OBS Chapter 313 The fog gradually dissipates and people finally leave
Chapter 313 The fog gradually dissipates and people finally leave
The mysterious man stared at the long sword that emitted a holy light, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.
He could feel the power contained in the sword, and the pure and powerful aura made him feel fearful.
"Hmph, you're smart!" Wu Hen smiled servilely, but his hands didn't stop, and he directly opened the second box.
"Shh-"
There was another dazzling light, but this time it was a piercing golden color.
When the light faded away, what came into view was a golden armor inlaid with various strange-shaped gems, shining brightly.
"What the hell! What the hell is this?"
Baili Pang'er's jaw almost dropped. He felt that he had seen more strange things today than in his entire life.
The mysterious man looked at the armor, his pupils shrank slightly, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger.
He felt that if he didn't leave now, he might really die here.
"What...what on earth is this?" The mysterious man asked with a trembling voice, suppressing the panic in his heart.
"Don't worry about it. It's not for you anyway." Wu Hen raised his eyebrows and prepared to open the third box.
"enough!"
The mysterious man roared, veins popping out on his forehead, "Let's go!"
He glared at Wu Hen fiercely, then waved his hand and turned the remaining members of the Ancient God Church into a ball of yellow sand and disappeared on the spot.
"Oh, you're running away already? How boring." Wu Hen curled his lips and closed the box again, looking as if he was still unsatisfied.
Lin Qiye let out a long sigh and felt his whole body relax.
The tense atmosphere just now made him feel like his heart was about to jump out.
"Huh... finally leaving. I thought I was really going to have to leave here today."
Fatty Baili sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.
"Yeah, I'm so tired." Cao Yuanhai also collapsed on the ground, the wounds on his body still aching slightly.
"By the way, where is Yu Qingren? Why can't I see him?" Cao Yuanhai suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly.
Lin Qiye looked around and shook his head: "He should still be on the highway, right? I just saw him being dragged away by something."
"Oh, this unlucky child."
Cao Yuanhai sighed helplessly, then looked at Wu Hen with curiosity: "Where on earth did you get so many treasures? You even scared that mysterious man away?"
Wu Hen smiled mysteriously and pointed to his head: "Secret!"
Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance and recovered, Jiang Haner's attention was suddenly attracted by the scene in the distance.
She pointed to the Wujie airspace in the distance, which was originally shrouded in fog, her eyes full of surprise: "Look there!"
In the distant Wujie sky, the fog receded like a tide, revealing the long-lost clear sky.
Jiang Han'er looked at the area that was gradually becoming clearer, and the tension in her heart finally relaxed.
The fear and anxiety that were previously shrouded in fog now turned into gratitude for surviving the disaster.
She took a deep breath, feeling the long-lost freshness in the air, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.
"The fog has cleared!"
Jiang Haner shouted excitedly, her voice trembling slightly, the trembling sound of the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally being released.
She knew that this meant that the people trapped in the center of Gusu finally had hope of being rescued.
During this period, she was under too much pressure and spent every day in anxiety and worry.
Now that the fog has dissipated, it is undoubtedly a ray of light in the darkness.
"Great!"
Jiang Haner turned around and looked at the team members behind her. She quickly adjusted her mood and a resolute look reappeared on her face.
"Everyone, get ready! We'll immediately organize a rescue convoy and head to Gusu Center!"
"Yes!" the team members responded in unison, their voices filled with excitement.
They were also eager to get into the Gusu Center as soon as possible to rescue their compatriots in distress.
Soon, vehicles loaded with relief supplies, under the command of Jiang Haner, slowly drove towards the Wujie airspace.
Wherever the convoy passed, it raised clouds of dust, like a giant steel dragon, passing through the gradually dispersing fog.
When the convoy passed through the last thin fog, Jiang Haner suddenly realized something was wrong.
Her eyes were fixed on the front, and she saw several figures wearing Journey to the West masks standing there vaguely at the end of the fog.
Their figures looked particularly strange in the residual fog, like evil spirits walking out from the depths of hell.
"Stop the car!" Jiang Haner shouted sternly, her voice full of vigilance.
The convoy braked immediately, and the harsh sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground broke the silence.
She had an ominous premonition in her heart, and she always felt that the figures in front of her were definitely not good people.
"What's going on?" a team member asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.
Jiang Han'er didn't answer, but just stared ahead with a sharp gaze.
She slowly tightened her grip on the weapon in her hand, her eyes fixed on the leading figure wearing a Sun Wukong mask.
"Tsk tsk, isn't this the beautiful captain of Team 017? It's been a long time since we last met..."
The figure wearing the Monkey King mask made a slightly magnetic sound.
There was a hint of teasing in his tone, and the people behind him all let out creepy laughter...
"Fuck, what the hell is this?"
The team members behind Jiang Han'er immediately faced a powerful enemy and raised their weapons.
The muzzles of the guns were all pointed at those strange figures.
