On the other side of the mountain, the Iroquois and his men were still waiting for Ye Qiu to come out.

But a minute passed, three minutes passed, five minutes passed...

The sound of gunfire continued incessantly.

The expression on the Iroquois' face on the hillside was extremely awkward and his demeanor was tense.

He did not expect that the yellow-skinned kid would be so brave, surviving alone for so long in the Blood Cross's base.

Hearing the chaotic barrage of bullets, even he shivered all over, imagining if his army had gone in, they probably wouldn't survive a minute before being completely annihilated.

"That yellow-skinned kid is incredible!"

A Black soldier couldn't help but exclaim, but then quickly shut his mouth, fearing the Iroquois would angrily slap him on the head and curse, "You stupid pig!"

But turning to look, he saw that General Iroquois was also in shock, lost in thought, and hadn't even heard what he said.

Just then, suddenly, a loud explosion erupted.

The explosion seemed to make the earth tremble, and inside the base, a mushroom cloud over ten meters tall rose into the sky.

Ye Qiu and his car appeared so small in that intense blaze, instantly swallowed up by the fire.

"Ha, that yellow-skinned kid is finally taken out. This time, he'll be blown to pieces. I always said that inciting the Blood Cross leads to unimaginable consequences." The Iroquois, seeing this scene, happily jumped up.

"General, this yellow-skinned kid angered you, and this is the consequence he deserves." A Black soldier flattered.

The Iroquois looked at this soldier with satisfaction, arrogantly nodding and saying, "Yes, that's right, to anger me, Iroquois, is to face this consequence..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the scream of a Black soldier beside him:

"Oh My God, what am I seeing, that yellow-skinned kid is actually still alive, is he a devil?"

The Iroquois was about to lose his temper but was surprised by this statement, turning his gaze back to the base. Beyond the flames, there stood a young man in casual clothing, standing out against the Blood Cross's red military uniform.

"Is he really that yellow-skinned kid?" The Iroquois asked in a voice full of shock and disbelief. If one listened carefully, there was a barely noticeable tremor in his voice compared to usual.

"Yes, General, I followed him here all the way, and he is indeed wearing a white T-shirt and blue jeans!" The Black soldier nodded affirmatively.

The Iroquois swallowed hard, cold sweat on his forehead, yet still forced himself to loudly assert, "He won't last long."

"Yes, the General is right!"

"That yellow-skinned kid is doomed!"

The soldiers nearby also echoed absent-mindedly, their tone very perfunctory, because they too had realized Ye Qiu's extraordinary nature.

As time passed, the gunfire in the base gradually subsided.

The once deafening noise and intense crackling now became sporadic.

After a little while longer, the base finally fell silent once more, not a sound to be heard.

On the hillside, the Iroquois and his soldiers, more than dozens of them, were stationed here.

Originally known for being the least disciplined, rowdy no matter where they were, yet now, strangely, this group was as silent as the grave, not a sound made.

"General, that yellow-skinned kid seems, seems to be still alive!" A Black soldier swallowed, struggled to say.

In reality, there was no need for his reminder, everyone had seen that after the gunfire stopped, Ye Qiu calmly walked into a warehouse.

"Seems like, he is indeed still alive." The Iroquois also mumbled, as if repeating the other's words.

His eyes were filled with deep dread, as if savoring everything that had just happened at the base.

The Black soldiers were also too afraid to speak because the events today were too bizarre. So bizarre that they knew even now, they couldn't believe what they had witnessed with their own eyes.

One man, single-handedly brought ruin to the impregnable Blood Cross base; no one would believe it if you told them!

Yet it truly happened.

At this moment, the sound of the Iroquois' phone broke the oppressive silence.

"Hello, this is Iroquois!" The Iroquois' voice was no longer as confident as it once was, still immersed in the earlier shock.

"General, we've captured those four girls!" The voice on the other end was filled with delight.

"Oh, four girls?" The Iroquois could not remember who they were for a moment.

"Yes, we caught them right at the hotel, and according to investigation, they are flight attendants from the Chinese airline.Hehe, when you return, General, we'll strip them all and present them on your bed!" An obscene voice came through the phone.

"Alright, alright... wait a minute..."

The Iroquois seemed to remember something, turning to ask a nearby soldier, "Is that yellow-skinned kid connected with those four girls?"

A Black soldier replied, "Yes, General, they seem to know each other!"

The Iroquois suddenly shot up as if his seat was on fire, shouting into the phone, "Bastard, damned bastard, I now order you to immediately, right away, release these four Chinese flight attendants..."

The soldier on the other end seemed not to understand: "General, should we untie them and then send them to your room..."

The Iroquois was infuriated by this subordinate's stupidity: "Bastard, I'm telling you to release them and apologize to them with the greatest courtesy, not to show any disrespect. If I find that they lost even a strand of hair, I'll execute you immediately when I get back!Also, wait for my return; I want to personally apologize to those four young Chinese ladies!"

The Iroquois' voice was filled with panic.

Hearing this, the soldier on the other side almost couldn't believe his ears.

**

Ye Qiu was completely unaware of what was happening outside the base.

He had already entered a warehouse within the base, and inside this warehouse, there was a laboratory.

Clang!

He violently broke open the laboratory door, revealing several upright cultivation pods inside.

Huang Zhentian, Miao Mountain, and others lay quietly inside the pods, evidently unconscious.

"Zhentian!"

Ye Qiu shouted, then punched through the glass cover of the cultivation pod, letting the thick liquid spill out.

Ye Qiu quickly caught the unconscious body of Huang Zhentian.

Just as Ye Qiu caught Huang Zhentian, behind Ye Qiu, a base soldier armed with a rocket launcher viciously pulled the trigger!

Whoosh!

The missile whistled toward them!

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