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Chapter 483: The Sons and Daughters of China Are Heroes!

Chapter 483: The Sons and Daughters of China Are Heroes!

Jiangnan University is the beginning.

All awakened personnel in major universities in Los Angeles responded to the call, or voluntarily contributed to saving the city.

"Baby, stay at home obediently."

In a simple residential house, the gentle-faced old man raised his hand and pinched the little girl sitting on the bed.

"Dad, what are you going to do?"

There was innocence in the little girl's voice.

"Didn't you always say that Dad is a great hero? Dad is going to do what a hero should do now." The old young man smiled gently, and at this time the woman walked in the door of the room full of worry, " You need to go outside, the town has a level [-] orange alert."

"Correct."

"Why are you going? Even if you are an awakener, you are the only one who is awakened in Luo City? If something happens to you, our mother and daughter..."

"If everyone thinks so, Los Angeles, what should we do?!"

It has been more than 10 minutes since the second-level orange alarm in the town was sounded. The media, Internet, operators, and TV stations have not broadcast the news that the alarm level has dropped.

This proves that this is no longer an early warning, but that Los Angeles is really facing a fatal threat.

"Aya, there is a country to have a family. If Luo City falls, what will the people of Luo City do? Not for anything else, for your mother and daughter, and for those monsters not to harm you, I should go." After touching the woman's head, the old young man took the hat off the coat rack, but felt his legs being hugged.

Looking down, he saw that the person hugging him was the beautiful little princess in their family.

"Dad, come back soon."

"Wait for Dad to come back and bring you a lollipop."

After touching the little princess' cheek, the old young man pushed the door open.

The moment he pushed the door open, he saw the neighbor on the opposite side coming out of the door, and there was also a worried mother and son in front of the door.

The two looked at each other's backs and smiled at each other.

It is self-evident what to do when you choose to leave your warm home at this point in time.

at the same time.

Kyushu patient exchange group.

The group chat was originally created to skip classes, and a bunch of children with an average age of only 16 are actively responding to the call of the group leader.

Don't want to go to class: @all personnel, awakened, count!

Look at my Hunyuanyi Qigong: 1

Heaven and Earth Sword: 2

Eat me an ice palm: 3

Tiny Tits Ride: 4

……

In a small group chat, it was unimaginable that dozens of awakened people appeared.

Don't want to take class: When the world falls apart, we will rise up.

Don't want to go to class: my group members, it's time for the world to see the power of our skippers.

I don't want to go to class: Los Angeles is safe, here, in the name of the group leader, I announce that all the awakened people in this group will perform special tasks, code-named justice execution, and form the Justice League. Anyone who is not afraid of death will rush to me!

Don't want to go to class: the meeting place, the canteen outside Los Angeles No. [-] Middle School.

Don't want to go to class: move for me!

Little Nailrider: Group leader, the three group leaders did not report the number.

Don't want to go to class: Liu Xiaotian, don't pretend to be dead for me, I'm too lazy to talk to you, I know you will definitely see it, if I can't see you when we gather later, don't be a group supervisor.

Don't want to go to class: Say it again, the management will rush me unconditionally, and anyone who doesn't come will interrupt me.

Don't want to go to class: Assemble!

Not long after that, Qian Xiaoqi was busy putting on shoes and changing clothes in a residential house.

"Where are you going?"

Qian, who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette, raised his eyebrows, Qian Xiaoqi ran up a few steps and pinched his cigarette.

"Fucking, I'm not afraid of dying of lung cancer. Los Angeles is in trouble, can you help me?"

"If you have it, it has nothing to do with me." Qian Xiaoqi curled his lips indifferently. After hearing this, Qian Xiaoqi immediately grabbed the cigarette on the table with his eyes wide open, and made a gesture of breaking it with both hands, "I'll ask again. You go again, you go or not!"

Just when Qian Xiaoqi was confronting someone Qian, in the luxurious mansion.

"Damn milk riding, wait for what you give me!"

Liu Xiaotian silently looked at the chat record with tears streaming down his face. In the end, he gritted his teeth, turned over and ran out of the room.

Nai Qi made the report and was heading to the location of the three group leaders.

Liu Xiaotian is very clear about this tricky little thing!

For the sake of his dignity as the leader of the three groups, and his status as the leader of the group, he must not give up the management position to others.

Even if he dies, he still has to take the position of the leader of the three groups.

We must not let Naiqi, a small-timer who snitches, go.

"Liu Xiaotian, why are you going? The city is closed outside." Liu Mei shouted.

"I..." Liu Xiaotian got a cloak from somewhere, and slammed it at Liu Mei, "Execute justice! Liu Mei, remember to make me a golden silk sandalwood coffin, remember, I want to burial, so I'm leaving !"

This is the end.

It was exactly what Xin Zhao said.

Don't underestimate the people of Los Angeles.

Don't underestimate the cohesion of our nation.

Folk righteous, department personnel.

Regardless of their status, regardless of their occupation, there are heroes in every industry.This empty city, which has sounded the alarm, seems to have been negotiated. Heroes from all directions gather, and they will smile when they see each other.

Aura, element, telekinesis.

Erupt from these heroes.

This condensation of power soared into the sky with the inevitable victory, and scattered the dark clouds hanging in the sky of Luo City.

at this moment.

Wuxu asked for their names, they were all...

Children of China!

They are all national heroes!

Xin Zhao, holding the black sword, had a lingering smile on his lips, as if he also felt the power rising from the sky.

The blade turned.

The ink sword in his hand let out a long cry.

"Just a bunch of rabble."

Liao Hua still had that look of disdain, and he didn't take Xin Zhao's words seriously.

How long did it take for the spiritual energy to pour in.

Even if the awakened people in Los Angeles stand up, how can they resist his army of monsters.

"Really?!"

"I'm afraid that when the time comes, we mobs in your eyes will kill you!"

"Qinglian Sword Formation! Get up!"

boom! ! !

The turbulent spiritual energy gushed out.

A huge light array appeared at Xin Zhao's feet, slowly circling in a clockwise direction.

In this sword formation.

Hanging countless long swords with condensed spiritual energy.

Xin Zhao stood in the center of the sword formation, his momentum like a rainbow.

"Sword up."

A deep whisper spit out from Xin Zhao's mouth, and some long swords standing in the air all rose in the air and pointed at Liao Hua who was not far away.

The flaming lion roared uncomfortably, standing in front of Liao Hua.

The soles of the hind feet rubbed against the ground, and with a bang, the feet were crushed and dust splashed, rushing towards Xin Zhao.

Xin Zhao, standing in the center of the sword array, waved his hand lightly.

All the flying swords in the sword formation penetrated the flaming lion, piercing its body.Before falling down, the flaming lion looked back at Liao Hua with nostalgia, and turned into a puddle of ink and splashed on the ground.

Almost at the moment when the flaming lion disappeared.

Xin Zhao followed suit.

Xin Zhao soared into the air with the ink sword in his hand, the ink sword pierced Liao Hua's chest with a puff, and whispered softly.

"ended!"

(End of this chapter)