Chapter 152: 　The Dog of the Lost Family

The fluorescent light of the electronic instrument illuminates Arthur's face. He fastened his seat belt and sat near the porthole, propped his chin with his hands. Arthur looked at the night outside the window without saying a word.
"Master, you don't show a face, so how do people know that you did it."
Beside Arthur, there was Nana, a girl with long cornish hair tied into a ponytail. She bit a lollipop in her mouth and looked at Arthur in confusion.
Arthur took his gaze back from the night view outside the porthole, and said, "Our appearance tonight will definitely make Allen put a question mark. If he traces it down and finds that I secretly assisted, wouldn’t it show my sincerity? ?"
Nana rolled her eyes and said, "What if people can't ask at all? Then we're not busy."
"That's easy. I will deliberately leak a little clue to let him know. In short, we won't be busy." Arthur cast his gaze out of the porthole again: "But then, we have to spend a little while. . Can’t let people know that it was me who passed the assessment news to the violent bandits of the Holy Disarmament through the mouth of a third party. After all, this can affect reputation a bit.

Nana smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know how to do it."
"You do it, of course I can rest assured." Arthur smiled softly.
The magic spaceship swept across the night sky, leaving a faint silhouette.
Holy Disarmament Stronghold Base.
A hand stretched out from the gravel, pushing away the uncovered gravel on both sides, and Torrey coughed and got out. At his feet are the corpses of two soldiers, and further away, the corpses of the soldiers who belonged to the Holy Disarmament Army have become corpses. Torre was stunned on the spot. The previous bombing caused him two years of hard work. More than a hundred soldiers who were finally brought in are now suffering heavy casualties. Looking around, only a dozen of them survived the bombing.
Holy Disarmament is over!
Torre tore off his cloak and looked at all of this in disbelief, wondering how things had evolved to the present situation.
At the first moment, he still had the upper hand, and he was about to catch all the mice who had come out of nowhere; the next moment, his fate was ruthlessly reversed, and under the cold bombardment of high-energy cannons, he was a small stronghold that worked hard to manage. It turned into ruins in a moment.
There is no greater ups and downs in life than this.
"My lord, run away." The only guard left shouted.
Torre wakes up like a dream.
That's right, as long as he is still alive, he can pull out the second and third holy disarmament.
"Yes, go. Those who are still alive, go with Lao Tzu!" Torrey shouted.
The cry and gunfire rang at the same time.
Allen and the team came back again, and Shorten and the soldiers held machine guns, each occupying a favorable position and shooting at the remnants of the Holy Disarmament. Allen killed Torres directly, and the remaining guard was also considered loyal. He drew out a tactical sword and shouted, "My lord, go."
He greeted Allen.
The personal guards are as strong as a mad tiger, fighting for their lives with swords and knives, leaving no way out for themselves at all. In desperation, Allen could only see a trick, Torrey took the opportunity to escape from the stronghold. During the fierce fight, Allen sold a flaw. The guard thought it was a chance. With a happy eyes, he slammed into Allen's flaw. Unexpectedly, there was a flower in front of him, and Allen's body swirled and slid, rubbing him staggered.
Allen chased straight out of the stronghold, while the guard turned twice like a top, and finally fell to the ground. A red line gradually appeared in the throat, the flesh was rolled, and the bright red blood gradually poured over the dirty ground.
After Xiao Dun cleaned up the remaining enemy remnants, he left the stronghold with the team. In the darkness, I barely saw Alan's figure flying by the mountain road, and immediately led the soldiers to follow up for support.
Torre ran like death.
The silver-haired and red-eyed young man behind him was still chasing after him, and the opponent had only level twelve strength. If it was normal, Torre asked himself whether he was afraid of a battle. But now is different. Now he is the dog of the bereavement. There is no reason to stay and fight the other side.
What's more, the young man's source strength is indeed only level twelve, but the sword technique is so fierce that Torrey has only seen him in his life. The strength of his personal guards is one or two levels different from the opponent's strength, but when fighting against each other, the victory or defeat is often separated within a few breaths. Tore doesn't want to run into a battlefield like this, not to mention that they have the upper hand now.
Fortunately, Torre was very familiar with the Wilton Mountains. He could know which trail or path to walk in this mountain area, almost with his eyes closed. Several times, he took advantage of this aspect to get rid of the chasing soldiers, but he just wanted to catch his breath, the silver cyan firefly would appear behind him again, forcing him to keep moving.
Physical strength and source strength are declining.
There is obviously a three-level gap, Torre can't figure it out, he is already exhausted, why is the silver-haired boy behind him still chasing him, his source of power seems endless?
Of course Alan was not as magical as he thought, and in fact his consumption was not much less than Torrey. If it was before, he might have to stop and rest. But now, the endurance is much better than before. The improvement of the blood of the king snake to his physical fitness is gradually showing.
