Zhuo Ping was dumbfounded. The commander stuck his head out from the glass window and looked up. His blood immediately boiled. “The Lord is here! The Lord is here!”
The presidential plane slowly descended. The cabin door opened and a tall and thin figure appeared by the door.
Lu Yiming was wearing a black thin coat. The cold night wind blew his coat so hard that it made a gurgling sound. He stood there indifferently like a God who had descended from the sky, making people look up to him.
“My Lord.”A subordinate handed over a powerful and explosive gun barrel.
Lu Yeming caught it in his well-defined large palm. His deep phoenix eyes pointed in the direction and then he pressed the trigger.
With a bang, a huge fireball rushed over from the sky.
Zhuo Ping, who was below, widened his eyes. He was so scared that he could not breathe. he shouted in fear, “Quickly hide! Quickly hide... Ah!”
A huge fireball crashed down, and Zhuo Ping’s cars all exploded with a bang.
