The roof of the hospital building.

Yin Bai looked down and then raised his head and screamed.

The body sways with the wind.

A strange dance pose has been presented since then.

She was dancing.

And below.

Many doctors and nurses in white robes were sending body bags containing bodies into the hospital in an orderly manner.

Neat and orderly.

It's like a group of machines.

Next to the team were four men wearing security clothes standing. While they were maintaining order, they were also staring at Yin Bai who was crying on the roof with great vigilance.

In the original morgue, the corpses were piled up densely.

Someone is embalming these bodies and applying something unknown to them.

In another room, several blood-colored corpses were neatly placed, and the sitting posture was like the famous British dish - looking up at the starry sky. Next to it was someone holding a special medical device, stripping away the flesh and blood from the body bit by bit.

After the peeled flesh and blood were packaged, they were taken away by a special person and sent out.

Everything here is exquisite and seems to be an assembly line processing factory.

It seems that the king battles in this H-city city have no effect on the people here at all.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The miserable cry drifted in the air.

One leads, and the other follows.

For a time, the entire steel city actually gave people the illusion of a wilderness.

In a trance, everyone seemed to have come to the world of ghost films, and Yang Mei felt like she had broken into Lanruo Temple.

You know, this is broad daylight, and it was originally a bustling and bustling city.

The scorching sunlight not only did not bring warmth to people in the crying sound, but instead felt a chill, as if the star of death was constantly shining on the top of the head.

Those shouts tell you that life will pass away.

Standing there, Yan Wuyue's eyes had changed, and the black in her pupils was gradually expanding, as if she had the intention to occupy the entire pupil. He was turning his head around and looking around with a panic look.

Is this an announcement?

Or something happened?

Somehow, the shadow in Yan Wuyue's heart became deeper and deeper.

...

at the same time.

A roof of a building.

A man curled up in a relatively safe corner licking wound was applying medicine to his thigh and adding two wooden boards. He was slowly wrapped in bandages. The mane on his neck was drifting with the wind, and the hair was covered with blood, making some of the manes tied together.

While continuing this movement, the man was still full of vigilance, especially when applying medicine, he did not forget to be alert to the person in front of him.

"Chu Shihao."

"Why do you think of me like this?"

The sound was made by a bald young woman. The other person was wrapped in dense bandages on his upper body. He looked injured and just discharged from the hospital. The bandage was covered with various colors of paint, which looked colorful and frivolous. But after seeing the other person's gaze, the bald young woman was very dissatisfied and looked back and said, "Do you want to box with me?"

"If possible, I can let you know what the power of female fist is!"

The bald young woman waved her fist suddenly, and saw a fist shadow flashing, and a burst of noise in the air, and a random blow made a sonic boom. The gust of wind blew directly, and the mane on the man's neck kept flying backwards: "Just like the tiger before."

“…”

God's female fist!

Chu Shihao only felt the corners of his mouth twitching, his calves were hurting, and his bones were itchy.

He is still full of anger. What are the things he encounters?

The battle with the "tiger" is also a pure battle between the "little and tiger".

Facing the other party's war letter, Chu Shihao was also ready to prove that the lion was not a waste or a bastard who was greedy. Then fighting the king of the jungle was Chu Shihao's plan.

He wanted to borrow this to prove himself.

You should know that after knowing what the genes of one's awakening were, Chu Shihao also fantasized about some of the images of lions in the myth. Compared with the king of the jungle, the white tiger that seems to be famous in the myth is the white tiger that represents the killing of the master gold.

But the guy who fought with him was simply a Siberian tiger.

A Northeastern dialect can almost pop up from your mouth.

The confrontation between the two is purely a battle between kings of creatures represented by the two genes, and it also resolves the dispute over the region. Although Chu Shihao was at a disadvantage and was pressed by the other party, in Chu Shihao's opinion, it was because the other party had practiced before two months, which made him unresponsive.

As soon as the fight was fought, I was at a disadvantage.

But if you are at a disadvantage, it does not mean that Chu Shihao loses. At worst, he can shake people.

Then... nothing happened.

This bald woman and the boy who dressed in a slutty look changed the situation directly.

He broke his thigh with one punch, and hit his opponent with two punches, killing his opponent with one move.

Although Chu Shihao's opinion was that the other party had the intention of a surprise attack, the force still made him tremble.

With one move, he directly tied his opponent into two pieces... The bloody and shocking scene directly made Chu Shihao understand what it means to be a hero.

He became a hero.

A collaboration with these weird guys.

So...how to solve the situation you are facing now?

Chu Shihao also judged the problems he was facing in this short period of time.

He felt like he was trapped in a huge conspiracy.

And how should he escape from this vortex?

His eyes fell on the bald woman in front of him. The guy who almost thought he was a female version of One Punch Man began to analyze the genes awakened by the other party in his heart.

What kind of creature is so powerful in boxing?

kangaroo?

Or something else?

That power was the strongest explosive power he had seen.

Just as Chu Shihao turned a blind eye to the threat of the bald woman, the sound of crying came into his ears.

"Um?"

"Crow screams?" With his lame legs, Chu Shihao walked to the side and looked at the source of the sound in the distance: "This feels very unlucky!"

In his eyes, Chu Shihao clearly saw a hovering crow began to appear in the sky.

The sound that really spread throughout H City was not the clown above, but the suburbs of the city.

As for the bald woman, she was upset by the crow's screams. She was standing there pointing at the sky and yelling loudly. She kept waving her fists in her hand, making a crackling explosion, and a strong wind rolled up on the roof.

...

Bang!

Another head with blood flew out.

He licked the edge of the knife and then threw the scimitar over.

A wisp of blood flew out directly.

The windbreaker was raised, and a tall figure flashed through the unfinished building, and the high heels under her feet even stepped on the ground and made a crisp sound.

Among the people who participated in the Wang Zhan, Chen Shengnan always seemed so unique.

grace.

Cold.

Both coexist.

As for the crow's call from his ears, Chen Shengnan didn't care at all.

She has heard a lot of this kind of sound before.

If the crow yells, people will die.
Chapter completed!