Compared to Xu Zhengyang, who is incredibly strong, Ding Changri's injuries were not so lucky.

After more than five hours of surgery, Ding Changri was finally brought back from the brink of death by doctors, and his vital signs were temporarily stable. However, according to the doctor, he has not passed the critical period yet, and until now, he is still alive.

Didn't wake up.

This news made all the factions in the country feel their hearts in their throats.

Some hope that he will survive the dangerous period and wake up soon; others hope that he will die quickly. Even if he does not die, he will become a vegetative state or become insane. At least he will not be able to reveal everything he knows.

Different from these, Xu Zhengyang doesn't care too much about Ding Changri's life or death.

In his opinion, Ding Changri's death was more than justified. It was because of him that several innocent lives were lost and innocent people were injured. This also made Xu Zhengyang, the majestic censor of Dongfang Cang Tianting and the only remaining god in the Three Realms,

, experienced unprecedented dangers.

Moreover, Xu Zhengyang was injured. At least on the surface, the injury was serious.

Xu Zhengyang has never experienced such trauma!

Every time he thinks about it, Xu Zhengyang can't help but feel scared and angry! If his body function hadn't been strengthened, tough and mutated, doctors would have wanted to send his body to experts for research. If his reaction at that time had been a little slower, what if it had exploded at that time?

Not one, but two grenades...

In case, the car that was affected by the explosion and the shock wave was not pinned down by Xu Zhengyang's car, it rolled directly over and fell on Xu Zhengyang and Ding Changri.

So now, Ding Changri will definitely die;

And Xu Zhengyang can only become a ghost, his soul disperses, and he can only enter the underworld and become an underworld official who may never be able to leave the underworld.

Fortunately, what a blessing!

According to Xu Zhengyang's current attitude, even if Ding Changri survives, the instigators behind the scenes cannot rely solely on human laws to punish him; if Ding Changri dies, then there is no need to say anything and all problems can be solved directly by force.

Xu Zhengyang is responsible for all the consequences!

He can shoulder this responsibility!

…

The morning after the incident occurred, in an ordinary residential area on the edge of Wendong District in Vancouver City.

Three white people and two black people gathered in the house, drinking beer and smoking cigars, talking about the shooting and bombing that happened last night with stern expressions on their faces.

"Hey. Have you read the newspaper? It's unbelievable. Last night, Joes and the others were punched in the head with a fist!"

"Don't listen to the nonsense of those reporters and witnesses. They are just trying to sell more newspapers or earn more fees for providing clues. This is not a science fiction story. Do you think there is a superman in this world? Idiot...

…”

"Whether that guy is Superman or not, he is dead. Oh, God, why didn't that guy named Xu Zhengyang and Ding Changri die? Damn it, Leerna is very angry now. He can't get the remaining half.

commission."

The white man with a big beard sitting in the corner didn't say much. After several people vented their depression and resentment, he curled his lips, slowly took a puff of his cigar and said, "Kill Joes and the others.

The guy is a fool, we should thank him, otherwise, if one of those four fools in Jos is left alive, he will definitely betray us..."

"Well, thank God I didn't think of that."

"Because you're an idiot."

"Asshole, if you curse me again, I will break your neck!"

"Shut up!" the bearded man shouted angrily.

Several people stopped talking.

The bearded man took a puff of his cigar and said: "Lerner asked us to be quiet these days and not to go out again. Be careful that the police notice us..."...

"Cole, we are always on the police's radar, haha!"

"You damn guy." The bearded man smiled and said, "That yellow-skinned boy has a special identity. This time the police will intensify their efforts to arrest him, so... I'm wondering if we are

Go on a trip and get out of the limelight.”

Several people looked at each other, and then said happily: "Oh, this is a good note. I miss the island scenery of Hawaii very much. The girls there are running wild on the beach in bikinis. They will pinch me privately, haha.

.”

Suddenly, the bearded man was stunned for a moment, and then slowly pulled out his pistol.

Several people were a little surprised, but they would never be wary of the bearded man, because they were in the same group, and occasionally when they talked about their plans, they would pull out their pistols to show their determination.

But they never would have imagined that the moment the bearded man took out his pistol, his expression suddenly changed and became ferocious. Then he turned on the safety, raised the pistol, and fired at an accomplice on the opposite side!

