Chapter 250 Setting up a trap

The young man with earrings turned around and heard the middle-aged man whisper: "If the other side is well prepared, the black guy will most likely be defeated. If it really comes to this, you know..."

"Uncle! This is an excellent fighter!"

"A little impatience will ruin your plan!"

"Besides, the little guys in the seventh district are quite strong. A few excellent fighters are not a joke!"

"But the good thing is that as long as we don't leave any handles and don't cause substantial damage to them, they can't chase us!"

"This... okay."

...

In the center of everyone's eyes, in a house in the collapsed building.

The black young man screamed heartbreakingly: "Are you crazy?! Are you going to drag me to die here with you?"

Under the burning wood on the side, An Changlin's lower body was pressed down, and his legs were covered by carbon fire stones.

His face was extremely pale and terrifying, with a pale smile on his face, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, you won't die, and I won't die either!"

After saying that, An Changlin leaned against the wall behind him, took out a bottle of healing potion in his hand, and slowly introduced it into his mouth.

At the same time, he took out a defensive spiritual pattern and put it in front of himself to avoid further damage.

On the side, the black man was pressed under the ruins. After struggling violently for a while, he finally gave up.

His injuries were extremely serious, with fractures and contusions on his body, and blood loss was very high, and he could not withstand further loss.

If it weren't for the excellent strength to forcibly extend his life, he would have died in the ruins long ago.

The scene calmed down for a while.

The black man regained his composure and said calmly: "Are you also a chess player? Abandoned chess player?"

An Changlin glanced at him and ignored him.

The black man was more certain of his thoughts and sneered: "Knowing that you will be in danger, you have to stay here and wait for death. How sad!"

"What benefits did they give you? A bottle of healing items, plus a defensive scroll? Did they ask you to work for them?"

"Give me the small-leaf cattail and healing potion, and I will take you out, how about it?"

"As long as you..."

Facing the black man's speculation, An Changlin smiled contemptuously and threw a spiritual pattern in front of the black man.

It was the communication spiritual pattern!

On the spiritual pattern, there were several voice messages sent by Qi Yuan several hours ago.

The black man was puzzled and stretched out his hand to click it with difficulty, and a male voice came.

"Changlin, there may be danger recently. Come back first, and don't worry about this."

"Don't stay in the mall. Someone is watching you. Your whereabouts are completely exposed."

"Why do you want healing potions and defense scrolls? Has something happened?"

"..."

The black man had no interest in listening to the following voice.

At this time, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the front in horror, and said incomparably: "You, you, you... You knew it a long time ago?!"

...

Qi Yuan, who was far away on the island of the shelter, quickly received the information from Yang Zhenghe!

"Someone raided! The mall was blown up!"

Qi Yuan was awakened from his sleep, looking at the information in his hand in surprise, his face and mood changed.

His expression changed from the initial worry to confusion: "Changlin, is this your plan?"

In theory, he had reminded An Changlin that as long as he returned to the shelter, there would be no problems.

Without people and species, who would be idle to attack?

Realizing that something was wrong, Qi Yuan immediately stood up and teleported to the gathering place.

Fearing danger, Qi Yuan took the Queen Bee of the Spirit Tree with him and quickly rushed to the core area of ​​the seventh district.

From a distance, Qi Yuan saw that half of the floors of the entire mall had collapsed and were covered by flames.

On the side, Yang Zhenghe was now in the ruins, with two guardian puppets standing beside him, his eyes full of solemnity.

"Brother Yang, how is the situation?"

Yang Zhenghe sighed: "The building collapsed, An Changlin should still be inside, and the other workers who have been recruited have not escaped."

Qi Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, and he searched carefully in the ruins, and finally found a room that was not completely collapsed.

This room has a special structure. Even if the surrounding houses collapsed completely, this place is just not completely destroyed.

This is where Yang Zhenghe and An Changlin usually work.

Qi Yuan did not hesitate, and let the spirit tree queen bee lie on his back, and used a huge vine-shaped wing to take Qi Yuan to the ruins.

Yang Zhenghe, who was behind him, couldn't help but open his mouth and was stunned after seeing this scene.

There were only two words in his heart: "Fuck, so handsome!"

Qi Yuan didn't care about being handsome, standing on the ruins, and ordered the spirit tree queen bee to change its form again, turning into several huge vines to move the surrounding ruins away.

It didn't take much time, revealing its emptiness, and two dusty figures appeared in front of him.

"Changlin! "Qi Yuan frowned and hurried over to check.

His legs were completely crushed by the bricks. Although there was no obvious bleeding, they were completely deformed.

Qi Yuan estimated that these legs... were probably useless!

He said angrily: "An Changlin, didn't I ask you to go back? Why do you want to do it on your own?"

An Changlin smiled on his pale face and said: "Boss Qi, don't worry, I know what to do and I won't die! I can also give you a gift today!"

"Give courtesy?!" Qi Yuan's heart was shaken when he heard his words, and he could see the tip of the iceberg of his plan.

He stuffed a bottle of healing potion over and scolded: "You are almost killing yourself, and you still want courtesy?"

"Brother Qi, listen to me!" An Changlin struggled to hold Qi Yuan, his face extremely serious.

Qi Yuan looked at him, and at the same time the black man beside him also looked over.

An Changlin whispered: "Boss Qi, the value of small-leaf cattail is far more precious than we imagined! The various forces will never allow us to monopolize it!"

"Even if there is no sneak attack from this black man today, there will definitely be other forces that are unfavorable to us in the future!"

"Although we are strong, we are weak after all. How can we resist so many open and secret attacks? Sooner or later, we will suffer heavy losses, and even be gradually devoured by other forces!"

"So, instead of passively accepting it, we might as well take the initiative to fight back as soon as possible!"

Qi Yuan's mood gradually calmed down, and he said in a deep voice: "Take the initiative to fight back? Is this the opportunity you created for me?"

As he said, Qi Yuan looked at the ruins around him, as well as the seriously injured An Changlin and the black man.

He had a vague idea in his heart. It seemed that he had thought of An Changlin's plan.

"Yes!"

A confident look appeared on An Changlin's face.

"I have already expanded the noise of this sneak attack infinitely. The eyes of all survivors and forces are now focused here!"