Chapter 924

After Duan Xintong was knocked down by the body, he shouted and shot indiscriminately. I quickly rolled over to the side and hid behind a corner cabinet. At the same time, he took out the duyang powder, smeared it on his forehead, and held a handful in his hand, ready to supplement at any time.

After firing a few shots, the grandson saw no more movement and gradually recovered his composure. He got up, kicked the body away, pointed a gun at the door and shouted, "ice language, what's going on, why did you kill your own people?"

It turns out that the ghost woman's name is Bingyu. Her name sounds very nice, but it's too scary. She should be called Bingyu prison.

After he finished this sentence, there was no sound outside the door for a long time, and he shouted angrily: "ice language, don't play your temper and annoy Lao Chen. You know what the consequences are!"

Before the words fell, a cold wind came in, and I saw a dark shadow passing by. I knew it was the onion God with the thorn treasure.

Then there was a scream from Duan Xintong. Although he was still standing on the ground, his right arm holding the pistol had disappeared. Blood gushed madly from the wound and fell to the ground.

"Ice language, you dead woman want to kill..." Duan Xintong said. Suddenly, he saw that what floated in front of him was not a female ghost, but a bulging green onion. He was stunned immediately.

I immediately pasted a little duyang powder on my head and quickly ran out of the door. Then I heard a heartrending cry behind me. Duan Xintong must have hung up, and it must have been very tragic!

There were three dead bodies outside the door, all of which were torn into pieces. Only the one who flew into the house fell a whole body. I quickly rushed to the entrance of the stairs and replenished the duyang powder on my forehead from time to time. Unexpectedly, just down to the second floor, he suddenly met the ice language covered with blood. I was almost scared to death. It happened that I had just put Du Yang powder on my forehead. The ghost women couldn't see me for a moment and flew away from me.

Covering my heart that almost jumped out of my throat, I rushed into the corridor regardless of everything. When I was about to return to the room just now to find the masonry cone, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs. I looked back and saw Duan Xintong running down with his broken arm in his hand. I couldn't believe that this grandson was still alive!

When he saw me, he turned around and ran to the left. I quickly caught up with him and kicked him to the ground.

"Don't kill me. I'll lead the way to your friend!" The grandson cried with only one hand over his head.

I was stunned. Are they trapped in this building, girl? So he kicked him and shouted, "where are they?"

"In the opposite company... We have to run quickly, or we can't escape." This is an urgent way.

"The way out is blocked by fire. How can I get to the opposite company?" I said in my heart that the opposite company was also Lao Chen's industry. If I had known this, why did I come here to waste time and almost lost my life.

"Go to the basement. I've lost too much blood. Let's go quickly..." Duan Xintong struggled to get up from the ground. Whether I agree or not, he went straight to the locked room on the right.

I ran after him. He had taken out the key and opened the door. There was a warehouse with all kinds of items stacked in disorder. He went straight to the window and pushed open a carton here to reveal an iron plate. The iron plate was locked. He opened the lock with the key. At the moment, he had lost too much blood and couldn't breathe against the wall. It seemed that he couldn't open the iron plate.

He can't die yet, so I took out hemostatic to help him wrap up the wound, and then pulled up this iron plate. There was a far-reaching shaft hole below. There was a ladder on the wall. I asked him to go down first, followed by himself, and closed the iron plate.

Just after climbing down more than one meter, I heard a loud noise on the ground. Eighty percent of Jibao and Bingyu were playing with Mars and hitting the earth. But I'm a little puzzled. Bingyu is clearly not an opponent. Why don't you slip away? Just now, you had to catch up with the third floor and hit the muzzle of the gun?

"Can you control ice language?" I asked Duan Xintong curiously.

The grandson looked up at me. That means I shouldn't know. Don't ask more. I didn't kick down a kick, and hit his head. This grandson suddenly realized that I has the final say.

"I can't control the devil, only Lao Chen, who has been commanding by remote control."

I understand that Lao Chen and Bingyu have made a spiritual path. While cultivating it, they print their own instructions in the depths of their soul and will obey their orders at any time. Although Bing Yu was terribly afraid of Jibao, he had to harden his head to meet the enemy under Lao Chen's order.

"Where is Lao Chen?" I asked him again.

"I don't know. I've never seen him before. Not only me, but all the subordinates of the company have never seen him. " Duan Xintong seemed afraid to say that he had not seen Lao Chen, which was not enough to win the trust. He also explained that no one had seen him.

I believe he didn't lie, but what makes me wonder is, what method did Lao Chen use to control so many people to be loyal to him? You know, this is not the age of ignorance before. It is easy to be brainwashed. It can make so many people willing to be driven when they have never seen him. It is not an ordinary cow.

I suddenly admire the old bastard. At the same time, I think such an opponent deserves my brother's respect, even though he is an asshole inferior to animals.

The shaft hole is very deep. It is calculated that the length should be deep below the first floor, at least the negative second floor, which is the end. Then turning left is a secluded long tunnel with wide space and explosion-proof lights installed on the top, which looks like an underground air raid shelter.

When he got down the ladder, Duan Xintong was pale, his lips lost their blood color, and sat on the ground panting. I took out a recovery water prepared in the toilet of the subway station and let him drink it, lest the grandson hang up if he couldn't hold on to the ground.

After drinking, he asked uneasily, "what can I drink?"

"Health care products can enhance your physical strength." I said, take the headlights in case of a sudden power failure.

The grandson didn't believe it at first, but after taking a few breaths, he slowly stood up and said in surprise, "I feel much better than before. Do you have any health products? Give me some more."

I stared at him and didn't speak. How clever the grandson was. He immediately gave up the idea, shook his head and said, "come with me." Go deep into the tunnel.

We just walked out a few steps, only to hear a loud noise behind us, and then an iron plate fell to the ground. We were both surprised. It must be Ji Baolai!

Then a cold and incomparable breath filled behind them, not to mention thinking about it. They both ran forward like a 100 meter sprint. I can't help but push back and shoot the rune water. Although it doesn't have much effect on ice language, it can still delay the thorn treasure.

Everything in the world falls into one thing. It's so magical. Sometimes it's circular restraint. Like tiger Bonzi chicken, you can deal with things, but you can restrain evil things you can't deal with.

We ran forward for tens of meters and looked back. Sure enough, onion God chased into the tunnel with Jibao. Under the block of Fushui, the speed decreased significantly, and then there was a dark shadow, missing half of his face and one leg. He shook his long hair stained with blood, which seemed to be ice language!