Chen Debiao walked towards him, without any intention of escaping.

The officer walked up, took off his dust mask and showed a handsome and handsome face and smiled, "Lieutenant Sarah, did you reject my invitation to the dance party just to come to this haunted place for vacation?"

"Major Ryan." Chen Debiao smiled lightly, "I don't think I need your approval when I want to go there for vacation, right?"

Qasim Ryan said with regret: "To be honest, you shouldn't have rejected my kindness. You can definitely get a better future with your strength, rather than wasting your life in a bunch of cannon fodder."

Chen Debiao said: "Major, you seem to have forgotten that I am a lowly cannon fodder."

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Qasim Ryan said with a burning look: "Actually, I have carefully appreciated your battle records, otherwise I wouldn't have brought you back with a big battle."

It was indeed a big battle. A whole team of Astartes, ten powerful sons of Horus, was enough to flatten any planet without the stationed space warriors.

Chen Debiao refused, "Sorry, Major, I am enjoying my vacation now. Unless it is the war mobilization order issued by His Majesty the Emperor himself, even the general of the War will not have the right to recruit me back."

Qasim Ryan said with a sharp look: "Then I can only persuade you to go back with me as a friend."

A tall son of Horus came forward and exuded a strong sense of oppression and said, "Lian, we are not here to flirt with you. Let her hand over that emblem quickly. We have more important tasks to carry out."

"Yes, yes, sir." Qasim Ryan hurriedly nodded and bowed, then turned to threaten Chen Debiao and said, "You have heard of Lieutenant Sarah, too. If you want to survive, hand over the emblem of the Luo Rui family and follow us."

Chen Debiao sorted out the collar, took out the folding engineer shovel and said calmly: "The Star Army never surrenders!"

"You are seeking death!" Qasim Ryan took out his pistol angrily, but was stopped by the son of Horus beside him: "Sir?!"

"Get back, she is a heroic imperial warrior and deserves decent death." The son of Horus pulled out his chainsaw sword and made an attacking posture.

A trace of regret and resentment flashed in Qasim Ryan's eyes. He couldn't understand why he was obviously better and more handsome than that Rory, so why he couldn't get the favor of the woman in front of him?

A bunch of wind and sand swept by, and the battle broke out instantly and ended instantly.

The hot blood splattered Casim Ryan's body, leaving him stunned on the spot.

With a bang, the tall and arrogant body of the son of Horus fell straight to the ground, splashing out a lot of blood and dyeing the ground red.

Chen Debiao gently shook the engineer shovel, licked the blood splashed on his cheek, shook his head secretly. The blood of the betrayer was so bitter and sour, it was not as good as his taste.

The next second, the other sons of Horus immediately raised their guns and shot dense barrage at him, but they couldn't even get close to him.

I saw that the dense explosion bullets were blocked by an invisible barrier, and then they exploded.

"She is a psychic! Be careful!" The sons of Horus immediately scattered to prevent being taken away by the psychic spells cast by the other party in one wave. Then they quickly changed the battle formation, the five people maintained the firepower pressure, and the four people pulled out the war hammer, chainsaw axe, and chainsaw swords and rushed over from four directions.

When the four sons of Horus rushed to Chen Debiao at super fast speed that ordinary people could not capture, they suddenly fell to the ground in unison. The armor on their bodies was creaking and moaning, as if they were being severely squeezed by some powerful force and deformed until they all turned into slurry cans.

Suddenly, another son of Horus rushed to Chen Debiao with a dagger and stabbed him straight, but was easily clamped by Chen Debiao's two fingers stretched out.

The son of Horus immediately gave up the dagger and quickly pulled out the energy-gathering pistol and shot Chen Debiao in the face.

But the shot was still lost because Chen Debiao had already stood behind him.

A blood column soared into the sky, forming a drizzling blood rain.

The tall son of Horus fell to the ground in depressed state, and his head was gone with his eyes closed.

The remaining four sons of Horus immediately realized that the woman in front of him was definitely not an ordinary psychic. Three people immediately took out their melee weapons and charged forward fearlessly, but at the same time, one person quickly ran away from the city!

In order to create a chance for communication for the companions, the three sons of Horus rushed to Chen Debiao almost with a life-threatening attitude.

But the next second the three of them were torn to pieces by the terrifying psychic impact.

Chen Debiao raised his hand to wipe the blood from his cheeks, and then walked through the tragic battle scene like a leisurely walk to the broken body of Qasim Ryan.

Because of this unlucky reaction, the unlucky guy was directly beaten into pieces by the explosive bombs shot out by the sons of Horus.

Chen Debiao squatted down and pulled him for a long time before finding half of his head and extracting his soul from it.

At this time, the military airship was rising into the air, but as soon as it flew into the air, it was sucked back to the ground by a powerful gravity.

After reading the memory of Qasim Ryan, Chen Debiao understood the reason for the incident, got up and came out of the city and reached out to knock on the airship's door.

"Are you opening the door on your own initiative? Or do you want me to pull you out?"

The ship door suddenly opened, but he was greeted by a whimpering chainsaw sword.

Chen Debiao broke the chainsaw sword casually, pulled the son of Horus out of the airship and threw it to the ground, then took off his helmet and looked straight into his eyes and said, "I admire your courage very much, but unfortunately I chose the wrong opponent."

"The son of Horus will never surrender!" The son of Horus directly pulled the grenade hanging around his waist.

But the explosion of fire was instantly compressed back by a spiritual barrier.

"I don't need your surrender, I just need your skin." Chen Debiao reached out and pressed his forehead, and immediately the son of Horus struggled with grim face.

When Chen Debiao withdrew his hand, the son of Horus lay motionless on the ground with a dementia expression that seemed to have been ruined.

"Get up, my warrior." Chen Debiao ordered with a very bad intention.

The son of Horus got up stiffly and responded dullly: "What order does the master have?"

"Go back to the 16th Legion, report what you see and hear to me truthfully, and then wait for my next order." Chen Debiao ordered.

"Yes, master!" The dull expression of the son of Horus gradually returned to normal, and then quickly boarded the airship and took the airplane to the air.
Chapter completed!