Su Yun and Su Guowei were standing side by side. This was also the first time Su Yun had seen his father like this. Amidst the rising and falling gunshots, the father and son looked at each other and smiled, as if everything was already unspoken.
The two factions quickly formed. On one side, with Su Guowei and his son as the center, they formed a defense line against the ancient tomb. On the other side, under the command of the heavily injured Divine Gun, the mercenaries were preparing to launch an all-out attack.
The killing intent on the battlefield was strong, but at this moment, the situation in the command room of Cangluan Mountain was completely different.
"This is…?" The expression on Feng Shaoyu's face was very interesting. He could not even remember how long it had been since he received so much shock in a day.
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