"Protect the boss."

I don’t know who shouted loudly, and everyone collectively protected Chen Mu, who was knocked down by his subordinates, forming a circle.

But the other party seemed to have no intention of fighting them, and threw a few smoke bombs and tear gas at them.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Chen Mu's subordinates coughed violently without any precautions, tears fell down, and he lost his sense of direction.

Silang, who was lying on the ground covering his mouth to prevent himself from inhaling thick smoke, looked confused. Before he could escape, a man came out of the smoke, wearing a gas mask in full arms.

"You, who are you, what do you want to do!" Silang shouted in panic, kicking his legs back.

The man didn't answer, and brute force pulled Silang to leave immediately.

All he heard was a slam shut and the car quickly left the scene.

Chen Mu's people also heard the sound and immediately shot in that direction, but it was obvious that those people had gone far away.

"Damn it." Someone was irritated and then shouted in the thick smoke, "Boss, are you okay, boss?"

"fine."

Chen Mu's voice was cold, and he helped his subordinates to his body to get up, covered his handkerchief and frowned as he looked at the direction where the car left with a gloomy face.

"Take care of him."

Chen Mu only left this sentence, quickly stepped onto the car opposite and started and chased after it, stepping on the accelerator to the bottom.

"boss."

Everyone panicked and rushed to chase Chen Mu, but three or four people were left to take care of the subordinate who had just reminded Chen Mu to be in danger. Fortunately, the bullet hit the back without any danger of life.

Xilang's men were still coughing violently, and their tears fell from their eyes.

"Ah damn it!"

Chen Mu's men were irritated and scolded because Xilang's people were taken back here and they could not protect Chen Mu.

The injured subordinates endured the pain, "You go and help the boss, I'll deal with these people."

"You're hurt and you're so strong."

When the injured subordinate heard this, he lowered his head and covered his wound and bit his lip and refused to speak. He probably felt that he had dragged everyone down.

Ye Xiao heard the fierce strafing sound from the Bluetooth headset. He looked pale and pressed the headset anxiously and shouted, "Uncle, are you here, are you here?"

Chen Mu and the others are in the outermost part of the city, so Ye Xiao didn't know what was happening to Chen Mu.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Chen Mu returned to Ye Xiao, one of them suddenly braked and the other stepped on the accelerator and rushed up the slope, wanting to intercept and rescue the group of people who were saving Xilang.

The enemies on the main road below, they saw Chen Mu's car chasing them on the upper path and immediately pulled the trigger towards Chen Mu, sweeping them in a flash.

Chen Mu had no expression on his face. The enemy who drove with one hand towards the car below was a bullet and a headshot, and the sound of banging was endless.

"Damn! It's so fucking accurate! He's still driving!"

The man driving looked at the falling brother next to him and scolded him, then shouted, "Use the bazooka, hurry up."

"good."

The person next to him immediately set up a rocket launcher and shot Chen Mu above him.

Chen Mu braked suddenly and jumped out of the car immediately. With a loud bang, the car instantly ignited a raging fire.

"boss."

Chen Mu's subordinates rushed over and got out of the car in a hurry.

Chen Mu got up and patted his clothes, stood behind the burning car and frowned as he watched the enemy drive away, clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with murderous aura.

"What should I do? Are you still chasing me?"

His subordinates asked Chen Mu, panting.

Chen Mu didn't say anything, and contacted Ye Xiao, "Five black pickups, in the south."

"good."

Ye Xiao immediately called out the surveillance camera from the south and quickly scanned it.

But after watching for a while, Ye Xiao didn't see the pickup truck that Chen Mu mentioned, and the nearby was very quiet.

Ye Xiao frowned and said to Chen Mu, "They should know Shacheng very well and deliberately avoided the road sections with surveillance."

Chen Mu's brows tightened and understood that the other party was prepared.

Silang, who was taken away, looked confused at the man who took off his gas mask.

It took him a while to find his voice and ask the blonde, "Are you, Byrne's man?"

"Jona."

The blonde man just introduced himself like this, with a cold voice and a cold expression.

"Hahaha, I just said how could I, Xilang, fall here? Sure enough, the good people have their own appearance."

Xilang, who survived the disaster, laughed proudly and was extremely rampant.

Jonah ignored Silang and called Byrne to report, "I have received Silang."

Byrne, who was in Dashiyu's room, he received a call without saying anything, leaning against the window and then asked Jonah, "Have you seen that child?"

Jonah knew Byrne was talking about Ye Miao and replied, "I took a look at the east gate of the hacker base from a distance. There were too many people, so we can't get it."

Byrne continued to spit out smoke and looked at the courtyard downstairs, not knowing what he was thinking.

After not waiting for Byrne's order, Jonah asked, "If you want him, the young one will kill him now."

“No need.”

Byrne's voice was cold.

"Then, will you bring Cyron back to you now?"

"Um."

"good."

Jonah immediately hung up the phone and asked his men to open to the border of Country D.

When Dasiyu came here, he had a bad premonition when he saw Dasiyu calling. Sure enough, Ye Ming sent a text message saying that Silang was snatched away by Byrne's people.

Dasiyu held the cell phone in his hand tightly, and was extremely angry.

Byrne did it on purpose, knowing that he needed Cyron to uncover the plot of the royal family killing his mother, but he insisted on going against him.

"Oh! The Duke seems to be very angry! Who made you angry?"

Byrne walked through the floor-to-ceiling window towards Dasyu on the side of the big bed, dragging a chair in his hand.

He sat on the chairs, with long legs, and arrogantly spitting smoke at Dasiyu, with a strong smile.

Dasiyu wanted to stab Byrne to death, and restrained his anger and stared at Byrne with his eyes red.

Yes, it’s just this kind of expression, delicate and strong, it really makes people unable to stop.
Chapter completed!