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Chapter 700: Vulnerable! Joining forces [2 more]

The two young men then turned their gaze to Ye Wanlan and frowned at the same time.

Where did Ye Xingli find a female mercenary?
But it didn't work.

Even those on the mercenary list would not be their opponents.

The strong ones on the list are, after all, just mortal bodies. Even if they are injected with genetic drugs and other reagents, they are still human bodies.

But they are different.

They have received the blessing of the tower master, and no matter how powerful a mortal is, he is nothing more than an ant that they can strangle to death with ease.

Double swords?

Only those conservative people in China would use such cold weapons.

Indulging in the glory of past martial arts will eventually lead to self-destruction.

"I'll kill Ye Xingli, and you kill this female mercenary." The young man who came out first stepped forward, "Quickly decide the outcome, and bring the head to the tower master."

Another young man smiled cruelly: "That's right, let's leave the body for us to study."

"Not bad." The leading young man nodded with satisfaction, "It should be--"

He didn't finish his words because something cold scratched his throat.

Then, blood gushed out like a waterfall, and in an instant the blood turned into a river.

The young man's eyes widened, his head was extremely stiff, and he raised his hands in disbelief, covering his neck, but only more blood flowed, and even the possibility of self-healing was wiped out.

What kind of weapon is this?
What speed is this?

Who is this girl?!
However, no one can answer this question.

Anyone who had seen the Shadow Sword disappeared from this world.

Neither of them expected the outcome to be like this.

In their imagination, they could chop off the heads of Ye Wanlan and Ye Xingli while chatting and laughing.

But in the end, both of them had their throats cut and could only watch their lives slip away.

"Talking too much nonsense can be fatal." Ye Wanlan looked down at him, "Since your tower master has never taught you, I will teach you this lesson."

The two young men died unwillingly.

Ye Xingli stared blankly at the girl holding two swords, and his worldview was greatly impacted at this moment.

This...is this the end?

"It's very strange." Ye Wanlan said slowly.

Ye Xingli repeated subconsciously: "Strange?"

Ye Wanlan said: "They are not Atlanteans, but their physical strength is beyond that of humans."

Ye Xingli was surprised: "Could it be that there is a third race in our world?"

"No, they are human." Ye Wanlan said calmly, "But their bodies have been transformed by something. If nothing unexpected happens, it was done by the master of the Tower of Tongtian. Hurry up and save Mr. Yuan."

Ye Xingli finally came to his senses and rushed forward to rescue the unconscious Dean Yuan from the cage.

Ye Wanlan immediately took out the pill and stuffed it into Dean Yuan's mouth, then quickly inserted seven silver needles into his several important acupoints.

However, doing all this is not enough!

"The situation is very bad." Ye Wanlan said quickly, "You must seek medical attention immediately!"

The three pills she fed Dean Yuan could only keep him alive.

A person lives on his breath, and he must keep his life before the breath fades away.

Ye Wanlan sent a message in the group without thinking.

[YN]: @The Richest Man in the World, Little Kerry, I need a plane equipped with the best medical facilities. This plane will be leaving for Yunjing in thirty minutes.

【The richest man in the world】：Got it.
Ye Wanlan breathed a sigh of relief
For Dean Yuan, the Global Center has become completely unsafe and has become a death row cell.

She must transfer Dean Yuan to a safe place as quickly as possible.

But time waits for no one, and Dean Yuan also needs treatment as soon as possible.

The only person who could move all kinds of medical equipment onto the plane within 30 minutes was Christine, the president of the World Bank. "Let's go." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan on his back and retreated from the electronic prison.

"Sister YN, let me do it." Ye Xingli finally put his mind at ease. "You've been fighting all the way. You need to rest."

"No, Xingli, you can't follow." Ye Wanlan said coldly, "You should know that everyone who has seen you here is dead, so you have never been here, understand?"

Ye Xingli's mind seemed to be hit hard by something and trembled violently.

"I will let Ling Yunzhan and Wen Chaosheng help you forge an alibi." Ye Wanlan carried Dean Yuan on his back. "Although I said I can't avoid it, so I'll fight, but——"

She paused and said, "You must be strong enough to continue fighting."

Ye Xingli only felt his scalp tingling after hearing these two very calm sentences.

He exhaled slowly, "I understand, Sister YN."

Dean Yuan was rescued and he was the most suspicious.

Ye Wanlan had already thought of things for him that he had not even considered.

"It's a pleasure to work with you." Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows. "I've also found an excuse for you to come to Shenzhou to visit Mr. Yuan. Shenzhou University will soon send students to Yunjing University. You can just follow them then."

"Okay." Ye Xingli bowed to Ye Wanlan very solemnly, "Sister YN, I'll leave the teacher to you!"

"Don't worry." Ye Wanlan murmured, "The King of Hell cannot take away this precious national treasure."

Every step of this operation was within her plan, but it just went too smoothly.

According to her estimation, the master of the Tower of Babel should have sent a new group of people here, but he didn't.

Ye Wanlan narrowed his eyes. Could it be that something was trapping the Master of the Tower of Babel?

Or, who is it?

**
At the same time, the Tower of Babel.

After waiting for a long time, the master of Jidao still did not show up. Even though the young man had great patience, he could not wait any longer.

"There are still ten seconds until the agreed time." The young man said coldly, "If your Taoist master doesn't show up within these ten seconds, then-"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Right Guardian: "What's the hurry? What's the hurry? You said there are still ten seconds left. Have the ten seconds been reached?"

The young man's face turned green and he looked extremely angry.

But just when he was about to say something, the Left Protector interrupted him.

"Of course not." The left protector said slowly, "Five, four - three, two, one!"

"Shh-"

The wind blew, and a figure appeared.

When they saw the person coming, the right and left protectors immediately threw all the melon seed shells at the young man.

The two men knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Subordinates pay homage to the Taoist Master!"

From the outside, although the man was wearing a mask, one could still tell from his figure and steps that he was a very young man.

He is elegant and noble, and has a certain otherworldly and independent temperament, like a camellia swaying in the wind on a snowy mountain.

But if you look closely, you can feel the suppressed darkness and violence in him, which makes people dare not look at him closely.

The young man with a head full of melon seed shells had no time to get angry. He looked horrified, with residual fear in his eyes.

The Tower of Babel is heavily guarded, with many guards on each floor, and each floor is stronger than the last.

Even he didn't know how strong the guards on the top floor were.

Even the major forces in the global center would not be able to sneak into the Tower of Babel silently.

But the extremely young man in front of him did it.

He didn't even notice when this young man appeared!

Yan Tingfeng flicked his sleeves and said calmly: "Let your tower master come to see me."

He didn't say "please", he said "let".

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