"I'm as scared as you!" The flying hero shouted: "I'm as panicked as you, as panicked, and don't know what to do at this moment, and what to do to make all this end. But..."

He choked up and said, "I'm trying, I'm searching for it with my life. Even if it's only one in a thousand chance or one in a thousand chance, I'll try to find it and save the city."

The flying hero looked at the people around him: "Some of you have supported me, some have hated me, but at this moment, you can target me, hate me, and shoot me to death. But please don't hurt the people around you. My two friends..."

He pointed at Yao Xiaojing and Li Meiqi: "They are not my girlfriends, and they don't know my true identity. They are all victims like you. If I die, I hope you will be kind to everyone around you and not harm each other. Even if I die, I hope that you can find the answer, defeat the redeemer, save yourself, save your relatives, friends, lovers, classmates, and everyone around you!"

"Brother Zhao Yu!" Yao Xiaojing cried and almost collapsed.

Li Meiqi turned her head in surprise and looked at Yao Xiaojing almost unable to believe it. What did Yao Xiaojing call him? Brother Zhao Yu? Is the flying hero Zhao Yu? Or... She remembered Zhao Yu at this time? Yes! Where is Zhao Yu? With his personality, it is impossible to do nothing under such circumstances. What about Zhao Yu?

"Don't play emotional cards!" A man stood up and shouted angrily: "He is cheating on us! Kill him and everything will be over!"

"That's right! Kill him!"

"Burn his two vixen to death first, and then beat him to death!"

A man lit the lighter and threw it into the gasoline. Zhao Yu stretched out his hand and a Mo Yu sword flew out directly, pierced the lighter, and flew into the crowd.

Zhao Yu pressed the remote control on his hand, and the angry chariot suddenly started, roaring and spreading the roof. The guy standing on the roof was suddenly lifted down, and two more Mo Yu swords broke the ropes on the two beauties.

Zhao Yu shouted: "Get in the car!"

Yao Xiaojing was quicker than Li Meiqi this time, and immediately pulled her into the cabin, and the car started directly and rushed towards Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu picked up the bomb and moved quickly with the remaining six-stringed lyrics, but because he lacked the continuous power support of the other, he had to close the string halfway. At this time, he was shot.

Zhao Yu suddenly fell to the ground, and many people surrounded him, punched and kicked him, and all kinds of sticks surrounded him.

Zhao Yu suddenly broke free, pulled left and right, and fell down in groups of three or five. A man slammed Zhao Yu heavily on the head with steel pliers. Zhao Yu pulled him over, took away the weapon, pressed it against the wall, and punched him to the tip of his nose, he stopped.

That guy seemed to be frightened.

The flying hero is like a tiger. When he stands with hundreds of people, and when the flying hero stands alone, he has endless courage and confidence. He firmly believes that he will win on his side, and the flying hero will be torn to pieces by his own people.

But when he became the target of the flying hero, when he was pressed against the wall by the flying hero and could not move, and could only watch his eyes. He realized that the flying hero was so terrible, just like looking at an angry tiger at a close distance.

He was afraid of fighting on his chin, and he was afraid of peeing his pants. He knew that if he angered him just now, he would kill him.

However, Zhao Yu stopped, pulled his collar, threw him out, and then stumbled towards the angry chariot.

The man fell to the ground because there were too many people around him and he didn't get up for a long time and was almost trampled to death. He finally struggled to get up, and then stood behind angrily and yelled: "Look! He is a coward! Come on, beat him to death! End all this!"

"Ao——!"

Under his inspiration, more people rushed towards the flying hero. But he never took a step forward.

The angry chariot was in circles, and no one could get close to him. The crowd scattered. The flying man hung the bomb at the rear of the car, and he quickly climbed onto the car and started to start.

Yao Xiaojing hugged Feixia's neck from the back row: "Brother Zhao Yu, I'm so scared. I thought I would never see you again."

Li Meiqi looked at Feixia: "Flying Hero? Are you Zhao Yu?"

"No. Your friend is insane." Fei He said coldly.

Li Meiqi looked at Yao Xiaojing, and Yao Xiaojing only knew how to cry. The experience of almost being burned to death just now completely scared her and collapsed.

The car spewed out flames directly from the ground, and it rose from the ground and turned into a helicopter. Zhao Yu quickly controlled the cumbersome operations and dialed the phone number of He Cailin.

"Colorful scales! Colorful scales!"

"exist!"

"My tank is not fuel enough, I need the nearest equipment library!"

"The coordinates have been issued!" Cailin said: "There is still a problem."

"explain."

"Wang Wei is missing."

"What? So fast?"

"Well, it should be that the Redeemer captured him, and Wang Wei will not betrayal."

"I know, send me the coordinates of his missing contact."

Li Meiqi stared at Feixia: "Zhao Yu?"

"Yu, the silly feather? Sit quietly for me!" Feixia roared.

Zhao Yu dialed a phone number, which was Ma Changchun. As soon as the phone was called, Zhao Yu cursed angrily: "Ma Changchun, what the hell are you doing? What are you policemen doing? Everyone in the city is blocking me, so you can't send someone to maintain order? Here is a mess, I can't even see a policeman! I can't see any of them!"

Ma Changchun's voice was very calm: "Flying hero, I'm sorry, I couldn't help you. I can no longer contact any police officers, and my son was just beaten to death by a thug."

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment. His mouth moved for a long time and he didn't say a word.

Ma Changchun smiled bitterly: "I know your mood, I'm fine. But I'm sorry, this time, I'm afraid you will fight alone again. The politicians were bombed to death during the retreat. Now the city is in a state of commandlessness. The army is still working. They have recovered three missile launchers, but one is missing... I know these now."

He said sadly: "Anyway, I hope you can win."

"I will win." Zhao Yu whispered, his mouth trembled slightly, and tears slowly flowed out. After thinking for a long time, he only said softly: "Take care."

"The same to you."

"You are not Zhao Yu? You can't be Zhao Yu? Zhao Yu can't be Feixia, Xiao Jing, what were you just saying, you can say it again?"

"Shut up, March 8!" Fei He said angrily: "Care something useful!"
Chapter completed!