fifth form

Chapter 1678: The Fall of the Familiar

There was one more corpse at the main gate of Jianing Palace.

As two more qualified lurkers, Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng did not move.

After briefly responding to Jiang Feng, the two did not get up and continued to lie there.

If the whispered conversation between Zhang Xuezhou and others had not been heard, it would have seemed that the rioters who were chasing Jiang Feng suddenly lost their footing and were then killed by Jiang Feng.

This kind of accident is hard to guard against, and it also explains the outcome of the battle.

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng did not stand up. Zhang Xuezhou believed in Ren Yisheng's judgment on risk crises, and Ren Yisheng also believed in Zhang Xuezhou's perception of risk crises.

If you are not sure enough, it is safer for both of you to lie down now.

Tourists can become rioters, and perhaps there are rioters among the task force surrounding the Louvre Palace.

And the hidden rioters are hard to guard against.

Zhang Xuezhou and others knew the situation, and Jiang Feng obviously knew that he either had to act like a lieutenant and lie in ambush, or he needed to keep moving, making it difficult for guns aimed from behind to lock on him.

She exchanged only a few words with Zhang Xuezhou and the others, and then she jumped up slightly and swayed back and forth behind the main pillar of the Jianing Palace.

It was not until a bullet flew from nowhere and hit the pillar that Jiang Feng, still frightened, squatted down, rolled over and moved to another place.

"Which direction?"

"At the corner of the eaves on the top of the hall!"

The two people lying at the main entrance of Jianing Palace also made a judgment at the same time.

Jiang Feng didn't see clearly where the bullet came from, but Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng clearly sensed the location.

This was a rioter who was hiding in a high place and shooting with a snipe. Perhaps he saw that Jiang Feng lacked physical strength and was eventually lured into shooting, but the opponent's bullet missed the target.

After a cold shot was fired, the other party hid back again.

If there are no special circumstances, the other party will still lurk and wait for an opportunity.

"Ah~"

Jiang Feng realized what was happening later and screamed in panic, then rolled over and hid behind a pillar.

She was not a young person who had just come out of the blue. She knew the situation of Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng, and then quickly took the bait.

Jiang Feng’s mission was not to kill the opponent, but to lure the opponent out and bring him into Ren Yisheng’s attack range.

If guns still have the possibility of striking and dodging, encountering a range lock by anyone will only lead to death.

She screamed in panic and then cursed, as if she was hysterical because she couldn't bear the blow.

"The descendants of the big families in Xijing City are just like this..."

A low voice sounded, almost like the King of Hell demanding his life.

But Jiang Feng knew very well that the other party was just like the King of Hell.

There was a sound of something falling from above the pillar. Jiang Feng didn't even raise her head, she reached out and grabbed upwards.

The falling body then landed in her palm, and she quickly grabbed and squeezed it, breaking the man's throat.

Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and pushed, and there was one more corpse at the entrance of Jianing Palace.

The genetic weapon that was like a suction cup was still in the opponent's hand, and there was also a pistol on his waist, but the middle-aged man with a livid face could no longer utter a sound.

The other person's body slowly curled up, and then fell to the ground and died, taking his last breath.

"Fourth sequence, a very typical military killing style, but still a bit long-winded, high stealth level, but poor mentality!"

Lying on the ground, Ren Yisheng whispered his judgment.

The distance from the main hall of Jianing Palace to where he was lying was only eighteen meters. This was the range that Ren Yisheng could use to target sixth-sequence people. If a fourth-sequence person stepped in, it would mean certain death.

A simple attack can easily produce results.

Ren Yisheng was not worried about the exhaustion of spiritual strength caused by repeated blows.

He has deterrent strikes, he also has the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique, and more importantly, he also has Zhang Xuezhou, a substitute with similar strength.

For Ren Yisheng, he could almost launch a profligate attack at the moment, and any opponent who stepped into the attack range could be rewarded with a deterrent or dragon-elephant fighting technique.

He was in a very good state of mind at the moment. In this kind of confrontation, unless it was a crazy fight on the front line, whoever moved first in their area would die first.

"Professor Ren, can you assist the committee?"

"They were throwing grenades randomly, I couldn't handle it, and it was hard to tell who was the enemy and who was the enemy, so I couldn't help!"

When Jiang Feng asked again in a low voice, he also got an answer.

She looked at the increasing number of task force members outside the Louvre Palace, the quickly transferred non-commissioned officers from Xijing City, and the rocket launchers that were constantly aiming and striking. It was difficult to tell how many of them were truly her own people and how many were in the rebel camp. If there was no real core interest binding, it would be very easy to become a rebel.

