Chapter 927: Invasion 42

Chapter 927 Invasion 42

In any case, people were beaten away.

Fu Anan looked at the pistol that had been deformed by her, snorted coldly, and threw it away as a waste.

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Among the people she brought out, Bi Jinye was the first to find her.

"Xiao Fu, Xiao Fu!"

Hiding on the opposite side of the third floor, seeing Fu Anan throw Zhao Sister Yu down with his own eyes, Bi Jinye's first reaction was to hurry down and hug his thigh.

The players who were hiding in various places before also gathered.

Fu An'an counted, and there were fifty or sixty people left, most of them were fine, and a few were slightly injured. Find a place to treat this small number of people first.

Taking advantage of this time, she sent someone to check the place where she was ambushed just now.

In less than twenty minutes, there was no one there. Only a few corpses, scrapped vehicles, and shell casings of smoke bombs, grenades, and bullets were left on the road.

Since they have all left, follow the agreed place.

Fu Anan led a group of people out of the building and walked along the road.

Many vehicles were parked on the side of the road. Unfortunately, after trying many of them, they either ran out of gas or broke down. Fu Anan led people along the way to find a usable vehicle.

Fu An'an simply stopped where he was.

"I heard from Sister Zhao that you have spatial abilities?"

Xi Yi looked her up and down, "It's the first time I've encountered spatial abilities."

He was talking, but Fu Anan didn't pay attention. Beside her ears, the mechanical voice of the ability housekeeper sounded.

【It is detected that the host is under attack at the moment, and the senior ability manager is at your service.

Target: A male human

Target Analysis: This is a man who can control gravity. Why does the host always like to challenge people who are stronger than him? 】

When Fu Anan saw the above content, the pressure suddenly increased a little. She pulled out a brand new mace and was ready to strike first.

The moment she threw it at Xi Yi, Xi Yi suddenly showed a smug smile. What followed was that the mace in his hand seemed to be worth a thousand gold.

Between breaking her wrist and throwing it away, Fu Anan decisively chose the latter. With a bang, the self-made mace, which originally only weighed about twenty kilograms, smashed the floor under his feet into cracks and deep pits of cobwebs.

Good night~