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Chapter 772 Su Mingan, give up.(2/2)

"boom!!!"

The high platform was torn apart, and all the scenes were melted into the brilliant white light, covering the figure of the god. Su Mingan did not wait for the gunfire to end, and immediately turned around and ran out.

He needs to contact the Mourinho team immediately, this is the only breaking point.

Since the gods appeared, Captain Mu has lost his voice, so he must stay away from the gods.

But it would definitely not work for him to run away rashly, as he would be caught. Only by letting the gods get into such trouble would he dare to escape.

"Ta, da, da, da."

He stepped through the water, stepped over the broken metal debris, and passed by the soldiers and players who looked at him in a daze.

The way they looked at him was mixed with confusion, confusion, anger, and sadness.

They seemed to be questioning silently————

Why are you running away?

Why can you escape?

"Bang!"

Su Mingan's expression remained unchanged, and he ran into a long corridor that was about to be destroyed. He didn't know where the corridor led, so he could only run out.

"Da da da."

The end of the winding and deep corridor could not be seen clearly. All he could see was darkness and a few puddles of water reflecting light on the ground. He ran hard in the corridor, his steps were heavy, dragging and biting his back.

There are hundreds of hoses, and they make a mute knocking and rubbing sound that reaches your ears.

Thirty seconds later, he quickly felt out of breath. The hoses made a harsh sound and were squeezing toward him. It must have been the gods who got rid of the gunfire and gave the order to attack him.

"Muslim team! Mushu team!" He called, but Mushu team still didn't respond.

The hose became tighter and tighter, as if a crimson giant swallowed him. The negative emotions of loneliness and despair rushed into his brain, as if his legs were tied and he sank into the deep sea. Only a long corridor like a black hole remained in front of him.

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For a moment, he had the urge to die and turn back. But if he had to do it again, he would most likely be completely destroyed by the new emotional resonance.

There are some things that even death cannot escape.

At this time, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the diagonal ground.

Su Mingan was alert and immediately retreated in the opposite direction. His five senses had long been lost, and the scene reflected in his retina was extremely hazy.

In the darkness, he couldn't see clearly who the other party was, but he must be an enemy. There could be no companions here to help him.

He never expected that someone would come to save him when he was on the verge of despair.

The light of the watch lit up, illuminating the outline of the retro portrait on the wall of the corridor and the scarlet wallpaper embroidered with golden coats of arms. It also illuminated the floating strand of white hair of the other party.

"you……"

Before Su Ming'an could speak, the man approached quickly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and tried his best to pull open those blood-sucking worm-like hoses, allowing Su Ming'an to barely breathe. Then, he hugged Su Ming'an who was tied up by the hoses, and ran forward as hard as he could.

It was like trying to fish Su Ming'an out of the dark sea.

"Bang-bang-bang!"

It was like a beating hot heart being forcibly pulled away from the chest. Dozens of hoses were torn apart and torn inch by inch like blood vessels flowing through them.

The man hugged Su Ming'an and let his white hair flutter in the air behind his head.
Chapter completed!
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