The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 677
Hearing Guilong's words, Wang Chen couldn't help asking happily: "I was so angry with this old thing just now, I forgot to ask you something, aren't you checking the trap, when did you run to the front of the trap. "

When Wang Chen saw the old magic stick just now, he was so angry that he thought of the past and forgot about the business.

He remembered that when he went to clean up those guys who shot in the back, he asked Guilong to find out those traps, at least to find a safe way.

And just now, when I saw the woman running forward quickly, the reason why I didn't remind her was that I saw the turtle dragon in front and thought it was nothing serious.

Unexpectedly, the woman just stepped into the trap with her foot just now. Fortunately, all the people present are masters. If the ones who came were from the congenital realm or the master realm, they probably would have died long ago. .

Old Guilong blushed, and couldn't help but feel a little shy. He didn't expect that even though he had walked to the front, there was still a trap behind him. Now that Wang Chen asked him face to face, he felt that the old face couldn't be put down.

But in his heart, he felt a little lucky. Fortunately, when he checked the trap just now, he didn't step on that trap, or he would have died completely.

"Ok?"

"what!"

Suddenly, both Wang Chen and the woman raised their heads to look towards the sky with surprise on their faces.

The two just raised their heads, and Guilong, Old God Stick and Hemera looked up at the sky at the same time.

"It's late at night, who is still flying kites?"

Looking at a big kite in the sky, Guilong couldn't help complaining.

You can fly the kite at night, why don't you put it in this place, maybe you don't know that it is very dangerous here, if you are not careful, you will die?
"Fuck—"

As soon as Guilong's complaints fell, Wang Chen immediately rubbed his eyes, stared at the things on the kite, turned around and ran away without talking nonsense, and the speed was very fast, just like the phantom of the night.

And the woman on the side also changed her expression drastically. At the moment Wang Chen moved, she quickly stepped on the sky and left, thinking that if she didn't leave, she would probably die later.

The three Guilong and Lao Shenzhu reacted only half a beat slower than Wang Chen and that woman. The moment Wang Chen and the two ran, the expressions of the three changed drastically at the same time, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, using their own methods.

Without saying a word, Guilong took out a piece of watery white cloth from his backpack and wrapped it around his body, not even showing his toes.

On the other hand, Hemera turned around and showed a fast speed, running towards the distance.

The old magic stick directly turned into a bitter face. He looked at the kite that was flying higher and higher, looked back at Wang Chen and the three who were fleeing, and then lowered his head to look at the 'big white stone' next to him. His voice was full of bitterness and asked: " Old Gui, can you let me go in and hide? There are eighteen sets of rainstorm pear blossom needles on the kite, and when the shuttle comes down, the range of 200 meters is covered. My brother can't run far with his feet."

"Fellow Daoist, I can hardly force my bag, hey!"

The tortoise dragon wrapped in a white cloth like a big rock rarely called the old god stick, fellow daoist, after all, the poor daoist is not dead, and I was blessing him not to die.

The old god stick's eyelashes kept shaking, looking at the kite that was about to stop, the old god stick's face suddenly became flushed, his body creaked, and the veins on his head burst.

dong dong dong-

He stepped on the ground three times in a row, the ground collapsed with a bang, and a small hole appeared, which was just enough to hold him, and the old magic stick fell down instantly as the small hole appeared.

It wasn't enough after falling, he raised his hand holding the floating dust, transferred his internal force to his hand, and then shook it vigorously.

With this shake, the dust thread of the floating dust instantly became straight, and then unfolded like a peacock spreading its tail, and he blocked the hole above his head.

shhhhh--

bang bang bang-

The old magic stick had just come up with these methods. At a height of more than 200 meters in the air, a kite suddenly exploded. As the kite exploded, it was as if it was raining in the sky, and countless slender things shot down from the sky.

The range covered is close to 200 meters.

Moreover, there were some silver needles that seemed to have something tied to them, and as they drove at high speed, the air squeezed and exploded with a bang.

Things that fly down from the sky are like locusts. Each one that falls on the ground will create a small hole with a diameter of two or three inches on the ground. Some big trees are even directly pierced and start to collapse.

And those things that exploded fell towards the ground like rainwater. Once they fell, they were like sulfuric acid rain, corroding everything that existed.

200 meters away, Wang Chen was standing on a small dirt bag very coolly. When he saw that the range of 200 meters had become horrible, he said with emotion: "This kind of scene reminds me of the days when I What the brothers made."

Today's scene was like a repeat of what happened some time ago, but it was a different environment, and it was not Chen who created all of this, but his opponent.

Of course, the opponent's sulfuric acid rain is nothing compared to Chen's.

Because the thing Chen made was even bigger, and he seemed to be terrified at that scene.

Wang Chen ran 200 meters in seconds, nothing happened, but Hemera and the woman next to Wang Chen were breathing a little fast, and there was even a trace of sweat on their heads.

Although the two of them are very fast, they are not as good as Wang Chen. Moreover, it was too dangerous just now, so the two girls squeezed the potential in their bodies and ran out forcibly.

But seeing the scene in front of them, they were also glad that they ran fast just now, or they were either killed by the 'storm pear blossom needle', or corroded into a puddle of thick water by the sulfuric acid rain.

"There are so many rainstorm pear blossom needles, the opponent is very rich."

A full six or seven seconds passed. Although there were not many rainstorm pear blossom needles shot out just now, some still missed the ground. Wang Chen touched his chin immediately, and his eyes flickered.

So many rainstorm pear blossom needles were thrown out, it seems that the person in charge is very proud.

And I have a little habit that I can't get rid of. Every time I go out on a mission, whether it's to recover something or kill someone, I have to squeeze out the mission goal.

It is precisely because of this that I now have a small treasury, although most of the small treasury is stuffed, not much money.

And seeing that the opponent made so many rainstorm pear blossom needles today, the little Jiujiu in Wang Chen's heart was born again.

This time, I not only want to capture the head of the organization in Longguo alive, but also squeeze him out.

As the general manager of that organization in Longguo, he must have a lot of funds in hand, after all, such a large circle of people depend on him to support.

For a moment, Wang Chen was full of energy, and the light and aura that bloomed in his eyes made Hemera and the woman's hearts throb twice.

(End of this chapter)