Chapter 31 Team 13

The power below? Murong Qingyun's face was bitter and savored the meaning of Li Feng's words, but his mind had not fully unfolded, and a two-meter-high light gate appeared beside Li Feng, which was only three seconds before Li Feng made that request.

A young man who seemed to be in his 20s came out of Guangmen, but Murong Qingyun knew that the people in Hancheng seemed to be not old, so it was difficult to judge the age of the visitors.

The young man has no eyes, but is replaced by a ferocious pink wound. At first glance, it is a masterpiece left by Warcraft. There is a small mechanical object on the young man's ear, which looks like a headset used by bodyguards before the disaster. Other than that, the young man looks ordinary and there is nothing special. .

A name suddenly sounded in Murong Qingyun's mind. Luo Bing. Before coming to Hancheng this time, Mr. Kang Zhiwen, the leader of domestic physics research, found himself and made himself find a blind scientist named Luo Bing to take him back when he broke the city. Mr. Kang said that Luo Bing is likely to be Hancheng Technology to this day. The key factor at this point.

"Hello, Mr. Luo!" Everyone, including Li Feng, greeted the blind youth with great respect. From this name, Murong Qingyun confirmed his speculation that the person who came was Luo Bing.

"Lord Li, please recall all the team members. In addition, tighten the roots of the cold city. I have provided a lot of energy for the cold city." After Luo Bing came out, he immediately spoke to Li Feng. He spoke quickly, but he was not nervous.

"Good!"

Under the arrangement of Li Feng, the second, third and ninth teams of the cold city returned to the central square of the cold city. At the same time, all the roots of the cold city moved and moved closer to the center of the square.

Seeing the movement of the root of the cold city, Murong Qingyun's face showed shock. Although the magic plant of the root of the cold city can move by itself, the movement of many ancillary facilities attached to the root of the cold city consumes energy. The cold city can also stimulate the whole city to shrink and move. Obviously, its energy has not been exhausted. According to Luo Bing, it seems that he still has a lot of energy in his hand, but isn't Luo Bing a scientist in the cold city? Isn't his energy stored in the cold city?

Xiao Bai and Shen Hei followed the second team of the cold city. When they saw Murong Qingyun surrounded by a group of soldiers in the center, they immediately cast spells and rushed down. In their eyes, mortals were mortals. Although the technology was strong, they did not pose much threat to them. As long as they were cautious, they seemed to be able to do whatever they wanted.

But they soon understood what the real technology of Hancheng is.

"Receed!" Luo Bing's mouth moved gently. Xiao Bai and Shen Hei and a gang of monks only felt that the protective spiritual power around their bodies suddenly disappeared, and the spiritual power on the soles of their feet that had been supporting them suddenly disappeared. Except for Xiao Bai and Shen Hei, all the monks fell from the sky like rain and fell into mud on the hard ground of the cold city.

Xiao Bai and Shen Hei squeezed out some new spiritual power from their bodies in time and reluctantly landed on the ground, but their eyes were already full of incredible shock. Murong Qingyun was also shocked. He opened his mouth wide and stared at Luo Bing in a daze.

After all, Xiao Bai and Shen Hei still refused to give up. They looked at each other and saw the murderousness and persistence in each other's eyes. Xiao Bai's Bai Ling came out of his hand, and Shen Hei's black fog ball also appeared behind Luo Bing out of thin air. The two still did not believe that a small mortal could do anything to themselves.

Murong Qingyun noticed that Li Feng and the three captains did not move. At this time, he knew that the two senior apprentices in Sanjian Mountain were finished.

Sure enough, the corners of Luo Bing's mouth raised gently: "Explosion!"

Only listen to "Puff! Poo!" With two muffled sounds, Xiao Bai and Shen Hei's heads suddenly burst open, as if two watermelons full of white pulp suddenly broke, and the red and white ** splashed everywhere, staining the square with blood, which also made Murong Qingyun's brain completely short-circuited.

Second kill!

"How can it be? They are all foundation-building monks... And aren't you a scientist..." Murong Qingyun looked at Luo Bing incredulously and couldn't figure out how the scientific genius in Kang Zhiwen's mouth suddenly became a master of killing monks, and he couldn't see his move at all. It seemed to deal with two foundation-building. The monk is effortless at all.

"There are thirteen moat teams in the cold city. In addition to being a scientist," Luo Bing raised a smile at the corners of his mouth: "He is also the captain of the thirteenth team!"

Murong Qingyun muttered: "The strategy of elite soldiers in the cold city. There are only 13 teams in hundreds of countries with hundreds of soldiers to protect them. Originally, I thought you were just blindly superstitious about technology and claimed to be big, but I didn't expect that you could really do it. Not only blocked millions of troops, but also blocked the elites along the whole gorge from breaking in the cold city. Bad, more terrible to break through the South China Sea and the west, you are really strong!"

Hearing the heartfelt praise from the youngest genius in the Gorge City, Luo Bing couldn't help smiling: "What you see is just the tip of the iceberg. Many of the original strategies have to wait for his brother to come back to decide. Now that he has returned, Hancheng will be born in a few years."

Brother? Is it Luo Han? The legendary savior?

Murong Qingyun was about to ask Luo Bing, but he heard a low roar in the sky. He suddenly looked up to the north. A red meteor approached from afar. Because the distance was too far away, it seemed that the meteor moved very slowly, but Murong Qingyun knew very well that the speed of the meteor was absolutely not slow. When it comes to death, it will not exceed ten seconds.

