Chapter 118 Ambushes Again (I)

"No, I'm a man of iron." While flying gently in the forest, Mo Tieyan thought about the shocking battle that had just happened. Thinking of Yan Qingjun's special case of being neither humble nor arrogant, but not losing his rationality, Mo Tieyan secretly praised in his heart.

The twenty fighter jets were almost wiped out, leaving only Yan Qingjun's flag fighter. Not to mention how many elite soldiers have been lost, the financial resources alone are a big investment. The nineteen fighter jets, coupled with the equipment and heavy weapons, will cost at least billions of yuan.

At this time, he could understand why Wu Jingtao was so angry, and he wanted to rush up and tear him up. If anyone had this kind of impulse.

The more I think about Mo Tieyan, the more I admire Yan Qingjun's calmness. Her ability to handle subtle things is just right. Not only did it resolve a crisis that was unnecessary, it also made them repair it.

"The officials really have a trick, and this is really good." Mo Tieyan shook his head and sighed that he was a little sentimental. Officials and even soldiers really couldn't have anything to do with him. Why should he get involved with it by himself and add trouble?

"not good!"

Suddenly, a police officer at the Lingtai station was not as good as that. Mo Tieyan didn't want to swing his palm down and slapped it down. His body rolled up in the air. Three black shadows passed by, and the cold claw shadows flashed by.

"who!"

Mo Tieyan shouted in shock and angrily. Suddenly, a galloping figure rushed from the west without any warning. A pair of sharp claws rushed towards his head. Before his body had completely landed, he had to roll back.

"snort,,,"

The opponent was still sneak attacked by the other party. The scorching pain immediately rushed over. There was a monster with a leopard head and a human body standing in the distance, and the monster with a leopard head and a human body standing in three directions near him.

He gently pressed his right hand against a deep wound that was more than ten centimeters long. Mo Tieyan's face showed a little pain, and he felt his right hand sticky in an instant. He knew that it was blood from the body, and a terrible murderous intent rushed by.
Chapter completed!