I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

When he was underground in Jinling, Yang Chenwu, the god of martial arts, was injured, and he has done his best to survive until now!

I really don't know what it's like now.

The sound of crying disappeared, and only the noise remained. It was estimated that he had abandoned the equipment and was running away.

"Hoohoho..."

"Martial God Yang Chenwu is here, who would dare to fight!"

The low roar seemed to be coming from a distance and seemed very weak.

"The base with more than [-] people is gone!"

Cai Jing stopped all movements and slowly retracted into the car seat with a low expression.

"Stop, who is in front! This is the gathering place in Zhoushan!"

When she was silent, she heard a cold voice from outside.

Chapter 280

In an instant, Xu Jia stepped on the brakes, and the Cayenne almost hit the big trailer in front.

Seeing nothing, Yang Hao and Cai Jing all pushed open the door and got out of the car, floating towards the front.

Passing over the large trailer, you can see a tall iron gate in front, which looks extremely heavy.

There were more than a dozen people standing above the gatehouse, assaulting with m95s in their hands, aiming at the convoy below.

The fleet of the Young Marshal's Army looks very good.

Each car has been modified to withstand ramming and has an automatic ejection system.

Thicker, harder.

It's like an armored vehicle, coming with a forcing momentum.

Moreover, after hearing the sound, the person who appeared from the carriage easily got on the roof to check the surrounding situation.

They are all wearing armor and holding cold weapons, which is in stark contrast to the modern vehicles below.

Just as they were looking at it, Li Longtao appeared in the f10 that opened up ahead and shouted loudly:

"We heard the broadcast, your Zhoushan gathering place needs the help of experts, so our young marshal is here!"

Li Longtao's shape makes Zhoushan's defense personnel even more impactful.

Holding a laser cannon with a strong sense of sci-fi in his hand, wearing a white cosmic radiation protection suit, he can't even see his eyes.

It seems that he is not from the same time and space as the many young marshals behind him.

He seems to be from the future, while the others are from ancient times.

I don't understand whether this strange combination was filmed or is it really a master.

However, at least the defensive state was lifted. When someone stepped forward and was about to make necessary inquiries, this sarcastic voice came from the gate:

"Hahaha, Zhoushan's beauties are really amazing. No matter what kind of cat or dog can be attracted, this team is definitely not filming a TV series? Crap!"

The voice was frivolous, not only despising Zhoushan, but also mocking the young marshal's convoy.

In this regard, several grumpy men in the Young Marshal's Army were all angry.

Fortunately, someone inside said very rudely:

"Lao Jiu, how many times have I told you that there are talented people in the world, shut up! Brothers of the military commander outside, I'm sorry, he just owes his mouth, I'll teach him a lesson!"

"Snapped!"

It sounds like a good old man, I don't know if he really slapped Lao Jiu or clapped his hands.

In their few words, Yang Hao had already walked to the front and looked at the tall gate of Zhoushan.

The two gathering places he entered seemed to be designed like this.

Perhaps the most vulnerable place in the gathering place.

Just as they were watching, six big men, all over 185 in height, wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying machetes around their waists, came over in unison.

A big man gathered in the crowd, with a black scorpion at the corner of his mouth, said coldly:

"I'm sorry, please remove the hot weapons. In our gathering place, ordinary people are not allowed to have hot weapons."

Seems uneasy about them and wants to collect heat weapons.

In response, Li Longtao at the scene put away the weapon very rudely, put it in the belt of the traveler, and said:

"We are here to help. If even the weapons are to be confiscated, there is really a t5. Who will stop you? Your head was kicked by a donkey?"

He was very dissatisfied and took away the weapon, which was like a tiger pulling its teeth. How could he still fight?

It's pure bullshit!

The six big men on the opposite side looked a little ugly, but they didn't give way. When they were about to speak, the one behind them rode a motorcycle and rushed past a group of people.

The leader picked up the face-sized axe, glanced at the strangely dressed young marshal, and said with unceremonious contempt:

"Hahaha, boy, why didn't you wake up? Hot weapons are not good for t1, who still uses them? Are you rubbish?"