The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 395
boom!
The luxury door of pure solid wood, under the light of the sword, suddenly collapsed in the blink of an eye, and a large amount of sawdust, like an explosion, exploded towards the surroundings, and some even carried terrifying energy, inserted into two on the side wall.

Then I saw a wall-like, extremely hard stainless steel gate appearing in front of my eyes.

The sword light was like a shuttle, after smashing the outer solid wooden door, it continued to move forward without any pause, and chopped on the first steel gate.

boom!
The loud noise shook the sky, and it felt like the whole building trembled at this moment, which was amazing.

The [-] cm thick steel plate is indeed hard enough, even if Lin Yang's sword light cut it open, it took a full second.

Then, a huge crack appeared on the first gate, very clear, like the traces of cutting on tofu with a steel knife.

And at this moment, in the room, Jiro Okamura looked at the huge fish tank that was stained red with blood, and suddenly heard a shocking roar, the ground trembled under his feet, he turned his head suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.

"Damn, it's here so soon!"

With a curse in his mouth, he didn't dare to hesitate, and ran towards the entrance leading to the roof of the top floor.

On the roof, it is extremely spacious, and there is no problem in parking a helicopter.

However, at this moment, the sky was still silent, and there was no sign of the helicopter.

"Qing Muchuan, where is the helicopter, you fucking don't play tricks on me, if I get caught by that kid, I will tell you your location without hesitation."

Okamura Jiro dialed Aokigawa's phone again and said loudly.

At this moment, the threat of death was under his feet, he was nervous, hesitant, irritable, and violent, he didn't care about Aokigawa's status as the chief, his face was full of cruelty and viciousness.

If the helicopter really can't arrive as soon as possible, he will really tell Lin Yang the location of Qingmuchuan without hesitation.

"Don't worry, it's almost here, I'll give you another reminder."

On the phone, Aokigawa said hastily.

At this time, Okamura Jiro was in fear, and he didn't care about that much.

"Okay, hurry up the fuck, in another 30 seconds, that kid will definitely break through all obstacles and appear in front of me."

Without saying any more nonsense, Jiro Okamura hung up the phone directly, took a deep breath, and looked towards the sky, the anxiety on his face was not concealed at all.

Lin Yang was too terrifying, he couldn't be killed with missiles, such a character, such an enemy, how could it not make him afraid, frightened, and nervous.

He doesn't want to die yet, the great time, and wants to enjoy decades more.

And as long as he doesn't die, the headquarters can be built again if the headquarters is gone, and if the subordinates are gone, they can be found again.

But if he dies, it's game over.

Rumble!
Finally, three seconds later, the roaring sound of the helicopter's wings rotating at high speed appeared in the sky.

A smile appeared on Okamura Jiro's anxious face immediately, and his heart became a little calmer.

Finally waited.

He was saved.

The helicopter came directly above the building, landed slowly, and finally landed on the roof of the building.

Without the slightest hesitation, Okamura Jiro ran straight towards the helicopter.

For him, every second is a race against death.

But at this moment, in the narrow passage on the thirteenth floor, the fifth steel gate, under Lin Yang's sword, directly turned into two halves, and flew into the room.

Then, hundreds of tons of steel fell on the precious carpet, causing earth-shattering vibrations, which made Jiro Okamura's complexion suddenly changed when he rushed to the helicopter, and his eyes showed extreme horror.

It was only a blink of an eye for Lin Yang to break through the barrier he set up and climb onto the rooftop.

"Quick, get the helicopter up."

He rushed into the helicopter cabin in one step, and shouted at the soldiers driving the helicopter in front.

And in the engine room, there are seven or eight soldiers, with bazookas on their shoulders and machine guns on their backs. They are all loaded with live ammunition, and their faces are serious. They probably know very well in their hearts that the enemy they will face today is extremely terrifying.

Almost as soon as Jiro Okamura's roar fell, the helicopter pilot pulled the joystick hard, and the helicopter's propeller suddenly increased its speed, leading the helicopter to slowly lift off the ground and head towards the sky.

Seeing the helicopter gradually leaving the ground and heading towards the sky, Jiro Okamura let out a sigh of relief. No matter how fast Lin Yang was, it was impossible for him to be faster than the helicopter.

What's more, the helicopter was flying in the sky, how could he catch up with Lin Yang.

Lin Yang held the fish-scale long sword in his hand, and finally arrived belatedly. He walked up to the roof and looked up to see that the helicopter carrying Jiro Okamura had reached an altitude of [-] meters from the roof. Jiro Okamura was at the cabin hatch , with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and resentment in his eyes.

"Want to leave? Even if you go to heaven or earth, it is absolutely impossible in front of my Emperor Ziyang."

Seeing the helicopter getting higher and higher in the sky, Lin Yang snorted coldly.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he threw the long sword in his hand, lifted his feet, stepped forward, and stepped directly on the blade of the long sword. The whole person and the long sword turned into a meteor light, and rose towards the helicopter. Empty direction, go quickly.

Jiro Okamura, who has been lying on the cabin hatch, was stunned when he saw this scene, almost excited to swear, how could this be possible, how could people fly in the sky without the help of an airplane?
Moreover, Lin Yang's speed was very fast, almost one breath, he reached the level position of the helicopter, stepped on the flying sword, looked at Jiro Okamura at the door of the cabin with a sneer, raised his palm, and pointed like a sword.

"Fire, fire, kill him, kill him!"

Seeing Lin Yang raising his sword finger, as if he was going to make a move, Jiro Okamura was so frightened that his three souls came out of his body, his face turned pale immediately, and he yelled at the eight soldiers with live ammunition in the cabin.

At this moment, he is super scared.

Lin Yang was too terrifying. He couldn't forget the scene of rocket bombs and mortar bombardment. The power of one person was already against the sky, he was a demon god.

The eight soldiers also looked dignified. Without the slightest hesitation, they directly opened the window of the helicopter cabin, stretched out the rockets and machine guns, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A huge roar sounded in the sky.

Rockets and bullets headed towards Lin Yang in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the soldier in the co-pilot's seat also quickly opened the helicopter's own cannon. The huge cannon barrel continuously sprayed shells and bombarded in the direction of Lin Yang.

Suddenly, the entire sky roared continuously, and bullets and shells covered all directions of Lin Yang's body.

However, Okamura Jiro knew that it was impossible for such a small amount of artillery fire to cause the slightest harm to Lin Yang.

He anxiously urged: "The helicopter should hurry up, hurry up, we must get rid of this person, so that he cannot catch up, otherwise all of us will die... all of us will die."

At the end of his words, the veins on his face were bulging, his face was red, and his voice was hoarse due to the exertion.

(End of this chapter)