Chapter 193: Wufu 30

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There was a chaotic noise in the headset, and the sentence never took time to control whether it was a communication failure or some other reason. His brain was completely occupied by Lin Chen's appearance, and countless possibilities filled it, so that it looked like Let's blast.

One of the most alarming possibilities is:

If he can't save Lin Chen, what if Lin Chen has cut his neck with a knife?

At that moment, Xun Lian tasted a fear that he had never experienced in his life. He was nervous like when he first held a gun to kill, but the reality did not allow him to ponder his emotions or think about possibilities. Because he suddenly heard new news in the headset.

"Boss, that's the c4 explosive that detonates regularly, and it can't be stopped." In the headset, the voice of the wild boar also trembled with an imperceptible tremor.

"I see." Xun Conglian was sober for a moment, he immediately took up his gun, ran downstairs, and said to the person at the headset with a calm tone, "Zhao Hu, I'm going to the t2 floor to cover me . "

In the attic, the man who had just finished the killing was folding the silk scarf. When he heard this, he almost tore his lilac scarf in his hand: "Boss, what's the situation, don't take risks! Can you escape now if you rush over?"

The same sound was transmitted along the radio signal to several places where cover missions were being performed.

The dynasty was already sitting in the cabin, but the words of Xun Conglian surprised him suddenly.

There is a light screen in front of him, and there are changes in 7 points of light that represent each person's positioning. The red dot that represents the penalty really started to move quickly to the most dangerous area that is about to detonate: "Boss, calm down, what is going on? It's up! "

The virgin forest, startled by the explosion and the sound of gunfire, began to tremble uneasily, and black birds like clouds rushed to the sky, covering the sky as usual.

The dynasty looked at the factory area covered by the smoggy sky in the distance, and the sound of wind, masonry, occasional gunfire, and the sound of punishment from the company to the extreme came from the headset: "Lin Chen is in the building."

Suddenly, the dynasty also completely felt the feeling of cardiac arrest after electricity. After a short while, he shouted suddenly: "How is that possible, this is impossible, boss, don't be impulsive!"

"He's inside."

Like the sound of a cello played in the dark, the low voice of Xun Cong made the dynasty awake instantly. He firmly held the corner of the table and calmed himself down, but how could he be calm and his muscles were trembling with nervousness, why is this? It will happen!

"Dynasty, find someone to answer me, and the rest will retreat according to the original plan." Xun Conglian said again, the dynasty did not know why his boss could still speak in such a firm tone in this case, he took a deep breath In tone, I moved my eyes to the light screen and said, "Kang'an, keep your current position, move to t4 after 3 minutes, and take care of the boss."

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The race against time is more exhausting than expected.

A blast of gun sounded from behind his head, the sentence fluttered and rolled over a piece of rubble, the bullet stirred up a series of smoke and dust behind him, and a shrapnel shoved into his calf. In extreme chaos, any detail is deadly, but any attention to detail will slow him down.

"Zhao Hu!" Xun leaped from his turn and continued to run.

"Sorry Boss." The gunman lying on the high-rise building pulled the trigger at an unprecedented speed. He didn't even count the trajectory, and purely instinctively sniped all the men in this space who dare to stop running in life and death.

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