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Chapter 1625

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"She ….. What is she going to do?"

When Luo Qingchen disappeared into the corridor, Yu Xing Fan finally came back to his senses and looked at Su Cheng Yin beside him.

"I don't know." Su Cheng Yin was very calm. Perhaps it was because all the impossible things had happened on the same day.

Then no matter what happened next, she wouldn't be surprised.

Standing at the entrance of the hospital, she raised her right hand and the Phoenix Dance Sword appeared in her hand.

"Isn't a gun too merciful against a traitor of the motherland?" She narrowed her eyes and used her memory to find the direction of West Cliff.

[Ding, 500 exchange points has been taken. Successfully exchanged for teleportation. (Can only be used in this world.)]

Standing in front of the 'West Cliff' sign, she didn't forget to say a few words to the system.

This skill that I'm already so familiar with, when do you plan on turning it into a permanent skill like time and space freeze?

[System reply: There is a chance to obtain a permanent ability every ten worlds.]

He, he … … The thirtieth world. Since I'm out, I'll give you the traitor's location. I'm rushing back.

[Above Wu Mountain to the left.]

They went up the mountain?

[Yes.]

It seems like they were hiding from the local soldiers … …

Luo Qingchen walked up the mountain from a small path. Her steps were very light and the surroundings were terrifyingly silent.

Until — —

"I even set up a trap and you didn't kill him, how can you call yourself a militant?" A disgusting voice spoke in broken English.

The other side replied in fluent English, "A failure is a failure, the money I promised you can't be kept. Here is a small amount of money … …"

"Pei, you want to send father away with this bit of money, do you think I'm a beggar! After all, I'm still a platoon leader … "

"Kacha." The sound of a gun being loaded rang out. The militant leader Mike raised the gun to Lu Bo's head and said, "You have to know that I won't give you a single cent."

"You … …" Lu Bo wanted to say something, but with the gun pointed at his head, he could only admit defeat.

After that, he took the hundred thousand dollars from Mike's hand and said in Chinese, "I really have eight lifetimes of bad luck … …"

"Since you've taken the money, let's part ways here!" Mike snorted coldly. He picked up the box full of cash and planned to go down the mountain.

In the middle of the road leading up and down, a young girl in military green camouflage stood there.

She held the Phoenix Dance Sword in her right hand and leaned against the bright moon, her gaze incomparably cold.

"Who … Who … Don't be sneaky. Come out, or I'll shoot." Mike was obviously a little scared. After all, he had just blown up a city and killed so many people not long ago.

Now that a person had suddenly appeared in such a gloomy and uninhabited place, it was inevitable that they would feel nervous.

"You want to run after killing so many people? Have you asked the gods of this world?" Luo Qingchen suddenly raised her eyes, and her face instantly darkened, as if a storm was coming. The malice in her eyes almost froze everyone around her.

"You … Don't try to play tricks on me. I'm a f * cking traitor, so why would I be afraid of you?" Lu Bo, who had just finished counting the money, sneered. He raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, and fired eight consecutive shots in the direction of Luo Qingchen.

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