Chapter 917

Hearing Su Hao say such words, Bai Ziyou didn't show too much surprise, as if Bai Ziyou already knew Su Hao very well. He wasn't too surprised that Su Hao said such words.

After a pause, Bai Zizi patted Su Hao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Su Hao, the conversation between you and me may be over. I want to lead the people of the jiufan team to the scheduled position immediately, if I can come back alive."

Speaking of this, Bai Zizi stuffed the wine gourd into Su Hao's hand and said with a light smile, "if I can come back alive, take this half gourd wine and let's talk."

After that, Bai Zizi shook his cloak and feather, took a tiger step, left a figure like a sad song at the end, and left the training room.

When he came to the door of the training room, Bai Zizi couldn't help stopping, but he didn't look back. He just said something lightly.

"Su Hao, listen to my advice and try not to go to the front. For the old man, your meaning is not just an opportunity to turn over. More importantly, in his heart, you will always be a child."

Within a radius of 20 miles around Kyoto University in the capital city, in this unusually quiet night, the undercurrent is surging.

All the elite forces of the CIA have surrounded Kyoto University within 20 kilometers.

Among the members of the CIA, there are many mercenaries in the headquarters and bases and special forces in the human world.

At this time, the old man was sitting in a command car, his hale and hearty eyes staring at the screen full of various battle diagrams.

Calmly, the old man said to the micro microphone in his ear, "captain of the 11th team, you immediately lead all the team members to the battle area B. This is the nest of the blood clan. Rush in and give them a central flower first to disrupt their deployment."

There was no response from the micro microphone, only the rustling noise of steps.

About five or six minutes later, Jianchi, the captain of the 11th team, has arrived at the scheduled position.

In front of us is an ancient castle with Gothic style, which looks gloomy. There was darkness inside and outside.

The dark wind blows in gusts, and from time to time, it disturbs the crazy hairstyle of Jianchi.

Seeing the silence inside and outside the castle, ban mu, the vice captain of the 11th team, said vigilantly, "Captain, why can't you see a ghost here? Shouldn't it be that the blood clan got the wind first and ran away."

As soon as the voice fell, a big light haired man standing behind Banmu said: "how can the plan of the headquarters base be leaked out? In my opinion, it must be that group of blood clan people who are afraid to leave the station. After all, our 11th team, in the whole CIA, in addition to surpassing us, our 11th team is the strongest."

Jian Chi didn't speak. In fact, Jian Chi is usually silent. He is famous in the whole eleven fan team.

In ban Mu's eyes, Jian Chi seemed to have inexplicable excitement on his face only in the desperate battle.

Suddenly, Jian Chi glanced at the shadow of the forest on the left side of the ancient castle, and then said in a deep voice: "you're really good to hide, but since you're here to fight, no matter how you hide it, it won't help."

As soon as the voice fell, from the dark part of the woods where he couldn't see his fingers, he slowly came out of a horse faced man with a white evening dress, slender figure and a knot at the collar. He looked polite.

But as the horse faced man appeared in the public's sight, hundreds of human figures flashed back and forth in the originally empty villa, just like bats in the dark, blinking their scarlet blood eyes and making a Yin Jie strange cry.

"I'd like to introduce myself. I'm the fifth officer of the blood Pope's former bodyguard, Delancey."

As soon as the voice fell, Banmu cut at the ghost's head with a fierce face towards Delancey.

"Damn it, I dare to play tricks in front of our 11th team. I'll kill you first and smash the group behind you."

Ban Mu shouted wildly, and cut it hard with a ghost's big knife.

But before Banmu got close to the fifth class attendant of the blood Pope, a burly figure stopped in front of Banmu.

Then a clear and crisp noise was heard.

The scene that emerged in front of spot eye really surprised spot eye, and his mind was buzzing.

It was none other than the captain's sword maniac who stood in front of Banmu.

The most frightening thing for Banmu is that if the captain didn't stand in front of him, the blood clan man named de Langxi had already cut Banmu with the crescent moon like knife in his hand.

At this time, the shining silver and extremely sharp curved moon broadsword fell on the chest of Jianchi, the captain of the 11th team.

However, it was quite surprising that Jianchi, the captain of the 11th team, had no scars on his chest.

It's like the body of sword maniac is made of steel.

The sword maniac slightly lifted up the corners of his mouth and showed a crazy smile. He said in a cold voice: "ban mu, lead Gao Quan but take care of others. I'll give this person to me."

Spot eye was slightly stunned and immediately nodded. The back spine couldn't help sweating.

The blood clan man named Delancey just now moved so fast that he didn't even see any action in his hand.

If it wasn't for the captain's sword madness, I'm afraid that the spot eye was seriously injured, or the head fell to the ground.

In the face of such a powerful opponent as Delancey, Banmu knows he is invincible.

Moreover, Banmu doesn't want to get involved in the war between captain Jianchi and blood clan de Lancey. Because, in the process of fighting, Jian Chi is famous for his six relatives.

Once entering the frenzied hand to hand combat, the sword maniac is like possessed. He only cares about the cleavage, regardless of any harm to the people around him.

Even if Bamu comes forward to help with kindness, I'm afraid he will be cut into sushi by Jianchi.

Thinking of these, Banmu turned back to greet Gao Quan with a bald head, led the rest of the team and began to hand over the blood people in the villa courtyard.

There was a fierce scream in his ear, but Jianchi was unmoved. Even the blood of his team members splashed on his face. His fierce and slightly excited eyes did not leave the blood clan de Langxi in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't hurt the sword with a knife, he didn't even have a shallow wound, and Delancey's blood red eyes couldn't help shrinking.

Immediately, de Langxi jumped back quickly and retreated more than ten meters away. The crescent moon knife in his hand was dripping with cold light, and the tip of the knife was still aimed at the sword fool without moving at all!