Xu Cheng noticed Spade's injury and said to him, "Senior Brother Spade, stop, let's leave!"
"No! I can still do it! If I leave, who's going to stop them? The seven masters of the Seven Deadly Sins, and each of them seems to have S + strength, and we only have the Four Kings. I can't retreat. "
He was right!
This was a problem that all the Dragon Division needed to consider. If it didn't involve heavy weapons and firearms, the masters of the Seven Deadly Sins would be really hard to deal with. But if a large number of troops were to participate, it would cause panic, and it would be bad for the security of Yanjing.
Tonight, if the Dragon Division couldn't make it through, then the existence of this division would need to be reconsidered.
Luo Yi, Li Wei, and the other aces of the other teams were all watching the surveillance in the underground base, and they were all speechless. Everyone felt a bit depressed and depressed.
If they were to face these masters one on one, they would have no chance of winning.
But seeing Senior Brother Spade still persisting even after getting blown up, Luo Yi directly stood up and said to the Strategist Group, "I want to ask the court to fight! I don't want to win, but I'm willing to cut off a piece of meat from them! "
The old man from the Strategist Group scolded, "Stop messing around, you guys aren't even on the same level. If even the four aces can't beat them, then you guys are just going to die. You have to know that 1 + 1 doesn't equal 2!"
On the screen, Xu Cheng, wearing a long cape and a golden clown mask, had already left and was heading towards where the Ace of Spades was.
The few old men from the Strategist Group all exclaimed, "Master! No! "
Xu Cheng said, "The Dragon Division has already lost a lot of members, we can't lose any more!"
The Strategist Group: "You can't come out! It's Little Brat in that van outside! If you don't come out, everything is still possible. But if you come out, do you think you can beat Little Brat? Someone has to be sacrificed. Don't go out, you are the last ace of the Dragon Division. The Four Kings and 12 Kings can all lose, but the Dragon Division can't be without the Dragon King! If they all lose, then according to the plan, we will lock down all the tracks above and below, and they won't be able to find their way in. They will leave sooner or later, and we can still regroup. "
Xu Cheng wasn't happy. "Soldiers would rather die in battle than die in humiliation. Then what's the difference between living like dogs? Bully the good and fear the evil? Anyone can be sacrificed, but I can't just watch them die without doing anything. If they can be sacrificed, so can I! "
Then, Xu Cheng directly pulled out his earpiece and threw it away!
"Sect Leader!" Everyone in the underground base was anxious.
Xu Cheng turned on his X-ray vision and directly headed in the direction of Spade A.
The Ace of Spades and Asmuntis confronted each other, and the latter sneered at him, "Sometimes, strength is not necessarily useful. Science can control you bunch of tricks!"
As he spoke, he fired at the Ace of Spades. Before the bullet reached the Ace of Spades, he pressed the detonator.
There was a loud bang!
There was another explosion. When the smoke dissipated, Asmuntis didn't remember to leave. He wanted to see if the Ace of Spades could stand up this time.
But after the dust dissipated, there was a figure standing in front of the Ace of Spades. He was holding an iron door that he had picked up at random and used it as a shield to block the explosion. His cape fluttered in the wind and he wore a golden clown mask on his face.
Asmuntis's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously asked his companions, "Guys, who can tell me what level the guy wearing the golden clown mask is?"
The other six companions immediately blurted out, "Is it golden?"
Asmuntis faintly smiled. "Yes, golden clown mask! Oh my god, I met their boss! "
Li Weidan was excited. "How strong is he? Where are you? "
Asmuntis: "I don't know, but I don't have any confidence in the Dragon Division anymore. I feel like they are all a bunch of cowards! Boss, did you hear that? I will take off this golden mask and give it to you. Isn't that what you have been waiting for? "
The old man sitting in the van narrowed his eyes. "How tall is he?"
Asmuntis: "1.9 meters tall."
The old man sighed. "You made me happy for nothing. Looks like he really died. This guy isn't that guy, maybe he's just a fake. Asmuntis, keep the clown mask on his face. Don't damage it, it's a symbol to me. "
Asmuntis: "Yes, Boss!"
Then, he put the gun back into the clip, twisted his neck, and walked towards Xu Cheng.
Xu Cheng said to Spade A behind him, "Back off!"
"Sect Master …" Spade A gritted his teeth.
"This is an order!" Xu Cheng scolded.
Only then did Spade A drag his injured body into the deep hallway and disappear.
Xu Cheng looked at Asmuntis and asked, "What does your face mean?"
"You don't know?" Asmuntis suddenly stopped. "Looks like I'm such a failure. I didn't even let my opponent remember my code name. Remember, my code name is …"
Whoosh!
Before Asmuntis's voice even finished, he felt a gust of wind, and then his neck felt cold. His brain temporarily lost its ability to think, and then a huge wound suddenly appeared on his neck, and a mouthful of blood spurted out like a fountain.
Asmuntis's eyes widened, and his mouth kept going, but no sound came out.
Xu Cheng wiped his blade and indifferently said to him, "I'm not interested in knowing your name, but remember, my name is' Mr. Clown '."
Then, Xu Cheng moved away, and Asmuntis's body slowly fell to the ground.
In the van, the old man who had been paying attention to the life indicators of the members of the Seven Deadly Sins suddenly noticed that Asmuntis's indicator had stopped jumping. His eyes slightly widened, and then the corner of his mouth curled up. That pair of dispirited eyes released a sharp gaze.
"Asmuntis is dead!" he indifferently said into his earpiece.
But in the ears of his six subordinates, they were all slightly shocked!
"Oh my god, he was still alive and kicking just now."
"That's right, half a minute ago, and now he's dead. I'm just curious, how many moves did that golden clown use to kill him? Don't tell me he died from his own explosion. "
"Boss, didn't the intel say that the Dragon King of the Dragon Division is dead? Who is this golden mask? Did we get tricked? "
Old man: "He's indeed dead, but the Dragon King already has a new candidate."
Speaking up to here, the old man's eyes let out a vicious gaze as he murmured, "Without my permission, whoever wants to be the Dragon King, I will kill them!"
Lucifer, who was fighting back and forth with Bei Shan, saw a golden cloak floating over. He bitterly smiled. "Who's near me? Come here, I won the lottery. I hope this guy isn't the Dragon King you guys are talking about!"
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