The general control room.
Ying Wangshu looked at the map of the satellite with a pale face, which represented the light spots of Ying family's firepower disappeared one by one.
"It's empty!" There was a loud boom.
The entire control room was plunged into darkness.
"What's going on? They came in so quickly?"
Ying Jun screamed in horror.
However, with a dull sound, the control room's window was started, and the control room was restored to light, but less than a hundred people were still here. All of them were pale, staring at the flashing micro-electronic screens, unable to speak.
"How long has it been? It's only five hours! The thousands of us are gone just like that? That's impossible!" Ying Wangshu roared, his eyes bloodshot.
Only a few of the yellow dots, which should have been densely covered on all the screens, were left flashing at the moment.
It meant that the vitality he carefully arranged here was collapsed overnight! He didn't know how many people had come, but even if these thousands of people stood here and didn't let them kill, they wouldn't kill so quickly, right?
"What should we do? Now they have cleared out the firepower points on the island. The next one must be to find a control room to catch us. We must find a way. Otherwise, we will all die here, and none of us can survive!" Ying Jun's face was full of horror. He could even smell the death's breath, which was not far from him and was approaching step by step...
"What about the members of the Wei clan? Aren't they pure- blooded? The pure- blooded are invincible in close combat! Let them go! Otherwise, even if we die, they won't be able to live!"
Ying Wangshu came to his senses and asked in a loud voice.
"We've already notified the Wei family," the Chief Butler said in a low voice. "They've informed them of the stakes. They'll make their move. But we've no idea as to what extent it will take for them to make a move."
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