The scorching wind blew toward them, and Fan Zhigang and the others instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes, staring in shock at the place where the flames rose, "Is it necessary to use such powerful weapons in a place like this?"
"This has nothing to do with the instance mission anymore," Gou Wu said, "Blowing it up like this is obvious—someone wants us all dead."
"Are there other players nearby?" Qiu Ming immediately became alert.
"Be careful," Xu Huo reminded, "Those aliens were probably attracted by another group."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and go!" Wei Dong said, "Those people just delayed a bit of time..."
"It's too late now." Xu Huo drew out the Black Blade, recovered the housekeeping robot, and instructed Qiu Ming and Cao Qinglin to take good care of the car.
