PFC Chapter 415 Take action!
Chapter 415 Take action!
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the conference room had been shattered, and Fang Zhixin and his companions were bathed in the dazzling sunlight that streamed in. The troops that had assembled behind them pointed their guns at the conference room, with cold murderous intent rising into the sky.
"Kill the Tianquan personnel and eliminate the Interstellar Alliance!"
"Yes!"
Following the girl's command, thousands of solemn voices echoed, and the sound that reached heaven and earth exploded in Mocheri's ears.
Those who remained in the conference room looked at the densely packed troops outside and the guns ready to fire. Their bodies began to tremble and even their teeth were chattering.
The man with glasses fell to the ground, and his glasses fell off his nose. "It's over..."
The smartly dressed woman stepped back in fear: "No... I'm not Tianquan..."
The wig of the middle-aged man with a big belly fell off. He supported himself on the ground and moved backwards. Only after he hit the cold wall did he realize that he had nowhere to retreat.
His expression suddenly twisted, and he yelled at the leader Xu Ping outside: "Don't listen to her nonsense, you should protect us!"
"We are the Speaker, your superiors! They have no evidence, just empty words. How can they say that we are the Tianquan?"
"Xu Ping! They are rebelling, can't you see?!"
The dazed people seemed to be reminded, and pointed hysterically at the young man in front of them, spouting righteous words.
It was as if the people on the other side were the most damnable and vicious people in the world, and they were the brave oppressed people.
There was constant noise and cursing in his ears, and Fang Zhixin just felt it was too noisy. When the Tianquan headquarters was destroyed, these people were destined to not escape.
Seeing that the voices of these people were getting louder and louder, she impatiently turned the blade on her fingertips. With a slight movement of her finger, the white blade passed by the bald man's ear and nailed into the wall.
"Why are you yelling? Your face is so ugly that it almost scared the kids next door to tears. As an adult, can't you have some morals?"
The bald man in the lead was so scared that he trembled all over. The people next to him screamed and moved away.
Fang Shaoli and Bai Yuefeng put it into practice. With one punch, all sound was silenced.
A ball of lightning appeared on Lu Yuan's palm, and his heavy eyes looked like a ghost under the reflection of the lightning.
Zhong An pulled out his gun and pressed it against the forehead of the woman with bun-haired hair. Du Ruo's mouth curled up dangerously.
"It's so noisy, you'd better shut up."
The plain words were like the true words from God, the hysterical curses came to an abrupt end, and only fear remained.
Xu Ping stepped on the broken glass and entered the conference room, followed closely by the soldiers behind him. With their sophisticated equipment and ninth-level initial strength, it was obvious that they were the top elite team under Xu Ping's command.
Several soldiers quickly tied up the remaining speaker, and then stood tall behind Xu Ping, speaking in a loud voice.
"mission completed!"
Watching this farce, Gong Sui laughed out loud for no reason.
He couldn't help but shake his head: "I've been looking forward to it for so long, is this all?"
Gong Sui stood up and walked slowly to the broken French window. He looked at the army and law enforcement officers all over the sky. Facing the cold muzzle of the gun, he opened his arms, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
With an indistinguishable smile on his lips, he looked up at the sky and said, "There's a lot of thunder but little rain. You haven't even made any preparations to defeat me, so how can you talk about seizing power?"
"You have to understand that the right to speak will always be in the hands of the strong. This preparation is not enough."
A fierce murderous intent flashed in Xu Ping's eyes. The soldiers were holding their guns and were extremely nervous. The sweat oozing from their foreheads slid down from their temples and fell onto the weapons in their hands.
Who wouldn’t be nervous facing level ten?
Mocheri, who was leaning against the wall, sneered, his eyes falling on some law enforcement officers.
Just as he was about to say something, he found that the light in front of him was blocked and a shadow covered his head.
Lu Yuan was looking down at him, the triangular spike in his hand had already touched Mocheri's neck, and Zhong An's gun was pointed at his temple.
Du Ruo snorted coldly: "Don't even think about gathering your men. No matter who comes today, your ending will not change."
Mocheri leaned back without saying a word. Although the explosion just now was not fatal, it still caused him a lot of trouble. Now that he was being watched by these three people, it was indeed difficult for him to escape.
His eyes were solemn, but his tone was extremely calm: "Omniscience and omnipotence, is this the ability of the Voice of All Things?"
"No, you guessed wrong." Lu Yuan said bluntly, and stabbed Mo Qili with the triangular spear without saying a word.
Mocheri fought hard and blocked the first bolt of lightning, but he could not avoid the murderous bullets and sword light.
Du Ruo and Zhong An attacked at the same time. The sound of gunfire and sword sounds resounded through the heaven and earth. The tall tower trembled for a moment, and a brown-black light broke out of the tower, forming a huge hole.
A flash of sword light passed by, and the bright red words "Tianquan" were cut off diagonally. The tall tower was like a piece of paper, cut in half from the middle.
The cut was as smooth as a mirror. The upper part of the building slid along the cut into the abyss in full view of everyone. Suddenly, the sky and the scorching sun appeared, illuminating the entire conference room.
Mocheri, lying in a pool of blood, had his eyes open, and the remaining rays of the scorching sun were reflected in his dilated pupils.
In the last moments of his life, he was thinking...
I haven’t looked up at the sky for a long time. It turns out that the sky is so vast, and the sun…
"A little... warm..."
Gong Sui raised his hand to block the glaring sunlight, not even bothering to glance at the dead Mocheri.
A puppet who is supported by others and is unwilling to accept his ordinary status quo. There are such people everywhere in the world, and losing one is nothing.
He looked around and said in a brisk and gentle voice: "So, are you going to do it to me?"
In the silence, Fang Zhixin came from behind and stretched out his hand. Under Gong Sui's indifferent gaze and the stagnant breathing of the others, he punched out fiercely.
"boom!"
With an extremely smooth punch, he landed on Gong Sui's hypocritical face. Fang Zhixin raised his fierce eyes and said, "Stop pretending. Today, either you die or I die!"
The compressed force of space suddenly pressed down, Fang Zhixin waved his hand, and the white blade returned to his hand and chopped straight towards Gong Sui.
At the same time, wind and snow suddenly arose between heaven and earth, and the whimpering sound echoed in the broken tower. Bai Yuefeng's icy blue eyes reflected the calm and composed Gong Sui. The condensed ice spear, wrapped in biting cold air, rushed straight towards Gong Sui.
On the other side, Fang Shaoli's arrow, which was ready to shoot, had already burst out from his fingertips. A fire phoenix raised its head and cried loudly, its open wings burning the air.
The road to kill Mo Qili was long, so Du Ruo, Zhong An and the other two followed closely.
Gong Sui finally became interested. Life began to spread under his feet. Green vegetation climbed up from the bottom of the tower, like tentacles with life, greedily devouring each other's living space.
But in just a few seconds, the broken tower was covered with green vitality, and slippery moss squeezed out from the corners, like a living green blanket, wriggling and devouring everything it saw.
"It's not impossible to play with you for a while."