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Chapter 403 The end of the live broadcast

The Flying Tigers had no idea about their situation at this time. They looked at the surroundings with vigilance. They remembered that this was not where they came, and that their communication tools had no signal.

"boom!"

While the Flying Tigers and the others were still alert, a loud noise sounded from afar, followed by a wave of mountains and waves. Then a giant hand slapped them. When the giant hand came to the heads of the Flying Tigers, the five-star red flag that protected the Flying Tigers and they took the initiative to face up to resist the giant hand.

"boom!!!"

After the five-star red flag collided with the giant hand, a huge sound broke out.

"Bang!!" With a muffled sound, cracks appeared on the five-star red flag, and then shattered into light spots.

"Ah! The five-star red flag is broken!"

"Isn't this the last boss? Why did it come out now? Didn't it come out only if there were not enough sacrifices?"

"The five-star red flag is gone, it seems that it is going to be cold. I'll give this song to you."

"It seems that it's going to be cold this time."

“…”

The moment the five-star red flag was shattered, the live broadcast room suddenly became boiling.

The moment the five-star red flag broke, the Flying Tigers showed a look of despair on their faces. The giant hand that was heading towards them covered more than 5,000 meters in radius. They could not escape the attack range of the giant hand.

"Hehe, what should you do this time?" Zhang Ning looked at the giant hand that was slapped at the Flying Tigers with a grim smile.

"Crack!!" The space behind the Flying Tigers suddenly broke, and a red light appeared in the broken space, covering the Flying Tigers and the others.

"boom!!!"

The giant hand patted the red light and burst into a violent explosion.

Xu Hong, who was waiting for death with his eyes closed, felt no pain after a while, so he opened his eyes and saw the giant hand that was close at hand. He couldn't help but swear, "Damn, what's the situation?"

"Captain, what's going on?" Xu Hong glanced at the destroyed environment around him, swallowed his saliva, and asked Wang Ming in a low voice.

"You little monkeys are fine."

Wang Ming shook his head. When he was about to answer, a kind voice came from the broken space behind them.

"Old political commissar!" When the Flying Tigers heard this voice, they all spoke in surprise.

"Ha ha!"

Accompanied by this hearty laughter, an old man in military uniform walked out of the crack in the space with a crutch. He laughed and scolded: "You little monkeys, you usually ask you to read more books, but you don't want to. Now you know you're wrong."

"Old political commissar, are you..." Xu Hong looked at the old man in front of him with a ghost expression, and the other members of the Flying Tigers also had a ghost expression on their faces.

This old man was the political commissar who taught them political classes during their training. It is said that this old man had followed Taizu back then. Although he is now in his 90s, he is still in good health.

"I'm not here to finish off for you little monkeys."

"roar!!"

Just as Wang Ming was about to speak, a roar suddenly echoed in the space. After the roar, his huge hand raised and became even bigger. If it was more than 5,000 meters, then it would be at least more than 10,000 meters now.

"Hmph! You all dare to come out, these ruins of history."

After the old man snorted coldly, a red light suddenly appeared on his body, dyeing the space behind him red. Wang Ming and the audience in the live broadcast room looked at the red light behind the old man, as if they had seen the revolutionary martyrs of that year, and saw everything they had done for the rise of the Chinese nation, ****, ***, *** and the thousands of revolutionary martyrs, they couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall..."

The Flying Tigers and the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly began to sing the March of the Uprising Warriors in a sympathy. As the audience singing in the live broadcast, the red light behind the old man became redder and redder, as if it was about to become a substance.

"roar!!"

After the unknown existence roared, the giant hand slapped Wang Ming and the others. At this moment, the red light behind the old man suddenly burst out with dazzling light, illuminating the entire space.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but close their eyes or shift their eyes. After the light passed, they quickly opened their eyes to see what the result was...

"Horror live broadcast will be released on June 30, so stay tuned."

In the live broadcast room, he was confused and silent for a while, and immediately started to curse.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Bastard, return my touch."

"Mad, if I go and see, I will be your grandson."

"That's right, such a bad movie, let alone the cinema, I won't watch even pirated copies."

“…”

While the audience in the live broadcast room was cursing, the Flying Tigers looked at the old political commissar with shock. The red light burst out from the old political commissar just now destroyed the giant hand and the entire space, so they appeared on the road when they entered. Their car was next to it.

"Old Political Commissar, you are..." After Wang Ming recovered from his shock, he looked at the old political commissar with a searching gaze. After hearing Wang Ming's words, the other team members also looked at the old political commissar one after another.

"This is not a place to talk, we're going back to chat." The old political commissar did not answer Wang Ming immediately, but looked at Wang Ming with an intriguing look.

"yes!"

The Flying Tigers saluted and began to retreat.

"How could this happen? Is the system my imagination?" Zhang Ning looked at the words on the live broadcast screen in front of him with dull eyes, and began to doubt the existence of the system.

"bite!"

"The host mission failed, 500 points will be deducted!"

"There are insufficient points, start to erase it!"

When Zhang Ning saw his continuous light transformation from his feet, he knew that the system was real. He quickly begged for mercy: "Wait! System, I..." As soon as he said halfway, the speed of light transformation suddenly increased. After a while, Zhang Ning completely disappeared in the ward.

“It’s in the front ward!”

Zhang Ning had just disappeared, and there was a sound of footsteps outside his ward. After a while, a nurse walked in with two people in plain clothes in policemen. When the nurse came in and saw the empty ward, she said in confusion: "Hey, I saw him when I just passed by, why did she disappear all of a sudden?"

After hearing the nurse's words, one of the two plainclothes took out an intercom and said, "The target has disappeared, expand the search range."

"Comrade, is that guy a terrorist?" The nurse asked curiously after hearing the plainclothes' words.

"No, we just asked him for something." A plainclothes replied.

"I understand, I understand!" The nurse looked like you didn't need to explain, I understood.
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