There was a tension in the air, like the calm before the storm.
I saw those people wearing strange clothes and masks of characters from Journey to the West.
It appears and disappears in the residual fog, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.
The one walking in front is a guy wearing a Monkey King mask.
He crossed his arms over his chest, leaning forward slightly, as if sizing up the group of uninvited guests.
Following closely behind was a fat man wearing a Zhu Bajie mask. He was carrying a person on his back. It looked like a girl, hanging limply on the fat man's back.
The other person was wearing a monk Sha's mask. He was dragging a simple trailer with several unconscious people tied to it.
This picture seems a little off no matter how you look at it.
"Molly!?"
Jiang Han'er looked carefully at the person on Zhu Bajie's back and immediately screamed. She quickly rushed out of the car and ran towards those people.
"do not come!"
The guy wearing the Sun Wukong mask seemed to have expected her to do this and immediately raised his hand to signal her to stop.
Jiang Haner slammed on the brakes and stopped abruptly. She stared at the Monkey King masked man with a vigilant look.
"Who are you? Why are you bringing Molly and the others?!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, beautiful lady, don't be so nervous!"
The Monkey King masked man said with a grin, "We are not bad people. We are here to give you a gift."
At this time, Lin Qiye's voice came from behind Sun Wukong,
"Han'er, Moli'er, and Qin Kai'er need immediate treatment. They are all injured."
"Lin Qiye?!" Jiang Han'er widened her eyes. She couldn't believe her ears.
Lin Qiye actually appeared here?
And he's with this group of weird people?
Lin Qiye walked out from behind the crowd, with his usual calm smile on his face.
Wu Hen followed beside him, holding a lollipop in his hand, looking a little nonchalant.
"Also, our people are still waiting for rescue at the South Gate."
Wu Hen added, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
Jiang Han'er stood there in a daze, unable to react for a moment.
Her mind raced, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Put Molly down quickly!" Jiang Han'er came back to her senses and said to Zhu Bajie.
Baili Panger carefully took Molly off his back and gently placed her on the ambulance. He looked at Molly's pale face with eyes full of heartache.
"Beauty, you have to take good care of her! This girl has suffered so much!"
He carefully instructed the rescue team members, fearing that Molly would be hurt again.
"Hey, Fatty, don't just focus on the beauty, there are other people too!"
Wu Hen said sarcastically, pointing to the trailer towed by Monk Sha.
Upon hearing this, Monk Sha silently pulled the trailer next to the ambulance.
The people above were actually An Yuqing and two other injured team members.
While everyone was busy treating the wounded, Lin Qiye looked at Jiang Haner and said slowly,
"It seems that new trouble has come..."
He looked meaningfully in the distance.
"Hey, Fatty, looking at your reluctant look, someone who doesn't know would think you're having an affair with that girl."
Wu Hen held a lollipop in his mouth and teased Baili Pang'er with a sly smile on his face.
His peach blossom eyes were sparkling with gossip at this moment.
"Get lost, what do you know!"
Fatty Baili blushed and quickly retorted, but he couldn't help but glance in Molly's direction.
"Tsk tsk, are you still embarrassed? What a pure little fat boy."
Wu Hen shook his head, then took out a piece of talisman paper from his system backpack and handed it to Baili Pang'er.
"Here, I'll give you a 'Perspective Talisman'. When we come to rescue you later, you can check on Molly's condition, but don't do anything bad!"
When Fatty Baili heard this, he immediately became energetic, took the talisman with shining eyes, and was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
"Brother Wu still understands me!"
"Okay, Fatty, don't waste time, go and help."
Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly, then looked at Jiang Haner.
"Han'er, we need to find a place to treat Molly and the others first, and ask them what happened."
Jiang Haner nodded and then asked, "By the way, which special team are you from?"
''Why have I never seen you before?
Lin Qiye and Wu Hen looked at each other.
Wu Hen shrugged and said, "We are the fifth special team. It's normal that you haven't heard of us. After all, we have always kept a low profile."
"The fifth team? There is a fifth special team? Why haven't I heard of it?" Jiang Han'er frowned in confusion.
"Hey, beautiful captain, please stop asking so many questions. It's a special team, so there are always a few hidden models."
Fatty Baili chuckled and patted Jiang Haner on the shoulder, "We have something else to do, so we'll be leaving first!"
After saying that, Baili Pang'er winked at Lin Qiye and Wu Hen.
Then he turned around and left first, followed by Jialan'er and Cao Yuanhai, and disappeared into the fog.
Jiang Haner opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Lin Qiye glanced at Jiang Han'er meaningfully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Then they followed Wu Hen's footsteps. Their backs, wearing Journey to the West masks, looked particularly mysterious in the gradually dispersing fog.
"Why don't they take the rescue vehicle?" Cao Yuanhai looked at the people going away, scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Fatty Baili smiled mysteriously and said in a low voice, "You don't understand this, right? This is called a sense of mystery! Do you understand, a sense of mystery?"