Plunder the heavens and worlds

Chapter 387 Ramanla Virus

"Give me death!"

After having the protective cover, Zhuo Yifan charged forward as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Tankers tearing apart these nasty guys..."

The mercenary leader Lao Di shouted angrily, if eyes could kill, Long Xuan and the Moon Worshiper would have been crushed by him.

"boom……"

Four T54 main battle tanks approached slowly, loaded their ammunition, aimed quickly, and shot at Zhuo Yifan.

The power of the tank was terrifying. With a loud noise, the huge impact force exploded beside Zhuo Yifan.

The golden Tai Chi diagram around him kept spinning, no matter how terrifying the impact was, it couldn't lose a single bit.

"Master Master has boundless mana, and he is an existence at the level of a land fairy."

Seeing the shield on his head that was comparable to a tortoise shell, Zhuo Yifan admired Long Xuan even more.

Compared with technology, immortality seems to be more powerful.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Leng Feng sneaked behind the mercenary, and the AK47 in his hand was spitting out flames, firing bullets.

Then several mercenaries fell in a pool of blood.

Compared with Zhuo Yifan, who relied on the shield to survive, Leng Feng showed the combat effectiveness of a Chinese special forces soldier.

"boom……"

The T54 tank shifted its target, aimed at the cold front, and fired quickly.

"Oops, I have to take action to save a loved one."

Seeing that weird box-shaped weapon, the Lord of the Moon Worship had a worried look on his face. The destructive power of this girl is really terrifying.

"Crack..."

In desperation, the Lord of Worshiping the Moon hastily took out the magic wand in his hand and tapped it casually.

The magic wand contained terrifying magic power, and when it was swiped lightly, the solid tank shattered like tofu.

A T54 tank was broken into pieces, and the mercenaries all showed shocked expressions.

"Is he the devil of the world?"

Looking at the Moon Worshiper in front of them, all the mercenaries shouted in unison in their hearts.

"Oh no...we're fighting the devil..."

The old man was speechless, showing a shocked expression like he had seen a ghost.

"This senior is too strong, he wiped out the tank with a wave of his hand."

The bear kid Zhuo Yifan's eyes are shining, he thinks he can become such an existence in the future.

As for those medical staff who had seen the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult take action, they naturally thought that this was a god and demon from ancient times.

"Thank you senior for saving your life."

Leng Feng clasped his fists respectfully, he did not say thanks for his kindness, he had already firmly remembered this scene in his heart.

"Fire, fire quickly!"

The tanks were concentrated, advancing in unison, rolling towards the Chinese-funded factories.

On the side are infantry guards, armed with bazookas, their actions seem to be flowing, and they look very experienced.

There was a sound of shelling, and the entire Chinese-funded factory suffered heavy damage and was almost shattered by the huge explosive force.

They think that if they can't kill two god-like beings, they can't deal with a few ordinary people?
Under the indiscriminate bombing, laborers paid the price with their lives and fell into a pool of blood.

Even Leng Feng at the side was more or less affected, he was so shocked that he vomited blood, and his body was extremely uncomfortable.

"I order you to retreat, retreat quickly."

Dad received a call, and the other end of the phone was the headquarters of the Red Scarf Army.

He was closely monitoring the battle through remote viewing. According to his observations, the attack failed very much, which made him very unhappy.

"Retreat, we have lost so many people, if we retreat, all previous efforts will be in vain.

The old man explained in a heart-rending way, and he secretly made an oath in his heart to kill all the people in the factory in front of him.

"Withdraw, this is an order."

The order of the head of the Red Scarf Army was very clear, and there was no room for rejection. The angry father could only stomp his feet fiercely.

"These African pig brains."

The old man hung up the phone, muttering, wishing he could rush over and kill all the red scarf soldiers.

Seeing the ruins of the Chinese-funded factory, the old man could only helplessly give the order to evacuate.

After all, they are just mercenaries, and they have to obey the orders of their employer, the Red Turban Army.

"retreat……"

This sentence caused a huge reaction, and the mercenaries on the side beat their chests secretly.

The T54 tank could only withdraw slowly and drive out of the factory...

A mercenary also began to retreat...

Soon, the entire Chinese-funded factory returned to silence, leaving only corpses and pools of blood.

"We successfully repelled those evil Red Turban lackeys..."

The workers in the factory cheered excitedly, and everyone danced and smiled happily.

Looking at their appearance, it seems that they have long been accustomed to a pool of blood on the ground.

"Yes, we finally withstood this batch of attacks."

Leng Feng also murmured to himself in disbelief, before he could finish his words, his injuries exploded and he fell to the ground.

"Leng Feng, are you okay?"

Rachel rushed over immediately, wanting to examine and treat him, but then shook her head involuntarily.

"Lamanla..."

She couldn't help but whispered to herself, and the people beside her retreated back in unison, showing the appearance of facing an enemy.

"Ding, the host must cure the Lamanla virus in Leng Feng's body, and reward ten luck points."

After hearing the news, Long Xuan chuckled and didn't take it to heart, a minor illness is nothing difficult.

"Is it really that kind of virus?"

He Jianguo wanted to confirm and asked.

"No mistake, I must save Leng Feng as soon as possible."

Rachel nodded in agreement.

"Ramanla patients get out of the factory..."

The first person shouted, followed by a thunderous echo.

"Since you came to our factory, those mercenaries have chased after you, the ominous ones go away."

Some African workers couldn't help shouting.

Almost united as one, they are very determined and want to drive away Leng Feng.

"Ramanla is not hopeless, Dr. Chen has developed an antidote."

The medical staff on the side explained hoarsely.

"Go to the devil, there is no cure for Lamanla."

All the workers didn't believe it, it was still the same as before.

"Brother, I will accompany you."

Zhuo Yifan walked over, gave Leng Feng a high five, and chose to share troubles with him.

"Little ancestor, don't make trouble..."

He Jianguo waved his hand, signaling that he should not be so impulsive.

"Human nature is very selfish, and humanity can only be shown at critical times."

Seeing everyone abandoning Leng Feng as if they were throwing away their clothes, a sneer appeared on the face of the Moon Worshiper.

"Senior, as long as you make a move, you will definitely be able to turn the world around?"

He Jianguo pleaded as if grasping at the last straw.

"I have saved his life, not to mention a virus, even if black and white impermanence comes in person, it is useless."

Long Xuan's words were so domineering that people couldn't even feel the slightest objection.

"Senior, please show me the means of immortality."

Dr. Chen became curious about the celestial method to save people, and wanted to explain this method scientifically.

(End of this chapter)