dragon ball battlefield

Chapter 263 Wang Qingyun

Wang Qingyun found that in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the smoky Dragon Ball battlefield——

With a loud explosion, the whole building collapsed.

Holding a fire axe, Wang Qingyun, who was hiding nearby, ran away with all his strength, but a stone pillar that fell quickly knocked him down and hit his right leg heavily.

Wang Qingyun let out a miserable cry, his right calf was almost broken in half by this blow, and while the bleeding continued, it also firmly restricted his movements.

And at the end of the street in the distance, the tall mechs driven by the Bilaf Legion were constantly attacking and shooting at the surroundings, and a large number of panicked passers-by died under random gunfire.

There was another loud noise, and a slightly obese body fell from mid-air and landed several meters away from Wang Qingyun.

That obese body is a man, at this moment his eyes are closed and he is in a coma, his chest rises and falls slightly, and his breath seems to be getting weaker and weaker.

Wang Qingyun pulled out his pressed right leg, but found that it was impossible to pull it out. He turned his head to look at the obese man who was dying, and then at the city that was constantly being bombed and attacked in the distance, and bit by bit. Click on the Bilav Mecha approaching here.

His eyes froze, as if he had made some decision, then he quickly raised his hand and grabbed a bean out of thin air.

Looking at the reward he got from the [Newcomer Gift Pack], Wang Qingyun was heartbroken and quickly put the beans in his mouth.

Immediately, he swung the fire ax vigorously, and slashed down on his right leg!
Severe pain surged into the brain, and the crushed right leg was severed. Wang Qingyun held on to the last trace of sobriety and swallowed the celestial beans in his mouth.

The broken leg was reborn and the injury healed. Wang Qingyun picked up the fire ax and ran to the unconscious fat man in two or three steps.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his fire ax and slashed at the fat man's neck!

The prompt sounded in his ear——

[Number N5299 combatant killed number M9802 combatant, without dropping any items]
[Number N5299 combatant completes the dungeon survival mission, rewards 500 points]
[There are still 0 days, 1 hour and 23 minutes before the end of this dungeon. When the dungeon ends, number N5299 can safely exit the dungeon. Please be patient...]
Before the notification sounded over, there was another loud noise from the corner of the street in the distance. A rocket was suddenly fired from the Bilav mecha, and it blasted towards Wang Qingyun's vicinity.

The huge explosion roared again——

Wang Qingyun exclaimed and opened his eyes suddenly!

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Han Zheng, who had practiced for 12 consecutive days, suspended the [Cultivation Dungeon] and returned to the private area.

After taking back the points that have been sold in the past two days, Han Zheng opened the various message boards again and quickly flipped through them.

There was still no major incident in City B, but Sun Yuqian was keenly aware that on the street where the incident occurred in the past two days, it seemed that there had been a lot more pedestrians and vehicles passing by, and there were several cars from other cities. The car was parked there for a long time.

Since the hotels and shops on both sides of this road section are closed, the vehicles parked there for a long time look very strange.

It's just that Sun Yuqian didn't dare to stay there for a long time, so he couldn't figure out what was going on.

More pedestrians?Has a vehicle stopped inexplicably?

Han Zheng's brows were tightly furrowed, and he was a little unclear, so...could it be that Zhao Chun sent more people?

Since Sun Yuqian couldn't see what was going on, and he couldn't gain anything from guessing here, Han Zheng sighed and could only put this discovery in his heart for the time being.

And some news in the team channel made his heart tense again.

In the past two days, Lu Bin and Sun Gui proposed gathering in the present world and forming a corps in the battle frequency.

But this time, Zhou Xing gave a clear answer.

He claimed that he had just completed the ninth round of dungeons, and after he executed another round of dungeons, he was promoted to the third-level area, and he would be eligible to form a corps.

At that time, [Lucky Team] will gather and meet in this world, and the matter of reorganizing the corps of the alliance will also be officially launched.

After getting a positive answer, there was a burst of cheers and discussions in the war frequency...

Looking at the news, Han Zheng shook his head slightly.

Zhou Xing had just returned from the ninth round of the dungeon. Judging from the time, he completed the tenth round of the dungeon and was promoted to the third-level area, which is about a month later.

What should come is still coming...

And, just after Zhou Xing announced these messages, Taro also sent a message in the war frequency, the message only had four words——

【Countdown】

Han Zheng understood that this was Taro's hint to himself that there was not much time left for him to leave the team.

After thinking for a long time, Han Zheng tentatively sent another message to Chen Chen, but as before, he did not reply after waiting for a long time.

With a helpless sigh, Han Zheng returned to the [Cultivation Dungeon] again with his heart full.

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The scene in front of Wang Qingyun changed from blurred to clear.

A familiar figure appeared in front of his eyes.

His father was being tied to a chair with five flowers, his eyes were covered with a black cloth, and his mouth was sealed with tape.

Wang Qingyun's complexion changed, and just as he was about to stand up and take some action, suddenly a few arms stretched out behind him, holding him down forcefully.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded, and a man in black walked over beside him:

"Wang Qingyun, don't act rashly, I know you can teleport yourself back to the battlefield at any time, but you have to think about your father, what will he do if you run away?"

Brother Huan, dressed in black, walked up to Wang Qingyun expressionlessly:
"Wang Qingyun, we know your situation very well. Your mother passed away early, and now only your father is left... Well, as long as you cooperate enough, we will never harm your father and son."

Wang Qingyun turned his head and looked around. At this moment, besides himself and his kidnapped father, there were seven other men and women surrounding the room.

And it seemed that the man in black was the leader.

He nodded, his voice seemed very weak: "Okay, as long as you don't hurt my family, I am willing to cooperate with you, but I don't know, what do you want me to..."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, Wang Qingyun..." Brother Huan took a stack of documents from a subordinate next to him, flipping through them and saying:
"We know that you are a combatant...you should understand what the word means. However, according to our investigation, there is nothing extraordinary about your previous life and rest, and you should have recently entered the battlefield ,Right?"

Wang Qingyun continued to nod: "That's right... Then, so to speak, you are also fighting on the battlefield..."

Brother Huan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, ignored his question at all, and continued to ask: "... tell me your number first."

Faced with this question, Wang Qingyun hesitated a little.

In an instant, the dungeon reminder he received after killing the fat man in the dungeon seemed to ring in his ears again.

He pursed his lips and replied softly:

"M9802"

(End of this chapter)