Chapter 272 Yongtian Master Bravely Breaks the Dungeon 19

Isn't the communication in the club been interrupted?

Why do these guys from other continents talk like they are watching live broadcasts?

Guderian hesitated for a moment.

Modoch Berucci's phone call became the last straw that crushed him.

The Australian Mage Association is a branch of the American Mage Association. This is a secret that everyone on earth knows.

So many families or forces did not contact Guderian at all, but directly called Bellucci.

Of course, although the people who call Bellucci are quite powerful, the tone of speech is naturally not as tough as that to Guderian, but ask for help. For example, the commander-in-chief of the Glorious Salvation Army, the current president of the Italian Mage Association, the patriarch of Banderas, and Joseph Banderas, shouted one by one Modoc brothers, and begged the brother to save his son Nirio for the sake of his previous relationship. I cried for Bellucci twice on the spot. Although Berucci is tough, he can't stand it in the face of this pressure. He can't care about the calls made by the Mage Association as a personal person, which represents the actual forces that control the magic world of various countries. Together, these forces are half of Europe and the strongest half. Otherwise, you are not qualified to intervene in such an international observer mission. If you offend a person who is not afraid and offend a bunch of people, you have to weigh it. And Bellucci was quite annoyed by the series of events in Sydney. Originally, I invited the International Observer Mission to wipe the buttocks of the Australian Mage Association, but they didn't wipe the shit clean, and they rubbed more and more! If it hadn't been for the fact that Guderian was his brother-in-law, Bellucci would have planned to kill Guderian and set up another president. But now, he can only call Guderian to wake up the guy who can't recognize the situation.

Naturally, Bellucci, who was full of fire, would not have any good tone. As soon as Guderian picked up the phone, he was scolded with blood in his face. If you don't listen to the explanation, don't listen to the reason, in short, you Guderian rescued the International Observer Mission safely, then hello, hello, everyone, but if anyone has one, the position of the president of the Australian Mage Association will have to be replaced by another person! Bellucci also brought up his missing sister and asked Guderian to find out the whereabouts of Elally as soon as possible. The living see people, death and death. It can't be so immortal!

After answering the phone, Guderian only felt a layer of cold sweat on his back, and even his underwear was soaked. He said angrily, "This dog/sissy, when I'm a person, I don't have a good tone. I'm scolded for this, and that's a scold. If you hadn't put all these messy things in my place, how could these things have happened? Is it my fault now? Don't annoy me, I won't wait for you!" After scolding for a while, he took his mobile phone and waved to the helicopter pilot, "Go!"

The driver was also an apprentice of the Mage Association. When he saw the president's words, he hurriedly asked, "Continue to track the monsters?"

Guderian stared and said angrily, "Track fart! Don't you see that the whole world is going crazy? Go and save the masters of the observation team! It can be saved. Hello, hello, everyone. If you can't save it, you have to use it as food for the monster!"

The driver shrank his neck and said to himself, "You must be the first to ration the monster. When it's my turn, the president doesn't know how much to change. He was so angry that he only dared to send it to us!" He didn't dare to talk back, turned around the helicopter and flew to the Aphrodite club. Gudri was still holding the idea of speed and speed. With a fierce attack, he simply left only a group of three gray-robed mages to cooperate with the navy to monitor the movement of monsters, and took all the people and horses to save the trapped observation group.

Before flying to the coast, I received the news from the clubhouse that the mages of the rescue team were completely destroyed, and only the army aviation soldiers were wandering around the world and did not dare to go down!

The bad news is really one after another.

The underground entrance of the clubhouse is lost.

The infected person in the lobby on the first floor turned into a rotting corpse and rushed into the basement, and I don't know what happened below.

Guderian was also anxious and urged the driver to speed up.

Approaching the Aphrodite clubhouse from the air, you can see a thick ink around the clubhouse from afar, and the gathered rotten corpses are almost like the sea that is about to submerge the small clubhouse. The helicopter hovering in the air faces the sea of rotting corpses, as inconspicuous as a group of flies.

Looking into the clubhouse again, his eyes were full of rotten corpses, squeezing and rushing in.

Guderian jumped out of the helicopter angrily and startled the people around him. He thought he would grow up and lost his head and planned to go down to fight against the rotten corpse. It's a little difficult for the big guy. Is it following or not? If you don't jump, if the president comes back alive, you really can't stand the calculation after autumn. But if you jump, what's going on? There is no return from the rotting corpse group. You said that you finally learned a spell and went to the United States for further study. It's a good time. How bad is it for a serious elite turtle to die like this?

Fortunately, when everyone was hesitating, they saw that Guderian had flown into a helicopter of the rescue team like a meteor. That's the command plane of the rescue team. The crowd was just relieved, and the president dared to plead guilty angrily.

Guderian flew into the command helicopter and saw at a glance that the mage responsible for commanding the rescue was still one of his cronies, named Agassie Chris. His official position was the executive director of the Australian Mage Association, who was also a real person in power. He was one of the few in the Australian Mage Association who did not go to the United States for further study. There are no mages who have learned the spells of the Asara sect, but they are in the same genre as the Guderian Master. They all belong to the Elemental School of the Wizards Guild, also known as the Garrijo School. Without this identity, he would not have become Gudrian's cronies. He usually does things safely and well. Although he lacks change, he is also reliable. Guderian couldn't figure out that there were nearly twenty mages, all in gray robes. How could the whole army be destroyed? He rushed into the plane and saw that the cronin's face huddled on the seat like dead ashes. Suddenly, he hit the fire and grabbed the cronin's robe and shouted, "What's the matter? Isn't it just a group of brainless carrion? I asked you to bring all the fire research group. How can they all die? Those carrion corpses don't have wings, so they can't fly to the helicopter!"

******* I'm still the dividing line of counting********

This is the third update today, hehe.

As for the problem that the title of the novel does not match the title, uh-huh, it must be admitted that the topic is very serious now. I will end the fifth volume as soon as possible and return to the theme from the smuggling channel of the sixth volume. Let's see how the protagonist develops the company and forms a monopoly empire.