MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 470 It's fine if you don't believe in God
"???" The middle-aged man shook violently.
He didn't expect that even he was almost conquered by his aura, but the person in front of him was still so ignorant.
Angry eyebrows just about to explode completely.
But Wang Wen waved her hand and said, "Forget it's not important."
"It's good if you don't believe in God. Then I can do it freely. I'm afraid that your backyard will catch fire and you will waste my time by talking about it." Wang Wen raised her hands and patted them gently.
The middle-aged man frowned.
There was just some confusion on his face.
The light in the entire restaurant suddenly dimmed.
The chaos is over before it can happen.
All the prison guards in the dining room were restrained, stripped of all their equipment, and only their underwear was left naked, and they were piled up in a corner.
All the prisoners opened their mouths wide and stood there dumbfounded with their dinner plates in their hands.
He stared blankly at the two young and old who instantly restrained the prison guards in the hall.
He embarrassed patted the dust on his trousers, stood beside the cooker and asked loudly: "Boss, do the prison guards want to arrest the cooker?"
Wang Wen replied casually: "As long as it is a prison guard."
The beater next to the pot yelled in fright: "I'm not a prison guard! I'm just a prisoner assigned to work in the restaurant!"
"Really?" He embarrassed looked up and down the man suspiciously, making him tremble in fright.
Liu Jiannan was very conscientious and did not get entangled in these petty profits.
He focused on controlling the prison guards in the corner, then pulled out the communicator and threw it to them, and said in their surprised, angry and confused eyes: "Notify, let all the prison guards come over, whatever you say."
The middle-aged man standing at the dining table watched everything that happened.
There was a trace of complex emotions in his eyes that even he didn't understand.
He hesitated and asked Wang Wen: "What on earth do you want to do? Prison escape? Even if you go out by this means, you won't be far away! Why don't you follow me, I can send you out at any time, it's absolutely legal and safe !"
Wang Wen didn't talk to him again.
Prisons responded quickly.
Not long after the controlled prison guards called for support, harsh sirens rang out inside and outside the restaurant.
Followed by a large number of armed men.
They pointed guns at the restaurant from all directions, and at the same time yelled through the loudspeaker to make all the prisoners squat in place and shoot if their foreheads were higher than their waistline.
All the prisoners, including the middle-aged man, squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Wang Min stood up instead.
Standing out from a group of prisoners with their heads in their hands is as conspicuous as a standout.
Instantly attracted most of the muzzle aiming.
The middle-aged man shouted nervously in a low voice: "You don't want to die!"
Wang Wen smiled at him.
Slowly walking towards the door of the restaurant amidst the louder warning sound of the tweeter.
"Bang bang bang!"
The armed men closest to the door were ordered to fire.
The bullets were blocked by layers of invisible substances in the air.
It didn't take long to lose kinetic energy and get stuck in the air and slowly cool down.
The gunfire became more intense.
The small warhead is inconspicuous in the air.
The armed men who were far away thought that the idiots at the door missed the shot!
I had no choice but to curse and help to shoot to stabilize the situation.
The chief who gave the orders was even more determined to make those who were missed go back and practice on the training ground until they died.
The result can be imagined.
Facing the chaotic gunshots, Wang Wen walked to the door of the restaurant safe and sound.
Silently removed the armed personnel's equipment, stripped them into naked pigs and dragged them into the restaurant and piled them to the corner.
All the armed men and prisoners who saw this scene were stunned.
Looking at more and more bare pigs and firearms and equipment in the restaurant.
The middle-aged man shouted in disbelief: "How did you do it?!"
Wang Wen at the entrance of the restaurant looked back at him.
no answer.
Step out of the restaurant.
There was a lot of movement outside.
The sounds of various ammunition continued.
Occasionally there were even explosions and eerie roars.
Such a big movement.
No one dared to move in the restaurant.
The prison guards who were piled together did not dare to move because Liu Jiannan was guarding him tightly.
The prisoners don't know whether they should squat or stand now. It seems that this kind of case has never happened in history, and there is no experience to refer to!
No matter how daring a prison break is, escape is the core theme.
How can there be this kind of beating out in front of the prison guards? ?
The prisoners are confused.
I just feel that no matter which side I follow, I will be dead.
Just stay where you are.
After all, I can't involve myself!
The people in the hall held their breath, unable to judge the situation outside the restaurant.
The only way to tell from the firelight through the windows was how intense the fighting outside was.
Everyone was more frightened than the other.
The younger brothers beside the middle-aged man squatted around him and whispered to each other.
Someone was curious: "Brother, do you know who this person is? This is too fierce, it doesn't look like a prison, but a robbery!"
The middle-aged man looked at the piles of prison guards and piles of equipment.
Years of experience can't support the three views at this time.
He rubbed his temples with a headache.
He waved his hand and slapped the younger brother who asked the question.
Not long after.
The sound outside the restaurant gradually quieted down.
Everyone saw a group of naked people lined up and walked in from the door, and consciously piled up in the corner.
The last one to walk in was Wang Min, dragging countless equipment and supplies behind her.
He dragged all the supplies into the restaurant.
Let He Zhuo and the others clear out an area, and arrange the tables, chairs, benches, and the ground in order.
And choose the equipment that is pleasing to the eye, and provide any slight auxiliary possibility for the subsequent tower climbing.
Among several people.
Liu Jiannan was the happiest.
Although he has been a 600-story boss for many years and has a profound background.
But what you can carry with you are precious world tower props.
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How can it compare to the use of ordinary materials "captured" in these towers?
He even feels.
After climbing the tower for so many years, I have never fought such a rich battle.
The table is full of weapons and guns that almost cover the entire prison, and the ammunition is even more sufficient than the backpack can fit.
So much firepower.
Liu Jiannan is confident that he will be able to help a lot in the next process of climbing the tower.
After all, there are many integer levels of progress that need to be solved by force. So many bullets can at least destroy many mortals, right?
He followed Wang Wen for a short time.
I don't know that Wang Wen can actually make guns directly through energy.
They are still some super-class products with special attributes and abilities that are not inferior to the world tower props!
This moment.
Liu Jiannan buried himself in the pile of things, he liked everything he picked, and had a great time.
Wang Wen didn't spend too much time on this pile of equipment.
Just pick some communication equipment and you're done.
The middle-aged man not far away looked at the supplies on the floor with flickering eyes.
He quietly moved to Wang Wen's side and asked softly, "Brother, you don't look like you're escaping from prison, do you? What do you want to do? Tell me? Maybe there is something I can use?"
"Of course it's not a prison escape." Wang Wen looked at him and said with a faint smile: "On the contrary, we want to guard the prison!"
"???" The middle-aged man shook violently.
The brain has not yet analyzed the specific meaning of this sentence.
Wang Wen walked up to the crowd of people in the corner of the restaurant with a communication device and said to them, "Compete to see who can call for the most support within the specified time. You can say whatever you want as long as you are fast."
