Several people on the top of the mountain opened fire wildly. Hua Zhenyu pulled Yang Siye's body and rushed back to the top of the mountain desperately.

Wang Bang followed Hua Zhenyu and picked up Yang Si's purple gold stick.

If the men in black rushed up at this moment, Hua Zhenyu and the others could not resist it, but the men in black did not do so.

The ambassador fell off the cliff and his deputy was injured. They no longer had the mood to fight. Some helped his deputy back down, while others went down the mountain to look for the ambassador, not caring about the people on the top of the mountain.

Hua Zhenyu and the others were also lucky enough to bring Mr. Yang back to the top of the mountain.

Lying on the top of the mountain, people hurriedly applied medicine to him. No matter who was not dead, they still had to rescue him.

After Master Yang spit out two mouthfuls of blood, he reluctantly raised his hand and wiped away the blood from his beard.

"I hate being sloppy. It doesn't matter if you die, your image cannot collapse."

Hua Zhenyu was a little amused and laughed: "Brother, you still care about this."

"Haha, after all, I'm the number one person in the province. Of course I have to care about it. Everyone, I may need a rest and take care of it."

After saying that, Master Yang tilted his head and fainted.

Hua Zhenyu asked their girls to take care of Mr. Yang Si, and his only requirement was that they would never die.

Losing the first combat power of Mr. Yang Si, there are only eight people who can participate in the battle now.

Hua Zhenyu is even the number one master among these eight people.

If the man in black attacks again, it will definitely be unstoppable.

But they also have hope in their hearts. Mr. Yang pushed the other leader off the cliff. If he fell to death, the battle might end.

At this moment, they heard a cheer from the foot of the mountain.

The war correspondent who had just disappeared ran back again. He was not tired when he was sitting in the interview car, but he was sweating profusely: "The leader in black was not dead. He is so tough. Now the organization has returned."

Hua Zhenyu stood up and coughed. He had automatically replaced himself as the leader and felt that it was time to fight to the death.

I didn’t think so much about whether I was dead or alive, but he felt that Mr. Yang was very cool just now, so he wanted to give it a try.
Chapter completed!