Jump off a high/post and roll over a rugged mountain below. Torre bounced up and sprinted back and forth. Suddenly, his whole body was cold, he couldn't think about it, and almost instinctively stopped his figure. A light blue streamer flashed in front of his eyes, blasting the gravel on the left and right sides of the ground in front of him, and digging out large pieces of gravel on the hard and unbounded rocky ground. If Torrey hadn't stopped just now, his head or body would have exploded into a pulp.
The sound of the sniper equipment rang out in the night, and Torrey whispered "Damn sniper". After such a slight stagnation, a dark shadow flashed by him, and the wind of the sword suddenly rose!
Torrey yelled, drew a long sword from his waist and pulled out a shadow of the sword to meet the light.
Ding jingle, the violent blast resounded like a shower.
Allen retracted the knife and slipped back, the bone knife fangs trembling lightly alone. The tip of the knife pointed to Torre, his body's center of gravity was slightly lowered, and his feet propped up, giving people the feeling that they could pounce and attack at any time.
Torre had a headache.
"You can't run." Allen whispered softly, while constantly adjusting his breathing to gain time to breathe back.
Torrey roared, "Who are you guys? Is it the surface garrison of the third area?"
"Does this make sense to you? Anyway, you won't survive tonight."
While Alan was talking to Torre, Lan Qi panted heavily and fell on a cliff. From his direction, it was just condescending to see the mountain area where Alan and Torre faced each other. He endured the dizziness caused by the extreme limit of the source power. After a few breaths, he pressed all the remaining source power into the heavy sniper, and under the action of the Rubik's Cube sequence, he generated the last source power sniper shell.
Ready to reload the warhead, this is Lan Qi's last bullet.
"Well, boy. I have a sum of money hidden outside. If you are willing to let me go, I can divide you in half. No, I will give you all." Torre yelled, "God, many people have died tonight. . You just need to take off my clothes and find a similar hapless guy to put them on. You can receive merit and money, is there anything cheaper than that?"
Allen seemed to move, and nodded, "Where are you hiding that money?"
"I'm telling you, it's hidden in..."
Torrey suddenly grinned when he watched Alan's listening face. An electric light flashed across his body, forming a pattern of thunderbolt and thunder on the back of his right hand.
"I lied to you!" Torrey laughed, activated his ability, and thrust a sword into Alan's throat.
The speed of this sword was extremely fast, and several azure blue electrical patterns were pulled out from the tip of the sword, which shot out like an IP.
However, Torre's laughter ended, and Allen disappeared in his sight, replaced by an orange rain of fire that occupies the entire field of vision!
"It just so happens to me." Allen's voice came from behind the fire and rain.
The electric light slammed into the rain of fire, and the collision of Yuanli produced thunderous muffled noises. The invisible ripples spread out, plowing cracks in the nearby mountains, blowing up pieces of flying sand! Torre's yelling and Allen's snorting sounded at the same time, the fire and rain were concentrated, and the two returned to confrontation.
On Torre's body, there were more than a dozen blades in the military uniform, and there was still flame on it. Let Torre's source force be pressed before it goes out. There was a sword wound on Allen's left shoulder, and his entire arm quivered slightly from time to time. That was the result of the current that Torre excited had not completely dissipated.
"Damn, what are you going to do!" Torrey was itchy with anger, and with force under his feet, he stomped a few gravel on the ground into powder.
Allen moved his left hand slightly, and the orange-yellow source force in the blood vessels of his arm enveloped and dissipated Torre's current. After a few cycles of Yuanli, all the current was annihilated, and Allen's arm recovered consciousness. He pointed forward and shrugged his shoulders: "I've said this answer a while ago."
At this time, there was footsteps behind Torre, but Xiao Dun and the others chased him. Shorten made a gesture, and the soldiers immediately dispersed in a surrounding formation~EbookFREE.me~ The muzzle was pointed at Torre from different angles. Torrey cursed secretly, and the sword pointed at Allen and said, "Are you their head? Do you dare to have a duel with me?"
Allen laughed and said: "When you surrounded us before, it seemed that you didn't plan to give me a chance to fight alone. Now I have the opportunity to fight in groups, why don't you let it go? Shorten!"
"Fire!" Shorten shouted.
The gunfire rang out, and the interlaced firepower net forced Torre to yell into the sky. The person was in the air, and the long sword swung a semicircle. The tip of the sword trembled, and a series of azure currents broke through the air, attacking the soldiers on the ground. The soldiers had to evade first, and one of them dodged slowly and hit the back with the electric light, and immediately convulsed all over the body, foaming at the mouth and passed out.
Torre can't breathe a sigh of relief, and a sense of crisis reappears in his heart.
He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where the sense of crisis was coming, and a light blue source force sniper shell came across the air. Torre didn't even have time to curse, and cut it off with a sword. The long sword slashed through the sniper shell with a strong electric current, exploded, and slammed him diagonally to the ground like a cannonball.
On the ground, a cold light flashed in Allen's eyes, he finally waited for the best time to shoot! r1058()