In fact, Xia Tian didn't believe that Sheng Jun and the others could record the video under such circumstances. After all, everything was a sudden incident just now, and it was too late to save their lives. Where can I get the time to record videos on my mobile phone?

The reason why Xiatian attacked them was actually to remind them that Xiatian asked them to shoot videos was not a joke.

However, it is indeed very surprising that Yang Tai had accomplished this impossible thing at this time.

"show me."

Xia Tian took Yang Tai's phone over. Sure enough, a video of about thirty seconds was recorded on it. It was recorded when they entered the grass and the group of people appeared on the opposite side.

The scene where Xia Tian and Don Gilleshode took action was also recorded.

But the pixels of this phone are not very good. Even if it is slow to play, it is impossible to see clearly how Xia Tian took action just now.

"On the iron-faced side, I asked him to prepare a mobile phone with extremely high-definition pixels and capture functions for you in advance, and I will send it to you when I arrive."

As he said that, Xia Tian handed the phone back to Yang Tai's hand and asked, "How did you do it?"

Yang Tai smiled and replied: "Actually, Brother Tian, ​​this is not difficult, it has something to do with my previous career."

Xia Tian was stunned: "What kind of profession did you have before?"

"Paparazzi."

Next, Xia Tian removed the bombs on the yard of the two cars behind him, reconnected the line above, adjusted the time, and placed it next to the group of people.

The two cars continued to drive towards the depths of the woods and roads at lightning speed. Twenty seconds later, two loud noises came from behind, completely sinking into a sea of ​​fire.

At the same time, they are about ten kilometers away from Xiatian.

Inside a suburban manor, there is a balcony on the second floor of a villa.

A man wearing a black cloth dress, wearing most of the iron mask on his face, and a long braid on his head similar to that of the Qing Dynasty people, stood there, looking at the swaying woods in the distance.

This person is Iron-faced, one of the eighteen generals of the Heavenly King Hall, and he has not even seen his true face yet.

Beside him was an American man wearing a green shirt and full of iron-blooded breath. His name was Blanca, and he was the No. 1 general under the Iron Face. He has been with him for almost ten years.

"Brother Iron Face, why don't you go to pick up the palace master in person?"

After a long time, Blanca seemed to finally be unable to resist the silence at the scene and asked.

Tiomeng did not answer, and still stared at the forest in the distance.

The weather was a little cool tonight, and the cold wind blew, swaying the woods constantly, spreading their teeth and claws.

"Brother Iron Face, the Lord and the others should be coming soon."

"You said where is Mr. Yan now? I'm really worried about him."

Blanca kept asking questions, but the iron-faced didn't answer. This atmosphere made Blanca a little furious.

"Blanca, how many years have you been with me?"

After a long time, Tiemin finally spoke, his voice sounded hoarse and low, as if his throat had been burned by fire.

Blanca was stunned for two seconds, not understanding why Tiemen suddenly changed the topic: "Tiemend Brother, this..."

"Answer me."
Chapter completed!