The three of them except Yu Lianyun, He Jiaan, and Li Yingqi are good at shooting, but it is not easy to keep the shooting steady while running like this, especially when faced with such a large movement. Monsters are very fast and you don't have time to aim accurately.
As a result, the three emptied three magazines in a row, but were unable to kill many Blood Chasers.
As He Jian and the other three turned into the hallway, a panicked figure jumped from the hallway to the side and ran in front of them.
“Xin Junmao?” Li Jiaan was also a little confused when he saw the person who suddenly jumped out.
Xin Junmao, who was concentrating on running away, heard someone calling him. When I looked back, I saw that the three mysterious detectives had also run away, looking confused. Behind them, a group of insane monsters were chasing them.
Xin Junmao's eyes were red with excitement, but his mouth was so dry from running that he couldn't speak for a while, and could only shake his head violently at them.
Li Jia'an and his friends quickened their pace and chased after Xingun Mao. Li Jian'an asked, "Did you see any other survivors?"
Hearing this, Xin Junmao nodded.
After receiving this almost surprising answer, He Jian’s voice stopped for less than two seconds and said to Xin Jun Mao: "Since you are still alive, please run away with us."
Xin Junmao nodded seriously. This is his biggest wish at the moment.
boom!
The walls and ceiling suddenly caved in and swelled, and a torrent of plasma shot out from the gap, burst, and rolled towards Xin Junmao and the others at once, trying to engulf them.
Xin Junmao’s heart tightened, and he unconsciously stood in front of He Jia’an and the others. Suddenly the b in his mouth flashed again and the phantom face of the Bhikkhuni appeared in his eyes again. While the bhikkhuni was chanting sutras, an invisible shield appeared. It spawns and spreads everywhere, intercepting and consuming torrents of hot, corrosive plasma.
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