Chapter 45 is back!

PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to everyone! Today's update was a little late. I drank some wine before I came back. I'm sorry!

The old man Zhang Yu's body moved and came to the middle-aged lama. With a wave of the long gun in his hand, he suddenly stabbed a pale golden flame. This flame was much more powerful than the flame exerted by Zhang Yu before. It was Zhang Yu's long-thinking attack.

"How fast!" Looking at Zhang Yu turned into a streamer, the middle-aged lama's face couldn't help but change, and he suddenly panicked.

"That's the time!" Looking at the panicked middle-aged lama, Zhang Yu couldn't help but be happy. The long gun in his hand shot at the middle-aged lama.

"Die!"

"No!" A trace of unwillingness flashed in the middle-aged lama's eyes, and suddenly roared, and a golden light suddenly gushed out of his body. At this time, the middle-aged lama could not take care of the future, and the most important thing was to save his life now. Directly burn your own soul power that you don't have much.

"This is also trying to block me!" Looking at the golden light gushing from the middle-aged lama, a trace of disdain flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes. He held the palm of the long gun and shouted in his heart, "Panlong!"

"Boom!"

"No!" The old man beside him turned around and happened to see Zhang Yu's attack. He couldn't help shouting, but he didn't have time to stop Zhang Yu's attack.

In the old man's unbelievable eyes, the middle-aged lama's body was knocked down by justice, and a transparent hole in the middle-aged lama's chest stood up.

"Hero!" The old man looked at the middle-aged lama who flew backwards, and his eyes suddenly darken. He roared sadly, and his body moved towards the middle-aged lama.

A flash, the old man caught the middle-aged lama's body flying out.

"Hiro, how's it going? Are you all right?" Looking at the middle-aged lama in his arms, the old man couldn't help asking with concern.

"Uncle...cough... I... I'm afraid... I can't do it!" The middle-aged lama said in a weak voice, but he paused several times before he finished it. As he spoke, he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

"No!" The old man looked at the middle-aged lama in his arms and shook his head quickly. "Hiro, don't worry, you'll be fine. This injury is just a minor injury. A living Buddha will definitely save you!"

"Ha ha..." When the middle-aged man heard the old man's words, he couldn't help smiling, but he smiled at the wound and coughing violently.

"Uncle, let's go. Get out of here. We failed this mission!" Maybe it's the return of the light, but the middle-aged lama is much better than before.

"No!" The old man shook his head quickly when he heard the middle-aged lama's words, "We haven't failed yet. As long as we can kill this power and spirit child, we haven't failed!"

"No, we failed!" This time, the middle-aged lama did not agree with the old man. He shook his head and said, "We have lost an S-level power. If you fall here again, there will be only one living Buddha left in our vein. Even if we kill the spirit child, it will not change our fate of decline. Only you..." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his whole face was also distorted. "Only you..."

"Stop talking!" The old man shook his head and said in a choked voice, "If you go on, you will die!"

"No, let me go on!" The middle-aged lama smiled and said, "Only if you live, we will have two A-level or above, otherwise there will be no need for others to take action, and even India will not let us go!"

"Okay, stop talking, stop talking!" The old man wiped the blood on the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth and said quickly, "Let's go now. Let's go right away. Go back to India and take Brother Gumba back together!"

Although the old man was saddened by the injury of the middle-aged lama, he did not completely lose his mind. He knew that his vein was not only not tolerated in Tibet, China, but even in India, which accepted himself and others. In the past, he had living Buddhas and several A-level powers because of his vein. No force can easily destroy itself and others. But now that Gumba is dead, the middle-aged lama is dead. If the old man dies again, his vein is only the living Buddha, which means that he can be regarded as the top-level power of injury. At that time, even if the country does not take action for themselves and others, even the power of India will not let go of their own lineage. To know that you have a Buddha's artifact, India is the birthplace of the Buddha family. There are also Buddhist practitioners, and even the existence of a living Buddha. In the past, no one dared to provoke his strong vein, but if his vein strength is reduced, those Indian powers will never put a Buddhist weapon and will definitely touch themselves at that time. Without the protection of the top power, the old man doesn't have to think about what kind of situation he will face at that time.

Because of this, although the old man hated Zhang Yu and even wanted to die with Zhang Yu, the old man knew in his heart that he could not do this. There are hundreds of thousands of people behind him. Those who come from China with their own lineage. If they die, what kind of fate will they be waiting for them? The old man dares not gamble, nor can he gamble!

