Three miniature bosses come to the door with tens of billions of assets

He subconsciously protected Pianzhi behind him, ready to shield her from danger at any time.

same time.

In this overseas shopping mall.

Almost all search and rescue personnel were nervous, and everyone nervously moved closer to the direction where the sound had just appeared.

In a super underground city like a maze.

A man wearing khaki explosion-proof clothing sat lazily on a bearskin seat.

He placed his hands calmly on the armrests of the seats on both sides, and calmly stared at the bald white man who was trembling all over and kneeling on his chest.

Even when this bald white man was lying on the ground, he was much larger than an ordinary person.

He was wearing a black suit on his upper body. At this moment, this suit was in a state of disarray. Black blood had condensed into lumps on his suit, and his whole body exuded the smell of fermented blood.

In this closed dungeon, he didn't smell good.

The man sitting on the bearskin chair narrowed his eyes and stared at him: "Who ordered you to kill here? I will only give you one chance."

The bald white man was shaking so much that he couldn't speak. The man's voice sounded like a devil's whisper to him. He trembled and wanted to speak, but in an instant, something exploded in his throat.

The bald white man suddenly twitched all over and fell to the ground frothing at the mouth.

The man on the seat frowned slightly, and the young man behind him quickly stepped forward to check, then raised his head: "Commander, he is dead."

This voice fell.

Followed by.

Outside the door of this airtight secret room, hurried footsteps came from far away: "Commander! All the terrorists in the underground city have been eliminated! It's time for us to leave!"

A young man who was also wearing a khaki explosion-proof suit, but whose rank was obviously much lower than that of the man in the seat, stood upright at the door of the secret room.

behind him.

It's a pair of eyes full of fear.

Everyone looked at the man in the secret room after the disaster. The moment they saw him, this group of ordinary people who had survived the disaster immediately covered their mouths and cried uncontrollably.

They knew that if it hadn't been for the figure in sight, they might not have been lucky enough to survive the killing.

Feeling the grateful and frightened eyes, the young man on the seat finally stood up. He exhaled and signaled to his subordinates to lead them away in an orderly manner.

A few minutes later.

In this underground city, outsiders contacted them.

The first one to rush into the underground city was a handsome young man wearing a bulletproof vest, with long hair tied back in a half ponytail. He had a stern face, and his amber eyes were red. He was carrying a With a heavy spear, it seems that anyone who dares to block his way will become a dead soul under his gun in the next second.

Staring at the members appearing in the narrow passage, the handsome young man's eyes darkened, and the spear in his hand was quickly aimed at the well-dressed figure in front of him.

The two looked at each other.

The figure walking out of the passage was stunned for a moment, and the next second his eyes were red. He turned his head and said to the passage behind him: "Commander! It's the third master!"

The gloominess on the handsome young man's face finally changed. He stared at the figure that appeared in the passage: "Are you from my second brother?"

As the voice fell.

The ordinary people following this well-dressed young man had also poured out at this moment.

The moment they saw this handsome young man, everyone was so nervous that they didn't dare to take another step forward, for fear that the young man in front of them was one of the terrorists.

The air became tense.

Under the tense nerves of this group of ordinary people, a group of rescue teams in uniforms quickly rushed to the front: "Quick! Put the injured people on stretchers!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!!"

Seeing this group of uniformed figures in sight, this group of ordinary people finally understood at this moment that they were really saved.

They hugged each other and began to cry.

In chaos.

The figure wearing khaki explosion-proof clothing has also squeezed out of the crowd.

His gaze collided with that of the long-haired young man in mid-air.

The two made eye contact without any words.

A few seconds passed.

The long-haired young man put down the spear in his hand with red eyes. A smile finally appeared on his tense face. He stared at him and said in a neither high nor low voice: "Second brother, I already knew that nothing would happen to you."

"Come to rescue me?" The man in a khaki explosion-proof suit glanced at the spear in the handsome young man's hand. As if he was amused, he stepped forward and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "You came a little late, remember to be early next time. "

The long-haired young man didn't have time to speak.

Jiang Qianjun, who was wearing a khaki explosion-proof suit, changed his expression, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out from his throat.

Jiang Xingzhou's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately reached out to help him: "Second brother! I'll take you to a doctor!"

This mouthful of blood showed no precautions, and even Jiang Qianjun himself was surprised.

He lowered his head slightly and touched his heart, which was beginning to hurt violently. Just now, when he was fighting with the boss of the dungeon, the boss gave him a slap in the face.

Approximately, the injury occurred at that time.

Barely standing still, Jiang Qianjun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pushed his brother Jiang Xingzhou's hand away: "It's a small injury, it's okay."

Behind the rescue team.

A trembling female voice came over: "Second brother, third brother!"

Hear sounds.

Jiang Qianjun and Jiang Xingzhou raised their heads at the same time.

In addition to Jiang Pianzhi, what appeared in their sight was He Licun who was following behind her.

Seeing the two figures, Jiang Qianjun chuckled: "It seems that I made a lot of noise this time, even my little sister was alarmed."

Jiang Pianzhi's eyes were also red, and her anxious heart finally relaxed when she saw Jiang Qianjun. She quickly stepped forward to check Jiang Qianjun's pulse.

After confirming that her second brother's injury was not serious, Jiang Pianzhi was completely relieved.

After calling a stretcher from the rescue team and forcing Jiang Qianjun onto the stretcher, Jiang Pianzhi also left the underground city with the rescue personnel.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Qianjun was given the medicine at the hospital.

Jiang Pianzhi was busy in the ward.

Corridor outside the ward.

Jiang Xingzhou stared at He Licun with calm eyes: "I heard from my eldest brother that you sent the rescue team two days ago. I'd like to thank you on behalf of my second brother. If you need my help in the future, just ask."

He Licun's expression was calm, and he teased seriously: "The property under my third uncle's name seems to be ranked second to the property under my name. If you want to help, it seems that I have to help."

Jiang Xingzhou's mouth twitched.

He was also very depressed. He Licun obviously didn't take care of his property very much, but when calculating the annual profits, he was overwhelmed.

Financially, he couldn't help He Licun, and he seemed even less able to help in other aspects.

He Licun pursed his lips, glanced at his wife in the ward, and suddenly spoke again: "My wife didn't get a good rest on the way. If my third uncle really wants to help, why not persuade my wife to go back with me to rest, and treat it as a gift." My thanks."