"Isn't that right?
You definitely can't talk about this kind of thing."
Jing Mohao's eyes were silent and he had no time to listen, but he also learned from the conversation that the six sons had been sacrificed.
Whether it was to protect them or to save himself from suffering, he had already made his choice. \ It was worthwhile to leave him a gun so that he could take a few opponents down to keep him company before leaving.
Jing Mohao didn't want to stop, he had to leave before the power grid was repaired.
The forest was full of skirmishers holding shotguns to hunt birds, so Jing Mohao chose to bypass the forest and go down the mountain directly from the trail.
Yan Yu could already be seen in the distance with a helicopter waiting in the distance with hidden signal lights flashing.
Jing Mohao stepped up and saw a flash of blue light in front of his eyes.
Oh shit Jing Mohao cursed secretly in his heart.
This is just one step away from restoring the broken power grid.
Seeing that several blue-purple currents in the area are beginning to move, they are preparing to wake up.
It is probably because the power has just been restored and the voltage has not yet reached the original level.
The current is relatively weak and unstable.
Now is the time when the risk factor is lowest.
Jing Mohao narrowed his eyes and made an instant decision, throwing away the woman in his hand without mercy.
The woman twitched a few times when she touched the power grid, but she quickly rushed out of the thin barrier and rolled away.
Go down the hill.
Looking at the arc the woman traversed in the power grid, Jing Mohao keenly judged that the lateral momentum leading to the dungeon from the center of the power grid was gone, and the range of the barrier had also become narrower.
Without further ado, Jing Mohao instantly transformed into a thunderbolt and jumped in.
"What is that?"
Several people who emerged from the woods in the distance shouted as they looked at a black whirlwind that was quickly moving away in the distance.
Jing Mohao heard the noise behind him, but his speed did not slow down at all.
The man holding the shotgun seemed to realize something, so he directly picked up the shotgun and shot in the direction of the man.
When the bullet met the blue current that happened to flow over, it exploded instantly, forming countless sparks, attracting countless blue lights from all around to approach, forming a giant glowing blue wall, completely surrounding the scene on the mountain.
Jing Mohao was not spared the moment he escaped from the barrier.
He was deflected by the shock caused by the sudden explosion of the blue light ball.
When he left the barrier, his arms failed to adjust to parallel in time and were hit by the rushing electric current.
Leaves a patch of scorched earth on the skin.
Jing Mohao felt pain and only smelled the aroma of burning flesh.
When he lowered his head, he saw that his arms were completely black, and his face was as black as ink.
Oh shit He was actually burned by this piece of shit What kind of crap did this guy design?
Where did he introduce these perverted things?
Jing Mohao waved his arms carelessly and strode down the mountain.
"Young Master, you're out."
Yan Yu got off the plane and came over, "Why didn't you send me a signal?
Do you want to carry out bombing now?"
Jing Mohao pointed to the woman rolling down the mountain in the distance, "No need for now, let's lift her up for first aid."
"Yes, you guys, go quickly."
Yan Yu instructed a few of his men to carry Wen Xiqin, who was already covered in blood and mud, onto a stretcher and onto the plane.
Yan Yu turned around and immediately saw the burnt black on the man's arm, and his expression tightened, "Young Master, you are injured."
Jing Mohao pulled down his sleeves carelessly and said casually, "It doesn't matter
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