go back. At this moment, he thought of the time when he entered Nanxian with six other soldiers from the North Korean Kingdom and rushed out of the siege together against nearly 10,000 Nanxian soldiers.

Am I going to die? I can rush out in that kind of Jedi, but today? Where are you?

The more you run, the more desperate Lee Sung-jae is. And you are the six North Korean special forces who lurked with him in the South Korean Kingdom.

At the same time, the distance of hundreds of meters turned into dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and then more than ten meters. At this moment, Lee Sung-jae was completely desperate! At the same time, he had already felt a powerful murderous aura coming from behind, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

But at this moment, Lee Sung-jae screamed and then stopped. At the same time, countless audiences from the North Korean countries who were watching the live broadcast also exclaimed and almost cried with joy!

I saw that in the grass on the road where Li Chengzai was passing by, the moment the evil cult was about to take action, a piece of grass was lifted away, and six people rushed out of the car from the ground! Some were holding stones, some held the tree trunk rods he picked up, and some directly rushed the evil cult with bare hands and directly hit the evil cult without saying a word!

Turning back suddenly, when he saw these six people, Lee Sung-jae cried with joy!

"What are you still watching? Kill him Simida!!" One of them roared in Xianyu almost, and at the same time, the stone in his hand was smashed at the evil cultivator for no money. Some of the other people held the evil cultivator's feet hard, and some were holding arms. The six people together barely pressed the evil cult under their body, and then attacked with the most primitive weapon!

"Bastard, you ants!"

At this moment, Lee Sung-jae seemed to be crazy, picked up a stone and joined in.

It was like seven madmen. After about ten seconds, the seven people were covered in blood, like seven wild beasts, holding stones and sticks, gasping for breath. As for the evil cultivator, he had already been smashed by the stones to no one person.

At the same time, countless people cheered and even cried excitedly. First kill! They did not expect that the first killing of the entire plane of the wilderness operation was actually from their own country. And not only were the people from Beixian, but also from some people from Nanxian. "It was them, they were seven of them!" When they saw this scene, an officer said in disbelief of the 1st Ministry of Defense of the South China State, an officer said.

But before everyone's shock had dissipated, suddenly, gunshots rang out! Yes, gunshots rang out, from the woods opposite! Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the engine and the screams like beasts.

The next moment, the seven people dodged and their faces changed. They looked at each other and immediately ran away in the opposite direction.

At the same time, in the woods, Li Kaiwen from Xiangjiang was still scared. He looked at the black leopard who almost killed him, but was hit but didn't die. It was a car machine gun, and he was shot for more than a dozen times but was not dead. At the same time, Li Kaiwen looked at the direction of the visitor with gratitude.

It was a military off-road vehicle, a convertible off-road vehicle with heavy machine guns! In the driving seats on the car and in the machine gun seats on the back seat, there was a mortal with an oriental face.

"Huangjiang people?" The convertible off-road vehicle rushed over, and then drifted in front of Li Kaiwen, who was seriously injured, lying on the ground.

"Yes, thank you, are you?" Li Kaiwen asked in Cantonese, covering his bleeding chest.

"Wan Island." The man who drove back in Mandarin.

"Continent." The cold oriental man driving a machine gun replied, "Stop talking nonsense, get in the car quickly. It is not safe here. We must find a stronger weapon as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!