He dragged the body downstairs, and Gao Yang found some corpses lying on the street.

It is obvious that Yarebin was not idle outside alone, but it was true that his pressure was not too high, because Gao Yang only saw some people dodging at the end of the street in the distance, parked a few cars, but no one dared to get close to the house where the battle had just ended.

Gao Yang took a deep breath, and after he was freed from the battle that made him wander around the sky, he was still a little uncomfortable.

Gao Yang was very suspicious that he might not be able to fight the same battle as before in his lifetime.

On the one hand, your own strength is also very important. If the enemy is too strong, such as the Butter Knife, if the enemy also has the peak combat power of human beings, then invincibility will naturally be impossible. If you encounter a bunch of useless people fighting against the five slags, then this kind of battle with enough pressure but full of excitement will naturally not happen.

It must be strong enough, but not strong enough to interrupt Gao Yang's enemy who sublimated himself, just like the ones he just encountered, that's all.

With a little regret, Gao Yang ran back to Yarebin.

Yarebin, who was lying on the car with his gun, stood up straight, threw the rifle in his hand at Gao Yang, and smiled and said, "Is it done right? Then let's go."

Gao Yang whispered: "Are you okay?"

Yarebin shrugged and said, "What can I do? A bunch of raiders are just dispersing their bravery. Well, it took you eight minutes, which was a little shorter than I expected, and it seemed that the fight was quite intense. How about it, what do you feel?"

Gao Yang took a long breath and whispered: "I don't know what to say, but I feel that I'm different from before."

While speaking, Gao Yang held up his gun and looked through the scope to see that the enemy who was still four hundred meters away had no abnormal movements, and no one even dared to leave the vehicle's cover, he immediately got into the car.

Yarebin drove away, and then he smiled and said, "Your gun is good, very good. I haven't fired it for a long time. But this gun has helped me regain my feelings back then. Did you change it yourself or buy it?"

Gao Yang smiled and said, "My friend made it, maybe it's the only one in the world. Because the barrels are different."

Yarebin drove around and stretched out a hand to shake and smiled, "Especially the night vision device is good, it's really good. I began to feel the power of modern technology."

Gao Yang smiled and then said loudly: "So what next? Let's hang up the body now. Or wait for the day tomorrow?"

Yarebin thought for a while and nodded, "Tomorrow, there are too few people now, and it's not shocking enough. Now go home and rest. Hang up the body tomorrow morning and go for breakfast. After breakfast, the time is almost over. Make another call. If Alsheni didn't call you, I guess he will call you on his own initiative, and then solve this matter, and we can continue to the next step."

Gao Yang smiled and said, "The arrangement is so compact. Is the next step to continue attacking Djokovic?"

Yarebin shook his head and said, "No, let the attacks go first, you should comfort your own people."

Gao Yang said in confusion: "Please?"

Yarebin smiled and said, "Of course, the inner demon knows it, but killing will naturally make your people panic. Or they should have other emotions that should not be. After all, cleaning from the inside is always scary, so you have to comfort them, and we will comfort you during the day. If you have any mistakes, you have already punished them. If you have made any mistakes, then if you have made any contributions, you should naturally be rewarded. You will do this tomorrow during the day."

Gao Yang nodded and said, "Okay, so where can I start? Will I call each other to meet?"

Yarebin smiled and said, "First start with the most important thing. What is the murdered man named Gryanov, go see his family, give them money, and send them to a safe place, and do this first tomorrow."

Gao Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

He returned home smoothly, and the body was thrown into the car. Several black devils removed their equipment and went to bed. But Gao Yang didn't want to just sleep like this. He was still very excited. He stood in the living room and shouted to a few people who were not particularly emotional: "Guys, do you have no ideas about the battle just now? Don't you want to talk about anything?"

Talta smiled and said, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Everything is normal. What should we think? Go to bed, there are many things tomorrow."

Lebedev looked at Gao Yang with a calm expression and said, "Are you very excited? You have a lot of thoughts? It doesn't matter, just take a nap. You will get used to being with us. If you really want to talk to Vasily, he talked as much as you back then."

Vasily shrugged her shoulders at Gao Yang and smiled, "I'm sorry, I have to go to bed, I understand your feelings. When I first acted with them, I was more excited than you, but you will soon get used to it, and your excitement today will become accustomed to dullness."

Vasily wanted to leave, but after he took a few steps, he returned, patted Gao Yang on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Do you have a new understanding of the battle today? This is very valuable. No one may be able to take you into such a battle in the future, so you'd better forget what you feel today, because you may not have the chance to fight with us, and there are only a few people left. Who knows that one day will die? You have to accept the reality. The black devil is gone, we are survivors, but it will be gone soon. We are all so old. What is this? This is the ultimate sound of history. So you have to regard today's feelings as a manifestation that everyone should have. You will be very disappointed and dangerous."

After patting Gao Yang's shoulder again, Vasily turned around and left, leaving only the confused Gao Yang and Yarebin.

Yarebin sighed and whispered: "Although I don't want to admit it, Vasily is right. Apart from being with the Black Devil, you will never have the chance to fight the same battle again. Unless you can build a Soviet Union again and then build a new Black Devil, you will forget what you feel today."

Gao Yang had just been sublimated, but was immediately beaten back to reality. In a short period of time, he wanted to elevate Satan to the level of a black devil, but just thinking about it, he immediately abandoned this idea because it was really impossible.

Looking at Gao Yang who was a little lost, Yarepin whispered: "If it is an experience and feeling that improves your personal combat power, such as making your marksmanship better and making your timing more reasonable, then remember such experiences, and you can't copy and realize the feeling that you can't copy and realize. Okay, go to bed now, and there are still many things tomorrow." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!