Chapter 16 When the death knell rang (1)()

The first beep sounded at the foot of the Himalayas with an average altitude of more than 6,000 kilometers northeast of the Sixth City of Sea Tiger.

It has the nickname "the third pole of the world". From ancient times to the present, it has always been one of the most desolate and most harsh places on the earth. The white snow is like a thick quilt, covering the endless mountains. Even if the earth has experienced countless war baptisms over the past five thousand years, it cannot melt the ice and snow at all. However, at this moment, the crystal ice and snow has been dyed red by the red blood flowing freely!

There were old and young, men and women, looking around, but I saw countless corpses with broken belly and internal organs lying on the ground, layer by layer, at least tens of thousands. The severe cold and low temperature not only completely freeze the muscles on their faces, but also solidify the incomparable huge pain and fear among the countless faces forever.

Not only are the dead afraid, but the living people are even more afraid. They are two meters tall, have an iron tower, and their hands and feet are more than twice as thicker than ordinary people. Meng Qi Wushen, who is only wearing a yak vest, has almost all his hair, eyebrows, beard and beard have been dyed white by flying snow. From a distance, it almost makes people think that they have encountered the legendary "snowman". Even as a powerful martial god, the extreme cold of the Himalayas is definitely not easy to bear. However, no matter how cold the ice and snow are, it is not as cold as the "Meng Qi Wushen" in his heart. It is just because the corpses in front of him all belong to his Meng Qi tribe. Even if the wind sword and frost sword are sharp, they will definitely not compare to the "pain" sound in the ears - it is his son's crying.

"Wuwu! Dad, Dad, save me, come and save me quickly! Wuwuwu!"

At most, he was only about seven years old. The little boy was thin and looked weak and helpless. He knelt among the dead people all over the ground and burst into tears, and his whole body was trembling. This scene was extremely sad and miserable. Even if outsiders who had nothing to do with it heard it, they would definitely feel pity. What's more, it was the little boy's biological father? In an instant, Meng Qiwu Shen clenched his fist tightly and shouted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, Dad will come to save you now!" As he spoke, he finally couldn't help but take his legs and took a step forward.

Stepping down, blood rays soaring into the sky! A big right arm was cruelly torn off from his body. The boy Meng Xiaoyu screamed in a tragic voice, crying with tears in his face: "Dad, it hurts so much, it hurts!" Xiaoxiao struggled desperately, trying to stand up and run to his father and throw himself into the warm embrace. But no matter how hard he struggled, he could not leave the place at all. It was just because at this moment, his body and life were completely in the hands of one person.

One of the six commanders of the Sea Tiger's Sixth City: the commander of the Air Force - Black Hawk.

Wearing a camouflage aviation suit, a military flight helmet, and a toxic oxygen mask, he was wrapped tightly from head to toe, and even half of the true face of Mount Lu was not revealed in front of others. He was only about 1.5 meters tall at most, and his weight was no more than fifty kilograms. Compared with the martial god Meng Qi, he was simply a giant and a dwarf. However, the power contained in this short and thin body was so huge that no one dared to underestimate it. This was not only because he was the person who tore off Meng Xiaoyu's arm, but also because he was the person who killed all the men, women, young and old men, women, and young men in the Meng Qi tribe, and they were also the person who killed all the men, women, and young men in half an hour.

"Meng Qi Wushen, if you don't want any parts to be missing from your son, it's best to stand there and don't run around anymore." Black Hawk's left hand five fingers were like hooks, firmly grasping the Tianling cover above Meng Xiaoyu's head, and pressing the hostages under his command with great force. The sound made through the helmet and mask was both dull and empty, with a rigid tone, and there was no difference between size and weight. At first glance, it was not like a human being talking at all, but it seemed like an electronic sound made by a machine, which was really weird.

Meng Qiwu Shen gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead were bulging, and his whole body was trembling with anger. But his only son fell into the enemy's hands. Even if he had the strength, he would never dare to use any of them. He roared angrily: "The lackey of the Bai family! If you have the ability, let go of my son. Everyone fight with a sword and a gun. Use children as hostages? Are you still a man!"

"Idiot. The provocation method is useless, save some energy." Black Eagle sneered and said, "Meng Qi Wushen, my commander, the Sixth City of Haihu, ask you again if you are willing to surrender to the Bai family. I swear allegiance to Lu Bao Wushen? Calm down and think carefully before answering."

"What a big deal! Do you want me to surrender to Bai Lubao? Don't think about it!" Meng Qi's two fists in both hands squeezing and roaring, "The Meng Qi tribe has been established for more than 370 years and has always been free and unruly under anyone's jurisdiction. What's more, your dog breed killed all the old and young of my clan, and he actually wanted me to surrender? Bah!"

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish! Within the radius of the sixth city of Sea Tiger, all the territory of the Wushao God of Revealing, and no other forces or voices are allowed to appear." Black Hawk said coldly: "I have issued three ultimatums before, giving you ten days to come to the Sixth City to surrender. Not only do you not come to the Sixth City, you also sent someone to contact the President of the United Nations "Flying Locust Martial God". Humph, if you don't eat toast, you have to take the punishment, then don't blame me for being ruthless. What's the point of destroying your sesame, mung bean and garbage tribe? If you don't want to see your son die in front of you, I advise you to be more aware and surrender quickly."

"You, you, a bastard!" Meng Qi Wushen gasped heavily, his heart was so irritating that he didn't know that he should do it. He would rather be a chicken than a queen. In Meng Qi Wushen's heart, of course, he would not surrender to the Sixth City of Sea Tiger and become a lackey of the Bai family royal family. What's more, Black Eagle slaughtered the whole Meng Qi tribe's old and young, and this hatred was irreconcilable. How could he surrender voluntarily? But his only son who loved more than his life was held in his hands by Black Eagle. If he did not agree to the other party's request, his son would obviously die. What should he do?
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