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At this critical moment, Uncle Zhang, who had been controlled by two foreign soldiers, suddenly stretched his legs and kicked out the many decorations placed on the antique shelf beside him!

Antique ceramics, cloisonné vases, countless fragments flew straight to the head of the bed where Cheng Liuli was lying.

Chu Yilun didn't even look back. The two skilled bodyguards beside him had already waved their fists and feet, forming an airtight barrier, blocking all the porcelain fragments to the ground.

"Master Hao! Run away!" Uncle Zhang's old voice hadn't finished yet, the guns and bullets around him all changed directions, and there were countless bangs, and his body was shot into a blood sieve!

And his efforts were not in vain. In that short moment, Ye Sihao rolled over and touched a switch somewhere. The corner of the room suddenly collapsed, swallowing him into a deep tunnel.

The corner of the wall was restored immediately, and it was as solid as gold.

A group of people smashed, kicked, and shot in the room, and the tunnel seemed to disappear out of thin air.

The last soldier used a miniature bomb, and finally blasted a hole in the corner of the wall, exposing|exposing the entrance of the tunnel.

The authentic design is ingenious, it is in the shape of a curved slide, and it should slide to the ground along the direction of the villa.

From the entrance of the tunnel, the sound of running water could be vaguely heard. There was no doubt that this tunnel led directly to the sea. After they delayed for such a long time, Ye Sihao should have escaped long ago.

While everyone was busy, Chu Yilun didn't even turn his head. Cheng Liuli was lying in his arms. His arms were so gentle. unknown emotions. ． ． ． ． ．

Like reluctance, like pity, like joy, like anger. ． ． ． ． ．

It seems to contain all kinds of emotions in the world, and it seems to be determined to destroy the whole world!

"Report Your Majesty, the tunnel is directly connected to the sea, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the surname Ye ran away..."

A man who looked like a general knelt on the ground and reported in a low voice.

A cold light flashed in Chu Yilun's eyes, and he raised one hand, a silver six-pointed star hidden weapon flew out, sneered across the man's neck, and flew back into his hand after a bend.

Two seconds later, blood gushed out from the man's neck. It was a thin stream, not turbulent, but spurted out due to blood pressure. It looked extraordinarily bloody and frightening!

The man covered the wound with his palms in horror, his feet were limp and he fell to his knees, his voice trembling, "Your subordinate, you should be damned!"

"Have you not thanked His Majesty for not killing you? Have you forgotten what your main task is for this operation? You have brought so many people and yet you let Ye Sihao run away!"

Next to him, a middle-aged Western European man in a housekeeper's uniform spoke displeasedly. It was Chu Yilun's housekeeper Sam who never left him.

"Yes, yes, this subordinate knows his mistake!" The man kowtowed, "This subordinate will send someone to chase after him!"

Dozens of soldiers jumped into the tunnel one after another, each with guns, flippers on their feet, and miniature oxygen tanks on their backs.

Chu Yilun took out a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured some white powder into it, and covered the injured part of Cheng Liuli's palm.

Then, as if he mustered up his courage, the white hand grasped the handleless dagger, his fingers trembling slightly. ． ． ． ． ．