Suddenly, a huge regret filled Murong Qingyun's heart. He chose to destroy the cold city for the sake of his father's rights and the growth of the family. But isn't the technology of the cold city the hope of mankind? The cold city, which has reached the level of fighting against the foundation monks in 20 years, and achieved a group of barbaric tribes fighting with each other. This is really Is it correct?

How can he be so confused when he claims to be the smartest military division in the Gorge Border Area?

"Ah, Luo Bing, find a way. That's a 200-ton nuclear bomb!" Murong Qingyun suddenly shouted to Luo Bing. He regretted it for the first time in 20 years.

Luo Bing smiled. Nothing is happier than seeing the enemy's repentance. So in the huge roar caused by the fall of the nuclear bomb, he smiled and said, "Master Murong, don't worry. We have been looking for this nuclear bomb in the cross mouth collection for a long time. Thank you for giving it to us."

What? Murong Qingyun is completely stupid. Is Luo Bing talking anthe opposite, or crazy?

Luo Bing stopped talking. He held his hands in front of him, as if to grab some object in the void. It could be seen that it was a cylindrical object. He held it very hard, and his buttocks even slowly fell, forming a semi-squatting posture.

The huge wind pressure brought by the nuclear bomb fell from the sky, and Murong Qingyun was pressed to the ground and could not raise his head, but strong curiosity drove him to raise his head desperately and look at the sky, so he saw a scene that he would never forget.

The nuclear bomb was hundreds of meters above the cold city. Two huge arms stretched out from the void held the front part of the nuclear bomb. The nuclear bomb fell faster and faster. When it fell about 100 meters above Murong Qingyun's head, it was completely still. The two void arms seemed to be from the world of giants. They held the nuclear bomb. Unmoving, this 200-ton king of destruction can no longer fall.

"This...this...how is this possible...how is it possible?" Murong Qingyun looked at the nuclear bomb and Luo Bing, who kept hugging him, and subconsciously said to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Luo Bing smiled. He didn't have the strength to explain. He had more important things to do. A light board quickly flew up over the cold city and was dragged down by the two giant arms of flattened nuclear bombs, fixed to death, and then the two giant arms slowly disappeared.

"No, there is also a timing device, less than a minute, less than a minute!" Murong Qingyun, who has always been sharp-thinking and calm, completely degenerated into an ignorant young bird today. He suddenly shouted. He remembered the two ways of explosion of the nuclear bomb. If the landing impact did not trigger the explosion program, the old computer built into the nuclear bomb would stimulate the fission program and lead to the explosion of the nuclear bomb.

"Thank you for reminding me." Luo Bing said slightly weakly. Although he did not need the other party's reminder, he was still happy to hear it, because Murong Qingyun's reminder would give the whole Murong family a chance to survive. Luo Bing did not like to kill people, even to the enemy.

"Young man, with Mr. Luo here, such a nuclear bomb is really a small thing." Li Feng walked to Murong Qingyun, patted the talented soldier on the shoulder, and said over his fingers, "Look carefully."

Murong Qingyun's eyes widened and looked up. In just a few seconds, the nuclear bomb in the sky had disappeared, replaced by a piece of parts scattered like a metal ocean. Shell metal sheets, screws, control chips, wires, rubber, thermonuclear charge, and even burning fuel were all classified. It is loaded in a suspended closed light box.

"How can this nuclear bomb be disassembled? As long as the control chip loses its function, it will definitely explode automatically. How can it be dismantled intact?" Although he knew that Luo Bing had done it, Murong Qingyun still couldn't believe it.

Looking at the tired Luo Bing, Li Feng scratched his head and said, "I really can't explain this principle. Do you know what team the 13th team in the cold city led by Mr. Luo is? The science and technology team is specialized in playing this. Those pre-disaster things are about the same level as children's building blocks in front of him."

Luo Bing glanced at Li Feng. This cold-blooded general really said a lot today. Did he take a fancy to Murong Qingyun?

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, a huge fireball suddenly lit up in the south, like a noon sun suddenly emerged from the void, and then slowly turned into a huge red crown. Two seconds later, a deafening explosion came, almost cracking everyone's eardrums.

Murong Qingyun said strangely, "No, we only prepared one nuclear bomb. Did Ye Wenzhan's old fox prepare other nuclear bombs, but he also hit too biased?"

Li Feng shook his head: "It's not a nuclear bomb. The explosion of that thing did not form a mushroom cloud, but the shape of a corolla that spread evenly, indicating that it is a thing that explodes in mid-air, which is likely to be a monk's spell. It seems that the battle in Nanqing Mountain is very fierce."

Luo Bing smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder I have to go out. It turns out that my brother has met such a difficult enemy. I think the shock wave has a great impact on the cold city. Open the shield and I'll let the power below."

After "Okay" Li Feng agreed, everyone took action, and the nuclear bomb parts and radioactive materials in the sky were quickly put away. At the same time, layers of light curtains shrouded over the cold city.

Murong Qingyun was surprised to find that the shield over the cold city is not a simple arc, but a complex shield with various geometric shapes. Because the shield has a faint yellow, when the number is more than 20 layers, the whole cold city has been shrouded in a faint golden color, like a mysterious yellow. Golden City.

"Does this look like running out of energy..." Murong Qingyun laughed at himself, lay down on the not cold ground, put his arms under his head, looked up at the Qili shield above, and smiled uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth: "This time I can also experience the sense of security as a people of a cold city. That's great."