Because there were illusion masters like Ma Dongmei and Ding Sitian around him, Du Fei instantly understood that Wang Xuan had used some kind of illusion to confuse the officer's senses and make him mistakenly believe that he had killed Wang Xuan.

The large seal looks very old, with a patina on the surface, and it seems to be still small.

"Bang~"

The small building where Du Fei was located was 700 meters away from the center of the explosion, and there were no other low-rise buildings in the middle to block it, so it was the first to bear the brunt.

Suharto was very undecided. He didn't make up his mind when he came to the upper floor of this small building. He directly asked the others to wait above and I retreated outside the building alone.

The old man wearing a Chinese-style gown laughed warmly: "Brother Wang, don't feel ill~" This is a waste, and my body can't bear it.

Suharto nodded and immediately ordered people to weigh anchor and go to sea.

Therefore, the two of them moved very slowly. After coming up from downstairs, they immediately walked several hundred meters back to the small building where the formation was arranged.

In the current situation, Wang Guochen raised his flag and many people simply defected to him.

The two groups of people who were fighting outside later knew what was going on. Anyway, there was movement. It was probably more dangerous than good.

Du Fei sneered: "It seems that he is not Subian's frontman hiding in the dark."

As he spoke, he turned and glanced upstairs: "Now that I am dead, what else does he want? He wants your family's Tianguan Seal. What a wishful thinking~"

As long as I capture Wang Xuanda and integrate the forces and resources outside the city, I can secure this position.

His body caught under the guardrail on the roof of the building, and he rolled and fell out. As soon as he jumped into the air, he was shot in the head.

Thinking of that, Wang Guochen's eyes flashed with ambition. Yajia thought about it and planned to let Dabai fly up.

Immediately, there was a flurry of footsteps, and seven or eight soldiers carrying AK47 rushed down.

Du Fei knew that in my current situation, not only was my body mutilated, but my roots were also damaged. It was possible to introduce the collected Qi into my body according to the original plan.

Du Fei looked at the ruins still shrouded in smoke and dust, his cheeks twitching, and he finally let out a long sigh.

Special soldiers and upper-level officers did not know what was going on.

The thought of defaulting on Yajia's debt in the future was hidden in my heart, but it was completely abandoned at that moment.

The group of people arrived at the port slowly and got off the road to search for a private yacht.

Because it was so far away, both Du Fei and Suharto were sweating. We would have been stopped a few minutes later.

Although fighting is Baymax's strong point, after two weakenings, Baymax's combat effectiveness is not strong, but he only has the opportunity to take action.

Because there was chaos outside the city and no one was in charge of the dock, the yacht sailed out of the harbor very slowly.

Du Fei suddenly screamed, and one of his arms was completely broken off!

Suharto said "Yeah", but still did not fire. Instead, he shouted: "Come down~"

Seeing Suhartu come up from downstairs safely, Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately advanced to the northern port with the official seal of Wentian.

However, Yajia just ran out of ideas and took action, but there was nothing new. There was a big lock hanging under the iron distribution box.

Wang Guochen originally stayed in Wang Xuanda all year round. Although he was forced to leave later, it was all a secret game.

Huo Bo took a look and shook his head with a wry smile: "Forget it, you can take it with you and we'll talk about it when you get home." He raised his head and glanced at his bare right shoulder: "You're not dead yet. There's no such thing as immortality or righteousness.

It has something to do with you."

Seeing those two people, Du Fei's face fell and he revealed a wry smile. The wound was as smooth as a mirror and blood flowed like a drop of blood.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was a thud and it hit the ground upstairs.

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and held on to the guardrail on the roof to look at the scene downstairs. Yajia watched Suharto through the field of vision as he came to the back of a distribution box. For about a few minutes, Suharto was in danger all the way.

He rushed off the roof of the building.

However, the backlash from the Feng Shui array was not fake. Although he escaped this disaster, Wang Xuan was still extremely weak.

The old man was beaten and shot several times.

He was still alive and kicking. The visitor was someone else, none other than Suharto.

That man and the gun were both extraordinary. Otherwise, given my strength, I might have been shot through, and I might even have been attacked in front of me without even realizing it.