"Hey Cole, you want to..."

The guy who was a little frightened and a little annoyed because he was dissatisfied with Cole's joking behavior, before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud gunshot, and he felt as if his head was hit hard by a high-speed train.

He fell unconscious and fell to the ground with a thud before he even felt the pain.

"Oh God!"

"Cole, you bastard!"

"What are you going to do!"

Several people yelled like crazy and stood up, pulling out their pistols one after another.

After Cole fired a shot, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he raised his pistol and shot at several of his accomplices at close range. Several of his accomplices also fired while dodging and running.

Bangs of gunshots rang out in the house, glass shattered, wine bottles and glasses and plates were damaged, tables were overturned, and screams and cries of pain filled the house, making it a mess.

Cole was shot several times and finally fell to the ground with blood spurting out of his mouth. Several other people also suffered minor or serious gunshot wounds. They cursed angrily, screamed in pain, and struggled to get up.

Finally, one of the shortest guys stood up with the tenacity of a divine help. He raised his pistol and shot at the others!

Chaotic gunfire rang out again!

But this time it didn't last long. After a few gunshots, there was no movement.

The shortest black man sat against the wall with his neck crooked and vomiting blood. His limbs were spread out limply. He was obviously dead.

There are very few bullets in pistols, so everyone in the house has run out of bullets in their pistols.

The tallest guy, the luckiest guy who only had two bullets in his arm, struggled to get up from the side of the overturned table, angrily picked up a serrated machete, grinned and waved it towards the other person lying on the table.

The guy was moaning and twitching on the ground.

Blood splatters!

The shrill howl penetrated the roof and reached into the sky!

After chopping up his two accomplices like amputation, the tall black man picked up the machete and slashed his neck fiercely with a grin. The sharp blade directly cut off half of his neck! His burly body lay down with a roar.

On the ground.

Inside the house, there was blood and a mess.

Three relatively intact corpses lay crookedly on the ground, while the other two corpses had their severed limbs and necks connected only by a trace of flesh.

The level of cruelty is shocking.

The ghost named Joss looked at this scene with fear. He was so frightened that he huddled in the corner and shivered. This cruel scene of killing each other was much worse than when he saw three of his accomplices being beaten alive last night.

His soul was in flight, and it was many times more terrifying.

Broken corpses!

A living person, screaming and howling, was chopped into pieces!…

King Ghost bravely stood leaning against the door, staring at the four ghosts who had just died in the room with a seemingly indifferent expression. He just wanted to run out of the window, but because of the strong sunlight outside, he escaped back to the room.

He curled his lips but didn't say anything.

According to his habits, in this situation, he would definitely go up and beat him up first, and then say some sarcastic words that would make him angry to death.

However, at this time, he was so exhausted that he was almost in danger of losing his mind.

I remember the last time, during the fight between Dunshibo and the gangs, both Wang Yongyong and Yan Liang were shot while possessed. At that time, they also felt that they could not bear it. The hot bullets and powerful impact made them clear

felt severe pain.

However, he had no choice this time and had to do it because the Lord was angry and these guys were bastards who wanted to kill the Lord.

After possessing the bearded man and shooting at several people, Wang Yongyong was already in a bit of pain from being shot at close range. Then he possessed him and shot him, and then he possessed him and hacked him...

Wang Yongyong's physical strength was almost exhausted.

But now, he still had to hold on and look so strong in front of several ghosts that they were afraid of him.

Wang Yongyong reported to Xu Zhengyang through the ghost token in his mind: "Sir, all of them have been killed..."

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Zhengyang asked immediately, because he could hear Wang Yongyong's feeble reporting voice, as if he had been severely injured and was dying.

"No, nothing..." Wang Yongyong felt dazed for a while, and the world was spinning, "Sir, sir, I, I think, no, I can't..."

Wang Yongyong no longer had the energy to continue speaking, and his soul began to fade away little by little.

At the moment when the soul was about to dissipate, an invisible huge force broke through the barrier of space and instantly filled Wang Yongyong's soul, gathering up and gathering some of the scattered and faded souls.

On top of Wang Yongyong's soul that has not yet dissipated.

"Wang Yongyang, you did a good job!" Xu Zhengyang's clear voice sounded in Wang Yongyang's ears.
To be continued...