Chapter 720 (1/2)

Hearing the low laughter in the damaged interrogation room, Rong Wei's face was even more angry!

”Very good, very good, dare to resist arrest by force, you are the first in these five years!”

Rong Wei's voice gas has been out of tune, but her voice just fell, a huge shadow was thrown out of it.

Dada dada, a dense sound of bullets hitting the metal sounded, countless bullets from the fire flashed from the shadow, but it could not stop half a minute.

Several soldiers subconsciously fell to both sides, and the amazing dark shadow passed between them and crashed into the fallen shelf.

Poof!!!

Captain Wu Ju only heard the sound of spitting blood again from his side.

Then I saw that Xiang Shan, who was pressed under the pressure, was knocked out again.

This time, there was no object to buffer him. He only saw the mountain fly out horizontally, and fell to the ground seven or eight meters away.

One arm was raised with trembling hands, and it fell back again without any posture.

”Dead?”

Rong Wei trembles the voice to say.

The steel seats in the interrogation room were thrown out.

”No, the body data statistics of the curtain battle suit show that major Xiangshan is under excessive attack at the moment. At present, his chest is severely squeezed and his brain is seriously impacted. He has a temporary coma. His body index is within the safe range, but he has lost a little more blood.”

Captain Wu tapped on his helmet and reported the situation when he saw the release of the inner goggles.

He was also very puzzled about the fact that Colonel Xiang Shan had been hit in succession. The other side seemed to recognize him.

”Captain Wu, catch that man for me, regardless of life or death!”

Rong Wei cold voice said, ”I will report to the headquarters.”

After hearing this, Wu Ju stretched out his right hand and made a tactical gesture. The six teams of soldiers quickly searched for a shelter to enter the tactical offensive posture.

As his hand swung heavily, two groups of soldiers pulled the pulse trigger in their hands at the same time.

Dada, dense bullets form a barrage of bullets, pouring into the damaged hole.

At this time, no one knew that Mu fan, who was standing inside the interrogation room, held a steel edge about two fingers wide and about 1.2 meters long with edges and corners.

Just smashed the steel seat out, the only thing Mufan left was the steel edge on the back of the seat.

”I haven't used it for a long time...”

The tone of nostalgia rings, the deep blood red in the eyes flashed.

Mu fan backhand a button, that steel edge is directly suspended in the palm of the palm of the rotation.

You can cover Mu fan's whole body at this moment, and reach a most prosperous state! No one can describe Mu fan at the moment, it is as if from the deep fog in the cold.

And that pair of red eyes, like the return of the hell of death!

Once upon a time, the dark green eyes of drillmaster mohanda reappeared in his mind.

When the instructor named the fighter to teach his ancient fighting skills, when the instructor told him his real name, when the instructor wasted his soul power to teach Mu fan the understanding of his life.

The old and vicissitudes of the ballad has been in the deepest memory space for a flash in the pan, but at this time it is very clear in Mu fan's mind.

It belongs to the inheritance of mohanda spirit and belief

At the moment, Mu fan's quiet energy breath seems to be the essence of the general condensation, dissipation, tumbling.

His lips were slightly open, and his low voice recited from his throat, with maturity not in line with his age. Every word uttered perfectly matched mohanda's chanting syllables in his mind:

”I'm in the name of shadow”

”the dark shadow is steaming around me”

”I'm sneaking in the dark”

the tumultuous breath around him dissipates a little, and the whole person The breath in the last whisper, strange into a silent calm.

And that more and more clear ancient chant but prompted Mu fan with a wonderful gesture is still telling.

Every time Mu fan says a word, the breath on the body and the body combine more closely.

No one knows, even mohanda, who is in the state of deep sleep of soul, that Mufan has entered a perfect state of ”emptiness perception” by chance.

This is an extremely rare state of epiphany in their race. In this state, the perceiver's ability to understand the supernatural power will be greatly improved, and the speed of his practice will be thousands of miles every day.