Chapter 1200 The Manor Screams

Underground in Gold Rush Town, a group of elite soldiers was tightly surrounding Jingren Jingcong.

Jin Jia personally led the team. At this time, he was waiting for Jing Li to identify the direction while looking at his watch anxiously.

On his chest, intermittent voices came from the communicator: "The owner is still... hiss... hiss... still stalling for time! You... hurry up..."

The space here is broken, twisted and folded. It is almost impossible to communicate just tens of meters underground.

"Copy that." Jin Jia whispered and looked at Jing Concrete again.

Beside him, several human soldiers were extremely anxious: "Is this guy reliable? He's just recognizing the way. Why is he so slow..."

Suddenly, Jing Li identified a direction: "This way, follow me closely and don't leave me too far!"

With that said, he turned around and strode away. Jin Jia and the others hurriedly followed, protecting him in the middle.

Behind Jin Jia followed a human soldier, carrying a black ball as big as a football on his back.

The ball was very heavy and had a shiny appearance. It was even oiled and waxed and kept spotlessly clean.

It can be seen that Bangchui takes great care of his feet.

After searching for so long, Bangchui finally found a foot with the right material, weight, and size. He polished it every day. When walking on the dirt, he always held the foot in his arms and walked on one leg. Jumping around, sometimes even putting on shoe covers.

Life is like this. Only when you lose it will you feel pity.

So when Zhuang Buyuan said he needed his feet, he looked reluctant, pursed his lips, made a grimace, and almost cried.

But he still suddenly felt the snot, took off the foot, handed it to Zhuang Buyuan, tilted his head, sniffed and said: "Take it! Bangchui is very brave, Bangchui doesn't cry!"

Bangchui, who said he was not going to cry, actually held back his tears, even though his nose was almost red from holding it in.

But don't cry! If you don’t cry, don’t cry!

Outside Gold Rush Town, between the two armies, there was a loud "boom", and Zhuang was not far away and was knocked away again.

Blood spurted out from his mouth like a broken bag.

"Death! Die!" Shuai Suo caught up with Zhuang Buyuan and punched him again. Zhuang Buyuan flew out laterally.

Lockup caught up with him like lightning. Zhuang Buyuan was like a ball, flying around, and blood was like mist, covering the surrounding space.

"Death, you should die!" Golden Hammer roared loudly in the battlefield factory.

In the manor, the servants and residents were all busy.

Zhuang Buyuan and the soldiers on the front line are fighting. They don't know what they can do. They can only do their best and do logistical work.

It's just that everyone is entangled and worried in their hearts, always thinking about the battle ahead.

Liu Jinge lingered outside the door not far from Zhuang for a long time, wanting to do something, but he was always too worried to do anything.

He could only tidy up Zhuang Buyuan's slightly messy desk over and over again in Zhuang Buyuan's room.

As the manager of the manor, he was not a combat professional. It was really terrible to feel that he could not help at this time.

Suddenly, he heard a small clicking sound.

A crack started to spread from the bottom of the master room.

"Fa...what happened?"

Before Liu Jinge could say anything, he heard a burst of exclamations from outside!

Liu Jinge rushed out of the master room in a hurry, then raised his head in shock.

In the sky above the manor, cracks appeared.

The space of the manor is like an eggshell, which is being cracked into lines at this time, and it seems that it will break in the next second.

In the sky, Zhuang Buyuan's shadow slowly emerged.

"The manor is me, and I am the manor" in "Building God's Power" is a two-way street.

It brings the manor owner and the manor closer together.

While the manor provides strength to the manor owner, it will also be damaged by the manor owner's physical condition.

When one is prosperous, both are prosperous; when one is lost, both are harmed, that's it.

At this time, Zhuang Buyuan was on the verge of death.

Zhuang Buyuan's figure appeared on all the courtyards and buildings in the manor.

This is the manor's warning to all servants and soldiers that the manor has reached a critical moment of life and death!

The time has come when everyone must protect the manor and fight to the death for the owner of the manor!

It wasn't just the master room that started to crumble, but all the buildings in the manor were slowly crumbling.

The more than ten restored pyramids in Blue Stone Leaf Manor are one of Zhuang Buyuan's most important sources of power. At this time, spider web-like cracks are beginning to appear.

In the Void City, in the Huanshan Grand Tunnel, suddenly, the earth shook, dust fell, and even rocks rolled down.

The vehicles in the tunnel stopped subconsciously. They raised their heads, only to find that at some point, the top of the tunnel was no longer a lighting strip, but nothingness.

Above the void, a familiar figure was fighting a behemoth.

Many viaducts in Xu City were shaking violently, and the vehicles on the bridges seemed to be bounced up.

"What...what's going on? This...is this an earthquake?"

At that moment, the bridge deck seemed to disappear. Through the bridge deck, they saw Zhuang Buyuan being slapped away by a huge palm under the empty ground.

Soon someone recognized Zhuang Buyuan.

"Then...is that the owner of the village?"

"Is it Mr. Zhuang?"

"How come...is this some new movie promotion?"

"No, no...this feeling..."

On the screen, every time Zhuang Buyuan received a blow, the bridge would shake violently.

Zhuang Buyuan's skin was cracked like a turtle shell, and blood seeped out from under the skin. On the bridge deck, cracks grew from small to large, as if the entire bridge was about to collapse.

The cracking sound of "click, click, click" kept ringing.

At the same time, cracks began to appear in all the projects that the manor had participated in. Whether it was the subway in Yancheng, the canals in the East Central region, or the factories in Green Island Port, they all began to collapse.

And in this building, or above the building, a picture of Zhuang Buyuan appeared almost at the same time.

The "power of building gods" closely connects the manor owner with the buildings, which is like giving life to the buildings. At this time, these buildings are mourning, dying, and struggling.

This feeling seems to spread through the building itself.

That kind of sadness and solemnity enveloped almost everyone.

"Quick...run!" Someone desperately left his car and ran under the bridge and out of the tunnel.

But there were still people who stared blankly at the scene in front of them, extremely shocked.

Suddenly there was a "bang" sound, a pillar of the overpass broke, and the bridge deck tilted slightly.

But that's all.

The other pillars are still standing there with extraordinary tenacity.

It was like being beaten into a closed hand, Zhuang Buyuan, who was not human.

He was bruised and bruised, but he refused to admit defeat!

We...will not lose!

But no matter how strong your faith is, it is useless when faced with absolutely overwhelming strength.

After locking in a series of combos, he grabbed Zhuang Buyuan and held him between his hands.

"Give me...blast!"

The huge palms closed suddenly!

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.