Chapter 250 Setting up a Trap

The young man with earrings turned around and heard the middle-aged man whispering: "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 a big plan!"

"Besides, the strength of those little guys in District 7 is not weak. A dozen 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 losses to them, they can't chase us!"

"This... okay."

...

And in the center of all eyes, in a house in the collapsed building.

The black middle-aged man screamed heartbreakingly: "Are you crazy?! Are you going to drag me to die here?"

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

His face was extremely pale and horrible, with a pale smile on his face, he said lightly: "Don't worry, you won't die, and neither will I!"

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

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

Aside, the black man was pressed in the ruins. After struggling violently for a while, he finally gave up.

He was seriously injured, with a large number of fractures and contusions on his body, and a large amount of blood loss, which could not withstand further loss.

If he had not relied on his excellent strength to forcibly prolong his life, he would have died in the ruins long ago.

The scene calmed down for a long time.

The black man regained his calmness and said lightly: "Are you also a chess piece? An abandoned chess piece?"

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 still have to stay here and wait for death. How pathetic!"

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

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

"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!

And 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 open it with difficulty, and a male voice came.

"Changlin, there may be danger recently, you should come back first, and the seed matter will be slow."

"Don't stay in the mall, someone is watching you, and your whereabouts are completely exposed."

"Why do you want healing potions and defensive scrolls? Has anything happened?"

"..."

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

At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked in front of him 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, soon received the information from Yang Zhenghe!

"Someone attacked! 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 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 seeds, who would be idle to attack?

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

Worried about danger, Qi Yuan took the spirit tree queen bee with him and quickly rushed to the central area of ​​the seventh district.

From a long distance, Qi Yuan saw that most of the floors of the entire mall had collapsed on a large scale 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, what's the situation?"

Yang Zhenghe sighed: "The building collapsed, An Changlin should still be inside, and the other recruited workers 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 was just not completely destroyed.

This is where Yang Zhenghe and An Changlin usually work.

Qi Yuan did not hesitate, and directly let the spirit tree queen bee lie on his back, using vines to form a huge wing, and took Qi Yuan to the ruins.

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

There were only two words in his mind: : Damn, so handsome! "

Qi Yuan didn't care about being cool. He stood on the ruins and ordered the spirit tree queen bee to change its form again, turning into dozens of huge vines to move the surrounding ruins away.

It didn't take much time to reveal the hollow inside, 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!

Somewhat annoyed, he said: "An Changlin, didn't I ask you to go back? Why did you act on your own?"

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

"A big gift?!" Qi Yuan was secretly shocked when he heard his words, and he could see the tip of the iceberg of his plan.

While stuffing a bottle of healing potion over, he scolded: "You are almost killing yourself, and you still want a big gift?"

"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 the small-leaved cattail is far more precious than we imagined! The major powers will never allow us to monopolize it!"

"Even if there was no sneak attack by this black man today, there will definitely be other forces that will harm us in the future!"

"Although we are not weak, 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 mind. It seemed that he thought of An Changlin's plan.

"Yes!"

An Changlin's face showed a confident look.

"I have infinitely expanded the movement of this sneak attack, and the eyes of all survivors and forces have gathered here!"