"Yes!" Xu Wenbin and the other six simply looked at their watches, turned around and strode away.
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Ren Xiaoyao stood next to Chalabi's increasingly cold body, with no mercy in his eyes, but only hatred and anger.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao looked at his watch: It's time!
He looked up at the brilliant starry sky, took a long breath, and strode towards the oasis.
Anyone who dares to offend our Chinese Heavenly Power will be punished no matter how far away!
Ren Xiaoyao strode to the first mud house. The door was unlocked. He kicked the door open, stretched out his right hand, and threw three grenades into the room.
"Boom!" The explosion of the grenade instantly set the small earthen house on fire. Several East Turkestan gangsters in the house were blown to pieces before they woke up from their sleep, ending their criminal lives.
Ren Xiaoyao turned around quickly, and there were flames rising into the sky behind him. He didn't need to look anymore, those people were dead.
Arriving in front of the second earthen house, Ren Xiaoyao didn't even bother to kick the door. He raised his hand and threw out four grenades, one of which blew up the door. Three doors entered the house. With the sound of "boom" explosions, the earthen house was again decorated with the first grenade.
The footsteps of a mud house.
Suddenly, the small earthen house was on fire, turning red.
"It's cool." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth, and he strode forward with both hands, throwing grenades easily along the way, while burning the room with his own Samadhi True Fire.
Establishing time, wherever Xiaoyao passes, blazing flames rise into the sky and become a sea of fire.
Finally, one of the East Turkestan gangsters was awakened. Seven or eight of them, disheveled, scurried out with all kinds of weapons in their hands, and opened fire violently at the approaching Ren Xiaoyao.
Suddenly, there was fierce gunfire and flying sparks in the night sky, and countless bullets flew towards Ren Xiaoyao.
Ren Xiaoyao sneered, stretched his palms forward, and a large amount of 'Samadhi True Fire' poured out, turning into a fierce wall of fire in front of him.
"Chichi..." In a strange and rapid sound, the terrifying real fire destroyed everything that dared to approach.
In the horrified and admiring eyes of the East Turkestan gangsters, Ren Xiaoyao pointed lightly at the wall of fire in front of him.
The huge wall of fire suddenly exploded and turned into a violent sea of fire that rolled forward, swallowing up seven or eight gangsters in an instant.
After several rapid screams, the sea of fire was lifeless, and seven or eight sinful lives were burned to ashes in an instant.
"Hahaha, come on, come on!" Ren Xiaoyao laughed, spreading his hands to the left and right, and the sea of fire surging in front of him rolled in all directions, immediately surrounding several mud houses.
A large number of short but horrifying screams immediately came from the earthen house, and countless gangsters who had not had time to rush out were burned alive inside.
"The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and I will never return it if I don't break Loulan!" Ren Xiaoyao raised his head and chanted a long sentence, with a proud smile on his face. At this moment, he is a god, the god who punishes the evil in the world.
Suddenly, there was a loud "rumbling" sound in the west. Ren Xiaoyao looked to the west: he saw a row of huge earth waves rolling in quickly like the shock wave formed after a nuclear explosion. The houses along the way were instantly shattered.
Collapsed and was swallowed up by huge waves of earth.
A huge whistling sound also came from the east, and countless sharp golden lights were screaming and flying in the air. Every rise and fall was carrying a bloody light, and the earthen houses exploded and collapsed as if they were hit by missiles.
Destroyed, causing smoke and dust to fill the sky.
The momentum in the south was also astonishing. A huge tornado swept across the ground, and there was a terrifying scream in the eye of the wind, as if it was carrying countless invisible sharp knives.
Then there were also the unique "dah-dah" sounds of micro-charges coming from the southwest, northeast, and northwest directions, as well as the wails of people after being shot...
As a result, wherever it passed, houses, wooden fences, and human bodies were all sucked into the air by the tornado, and were instantly torn into pieces and cut into countless tiny pieces.
Judging from the terrifying lethality of seven people, dealing with these East Turkestan bandits with low combat power was simply a one-sided massacre!
Ren Xiaoyao's blood rushed wildly, and he laughed loudly: "Kill one person in ten steps, but I will walk thousands of miles alone! Come on, come on!" He thrust his palms forward, and the ferocious sea of fire swept forward violently, killing people and destroying houses.
Room.
In just a minute or two, four huge waves of murderous intent had already destroyed all the houses and lives in the oasis and converged at the center.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and after the last earthen house was destroyed by the flames, the seven Ren Xiaoyao people stood together proudly.
"Hahahaha..." Ren Xiaoyao and the others laughed loudly. There was no fatigue on their dusty faces, only the joy and pride after a bloody battle.
"It's so enjoyable. I've never had such a fun killing experience!" Zhao Liang touched his head with a "pleasant" expression on his face.
"Me too, it's quite satisfying to kill these scum!" Xu Wenbin also laughed.
"In order to prevent them from having underground fortifications, I will give them another Earth Core Bloom." After Ren Xiaoyao said that, he flew up, and then summoned the Devil's World Sword to stab the center of the burning Earth.
There was a "boom" sound, and a big hole was pierced in the ground. Then Ren Xiaoyao took out a box of high explosives from the mustard space and threw it into the hole.
"Boom!" As a loud noise came, a powerful shock wave shook the six people on the ground and rushed outward more than ten meters!
"Haha, now they will never be alive again!" Hong Mao said while beating the dust on his body.
Ren Xiaoyao smiled: "It's getting late, let's retreat! We still have the next target to solve, and it will make us feel so happy that we'll fall into pieces!"
"Hahaha..." The seven people laughed.
In the cold morning light of the desert, the seven people put down their night vision equipment, strode past the terrifying bloody ruins, and disappeared into the depths of the vast desert.
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Jalalabad, a city in eastern Afghanistan.
Like the mountainous terrain of Afghanistan, there are many endless deserts and steep barren mountains near Jalalabad.
This is a paradise for terrorists. It has been encircled and suppressed many times by the elite of the US military, but bin Laden and Omar's terrorist groups still roam freely in it, which shows how deep and dangerous it is.
At this time, it was late at night, and seven people, four men and three women, suddenly came to a dilapidated town east of Jalalabad.
They wore Arabic robes, turbans on their heads, and veils on their faces. Only their two bright eyes were exposed. They kept looking at the town: there were only two to three hundred households in the town, and the houses were built several thousand years ago.
A ten-year-old mud house.
Due to years of war and famine, it looked dilapidated, decadent, and lacked vitality. The pedestrians on the road also looked disheveled and looked malnourished.
In the corners and on the roadside, there are many beggars in ragged clothes, both large and small, pitifully waiting for alms in empty bowls given to them by kindhearted people.
Ren Xiaoyao sighed sadly: "The war has made Afghanistan, which was originally relatively wealthy, so poor. How pitiful!"