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421 Mansion Battle, Preemptive Strike(2/2)

【Ding--】

As the system prompt sounded again, a large timer suddenly appeared in a corner of their system prompt bar. The reflected five-minute timer was like a giant hand grabbing a sponge, completely squeezing out the tense atmosphere.

pressed to everyone's side. Wu Xing Que Tu, who once again glanced at the light outside the window, also withdrew his gaze, suddenly lifted up the wooden table in front of the hostage, and then pushed down other furniture around him while pointing at other people.

The teammates shouted: "Meng Jiangluo, go around the door outside and feel the nearby terrain! Changfeng Elegy, you and Yun Shengtan stay here, be careful to hide your position! Boss..."

"You want to go out, right?"

Before Wu Xing Que Tu could finish shouting the next words, he had already reached the door. Duan Fenglei, who was carrying his back, raised his hand: "Do what you want to do, this game..."

"It shouldn't end so easily."

boom--

A crisp and loud cracking sound suddenly sounded downstairs where they were. It was the sound made when the main entrance on the first floor of the mansion was knocked to pieces by a strong force. Meng Jiangluo, who had just ran to the stairs, hurriedly squatted down.

He got down and carefully looked at the door of the living room under the stairs. Except for the scattered wood fragments and the sunlight that came in, he didn't see any other figures: "It's actually a feint attack..."

call--

The pupil in the center of his eyes suddenly dilated as the whistling sound came from far to near. He suddenly turned towards the aisle behind the stairs, then pulled out his long sword in the air wave caused by the fireball, and hid behind the corner.

In the shadow: "They are coming! The main entrance!"

Wow——

The sound of the window being broken once again sounded in his head. Meng Jiangluo, who was holding the sword, did not raise his head this time. Instead, he stepped back again, opened the door and hid in the confines of another room. The demon fell from the sky.

Fusheng, however, had no intention of continuing to pursue his opponent. Instead, while approaching the previous staircase, he shouted loudly in the direction of the room where Meng Jiangluo was: "Coach!"

"I know, I know……"

As the response sounded, the figure of another man in leather armor suddenly appeared on the window of the room. Then, before the spectators outside could react in surprise, he ran into the room in an inverted posture.

The scattered glass shards reflected the cold light, reflecting the shadow of Phoenix Tianwang's spear to every corner of the room. The rain-like sound of metal collision that arose in a moment was quickly silenced in the ears of nearby players.

Instead, there was a shout from Meng Jiangluo before his death: "There are three of them——"

Demon Resurrection, who had already reached the door, smiled as if his treacherous plot had succeeded when he heard the sound, and then suddenly kicked open the wooden door in front of him: "People inside, listen!"

"Your grandpa is here!"

He shouted loudly, and then retreated to the side the moment before the swords were handed out at the same time, and then at the same time as the huge sound of broken windows sounded in the room, he punched the wall next to him: "Broken!"

A huge sound was accompanied by the collapsing rubble, which crashed into the room where the hostages were. The red-haired man retracted his fist with satisfaction, and then turned around amid the sounds of swords and the shouts of several people from behind.

Facing the figure of Wu Xing Que Tu who circled back from the top of the stairs: "You are too unprofessional, aren't you? It's okay to divide the troops, but you can even fall into this simple attack..."

"...What about you?" Listening to the sound of fierce fighting still ringing in the room, the hilt of Wu Xing Que Tu's originally tightly grasped sword slightly loosened: "Where did you all come in from?"

"You want to delay it until Duan Fenglei comes back? That's impossible."

Pointing his thumbs up behind him, the demon resurrected with a grin and replied: "The angry mad demon has already gone to block him. We deliberately left a substitute spot, just to be able to use it at the critical moment..."

"Keep a key man who can deal with him."

【Ding--】

[The hostages have reached the safe area and the game is over.]

Wuxing Quetu's eyes narrowed for a moment, then immediately relaxed.

【Score--】
Chapter completed!
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