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Chapter 130: Escape

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"Oh, the reincarnation person has exposed the main god. Check what's going on." Gu Bai ordered to the main god with some fun.

"Ding~ It is expected to use causal points x1000, mental power x1000, whether to investigate?" The voice of the main god sounded coldly.

Gu Bai nodded with certainty and said softly: "Investigate"

Xiaoji Yima felt that she really didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Being able to come out of the crisis-ridden main god space should be considered lucky, but she accidentally killed someone just after she came out. If it weren't for her wit, she would have spent the rest of her life in the prison cage. Now there is an unfathomable organization that has set her eyes on her damn thing, so why is she so unlucky?

With difficulty, Xiaoji retracted his eyes back, and once again retracted into the trash can. He tore open his clothes and tied them tightly to the bleeding wound on his legs. He lowered his head and began to recall what was wrong with him.

After killing the intruding agent, Xiaoji quickly made the decision to run away. However, he ran out of the room and unfortunately encountered the two agents waiting outside his rental apartment to pick up the Falcon.

"What's going on"

", why did he run out? Did the Falcon miss the action?"

Before the two agents could think more, they quickly pulled out their pistol from their waists, raised their guns, aimed, and pulled the trigger at Xiaoji's legs. The goal of the upper head was to take the person back. As for whether they were injured or disabled, it was not within the consideration of their executors.

The scorching bullets spewed out of the muzzle with powerful kinetic energy. They whizzed quickly in the air, and then sank into Xiaoji's running left leg.

"Ah" Xiaoji Yima felt a sudden pain in his left leg, and then he lost consciousness. His feet, which had originally moved, suddenly stopped one leg, and Xiaoji Yima, caught off guard, fell out and fell heavily to the ground.

They must not be caught and the gunshots have already sounded. Soon the police patrolling nearby blocks should be able to come. Seeing two agents holding guns getting closer, Xiao Ji secretly thought about how long he could delay.

"Who do you want to do something to me?" Xiaoji asked the agent angrily.

"You guys stop, raise your hands immediately and throw away your weapons. Otherwise I will shoot." The police officers patrolling the block saw this scene just right, and immediately called for support while stepping forward to stop it.

The agent did not react in extreme extremes and actually threw the gun in his hand to the ground obediently. As the police gradually approached, the two of them pointed at Xiaoji and said slowly, "We are agents of F. The man is suspected of multiple cases. The superior asked us to take him back and ended up running away. We had to choose to shoot."

"F-push" the police officer frowned and carefully took out the ID representing his identity from the agent's arms.

"Headquarters, headquarters, help me investigate these numbers." The policeman looked at the two agents on alert while picking up the walkie-talkie and reported the numbers representing the identities of the two agents.

"No problem, it's your own people. Let them continue to handle the case." A new command soon came from the walkie-talkie.

"Sorry, work, I don't know if you continue. I have to patrol there. This area is too messy." The police officer shrugged and walked away slowly.

f forced the people of the country to expose themselves. Xiao Ji thought about the information the police had just revealed and couldn't help but feel dull.

"Don't think that someone will come to save you, come with us," said the agent, staring at Xiaojichi's horse coldly.

After knowing that his opponent was the powerful US government, Xiaoji Yima was completely desperate. He was shot in his left leg and was constantly losing blood in his body. He had previously forced the killing agents to use the undead resurrection magic to make him feel depressed.

Just when he was about to give up resistance, two gunshots of "其 其 其" sounded. Xiaoji found that the two agents in front of him fell to the ground in disbelief with the gunshots.

Deep in the alley, a figure suddenly rushed out, looked down at Xiaoji's horse, and said quietly: "Xiaoji, why are you so embarrassed?"

As the visitor spoke, the visitor began to look through the dead agent's bodies, "These seem to be no ordinary people. Who did you provoke?" The visitor quickly found the documents of the two agents, then turned his head and asked Xiao Ji.

With the dim light, Xiao Ji saw clearly the person in front of him. It was Preston.

In an instant, Xiaoji Yima's shattered hope was ignited again.

"I don't have time to explain. I'm being targeted. Take me away first." Xiao Ji begged Preston.

Preston looked at the corpse on the ground, shook his head decisively, and said, "no, no. I don't want to cause trouble, you should ask for your own blessing."

Preston actually just came out to visit the bar, but when the gunshots sounded, as a senior mercenary, he chose to hide quickly, and then follow the source of the sound, he found Xiao Ji Yima who was hit. Only because he had lived and died together, Preston decided to help Xiao Ji Yima once.

But he never expected that the two people he had just killed were elite agents affiliated with F. If they were ordinary gang forces, then Preston would not mind selling favors to Xiao Ji. After all, the other party may be useful in the future mission, but if he had to face the state machine for such a little benefit, then forget it.

After hesitating for a moment, Preston took out a pistol and a stack of US dollars from the bag behind him and handed it to Xiaoji Yima, "If I were you, I would leave this country immediately. Russia or China should be places where the United States has not yet penetrated. As for whether you can get there alive, it depends on your own luck. I will leave first." Preston said, turning around quickly and leaving.

"If you want to smuggle, make this call. Of course you'd better bring more money." As you left, Preston quickly threw down a business card, and then he disappeared into the darkness of the alley.

Xiaoji was stunned for a second or two, then quickly picked up the business card and ran to a small alley with the guns and US dollars given by Preston.

It's about to be 515. I hope it can continue to hit the 515 red envelope list. By May 15, the red envelope rain can give back to readers and promote works. It's also love, and it will definitely be good and to be continued.

ps: Thank you for the monthly ticket possessed by Long Aotian, and the reward for the death penalty that is like the passing years, showing dreams, silent stars and moons, and long-lasting miracles.

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