when.
when.
when.
Unique to sonic cannons, the sound of firing sounds like a dull, bell-like tone with layers of ups and downs.
For those who dare to offend Xi'an's authority, it is a death knell in advance.
The war was still raging just now, but Donggu District soon fell into deathly silence.
Only a faint howl of pain could be heard.
The yakuza and psychics unanimously chose to avoid Xi'an drones and edge.
"Mr. Li Liang's, Mr. Li Liang's," Mizuno whispered, "Are you okay?"
Li Liang leaned against the wall and blinked blankly for a moment. His eyes gradually focused, and he swallowed and asked, "Where are we?"
"This is an alternate safe haven, three lanes away from the tavern."
Li Liang wiped his cheek and found that his hands were covered with blood.
The portal swallowed up most of the explosion, but the remaining energy still hit him like a pile driver.
Just now in the tavern, he decisively asked Old Tang to make a mistake. The attack from the room number was imminent. He couldn't help but feel a little scared. If the opponent hesitated for a moment and decided to disperse the attack, the high-explosive bomb exploded directly next to him. The portal cannot be blocked at all.
Li Liang rubbed his head in Shuiye, and stood up with help and looked around.
This is a restaurant, and the kitchen cupboards and stove are dusty and look abandoned.
There was a sound of footsteps approaching, and Old Tang ran in. The gray-haired and pale-faced man said, "There are drones everywhere, are you okay?"
Li Liang waved his hand feebly, "Where's K?"
"It's outside," Old Tang said, leaning in and looking frightened.
Compared with the mixed TNT explosion of magic and Taoism, the power is more intuitive and frightening.
Li Liang endured dizziness and walked out of the kitchen.
The restaurant is small and looks like a retro style restaurant. The tables and chairs in the Hong Kong-style restaurant are piled up on one side and the ground is also covered with dust.
At the front door, the light from the rolling shutter came in through the gap between the curtains.
In the darkness, K stood sideways by the window, turned his head and whispered, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Li Liang glanced at Brother Shui, whose face was ashen on the other side.
Judging from Brother Shui's performance yesterday, he didn't believe that this person would risk his life for a psychic. The news should not have been revealed by Brother Shui.
He asked weakly, "What's going on now?"
"The 155mm high-explosive bomb is a high-risk weapon and whoever uses it will be unlucky." K sneered. "The canopy has a monitoring system for the howitzer. It will be locked when it fires. Now the drone is looking for someone."
Li Liang thought of selling guns in the garbage dump. The black markets even went up to the city. They could get guns but no rocket launchers. It was obvious that the gangs had figured out the bottom line in Xi'an and opened fire. The psychics undoubtedly crossed that line.
Brother Shui snorted, "No one can run away now."
"Brother Shui's" Li Liang slowly walked to the window and looked through the gap in the curtain into the air. "Now that we are on the same boat, I want to know where the psychic is from, the howitzer?"
"I don't know," Brother Shui said calmly. "Each group is allocated, and the types of weapons are determined by the spiritual altar. Yesterday, they were assigned to the Friendship Department Store. The people in that group were temporarily transferred. I don't know them, but..."
Li Liang withdrew his gaze and said, "But what?"
"I don't think shooting is like us." Brother Shui frowned. "This is not the way of doing things as a psychic."
Li Liang nodded and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Zhuosi."
"If it's Zhuos, we must leave here as soon as possible," K said hurriedly. "The Bureau of Order will definitely enter this area before the drones evacuate. Then the situation will be more complicated."
Li Liang took a deep breath.
"Walk."
ten minutes later.
Li Liang and his group of five people rushed out from the back door of the restaurant and ran along the winding alleys.
Fortunately, Mizuno was very familiar with Donggu District and she led the way. They avoided the drone many times, and the cruise route passed through narrow alleys one after another and headed northeast quickly.
Another sound of anti-gravity engines approached.
A group of people stood close to the wall in the narrow alley, under the awning.
Li Liang looked through the awning and saw a huge, black shadow flying above his head.
Buzz buzz buzz...
Affiliated to the Zhongjing garrison robot force, the larger drone has four thick, terrifying tentacles trailing behind it.
Li Liang didn't want to control the drone unless he had to.
It is best to use the terrain to escape from this area directly.
A few minutes later the drone slowly flew away.
Just as Li Liang was about to leave again, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the alley not far away.
K had already rushed over and rolled into a ball with the visitor.
"Satoru!" Mizuno exclaimed.
It turned out to be a yakuza member with a samurai sword in his blood-stained hand.
"Uncle." The one who let go was named Satoru. The gang member stood up and said stiffly in Mandarin, "We have killed many people. The other party has heavy weapons."
Brother Shui stepped forward and asked, "Did you see clearly who fired the cannon?"
"Yes." Satoru nodded hastily, "A short black-haired man wearing a red jacket."
"He's from Zhuosi," Brother Shui said to Li Liang. "This guy I've met is Gu Sheng."
Li Liang asked, "What else? Is there anyone special?"
Satoru seemed to recall something terrifying, remembering, "Some people can suddenly disappear from one place and appear in another."
Psychic.
Li Liang realized that Zhuosi directly joined the team of psychics.
joint action.
It's no wonder that they can not only know about sitting around and things, but also be able to assemble lethal weapons like howitzers.
Zhuosi ended up personally, what was the inducement?
Li Liang quickly said without having time to think deeply, "Evacuate first and then talk."
However.
As soon as Satoru turned around, a long knife pierced his chest.
The powerful and heavy blade of the long sword sank directly into the ground, pinning Satoru to the ground.
Satoru, with blood splattered everywhere, even looked lucky to have survived the disaster on his face.
"So you're here?" a lazily voice sounded, and then two people turned out of the alley from the front.
bass.
The long knife flashed and returned to the speaking person's hand.
It was a thin man with a bare upper body and a bun.
"Altar Master!" Brother Shui's eyes widened, "Why do you..."
"Oh, Chen Yishui," the lean man smiled, "I remember you joined the organization very early, how could you betray us?"
Another short man wearing a bright red jacket with a cigar in his mouth said in a hissing voice, "Stop fucking nonsense and kill people to get things, so I can go back and do business."
Brother Shui looked desperate.
Any explanation of what happened is futile.
And he, magic... is the Altar Bishop, even if his soul weapon is full of spirit, he is far from the Altar Master's opponent.
The Altar Master walked forward step by step in a long and narrow way, with the blade looming at his side.
K pulled out the side of the dagger expressionlessly, and Old Tang was already slumped on the ground.
Li Liang looked quietly at the man called the Altar Master.
With his eyes closed, he saw the spirit forming a cycle within the main body of the altar without any leakage.
Taoism.
He felt the spirit in the double-ring ring again, and sighed with reserve. It seemed that he could only use another method.
Facing the altar leader, he looked casually and shouted, "Robot."
The voice was neither high nor low, as if greeting a friend at the next street corner.
Everyone was stunned.
Wearing a bright red jacket, the man chuckled, "You idiot, if you want to call the robot over, you should shout louder."
Li Liang shook his head, "No need."
Buzz~buzz~buzz~buzz…
