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Chapter 213 Horrible Explosion

"Hey! Hello!!!! What's going on with Obar?" Dilunick's shout came from the intercom.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!" The cars exploded one after another, and a powerful terrifying energy burst out more than ten meters with fire. The hostages in the car who had not yet been rescued, including the police officers who had been engulfed by the fire, were

This energy was thrown high into the sky. Those who were not killed on the spot danced in the air and made howls that were not human. The Indonesian monkeys demonstrating outside were stunned by the hell-like scene in front of them, and the fire flashed around them.

However, when they woke up, they found that their bodies were covered with fire. They threw away the weapons in their hands, rolled on the ground desperately, screamed and hit their bodies with fire. Slowly, the crowd began to commotion, and fear spread among the crowd.

Suddenly someone yelled and pushed the crowd frantically to run behind. Chaos suddenly broke out. Thousands of people screamed, howled, crowded and stampeded on each other.

"Bump!" O'Barr's car roof was hit hard by a sudden heavy object, and a burnt black body slid to the ground in front of the windshield.

O'Bar opened the car door and shouted frantically to his subordinates who were still in a daze: "Block! Evacuate the crowd and don't let them trample on each other."

The stunned policemen finally reacted and tried to calm down the panicked crowd. However, thousands of people filled with fear crowded each other. How could these dozens of policemen be able to control themselves and were swallowed up by the panicked crowd in an instant?

, disappeared without a trace

Obar trembled, picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a trembling voice: "Director Dirunik! Chinese gangsters, no! They should be terrorists. All the hijacked vehicles suddenly exploded, and all the hostages died. Eighteen heroic Indonesian police officers

The scene of the glorious death is in chaos. The Indonesian people protesting here are trampling on each other. The death toll continues to increase. Please send support immediately."

Dadalu walked into the street and looked at the two-meter-high cement wall, but there were no signs of climbing on the wall. He turned around and found a sewer well on the right. He walked over and saw the manhole cover.

Gai Yan smiled and said: "These stupid Chinese pigs escaped here without taking care of the traces."

He squatted down and moved the manhole cover away, and looked inside. He couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. At this moment, there was a muffled sound from behind. When he looked back, his face turned pale, and a ball of flame swept in. "Pop!"

Some part of the car hit him hard on the shoulder, causing him to stumble and fall into the sewer, where he fell into the water.

Dadalu ignored the bleeding on his shoulder and endured the severe pain. He raised his head and saw the fire passing by the mouth of the well. The flames suddenly jumped in at the mouth of the well. Dadalu hurriedly lay down in the water and felt a terrifying heat.

Turn to the back and disappear in an instant

When everything returned to calm, Dadalu's legs trembled for a while. He stood up holding the wall and looked at his bloody shoulder. With a little effort, the pain of concentration almost made him faint.

Gritting his teeth and grabbing the handrail on the wall of the sewer, he climbed up bit by bit with difficulty. As soon as he reached the mouth of the well and poked his head out, he heard several dull sounds in succession, flames that were many times louder than before, and a burst of flames.

The invisible terrifying energy carried some fragments of car parts and swept over again

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