Chapter 1625 Popular Singer: Hello, Major! (39)

"She...what is she going to do?"

It wasn't until Luo Qingchen disappeared at the end of the corridor that Yu Xingfan turned around and glanced at Su Chengyin next to him.

"I don't know." Su Chengyin was quite calm, perhaps because all impossible things happened on the same day.

Then no matter what happens next, she will no longer be surprised.

Standing at the door of the hospital, she raised her right hand, and the Phoenix Sword instantly appeared in her palm.

"To deal with the traitors of the motherland, wouldn't a gun be too merciful?" She squinted her eyes and found the direction of Xiyan based on the memory she had when she came.

[Ding—500 points of redemption value will be deducted, and the redemption will be instantaneous. (Only for use in this plane)]

Standing in front of the 'Xiyan' sign, she did not forget to chat with the system.

This kind of skill has been used by me with such proficiency, and I plan to become eternal like time and space.

[System reply: Every tenth plane has a chance to obtain permanent abilities. 】

Haha...the thirtieth plane. Now that I'm out, I'll reveal the traitor's location by the way, and I'll hurry back.

[Above Wushan Mountain on the left. 】

Did they go up the mountain?

【yes. 】

It seems that they are trying to avoid local soldiers...

Luo Qingchen walked directly to the mountain from the side path. Her footsteps were very light, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

until--

"I even set up a trap, but you didn't kill him, how can you have the nerve to talk about your own militants?" came a disgusting voice in broken English.

The other party responded in fluent English: "Failure is failure, and it is impossible to do it with the money you promised in advance. Here are some small amounts of banknotes..."

"Bah - you just want to send me away with this little money, you think I am a beggar! I am also a dignified squadron leader after all..."

"Click -" There was the sound of a pistol being loaded. The militant leader Mike raised his pistol and pointed it at Lu Bo's head and said: "You must know clearly that I can not give you a dime."

"You..." Lu Bo wanted to say something else, but with the gun pointed at his head, he could only give in.

The next second, he took away 100,000 US dollars from Mike and said in Chinese: "I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes..."

"You took the money, then let's go our separate ways here!" Mike snorted coldly, picked up the box full of banknotes, and planned to walk down the mountain.

In the middle of the road going up and down, there stood the voice of a girl wearing military green camouflage uniform.

She held the Feng Wu Sword in her right hand and leaned against the bright moon, her eyes extremely cold.

"Who... who... don't be sneaky and stand up for me, otherwise I will 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 in such a dark and deserted place, the sudden appearance of a person will inevitably cause mental stress.

"Have you ever asked the god of this world after killing so many people and trying to run away?" Luo Qingchen suddenly raised her eyes, her face suddenly turned gloomy, as if a storm was about to come, and the sinister look in her eyes almost made everyone around her angry. Freeze.

"You... stop pretending, I'm a traitor even if I'm so leisurely, I'm afraid of you." Lu Bo just finished counting the money with a sneer on his face, raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger, and pointed in the direction of Luo Qingchen Eight shots were fired in succession.

At this moment, there was only a "hiss" sound, and the bullet stopped straight in front of her, changed direction, and flew towards Mike's direction.