The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 249 Explosion, Special Forces 101
"what do you want to do?"

"Break right in."

Mo Ran replied, with a cat waist, dodged the stray bullet on his head, pulled out a fruit knife from the dining table, looked at the fruit knife, and sighed with some dissatisfaction.

"You want a knife, can a saber work?" the man in black said to him with a calm expression.

"...OK." Mo Ran nodded.

The man in black pulled out a saber from the back of his waist and threw it to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran stroked it smoothly, feeling that the saber was very heavy and very smooth.

"Although I also have a knife, it's too small...cover me." Mo Ran said.

The man in black nodded, stood up and fired several times.

Mo Ran turned into a black shadow, passed over the sofa, and rushed towards the nearest soldier of Team Rocket.

The soldier of Team Rocket happened to be reloading, and Mo Ran caught the timing, and the saber turned into a cold light and pierced into the soldier of Team Rocket with a bang.

puff!
Blood flowers bloom.

The knife accurately hit the heart, and Mo Ran's strong force actually drove the Rockets soldier into the wall behind him.

The other three looked cold, and one showed a sad look, roared wildly, and rushed towards Mo Ran.

At this time, the man in black got up and shot a Rocket soldier who was sniping in the distance, hitting the shoulder with a shot, and his right arm was considered useless.

Mo Ran looked at the adult rushing towards him, and a short body got into the adult's arms, with a saber in his right arm, passing by the adult's body.

A long wound appeared on the adult's waist, and he fell to the ground bleeding profusely.

Seeing that the timing was wrong, the remaining two soldiers of Team Rocket retreated towards the rear with a smirk. At the same time, they slapped the berserk device, and the berserk device began to beep in an instant.

"Bomb." The man in black said lightly.

"The data has been collected, thank you this time." The Rocket soldier laughed, took out a canned object from behind and threw it down.

"Grenade?"

"smoke bomb."

Mo Ran cursed, then covered her mouth and hid behind the sofa.

Immediately, what he heard was the sound of glass shattering, and that shocking explosion.

boom!
Mo Ran cursed secretly, and then felt the heat behind him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and fell to the side.

The man in black was not much better either. He fell to the ground with blood on his ears. Obviously, he was affected by the shock wave.

"Grass!" Mo Ran's ears were buzzing at this moment, and he couldn't help cursing loudly, hammering the floor.

. . . . . .

"There was an explosion in the VIP room! Go and see, what happened?"

"Yes!" A supervisor of the competition organizing committee immediately got his name and left, panting in his heart. The VIP room is full of VIPs. If something goes wrong, his job can be said to be gone.

After the supervisor left, the person in charge sighed anxiously.

"Report, the elves have calmed down!" A rather embarrassed man entered the room and reported.

The person in charge stood up, let out a long breath, and wiped off the cold sweat on his head, "What's the reason for the madness?"

"It's still under investigation... but I believe a result will be drawn soon."

"Really, thank you for your hard work." The person in charge nodded, and the person left immediately.

"Your Excellency Jiutian... What do you think of this incident?" After the person in charge sat down, he asked the middle-aged and elderly people who had been sitting silently beside him with lingering fear.

Jiutian closed his eyes, and said directly without thinking, "It's hard to say."

"Ingredients, or the air, are all opportunities to make the elf lose control. Of course, there is also the possibility that other people are secretly playing tricks."

"I will take responsibility for this matter." The person in charge clenched his fists in shame and said, he could not escape the responsibility for this kind of thing happened during the exchange match between the ten schools.

"Well, I'm leaving." Jiutian nodded slightly, and then walked out of the room.

"Special class...that group of trash." He said softly, with strong hatred in his tone, but in the end, the plain smile reappeared on his face, and he walked towards the VIP room.

. . . . . .

Mo Ran got up from the ground, feeling dizzy for a while.

He looked aside, wanting to check the condition of the man in black's injuries, but found that he was no longer where he was, and had long since disappeared.

"It seems that they retreated after the mission was completed." Mo Ran muttered to himself. After all, the origin of the opponent was unknown, but the attitude towards the Rockets was the same.

It is still the previous conclusion, it is not the hidden strength of the alliance, it is the independent killer cultivated by the dark group.

Hearing the footsteps coming from under his feet, he couldn't stay here for long.

Mo Ran glanced at the bombed mad device in the room, gritted his teeth fiercely, why didn't Team Rocket save something for himself.

It's good to keep a motherboard.

Too bad. . .The base of Team Rocket that Team Lava robbed originally, the berserk device there was not a complete machine, but a test machine.

But judging from this appearance, it should be a test machine, otherwise the Rockets would not have blown up the machine.

Mo Ran wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling his body that seemed to be falling apart in the next moment, gritted his teeth and jumped downstairs.

He had to appear in front of everyone, otherwise he would be the object of suspicion.

Mo Ran suffered the explosion indirectly, but he still looked like a normal person. This is thanks to the Virtual Gaia Project. He thanked the scientist who operated on him in his heart and ran towards the safe passage.

While running, he threw the blood-stained coat into the chair, took off the mask, and threw it into the shadow as well.

He staggered to the shared lounge, which was full of people, many of whom had gathered here because of the evacuation announcement broadcast by the competition organizing committee.

Mo Ran's arrival was like the first rainwater melting into the sea without any waves.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and began to rest. He was also waiting, and the competition organizing committee notified the start of the competition again.

. . . . . .

"Thank you, Captain."

The middle-aged man sat at the table, crossed his hands and said.

The man in black made a military salute, bowed and said, "This is what subordinates should do."

The middle-aged man smiled, "Let's make a report next."

A roentgen cat lay beside him, purring softly.

"Yes, when the subordinate went to perform the mission this time, he met a mysterious person. The target was also the Rockets, and he fought with the subordinate. The combat ability was similar to that of the subordinate. If they fought against each other, the subordinate could not be sure that he could win."

"Hmm... the mysterious man?" The middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes flickering.

"Wearing black and wearing a mask."

"Is that so... apart from being our 101 Special Forces, what other force in the alliance can have such a person?"

(End of this chapter)