The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 267
Chapter 290 Seven Strikes From Eight Sides, In Desperate Situation (For Subscription, Reward)
Gu Bei stretched out his right hand, grabbed it from the air, pinched Lieutenant General Nehwal's neck, and lifted his strong body of nearly two hundred catties abruptly.

Nehwal's bloody face was covered with air force, and he tried to break Gu Bei's right hand that was pinching his neck with both hands.

But Gu Bei's right hand was like an iron clamp, tightly locking his neck. No matter how hard Nehwal tried, he couldn't break Gu Bei's hand between his neck.

"You dare to kill the lieutenant general of the United States, the United States government will never let it go!"

Nehwal roared fiercely, his voice trembling, and he couldn't hide his horror.

Although he is a lieutenant general in the tenth district, his hands are covered with blood, he can be described as a ruthless character, but now that death is approaching, Nehwal, a tough man like him, has instantly turned into a sheep who is afraid of death.

Gu Bei didn't reject this guy's threat at all, exerted a little force with his right hand, and Nehwal's face immediately turned red, even turned purple, he had difficulty breathing, and his white eyes were bloodshot.

"You... what do you want to do, do you want to provoke a war between the two countries?"

Nehwal snapped.

He knows that begging for mercy now, specifying that there is no hope.

Perhaps, relying on the strong background of the United States and taking advantage of the deteriorating diplomatic relations between the two countries, this kid can be intimidated.

Take advantage of this to win a chance for yourself.

Although his direction of survival was correct, but he was helpless, what he met was not an ordinary spy, but Gu Bei.

Doomed, all calculations of Nehwal will be invalid.

"Do you want to live?"

Gu Bei grinned playfully, and was not frightened by Nehwal's words at all.

Although Gu Bei spoke Chinese, this guy could barely understand it.Perhaps, Nehwal's study of Chinese language was to prepare for the invasion of China after the Skynet operation.

I just didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Nehwal nodded quickly without hesitation: "Think, think, I want to live!"

Now Nehwal doesn't feel that begging for mercy will damage his image as a soldier, let alone a humiliation to his own country's soldiers.

Survival is the greatest.

"Operation Skynet, command center, tell me, and I will spare you!" Gu Bei's indifferent words came out, but there was endless indifference.

Nehwal was startled for a while, and at the same time understood that this man and woman were indeed here for the Skynet operation.

"I don't understand what your Excellency is saying!"

Nehwal was amazed at Huaguo's well-informed information. Huaguo was able to know about such a secret Skynet operation in the United States, and even sent such a master to destroy the Skynet operation.

Could it be that Hua's military advanced level has surpassed the military leader of the United States?
While Nehwal was shocked, he pretended to be confused, trying to get away with it.

"You will understand!"

The corner of Gu Bei's mouth suddenly showed a cold and strange arc, and his left hand quickly reached out, grabbing Nehwal's left arm, and pulling it hard.

"what!!!"

There was an extremely shrill scream, and a piercing pain struck. Nehwal watched helplessly as his left arm, from the shoulder, was torn off from the shoulder, including the tendons.

Murong Jingqi who was on the side didn't feel so scared when she saw Gu Bei killing people; but at this moment, seeing such a bloody and cruel scene, she felt a sudden discomfort in her chest.

She had never seen Gu Bei be so cruel, the kind of indifference that was almost cruel to the extreme, tearing off the arm of a living person.

Even if the other party is an enemy, if Murong Jingqi herself, she would never use such cruel means to deal with her. At most, she would give the other party a good time and kill her with one blow.

At this moment, Murong Jingqi almost couldn't hold back, she retched, quickly turned her pretty face, looked away, tightly covering her mouth with her little hand.

Make yourself as natural as possible.

However, in the eyes of Murong Jingqi, this vicious approach was extremely understated in Gu Bei's eyes, and there was not even a trace of emotion on his face.

"Ah...FU!CK...FUCCK!"

Nehwal rolled his eyes in pain, his body trembling and roaring.

"You're fucking dead. Even if this general dies, he won't betray my country!"

Nehwal seemed to know that he was born hopeless and his life was coming to an end, he yelled at Gu Bei.

"Well, I finally let this deity see a little bit of your blood!"

Gu Beifei was not angry, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes; as a soldier, serving the country, it didn't mean that Nehwal was qualified at the moment.

An admirable soldier.

Helpless, the positions of the two are different, and Nehwal's fate has long been doomed.

"Even if you don't tell me, this deity has a way to know!" Gu Bei's five fingers spread out into claws, and suddenly they clasped Nehwal's head, his expression still indifferent, "However, this deity can give you a happy death. A little bit of respect for the professional soldier!"

I saw Nehwal's expression contorted for a while, his bloodshot white eyes rolled frequently, and the horrific screams resounded throughout the desert.

After a few breaths, Nehwal's remaining three limbs suddenly dropped, his body twitched twice, and he gradually lost his breath.

His eyes were still full of fear.

At this time, the military power on the surface of the tenth district has completely disintegrated.

The soldiers were killed and injured countless times, and the remaining small group fled, and Gu Bei didn't bother to ask.

At this moment, the walled courtyard was in a mess, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and a strong smell of blood filled the entire space.

Everything means: a fierce killing battle has just been carried out here!A purgatory scene appeared in front of the two of them.

"Let's go!"

Gu Bei moved his hands behind his back, looking down upon Yan Di, who was like walking in purgatory.

"Where are you going?" Murong Jingqi hurried to catch up, wondering in her heart: this place has been destroyed, where else should I go?

Today, Murong Jingqi was so shocked beyond words that she saw what a real martial arts master is.

Even cannons and tanks can't hurt, what level Gu Bei's martial arts should be! ! !

"destination!"

Gu Bei spit out the three words indifferently, and continued to walk forward.

"Skynet Control Center?!" These words suddenly appeared in Murong Jingqi's mind. Could it be that he has found the location of Skynet's control?
However, just as the two of them took a few steps, there were sudden rumbling and vibrating sounds from all directions.

It was like the sound of gunpowder detonating, accompanied by the friction sound produced by rapidly piercing through the air, roaring towards the two of them.

Murong Jingqi was startled immediately, her eyes scanned her eyes, and her pretty face instantly turned pale: "Gu Bei... Missile..."

Eight fireworks flew rapidly from eight directions, forming an attack situation from all sides.

There were eight missiles, suddenly attacking from all directions, and the targets were Gu Bei and Murong Jingqi.

If any one of these eight missiles falls, it can level the entire surface of the tenth district.

The power of such eight pieces is already unimaginable!
"To deal with this deity, it's really worth it!"

Surrounded by spiritual consciousness, Gu Bei's expression was indifferent, and his eyes glowed strangely.

　One word: "ask for votes"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)