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Chapter 734 Strategies Are Quan Jing 5

Long before attending the Si family succession ceremony.

Quan Jin knew that the foreign invaders would come up with such a conspiracy, so he ordered the Lord on the spot to bury special detonating equipment near the entrance and exit of the inferior family.

Plant invisible laser lines.

With Shang Jue's skill, it is easy to arrange these, and it will not attract anyone's attention.

so.....

"Hmph, you are about to die, how dare you pretend to be like me?"

The invading general glared at Quan Jin with a sinister look, and said in a deep voice: "You are just a bunch of rubbish in the border area, and the invading country can't handle it? Are you going to spend so many resources to ask us to take action?"

"I really look up to you."

Just when the generals of the foreign invasion were full of contempt and disdain, one hundred thousand of the foreign invaders had already rushed over.

"Daddy."

Qiyao huddled behind Quan Jin, stuck out his head, glanced at the invading general, and then said blankly: "Leave this hot chick to me later."

"So arrogant, let's see if I can't kill him."

Quan Jin's smile paused for half a second, and then he responded: "Okay."

The whole ground was shaking.

Seeing a hundred thousand foreign invaders coming to kill them, and countless aircraft from foreign invaders rising in the sky, they were getting closer and closer to the entrance of the low-class family...

It's only five hundred meters away...

Four hundred meters...

Just when the invading generals relaxed their vigilance and thought that Quan Jin was really just talking big words, something suddenly came from mid-air!

"Buzz buzz-"

It was a small white fighter plane marked with the XZ team.

Where did the fighter planes rise from?

The top floor of the entrance building of a lower-class family, and... the man sitting in the driver's seat who is unconventional is none other than the Lord who made Miss Su's heart beat!

"Don't worry about him."

The invading general didn't even blink and ordered indifferently: "I've seen this kind of little trick many times."

"There are absolutely no traps or ambushes for the lower-class families in Fengjiang."

"All fighter planes are aimed at the entrance of the lower-class families."

"Shoot me—"

The words of the foreign invading general fell silent.

Behind the back.

Then there was an explosion: "Boom!"

The sound was deafening, mixed with countless screams.

"Hahaha."

The invading general laughed loudly when he heard this, and stared at Quan Jin with provocative and gloomy eyes: "Did you hear these bombings? Quan Jin, right? Ha!"

"What do you mean by unsafe?"

"What about the ambush?"

"A group of ants dare to stand in front of me..."

As the invading general was talking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the sarcastic smile on Quan Jin's face, and he suddenly stopped talking.

I suddenly reacted like...

Something seems not quite right.

Didn't he give the order to bombard the lower-class families?

Why!

Why didn't the lower-class family respond? He clearly heard the sound of bombing.

"Shout——"

The invading general had a bad premonition in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked, as if he had seen some shocking scene, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.

The location of the bombing.

It's mid-air.

Those who died were also foreign invaders.

How, how, can, can?

"You! What did you do?!" The invading general's pupils shrank violently, and he stared at Quan Jin with an unbelievable and shocked look.

He clearly sent someone to investigate.

There is no border team laying traps around the lower-class families.

"Are you asking what was done?"

Quan Jin's smile did not change.

She took a few steps forward.

Holding an activation chip in his hand, he glanced at the invading fighter jets in mid-air that did not dare to attack, and then looked at the group of 100,000 vigilant and frightened invading personnel.

She smiled.

Then, Quan Jin tightened his fingers on the chip.
Chapter completed!
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