It’s just that it’s hard to avoid feeling a little sad that the rabbit is dead and the fox is dead.

When he was half a teenager, Huo Bochen's rear forward was only eight kilometers away from Independence Square.

Because the Feng Shui formation had been destroyed by the power of the missile, Suharto took it out if he had any scruples.

It’s time to understand the grudges that followed.

In the middle of the altar, there is a large bronze seal that is thicker than the little finger.

The old man was still dodging, trying to jump up from the roof of the building, using the rain from the window next to him to block him to the floor above.

Did you notice the white crow that landed under the metal guardrail about four meters away?

But the crossfire was too sparse, and before I was hit by the first bullet, I was shot seven times in a row.

It must be an abnormal state. If it is Du Fei's opponent, but now Du Fei is half dead or alive, Dabai will go and make a touch up if there is any problem.

It's just that his face was obviously bad, the gunshot wound under his body was bleeding a lot, and his movements were obviously sluggish.

Until then, Suharto finally raised his hand and shot me in the head. One-eighth of the national destiny is stored in this magic weapon.

At this time, I pulled the trigger again, and there was another "bang". With those people, it would be less difficult for me to kill back.

Suhartu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Huo Bo: "Uncle Xuan, he."

The people who could speak outside the city were taken away by a wave just now. Now the dragons have a leader, and everything is in chaos.

Now that it falls out of the opponent's hands, it's easy to imagine how it will be played.

Huo Bo waited for me to say more, waved his hand and said: "You have something to do, hurry up, go get the Tianguan Seal, one-eighth of the national fortune you just absorbed is outside."

But what Du Fei saw simultaneously through his field of vision was that the officer's two shots were in the air, and Wang Xuan was not injured at all.

It's just my physical condition. When I walked up from that building, it was still a few hundred meters away, and the magic weapon under the roof of another building was still small.

Du Fei was not prepared, so he said healthily: "Let's go to Lijiapo first, and then return to Siam." Du Fei and Huo Bochen had just arrived upstairs when they heard some movement nearby, so they were not relieved.

He stopped Du Fei's bleeding again, asked a soldier to carry him on his back, and immediately went upstairs. Du Fei gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his broken arm and said: "Get rid of me quickly, you go and get the Tianguan Seal."

Seeing Suhartu retreating out of the building, Yajia made a thought in her mind and let Dabai fall directly to the roof of the building.

Yajia laughed warmly in her heart, how could she let me go after reaching that point? Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Du Fei, who was about to reach the door of the stairwell, suddenly stopped, and then two people walked out of the stairwell.

Arriving at the top of the building, Suharto held a pistol in his hand and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

With roaring artillery, rumbling tanks, and rattling machine gun fire, Wang Guochen followed the small army with overwhelming force.

The center of the small Feng Shui array where the magic weapon was later placed was under the roof of that small building. I reached out and twisted it, and although I had unscrewed the lock, I broke the lock nose connected to the lock.

Unexpectedly, before Suhartu could take action, the soldiers rushed down and fired directly. Suhartu said: "Uncle Xuan, where are you going?"

I asked those people to follow me just now because I was afraid of disturbing others.

One is an old man wearing a Chinese gown, and the other is a young man in a white shirt.

Huo Bo Chenrejing fired, and the seventh bullet hit his head directly. The young man fell to the ground with a thud.

That old man was really amazing. If a special person was hit by an assault rifle, it would basically not break his arms or legs. If he was hit in the torso, he would be dead.

The lock was thrown into the ground, and the door of the distribution box was opened. A large Dharma altar was revealed outside.

Du Fei sat at the stern of the yacht, let out a sigh of relief, and said to Suhatu: "Guochen, there is no radio under the boat. He contacted his family and told us about our situation."

Du Fei's eyes showed despair and he pressed his hand tightly on the wound.

That is not the tragedy of a big country. Faced with such an attack, it has some ability to resist.

The young man curled up his lips and showed an evil smile, before he took out his knife and removed another part of Du Fei.

After decades of practice, Du Fei's willpower is beyond doubt.
Chapter completed!