This even includes those eliminated by the big families in Xijing City.

Whenever war breaks out and things become uncontrollable, it will become difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

In the war in Zhang Xuezhou's other world, it was rare for True Self Realm cultivators to be hacked to death by soldiers, but it did happen. There were also many rumors involving Self-Only Realm cultivators and Divine Power Realm cultivators dying at the hands of unknown soldiers.

Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou obviously have strong abilities, but this is why they did not rush forward at the moment.

"Let's continue to lure the enemy," Zhang Xuezhou said, "It would be better if more people get involved. The professor can take charge of the entire 50-meter radius around Professor Ren, including those in the sixth sequence!"

"Then I'm going!"

Jiang Feng didn't waste any more questions. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took out her communicator and sent several messages in succession. Then she put the communicator back and moved around the Jianing Palace in an irregular manner.

"I feel like I'm being used as a target," Ren Yisheng sighed in a low voice.

"We can also lie down," said Zhang Xuezhou.

“Forget it, forget it. I’ll take the blame for killing the sixth-sequencer, but you have to intervene when I really need help.” Ren Yisheng said, “I’m a little slow in releasing the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique, so it’s difficult for me to respond quickly!”

"That's no problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He reminded Jiang Feng, who would obviously inform the elders about the matter.

If Jiang Chao and others encounter force majeure, this place will be a place for them to take refuge and fight back.

But whether Jiang Chao and others have the opportunity to read the communications while fighting the enemy is another matter.

Several minutes passed, and at that moment only Jiang Feng played twice.

Zhang Xuezhou and Ren Yisheng waited in boredom until a few minutes later, when Zhen Mei came running in in a panic, and then they started to take it seriously.

"Zhen Mei performed better than Jiang Feng. Both her figure and behavior were very consistent with the running posture," Zhang Xuezhou praised.

"She is not acting. She has encountered an enemy she cannot resist. Even her companions have died." Ren Yisheng corrected him, "Next time you observe her, you must pay attention to the micro-expressions on her face. That is not something that can be achieved through acting!"

"Professor, save me!"

After stepping into the Jianing Palace, Zhen Mei was about to run towards the main entrance area of ​​the Loufu Palace in panic, but she turned around and ran towards the Jianing Palace instead.

She screamed in panic, and it was obvious that her life was hanging by a thread.

"It's a shuttle raid!"

In his early years, Zhang Xuezhou pretended to be Ding Hao, who was good at swordfish's shuttle attacks.

This is a skill for naval warfare, which has limited effect on land and is not favored by Ding Hao.

However, the power brought by the enhancement of this genetic ability cannot be underestimated.

In a flash, a middle-aged man in tight white clothes appeared more than one meter behind Zhen Mei.

When he stabbed forward with the dagger in his hand without success, his body bent into a bow shape like a shrimp and tried to jump out again.

There is no change in pursuit in the middle. With just a flash, he can cross a distance of ten to twenty meters, or even pass directly through the opponent's body.

Zhen Mei had obviously seen the threat brought by the other party's attack, which led to her panic.

Her strength was one level higher than Jiang Feng's, but she had no power to fight back under such an attack. Even the inequality in sequence made it difficult for her to resist.

As she risked her life, she couldn't help but glance at the communicator hanging on her waist.

The communication information sent by Zhang Xuezhou is useless, but she must believe Jiang Feng's message.

As she stepped into the Jianing Palace area, the sharp cold light behind her cut through her clothes and almost stung her buttocks. Zhen Mei's heart was pounding and she almost thought she was going to die, but then she heard a snap.

When she looked back, she saw a middle-aged man in white kneeling on the ground with a dagger in his hand, and the dagger in his right hand was still in a posture of touching the crotch.

This attitude made Zhen Mei feel sick.

The other party's stabbing was so brutal that no man or woman could withstand it. Zhen Mei watched Wang Zetao die from being stabbed in the lower body.

Wang Zetao is the son of committee member Wang Yian, and was carefully trained by Wang Yian. However, he died beside Zhen Mei, and this kind of death made it difficult for Zhen Mei to accept it, and it almost broke through her psychological defenses.

"die!"

Seeing that the opponent's body was unable to move, and the blood flowing from the corners of his eyes seemed like some kind of struggle, Zhen Mei couldn't help but kick out suddenly, directly breaking the neck of this high-sequencer, and then kicked again, inserting the short blade in the opponent's hand into her own crotch.

"It's Ding Changhe from Pengding City. He has bet on both Xijing City and local forces!"

"Is he really Ding Hao's father?"

Ren Yisheng and Zhang Xuezhou discussed something at the entrance of Jianing Palace, and then fell silent again.