Chapter 1732 Plan

When the candle holder was on the verge of death, the space in front of him slowly twisted, and then a withered arm stretched out from it and slapped the body of the door-closed man. The next second, the door-closed man's body exploded with a "bang", and the huge impact force directly knocked Wu back.

The dark blue butterfly flew towards the candle holder, but something was faster than it. The withered hand grabbed the butterfly and crushed it with a fierce squeeze.

This killing move that even Wu and Mr. Shui dared not to underestimate was wiped out so casually, leaving no trace.

In order to cover the retreat of the Great River Lady, Wu took a breath and swung a knife at the old president who had half of his body exposed. The layers of knife light were extremely powerful, but such a blow was actually taken by the withered arm.

However, the purpose was achieved. The Great River Lady took the opportunity to withdraw and returned to the team safely.

The candle holder who had escaped death had a ferocious look on his face. He knew that if the old president had acted a little later, his life would have been over. "President, Quanxu is stubborn and unrepentant. There is no point in keeping him!"

The old president finally showed up, but most of his body was still wrapped in thick black fog. Only his hands and feet were exposed. He could barely see that he was wearing a long gray cloth gown and a pair of old-fashioned cloth shoes with white soles and black surfaces. His ankles and hands were exposed and were dark blue, covered with ugly dead spots.

Under the candle holder's ferocious gaze, the old president slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the top of the old man's head. The old man's body began to tremble, and all the blood in his body gathered towards his head. His pale face turned red, and blood kept flowing out of the corners of his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. The scene was very miserable.

But the old man was not in pain. Instead, he laughed wildly as if he had accomplished his mission.

"What are you laughing at?" The candle holder suddenly felt something was wrong. This feeling came very suddenly. It was completely due to the sequelae left after fighting with the old man with full beard many times. "I ask you, what are you laughing at?!"

As if he realized something, the candle holder suddenly reached out and pulled off the robe that the old man with full beard never took off. The next second, his child hole shrank into a slit.

The thin old man with full beard had an exaggerated bulge on his abdomen. After tearing off his clothes, the candle holder completely collapsed. He saw that the old man with full beard had dense stitches on his belly. This was a very direct and rough way to sew a big guy into his body.

"Hehe, you are incorrigible." The old man with full beard was blind, but he was still smiling, "I know that the girl can sense this thing, but if it is stuffed into her stomach, she can't sense it, you say, right?"

"Impossible!" The candle holder screamed, "You only have two of this thing, one was used 20 years ago, and the other was destroyed by the girl! Destroyed!"

"You are deceiving me! You are deceiving me!"

"Hehe, who told you that there are only two of this thing?" The old man with full beard raised his eyes with blood and tears, "Let me guess, are you the insider lurking in the institute, the deputy director who looks honest and looks good with black-framed glasses?"

At this point, Jiang Cheng and the others have also seen clearly that this is also a trap, and the old man with full beard had expected it long ago Jiang Cheng looked at Lin Wan'er angrily because the other party would do this, but No. 13 shook his head fiercely, "Zero, don't get me wrong, we don't know either, we really don't know!"

Lin Wan'er took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, "He is using No. 1 to set up a trap. No. 1's death was arranged by him, and the purpose was to cooperate with the Night Watch to complete the next plan!"

"And Gong Zhe, that is also his chess piece. That's right, how can this scene be more realistic without killing a character like Gong Zhe?!"

All the unreasonable things were linked together at once, and there was also the insistence on sending the reserve team into the battlefield, resulting in the lack of personnel guarding the secret weapon. This was clearly an intentional loophole to let the people like Rusty Lady drill in. If the weapon was not destroyed, the old president would not show up!

Then there is the last link. The old man with full beard knew that the other party would definitely kidnap him, and they would definitely not be willing to kill him directly, because he had a lot of important information.

Also, he guessed the heart of his old rival, the Candle Man.

He has been defeated so many times, and has been defeated in open and secret struggles for decades. This time he will definitely get back at it and show off in front of him as a winner.

And the last step is to get as close to the old president as possible, the closer the better. Lin Wan'er turned her head suddenly and looked at the three people, Wushui Laoye, Dahe Niangniang, "You didn't just want to kill the candle holder, but just to force him into a desperate situation and let the old president save him!"

"You are also one of them! But when did you contact the old man Quanxu?" This is what Lin Wan'er really couldn't figure out.

"It was me." Mr. Jingde, the storyteller, spoke slowly. "I was the one who secretly persuaded Wu to do it. I didn't reveal that this was the plan of the old man Quanxu. Their goal was to really kill the candle holder, but they just didn't succeed."

"This is also what the old man Quanxu meant. Quanxu said that if the old president was very close, he would directly detonate the weapon. If the distance was a little far and it couldn't be guaranteed to be fatal, then Wu and the others would have to carry out this last step and lure the old president out."

"Buzz--"

Accompanied by a sharp buzzing sound, everyone's body was restricted. This was a feeling that was difficult to visualize, a bit like electric shock, with the current shuttling back and forth in the blood vessels.

The center of the buzzing was the old man with a beard who was the commander-in-chief of this operation. His belly slowly turned transparent, and the bones, blood vessels, and tendons inside could be seen very clearly. Of course, there was also the basketball that probably contained A secret weapon that looks like a bomb.

I could feel that the old president and everyone nearby wanted to escape, but none of them could do it. There seemed to be a weird tearing force inside. It was not an explosion, but a collapse inward, pushing everyone towards them. All must be pulled inside the old man's body.

"Jingde, don't forget what I told you!" Old Man Quanxu's voice sounded like thunder, "I'm going!

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As that ray of light comparable to the sun lit up, Mr. Jingde, known as the storyteller, took out a gavel from his sleeve. Mr. Jingde did not see any movement. The gavel spun strangely, and then grew longer in the wind. It gets bigger and bigger until it includes everyone.

"Sorry, I can only save some people from this catastrophe to the limit of my ability." Mr. Jingde handed over to everyone, and later shouted, "Soldiers, come out!"

7 or 8 men in tattered camouflage uniforms helped each other out without any hesitation.

"Not enough." Mr. Jingde shook his head.

At this moment, Mr. Luo, who was covered in injuries, also limped out of the team.

"Secret Army, come out with me!"