The fashionable dress that Huantong was wearing had been torn, revealing the close-fitting special combat uniform underneath.

If it weren't for this combat uniform, she might have died just now.

My whole heart is pounding now.

She turned around, eyes filled with circles, and stared at the cultist in front of her.

The ferocious cultist suddenly froze.

Taking advantage of this gap, Huantong raised his pistol and pulled the trigger.

Bang--

The head of the cultist in front of him shattered like a watermelon.

But the situation did not improve. They seemed to have stung a hornet's nest, with more and more cultists pouring into the safe house.

She looked at the people from the Super War Department and couldn't help shouting, "When will your reinforcements arrive!"

Iron Fist was covered in blood and bitter, "Based on my experience, it will take at least an hour or two, and the reinforcements coming will not be too strong."

They have never paid attention to the wild awakening organization.

It is estimated that there are not many awakened people among the reinforcements coming, and they probably just bring more heavy weapons.

However,

Looking at these cultists who were dressed in different clothes... some were still wearing pajamas, but at this time, they all showed similar awakening characteristics, the same ferociousness, the same madness... Iron Fist couldn't help but feel chills.

This is definitely not some wild organization!

What kind of monsters are these!

Could it be that it is really a cult?

They seriously underestimated it!

But the Iron Fist became increasingly difficult to withstand, and it was the strong man from the East who withstood most of the pressure.

He is very strong.

This strength is also among the few strong ones in the Super War Department.

It’s just that there are too many enemies! And among those cultists, there are also some who are very fast and may be masters of the second level of awakening!

The gray figure flickered, and the young man who controlled 'Leisi' was in danger.

The combat uniform on his body was torn, and blood oozed from many places.

Be cool!

Luo Rui smiled, "Don't panic."

Iron Fist wiped the blood from his mouth, his eyes brightened with hope, "How can you not panic in this situation...Do you have any other means to break out?"

"No."

Luo Ruidong's ability to shoot silk threads, continuous turning, and the use of skills have depleted his life energy and made his face look pale to the naked eye.

But the smile remains.

"Because the big boss of our organization is here."

organize?

Boss?

This person is called the Big Boss by Eastern masters?

Iron Fist couldn't help but be stunned. During this moment, he was almost taken away by the cultist in front of him.

The sharp nails stopped just an inch in front of his neck.

The person stopped.

He stumbled and sat down, gasping for air.

I heard a soft sound of "ding bell" and "ding bell".

Outside the safe house, which was full of messes and the walls were in pieces, a tall figure slowly walked over.

Hold a small bell and shake it gently.
Chapter completed!