Looking at the old man who agreed, the middle-aged lama couldn't help but be happy. He seemed to forget the injury on his body and smiled, "Uncle... Thank you!" Before the words fell, the middle-aged man suddenly lost his spirit in his eyes and became gloomy.

"Hiro, let's go! Get out of here and go back to the living Buddha!" Slowly closing the middle-aged lama's eyes, the old man's face did not fluctuate at all. It seemed that the middle-aged man in his arms was just asleep.

Woth!

As soon as the old man moved, he was in the night sky.

Zhang Yu, who was beside him, watched this scene all the time, but he did not stop the old man from leaving. Although there is still a lot of gap between Zhang Yu's current strength and the S-level, it is completely enough to deal with the old man. However, if he is too forced to the old man, Zhang Yu doesn't want to. At that time, the old man would fight for his best, but he was not very afraid, but it would be very bad if he didn't have the spiritual child protected by Gebadan. As he watched the old man leave, Zhang Yu had no intention of chasing him.

"Alas... If I had known this, I didn't have to do it!" With a sigh, Zhang Yu came to Baru's side and picked up Baru on the ground.

He still heard some of the conversation between the old man and the middle-aged lama, and also understood the situation of the old man, but Zhang Yu did not have the slightest sympathy. If it hadn't been for the mutiny in those years, how could he be in such an embarrassing position now, so that now there are no heirs of living Buddhas, and they have to rob them in China. Now that we are losing soldiers and generals, we still have to worry about India's reaction. We can't live!

Holding up Baru's body, Zhang Yu did not rush to the place he had made an appointment with Hu Chuan and others, but walked in the direction he had chased before. Where is this fallen power, Master Lu Zak! Previously, time was tight, and Zhang Yu did not have time to take care of Luzac's body. Now he has repelled Gumba and others. Naturally, Zhang Yu can't let Luzac's body stay in this barren mountains. Although Tibet is located on the plateau, there are still many fierce beasts in it. If Luzak's body is damaged, Zhang Yu doesn't want a hero who sacrificed for the country, and he can't even keep his body. Do your best, this is Zhang Yu's requirement for himself!

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"Mr. Li, you said it's the middle of the night. Nothing will happen to Mr. Zhang, right?" Hu Chuan looked at Li Lei beside him and couldn't help frowning and said.

There were three jeeps parked beside them, and nearly ten fully armed soldiers were on guard beside the car, and there was a helicopter hovering on everyone's heads.

"It should be okay!" Li Lei said uncertainly that Zhang Yu had not contacted him for a while. Since he caught up with Gruyeb and others, Zhang Yu took the initiative to contact them. Although there was a satellite, the satellite could not see people clearly, and could only analyze and draw conclusions based on all aspects of information.

The last time Zhang Yu and Li Lei contacted him was half an hour ago. In the past half an hour, Li Lei had not received a communication request from Zhang Yu. According to the intelligence of the dragon clan, there was a chase that occurred dozens of kilometers away. However, who won the final victory in this chase? Li Lei has not received specific news. . When Hu Chuan asked, Li Lei was also worried, but with good professional quality, Li Lei did not show any discomfort on the surface.

"I hope so!" Hu Chuan heard Li Lei's answer and said with a wry smile, "I heard that Lhasa has been martial law?"

"Uh-huh!" Li Lei nodded. He once said this to Hu Chuan simply. After all, Hu Chuan is the director of the National Security Bureau in Lhasa. It is also his jurisdiction, but he did not say it in too much detail.

"You arranged for people to disguise their identity as tourists, which plays a certain role for tourists. However, because tomorrow is the accession of the spiritual child and the living Buddha's funeral, there is no decrease in the number of people on the Potala Palace Square tonight, and we have received the news that foreign forces seem to be planning something, so By the evening today, the garrison had temporarily arrived in Lhasa. After all, Li Lei came from intelligence work. After thinking about it, he said what he could tell Hu Chuan.

"Overseas forces!" Hearing Li Lei's words, Hu Chuan couldn't help frowning. The so-called foreign forces are nothing more than India, the United States and Japan, but Japan seems to have withdrawn two days ago, leaving only the United States and India.

"Huh?" Suddenly, a light flashed in Li Lei's eyes, who was sitting on the head of the car, and looked into the darkness. After a burst of astonishment, he was overjoyed.

"What's the matter?" Hu Chuan, who was beside him, couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Li Lei's face.

"Zhang Yu!" Li Lei shouted loudly when he heard the words, pointed to the dark night sky, and said excitedly, "Zhang Yu! It's Zhang Yu. He's back!"