"Let's go, let's move on now. There should be no one here. Don't let this ruthless man go."

(yes).

Several loyal guards of the shadows agreed and continued to run forward. The middle-aged man finally took a look at the messy land and ran away.

In the depression on the other side, a human head poked out from the bottom of the mountain. It glanced at the shadow who was searching on the mountain and then retracted.

Xu Zhulin, who was bandaging his own wound, looked at the cracks on it and laughed in a low voice.

"Their main target is not us, and they can't find us, so they can only vent their anger on the ground."

Tang Ran and Kong Jing, two fellow sufferers, bandaged each other's wounds.

Tang Ran suddenly asked.

"Is everyone else okay there?"

Feng Yuyao was on guard while applying medicine to her wounds.

"The captain may be in some trouble, but the others will definitely be fine. I believe the main target is still him."

Xu Zhulin nodded.

"Yes, the Doomsday Association feels threatened by the captain. In fact, they all want to eradicate it, but the first person who makes them feel threatened must be the target for them to deal with first. We and they can't see it yet."

"Just listen to me now, get a lot of rest, and wait until the time comes to use a surprising move to win, and you'll be fine."

Everyone nodded, and the crack turned into a dark silence again.

On the other side of the stone, Long Yunbiao was sitting quietly on the stone. Not far away from him, Leng Qingsong was also standing on the stone without saying a word.

At his feet, the two twitching corpses stood out, as if the top of this small mountain was dotted with a bright red.

At the foot of the mountain, several shadow team members looked sad.

It's really hard to say this. Go ahead and fight hard. The people on your side can fight, but a few of them will die. Even if you die, no one is indestructible.

Isn't that right? Those two fools just now are a lesson learned from the past, and they are still twitching under their feet now.

But if you leave, it will definitely not be in compliance with the rules of the association. If you go back, you will be punished, and you may even lose your life.

And if it really comes down to it, these two members are just the most capable of fighting, but they are not the main target to deal with now. The main target to deal with now is the guy named Li Wuya.

It was impossible to advance, and it was inappropriate to retreat. Suddenly, the two parties were locked in a stalemate at the top of the mountain and slightly lower.

Li Wuya on the other side was still running crazily, and the sound of footsteps and searches came from behind him. This showed that his strategy had succeeded. Those people did not stay in place for a long time. In this case, Pangpang and

Shen Ting will not be discovered.

Li Wuya was thinking slowly while running with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He didn't know how many times his head felt dizzy. Li Wuya bumped his head against a tree, took several steps back, and sat on the ground.

Before he could stand up, he suddenly rolled down the slope weakly.

Li Wuya clutched the wound tightly with both hands, trying not to leave a drop of his own blood.

I don’t know how many times I spun around, how many times I was hit hard on the head, how many times my body was bruised and bruised, and I suddenly fell down.

With a suppressed scream, Li Wuya's body suddenly hit a soft object.

Li Wuya stood up with difficulty and moved his body. He was still fine and began to walk forward slowly.

Li Wuya knew very well that this was only a short distance from above. If no one could be found above, Shadow would definitely find it.

After walking for dozens of meters, my legs started to feel weak, and my body felt as heavy as carrying a big stone.

A mouthful of blood filled my heart, and I wanted to scream loudly.

After walking for more than a hundred meters in a daze, Li Wuya fell headfirst to the ground.

It wasn't that the original anesthetic needle was weak, but that Li Wuya's superpowers had been trying to suppress it, and now there were many gaps in it, which led to the emergence of the anesthetic's power.

The last thought that crossed Li Wuya's mind when he fainted was his extremely strong desire to survive.

He raised his hands and slapped them hard twice, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to put his fingers into his mouth. At the moment he fainted, he released the wound with his hands, and blood like a river bursting its banks stained half of the boy's body.

body.

And now in a small county town.

A man with neither sadness nor joy on his face was squatting on the street corner with a bowl of noodles, wolfing down the noodles.

When he finished eating the whole bowl of noodles, he put the bowl on a table, reached into his clothes and touched it, and finally threw a lighter on the table.

"I don't want to be in debt, this is money to eat noodles."

The boss looked at the lighter on the table, smiled helplessly and ignored it.

In such a cold weather, this man was only wearing a single suit, and he seemed to be begging for food. It was not a big deal to give him a bowl of noodles, but he was quite sensible to me.

The man walked out and stood on the cold and windy street.

He stared at the traffic in front of him in a daze.

From time to time, I would look at the white clouds in the sky, the cold wind blowing in the sky, and look at the various conditions in the world.

He held a photo between his fingers, which he regarded as a treasure.

It was a photo of a group of young people at the beach one morning.

The person in the photo smiled bitterly and beautifully. Even though it was a long time ago, the youthful atmosphere can still be exuded through the photo.

That day was the day of his death, and that day was also the day of his rebirth.

That inactive gatekeeper, a member of the fourth squadron of the Ninth Battalion, died in that battle.

And at this moment, an international murderer for whom the whole world trembled was born.

Looking at the photo of this man who was neither sad nor happy, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, but the tears in his eyes also became crystal clear.

If those who had lost their souls in his hands saw it, they would definitely rise in disbelief.

Because they could not imagine that a ruthless man who killed more than 30 people and killed more than 200 evil animals in just a few days could show such an expression.

The man looked at it for an unknown length of time, then suddenly he turned around.

A child ran over. The man blinked his eyes to let his emotions reappear, and then gave a stiff smile.

The child felt something was wrong, but didn't feel it, so he ran over with a smile.

The man squatted down gently and picked up the child.

The child suddenly saw a photo between the man's fingers, and curiously stretched his head to look at it.

The murderous intent suddenly flashed out of the man's eyes, but he put it back in an instant. The man reached out and pulled back the photo.

"You can't move this little guy, he is very important to me."

The child nodded seriously and spoke politely.

"Can I have a look please? Just a look."

The man hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

The two of them looked at the photo silently, and soon the man began to point and introduce everyone in it.

The man didn't know why, but he was so fond of this child just by meeting him.

You must know that there were once more than 20 people and a total of seventy or eighty ghosts who lost their lives because they took one look at this photo.

But today, not only did the child have nothing to do, but he also let a notorious guy become the narrator for free.
Chapter completed!