Countryside Magic Doctor

He Feng on one side looked at Xiali so quiet, and knew that he must have some moths to make. So he added more heart. Sure enough, he saw that Xiali was spitting out a turbid air, which made Xiali fall into a haze.

He Feng knew Xiali's idea after a little thought, and then immediately squatted down and blocked Xiali's mouth with an abandoned cloth. Xiali focused all his energy and strength on handling the poisonous gas at this moment. Naturally, he Feng didn't expect him to treat himself like this.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to be fragile and weak, and first shift He Feng's attention to other places, provinces and regions to deal with him.

He Feng smiled, then looked at Xiali, stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiali on the cheek, "Oh, you're really thinking about such a little trick." after that, he turned his head and looked at Han Li.

Han Li has been with He Feng for some time, so naturally he can quickly understand he Feng's thoughts, turn around and concentrate on cleaning up the small soldiers and pawns who are still in panic.

Han Li took out his M4 and immediately started shooting. The people opposite looked at his boss, who had been tamed. For a moment, he lost the backbone of the whole team and had to stand there foolishly.

Han Li took the opportunity to take a gun to solve many people, and then continued to kill them.

And here he Feng is still bit by bit, watching Xiali suffocate in his stomach because of suffocation and poison gas, which is about to die.

He Feng looked at it quietly. There was no wave or sympathy in his eyes. He had always been a man with clear distinction between good and evil. If others respected him, he would respect others in turn. But he didn't take the initiative to cause trouble on weekdays, which didn't prove that he was afraid of things. On the contrary, he has his own strength and ideas about these, just like a resting lion, but he is unwilling to argue with them for a moment.

Xiali was close to the end of his life. His eyes closed slowly, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth began to grow. The cold feeling spread to his whole body, which made him feel desperate. At the last time when he fell into darkness, Xiali finally looked at He Feng with hatred.

He Feng had no idea, but stood up cold and ignored Xiali's gradual death.

Looking at the desolation, the air is still full of the smell of blood. He Feng and Han Li made a simple plan and planned to go into the base to carefully find what they need and see if there is anything else of value to themselves.

Han Li followed He Feng and spit hard when passing Xiali's body.

Here, Smith is still drinking red wine leisurely on the helicopter, just like the bright red liquor like blood, shaking in the glass and sweeping the monitoring equipment nearby at will.

With a crisp bang, the glass in Smith's hand fell to the ground and broke to pieces. Expensive red wine was sprinkled on the floor and wet.

Smith watched all this carefully through monitoring, and then watched Han Li and he Feng kill Xia Li, their capable general.

For a moment, my heart was full of anger. Smith clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red, his face was slightly cyan, and he looked a little scary.

When he Feng and Han Lijin went to the secret base, they found the detainees.

He Feng was surprised for a moment. Most of the people in the cage were half dead. They basically lowered their heads like wooden people. They didn't know what they were thinking. They were covered with blood. They seemed to have no perception of all the sounds from the outside world.

It's like a walking corpse.

He Feng tried to wake up the people who had been imprisoned for a long time. "You..." said, and Han Li planned to open the lock that locked the cage.

Smith on the helicopter could no longer contain his anger when he saw it here. Instead of being released by He Feng, he might as well destroy it himself.

On this thought, Smith made up his mind, took out a flashing red remote control from his windbreaker pocket, and then pressed it gently.

In this way, the remote control symbolizing the self destruction device opens the self destruction setting of the base.

He Feng and Han Li are almost able to crack the password lock of the base. At this moment, he Feng's forehead is also full of sweat, constantly thinking about how to crack this somewhat complex password.

Suddenly, everything in front of me began to shake, and the cage containing all kinds of human test objects began to burst out inexplicable light and the sound of about to explode.

Although he Feng knew that this was a warning of the imminent danger of explosion, he still wanted to save these people.

Han Li quietly felt the shock of the whole base, and then told he Feng, "boss, we must run out within ten seconds, otherwise the base has been started by someone. We... Ah, be careful!" he dragged He Feng, who is still trying to unlock.

He Feng frowned. They won't solve this program at all, because the repairers can't do it. They are not programmers or bomb dismantlement experts. It's okay. Who will take care of this and can only watch it happen.

Both of them were disheartened with mud, and their clothes were damaged to varying degrees. They looked a little embarrassed. Fortunately, they were not hurt. They were fine.

Smith looked at all this and hated He Feng very much, not only because he wanted to let go of his human experiments, but also because he lost a lot of things by pressing the self destruction button.

Countless materials have been lost because of this incident. Ito's eyes on one side are red. A large number of materials left by his grandfather are inside. Now they have been destroyed by He Feng. How can he not be sad?

Watching the surveillance video of snowflakes gradually floating.

Smith couldn't describe his anger and sadness in words at the moment. He just looked at He Feng in the camera and Han Li standing next to him. His eyes were filled with hatred.

Ito pointed to He Feng in the camera, took a look at Smith who was on the edge, and then explained his true identity, "in fact, he Feng is the legendary Oriental cultivator." after that, he quietly waited aside for Smith to react.

As soon as Smith heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he slowly reacted. If he Feng had such an identity background, what meaning does it mean.

At the thought of this, Smith knew that such people could not be provoked for himself, so the anger on his face immediately turned into uneasiness and sadness and stopped talking.