Chapter 691 Guess
Her long, wavy hair cascaded over gorgeous décolletés.
The figure is rich and beautiful.
Under the gorgeous aristocratic dress are the jade legs wrapped in black silk.
——She is beautiful.
Even her tone of voice was very soft and gentle:
"Chatham, I know you kiss hands, but if you dare to touch my hand, you can guess what will happen."
A flash of anger flashed in the man's eyes, and he snorted:
"Qiong, I really don't understand why you reject me. I am the strongest man in this air-raid shelter. As long as you join forces with me -"
"Aren't we joining forces?" Joan interrupted him.
"Joan, why can't we be closer? Just let me have you..."
The man said that he was about to take action, but Qiong avoided it easily.
She pulled out a flower fan and fanned the wind gently, with a cold and ruthless murderous intent in her eyes.
"Last chance, Chatham, do you really want to die?"
Fine frost began to condense on the fan.
Chatham finally calmed down, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and whispered:
"Joan, you will regret it if you miss this opportunity."
"Really? I will regret it?" Joan sneered.
"You should know that every woman here wants to climb into my bed, and you missed the chance to live - of course, if you want to go back on your word, you will never have this chance again."
Chatham took a few steps back and slowly left the room.
"Our alliance is over, just take care of yourself, Joan."
The door is closed.
—Chatham is gone.
Another breath passed.
Qiong lost all her energy and fell down on the chair, gasping for air.
She frowned and lowered her head to lift a corner of her blouse.
Blood flowed out again.
"What the hell...why can't it be cured?"
Joan took out a handkerchief, put it into her clothes, and pressed it tightly on the wound.
To stop the bleeding, she began chanting a spell.
But the spell couldn't stop the bleeding.
Joan's face looked a little pale, but she quickly took out a potion, chewed it, and swallowed it.
After a while.
She seemed to be more energetic.
——This is a potential stimulating potion on the technological side.
For ordinary professionals, using this potion in battle will have better effects.
But Joan couldn't care anymore.
He must remain in perfect condition so that no one can notice his injuries.
Otherwise——
Those guys would come around like sharks smelling blood.
She gasped a few times, threw the bloody handkerchief into the storage bracelet, took out a brand new piece of gauze coated with ointment, and began to bandage herself.
The next moment——
With an almost electric reaction, Qiong suddenly stood up, covered her waist with a fan, and shouted:
"Who?"
A voice sounded outside the door:
"My lord, in case of emergency, General Chatham asks you to gather in the war room."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Joan said.
There was a sound of footsteps.
The people outside seemed to have gone away.
But Joan didn't believe it.
She silently chanted the spell, putting the entire space in a light shielding state.
After doing this, she quickly bandaged herself, put her clothes neatly on, and took a look in the mirror.
——He looks energetic and ready to kill at any time!
OK.
Let's go to the war room and see what's going on.
Joan strode out of the room, walked through the narrow tunnel, turned and turned, stepped over a crack beside the corpses that had no time to bury, and finally arrived at the war room.
Hundreds of professionals are already sitting here.
Qiong calmed down, stepped forward and sat on the rectangular table in the middle in the eyes of everyone.
There were only four people sitting at this table.
——Only the most powerful professionals in the underground bunker are qualified to sit on a chair here.
Chatham sat on the seat in the middle of the long table, coughed lightly and said:
"Everyone."
"We use the magic detection equipment of this underground fortress, combined with the radar on the technology side, to monitor the surrounding situation all the time."
"There is an unexpected critical situation now."
"The magic net and radar simultaneously discovered an unknown monster."
"It can fly in the sky without fear of wind and sand."
There was a commotion among the crowd.
Even ghosts have to stay in the cracks of hell to avoid the wind and sand.
I simply can't imagine what kind of monster can be so powerful.
"Quiet!" shouted Chatham.
Everyone fell silent.
Chatham continued:
"According to the analysis of this monster's movement trajectory, its flight trajectory is in a straight line and it is heading towards us quickly."
"Obviously, it found us."
"Arrange combat countermeasures immediately!"
"In eleven minutes it will fall directly at the entrance of the underground bunker, and it is likely to destroy all the several layers of windproof walls we use to shield it from the wind and sand."
"Qiong, are there any problems with you leading people to guard the first line of defense?"
Everyone looked at Joan.
Before Joan could speak, Chatham spoke again:
"After you were injured in the last battle against a ghost, you have rested for two rounds. Now it's your turn to fight."
"By the way, I forgot to ask - how is your injury?"
Joan said calmly: "I can fight."
Some people can see through lies, so they can't accept the "injury" talk.
in addition.
He really has to go out and fight.
There are too many people who suspect that they are useless, and I know their unkind looks and hidden desires.
Must fight!
I just hope that this incident is not that serious.
At least...
Let yourself live until the day you meet him again.
"Third Combat Team, follow me."
Qiong stood up directly and said.
She looked full of fighting spirit, full of killing intent, and her condition was almost at its peak.
Immediately, a dozen professionals stood up and followed her outside.
Everyone watched this scene in silence.
There was a flash of doubt in Chatham's eyes, and then he said:
"Okay, let's set up the second line of defense... In addition, I will personally lead the team and guard the third line of defense."
Time is running out.
Everyone takes action!
Outside the underground bunker.
Joan stood at the entrance of the tunnel, directing his men to lay out defenses and traps.
"Boss, the monster will arrive in fifty seconds."
One of his subordinates was holding a notebook and looking at the radar image on the screen.
"Can you see what it is?" Joan asked in a low voice.
"It seems to be a very scary thing. The wind and sand in the sky are about ten levels, but it can't blow it or hurt it." His subordinates avoided others and reported in a low voice.
Joan felt a little dizzy and began to lose consciousness.
no!
This is no time for rest!
She bit her tongue and forced herself to wake up.
Damn it.
I really can't hold on to my condition for much longer.
Suddenly, she realized that everyone else was paying attention to her expression.
Qiong immediately smiled and said:
"Perhaps some powerful professional has discovered us and wants to join us."
Everyone laughed.
The atmosphere relaxed slightly.
——But how can any professional be able to ignore the wind disaster and fly in the sky?
"It's coming!"
The subordinate said quickly.
Joan strode to the bunker and waved everyone to prepare for battle formation.
Suddenly someone exclaimed:
"Sister Qiong, you——"
Qiong looked down and saw that her clothes were covered in blood.
broken.
The injury became more serious and could no longer be concealed.
Her heart slowly sank.
——This scene must have been seen by everyone else, and Chatham and those people could also see it clearly through the monitor.
The next moment.
There was a sound in the sky that did not belong to the wind and sand.
It was a whistling sound similar to that of a missile.
Not only that, during its flight, it was hit by countless wind and sand, making a high-frequency metal clashing sound.
What exactly is it?
Qiong covered the wound with her hand, squinted her eyes, and looked outside the bunker.
If it doesn't work, just die with the monster.
——That's better than being treated as a plaything by Chatham and the others.
She made up her mind and looked at the sky.
But he saw an afterimage flying down quickly, about to hit the several layers of bunkers outside.
But the next second.
The thing suddenly slowed down and landed safely on the ground.
There were no explosions, no spells or roars.
It just stands in the wind and sand.
——It is a metal box more than two meters high and tightly fitted.
Qiong couldn't help but be startled.
There are obvious signs of welding on this thing...
It's man-made...
She quickly signaled everyone to prepare for battle and said loudly:
"Who is coming?"
Waited for a while.
A familiar voice sounded from the big iron box:
"Guess." (End of Chapter)