Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

A group of people walked out talking nonsense.

"Master Lan Qi, what are you doing..."

"Can't you see he's disabled?" The disguised Fang Zhixin cursed carelessly, "Hurry up and ship these people out. This batch is good stuff. Don't let those little troubles ruin the big plan."

The people listening suddenly focused: "Yes, yes, yes, take these people to a safe place first."

After that, he added suspiciously: "Do you need our help?"

Fang Zhixin tilted his ears and shouted, "What? So you don't plan to help? Then why are you asking so many questions! Give me your task, let's switch, hurry up."

“Who wants to do this hard job?”

The man's suspicion was completely dispelled, and he walked in with a laugh: "Well, thank you for your hard work, I'll go in and take a look."

After everyone left, Lan Qi was about to stand up when Fang Zhixin punched him and he lay down immediately.

She deliberately said impatiently: "What a lousy young master, you're really adding to my workload!"

Another group of people saw this scene and walked in silently.

Lan Qimianlei was beaten to the point of nearly vomiting blood. Who has he fallen into? He deserves a real beating.

Fang Zhixin cursed and ordered everyone to keep moving forward, fooling anyone he saw.

Sometimes impatient, sometimes reliable, he is truly a versatile person.

It made Lan Qi and his cronies astonished. He was really not afraid of any wind coming from all sides. His ability to deceive people was amazing.

But Fang Zhixin understood that there was no way to bring these people to the door, and it was even more impossible to make them leave the consortium just by fooling them.

We still have to fight our way out in the end, but the people outside should have arrived by now.

"Lanqi, get ready to fight."

Hearing this, Lan Qi immediately turned over and stood up, and his confidants had already prepared for the battle.

This made Lan Qi depressed, as it seemed that his confidant had run away with someone.

Fang Zhixin looked at Luo An and the others and said, "Follow us out, don't look back!"

Luo Anmumu said: "Go out and don't look back."

A group of people started to rush forward, which made Fang Zhixin stunned for a moment. He quickly detonated the reserved bomb and hurried forward with the people around him.

The chain of bombs caused heavy casualties to the consortium. The people guarding outside also realized that something was wrong and quickly built a defense line.

The guards outside sounded the alarm, and the entire consortium was shaken.

The expert from the consortium outside changed his expression, turned around and wanted to rush back, but stopped where he was the next second.

"Which force is behind this? Who did the Kabbalah Consortium offend?"

Ji Yuanhe, holding a special gun high up, said nothing and stared at the old man. Her mission was to delay time.

People on high ground attacked from the front and back, forming a blockade.

At level nine, they couldn’t contend, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t delay it.

The masters of the Kabbalah Group remained silent. It seemed that the other party was well prepared.

Outside the Kabbalah Group's headquarters, a flying machine came at high speed, then braked upside down with its top heavy, and the people inside fell into a pile.

Fang Shaoli's face darkened. This car was indeed very efficient, but there was no need to try it in daily life.

The reporter from Interstellar News Headlines who was dragged over to protect the guy who was eating had stars all over his head.

"Heaven..."

The reporter fainted again with a thud.

Bai Yuefeng rubbed his head, carried the reporter and walked out.

Lu Yuan touched the bump on his head where Du Ruo had hit him. I’m used to being hit, so they also have to get used to my driving speed.

Several people walked out quickly, and Bai Yuefeng condensed ice flowers in his hand and froze the reporters awake.

The reporter shivered and looked a little confused. He wanted to see who knocked him out and kidnapped him, but found that there was no one around.

"Am I dreaming?"

At this moment, the Guan Canghai team had already started the reception mission and rushed in wearing strange masks.

Before the guard could say anything, he was slammed against the wall by a burning fist.

The others rushed to intercept them, but unfortunately most of the garrison went to investigate the internal situation, and the remaining people were unable to stop Guan Canghai and his companions.

Several ice spears pierced through the gate directly, and a black halo fell. The already struggling defenders suddenly felt something was wrong, and all kinds of bad luck were about to happen.

It's like everyone has offended Tai Sui.

There were constant explosions inside and the ground began to shake. Fang Zhixin had already led his men through the scattered defense lines. He looked back at those people gritting their teeth and chuckled.

"I just arrived in Interstellar and I'm unfamiliar with the place. I brought you some local specialties. I hope you like them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the consortium’s headquarters began to shake, as if something horrible was brewing.

At the last moment, Fang Zhixin threw a scroll to each of the hundreds of people and said, "Tear it up and retreat!"

Without hesitation, Luo An said with an incongruous calmness, "Tear it up."

Before the group of people could figure out what those things were, hundreds of people before their eyes disappeared without a trace.

Fang Zhixin teleported to his teammates, and left with them cleanly and efficiently, leaving no trace.

A white light rose up and a violent heat wave gushed out from the depths, like a rising sun, its ferocious roar awakening numb souls, illuminating the dirt in the dark, and bringing an initial shock to the interstellar space.

When the ninth level of the consortium escaped and rushed back, what they saw was a rising mushroom cloud.

His old eyes suddenly widened: "Asshole!"

The reporter, who had just woken up, stared at everything in front of him in a daze. He instinctively raised his camera and captured this shocking scene.

Star Headlines finally removed the news that had not changed in years and replaced it with a picture of a mushroom cloud.

"Shocked! Who did the famous Kabbalah Group offend to suffer such a disaster?"

"asshole!"

The dusty head of the consortium slammed the table hard, his chest heaving with anger and his face flushed red.

"Who, who did it!"

He roared at the people who were bowing their heads below: "What are you doing? The base was bombed to pieces, completely destroyed!"

"The house has been hacked into like a sieve! What are you doing?!"

The person in power clapped his hands and shouted angrily: "This batch of goods... do I need to tell you how important this batch of goods is?"

"That's Tian... That's the person appointed by the higher-ups, and you're just going to destroy him?"

A dark-skinned man quickly said, "Sir, he may not be dead. I saw Master Lanqi and those people being transferred to a safe place."

"Safe?" The man in power tilted his head, his face distorted, "Where's that person? Where?!"

"Where's that loser Lan Qi!"

"No...don't know."

The man in power had a gloomy expression on his face. This matter was closely related to that waste. If he wasn't still of some use, he would have died together with that stubborn old man!

"He's a real threat to me. I shouldn't have kept him here to save myself from trouble!"

"Go check, go to the Galaxy Academy, I don't believe he would disappear without a trace!"