Nalanga's figure was overwhelmed by light.

The light bullet that was enough to destroy gold and jade bombarded his back without reservation, and the terrifying energy bloomed silently in the gorgeous light.

The flesh and blood gushed.

But what Nalanga said was not a shrill cry of pain, but a trembling voice: "Go!"

Fuge's heart twitched violently.

He subconsciously wanted to support Nalanga who was about to fall down in pain, but he stopped his movements in Nalanga's firm and urgent eyes.

"I'll go!"

Fuge clenched his fists tightly, and his nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

He knew this was his last chance, the only chance that Nalanga created for him with his body.

In an indescribable mood, Fuge took back his hands that supported Nalanga, turned his head and took a step further away.

This short distance of 20 meters was finally completed.

During the entire escape process, no luminous bullet fell to the ground, and no new damaged surface appeared around Fuge.

He succeeded, and he got rid of the pursuit of the Sun Tower.

Just as Fuge escaped from the 20-meter range of killing, the light condensed on the sun disk instantly became dim.

Then, the light no longer exists, the tower collapses, and everything disappears.

And beside Fuge, no new sun disk appeared.

"Naranga, we succeeded!"

Fuge turned around and said tremblingly in a difficult tone.

At this moment, Nalanga was lying on the ground less than 2 meters behind him, lying on the verge of death.

But Fuge did not dare to approach and did not dare to help and help, because he did not know the specific operating mechanism of the Sun Tower. He was afraid that he would rekindle the disappearing tower after walking back into the 20-meter range.

He could only stand there and watch, watching his companions tremble and murmur in pain.

"It's nothing."

"As such injuries, no one can die."

"As long as you quickly get rid of the enemy hidden in the dark, you and I will all go back alive."

Nalanga's pale bloodless face was still not afraid.

He collapsed to the ground, looking at Fuge deeply with his unfading firm eyes:

"Fuge."

"The next battle will be left to you."

""

Fuge was silent, biting his lips, and clenched his fists.

He never thought that the wandering child he picked up from the street a year ago would block him in such a manner one day.

This feeling was never experienced even in the mansion where he gave birth to him, just like a real family.

Inexplicably, the fear that had always been entrenched in his heart disappeared.

This guy who is not greedy for power, does not love wealth, does not have ideals, and does not like to fight seems to have found the meaning of his life-long persistence.

"Um."

Fuge nodded solemnly.

Zi Yan slowly stood beside his master, and his muscles gradually tightened in silence:

"Leave it to me, Nalanga."

Not far away, a street-facing supermarket.

In front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, a tall man in a bright golden suit stopped quietly in front of the shelves by the window.

His sharp and cold eyes passed through the glass, passing through the night, and quietly locked onto the two of Fuge and Nalanga on the street.

Looking at Nalanga who was seriously injured and fell to the ground by the bombardment of light bullets, and Fuge who successfully "escaped from the sky" under the cover of Nalanga, a slightly mocking sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Sacrifice yourself and let your companions get rid of the endless attacks of the Sun Disc."

"What a deep friendship!"

"It's a pity that's what I want, isn't it?"

Chino Azer, the owner of the Sun Disc, said to himself in such a tone.

Indeed, Fuge's temporary escape did not bring him any losses.

On the contrary, he successfully caused Nalanga to be seriously injured and exhausted, as if half of the mission goal was completed.

And next, what if Fuge is temporarily freed from the pursuit?

The power of the sun disk is still locking him invisibly.

As long as Fuge passes through somewhere "ruins" there, the sun disk will appear next to him again, causing everything that just happened to be staged again.

You should know that in this ancient city of Rome, where modern construction has been around for a long time and urban facilities are getting older, there are damaged roads and there are not too many broken buildings.

Chino didn't even have to take the initiative. As long as she waited to let Fuge walk twice in this old city, the sun disk would definitely appear again.

"Hmph, it's such an easy battle."

He hid behind the floor-to-ceiling window of the supermarket, mixed with ordinary customers, smiling faintly.

The Sun Disk is a remote automatic substitute. As long as the target is locked through the visual of the body at the beginning, it will then take action and start chasing.

This means that Chino himself does not have to show up to command, nor does it have to appear in front of the enemy at all.

As long as he hides quietly in the dark like now, he can watch the enemy die in pain in endless pursuit.

For Chino, this kind of battle is absolutely safe.

"I just need to take a look from afar. These two idiots didn't notice my existence from the beginning."

"And then I got into the crowd and hid in the supermarket, so it was even more impossible for them to pull me out of so many ordinary people."

Chino muttered to himself with such confidence.

He looked at Fuge, who was "at a loss" in front of his seriously injured companion on the street from afar, and felt extremely happy.

Of course, Chino also looks forward to Fuge's embarrassing performance afterwards.

It was like a naughty village boy who inserted a delayed firecracker into cow dung, hiding far away and hiding well, looking forward to how unlucky the passersby passing here would be.

And just now

"gentlemen."

The supermarket salesperson's polite greetings sounded softly in Chino's ears:

"You have been looking at this bag of underwear for a minute."

"Is there anything I need my help?"

"Um?"

Chino suddenly woke up from his observation of full attention:

"Ahem"

He awkwardly put the box of underwear that he had picked up and used for disguise to put it back on the shelf, and then said with a stern face:

"No need to help, I can choose it myself."

"Don't you pick the things you wear on yourself for a while?"

"But" said the salesperson with a meaningful look: "You seem to be holding women's underwear."

Chino's face froze.

He was really impatient to be disturbed like this at the critical moment of watching the show:

"What, is this what you should care about?"

"You can tell that there are 56 ways to choose gender!"

"I am an adult man who buys women's underwear. Is there anything wrong with me?"

Chino scolded her so righteously that she frightened the nosy salesperson lady so much that she backed back.

Finally, the guy who delayed his viewing of the show left.

Except for the customer next to him standing a little further away from him, this little episode did not have any impact on Chino.

He turned around with satisfaction and cast his eyes on the streets far away through the glass.

However

"Disappeared?!"
To be continued...