Before Wu Rui and the others could recover from the shock of the tires of the car, they suddenly looked out the window and sweared. "Damn!"

Then he trembled and asked, "Wu Rui, are you carrying a gun?"

"What?" Wu Rui was stunned by Xicheng's question. He carried a gun? Does Xicheng know that even the police cannot use guns randomly? So he patiently explained to Xicheng: "You don't understand that guns are not allowed to be carried casually. This requires action to apply. It needs to be..."

Xicheng reached out to stop him from continuing, pointed out the window and said, "If you didn't apply today, we might be a little overwhelmed."

Wu Rui followed his fingers to look out of the window on the right. That direction was not within the lights of the headlights, and the light was a little dim, but the glass attached was slightly closer, so Wu Rui also saw it.

A group of foreigners wearing combat camouflage uniforms and carrying scorpion-type submachine guns on their bodies, AK47 was slowly walking over. Seeing that their figures and movements were obviously different from those of the security guards in the building, they were obviously trained by regular military forces. Wu Rui had only one term in his mind that could explain the group of people in front of him - mercenaries.

The leader had a black tactical headgear on his face and extended his hand to Wu Rui and the others in the car.

Wu Rui was stunned. This is in China, a country known as the forbidden place for mercenaries. How could someone sway with a gun?

This shock was too great, even surpassing the dilemma of life being threatened at this time. Wu Rui was a little unresponsive and looked out the window blankly.

Zhang Ze had already sensed it at this time that the tin foil shell above its head made him unable to see the outside, but the alert and hostility in these people's minds made him immediately understand their situation.

It is obviously unrealistic to fight these tough guys. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. Even if these mercenaries do not have guns, it is difficult for Wu Rui and Xicheng to beat them.

But in order to hide the location information of the cat demon, Zhang Ze could not take off the tin foil shell on his head, so he could only ask Ling Yao helplessly: "How is it? Can you deal with them?"

Ling Yao stood up, lay on the window and looked outside, and smiled and said, "It's all men, I'm just a little bit."

As he spoke, the mist was everywhere, and a charming beauty raised her head from the back seat. The lights were on in the car at this time, so it was very clear from the outside.

“Wow~!”

The foreigners burst into cheering sounds when they saw the demon, and even more, they whistled directly.

Faced with the hunger and thirsty of these men, Ling Yao didn't mind at all. Instead, he smiled like enjoyment on his face and opened the car door and walked down.

"Hey, can this work?" Wu Rui couldn't help but worry as he looked at the soldiers who were like wolves and tigers surrounding the demon.

Although I know that Ling Yao is not a real person, as a man, I feel a little uncomfortable when I watch a beautiful woman in the battle.

In contrast, Xicheng was much calmer. He lay on the car window and looked at the show, comforting Wu Rui: "Don't worry, I can't deal with this anymore. I'll live for hundreds of years in vain."

The only thing that Zhang Ze could not watch the fun was that he could only sense the changes between the two sides in the mark of the beast spirit.

It seemed that Ling Yao did nothing, but just chatted with them for a while, then gently tapped the center of everyone's forehead, and all of them fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!