The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Yan Tao's sudden outburst can be said to have shocked the two War Eagle members.

They are able to enter the War Eagle. They are all warriors who are one in a hundred. They have performed many difficult tasks and their reflexes and skills are excellent.

However, when the young man took action, they were unable to react at all.

The two people fell directly to the ground, face down, and ate a mouthful of mud.

hiss--

This skill is too amazing.

The two team members stood up suddenly, their eyes were as sharp as knives, and there was a touch of determination in their eyes. They fired and loaded their guns, "If you leave again, we will shoot."

Yan Tao came to meet their men.

A War Eagle man would never point his gun at his comrades.

What they pointed their guns at was their own heads.

The orders given by the King of Hell must be carried out even to the death.

The two people's movements were crisp and clear, without any hesitation.

Yan Tao stopped and turned sideways, his eyes showing a little surprise.

The perseverance and bloody spirit of these soldiers in executing orders exceeded her expectations.

Facing such soldiers, Yan Tao did not directly restrict their actions, but smiled and said, "He may be in danger. If I can go in and help, at least his life can be saved."

The two team members looked at each other, still holding the gun in their hands, and said calmly, "We believe in the King of Hell. If he says it can be done, it can be done."

The black eyes were shining with trust and reverence.

Yan Tao's lips moved and he stopped, "Okay, then I'll wait for him here. You guys put down your guns."

With that said, Yan Tao turned around and walked in the opposite direction to the base.

He bent down as if he was looking for something.

The two team members scratched their heads, wondering what Yan Tao was doing.

There are also weeds growing on the Gobi. Yan Tao pulled out six of them and sat down on the ground casually. Her leisurely posture revealed her unique nobility and elegance.

Um?

What is he doing?

The two team members held their guns, doubts appearing in their eyes at the same time. They stepped forward, still maintaining a guarding posture, but their eyes drifted away from time to time.

"What are you doing?"

Playing with weeds outside the terror base in the middle of the night?

Yan Tao smiled slightly, put his slender white fingers on his lips, and shushed softly.

The young man was bathed in the moonlight, and the silvery light seemed to be covered with a transparent veil on his body.

The whole person looked like a dream.

Even the young man's pale face with a hint of evil had lost its chill, revealing a holy light.

Yan Tao performed the same finger gestures with his left and right hands at the same time. His left hand rested loosely on his knee, and his right hand slowly raised, changing gestures rapidly during the movement.

"Spinach, look!"

One of the soldiers in charge of the guard inadvertently glanced at Yan Tao's fingers and saw a bright white light shining on her fingertips.

"What's wrong?!"

Spinach immediately turned around warily, thinking there was an enemy.

"No, look at that light, it's silver!"

hiss--

It seems true.

On the young man's plain white fingertips, a speck of light like moonlight shone.

Where did this light come from?

Where did it come from?

The two of them blinked, and when they looked again, the light spot was still flickering on her fingertips.

This simply goes against their knowledge.

The two people's eyes widened as they suddenly heard movement from the base behind them.

Seven or eight hostages stumbled out.