When the shock bomb started working, Zhou Zhigan had only time to squint his eyes. The sound of the explosion at close range tear opens his eardrums in an instant. The light of the heavens was just a strong flash for the special commissioner, who was a living person, but he had to close his eyes immediately. The flash of the flash of that moment was enough for any normal human temporary blindness.

He stood up subconsciously, subconsciously lifted the long table in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to hide behind the long table, but the heavy blow from the left side of his body and the huge pain from his lungs subsequently made Zhou Zhigan understand that he had been shot.

The bullet did not come from the position where the shock bomb flew over, but from his side... that is, the windmill outside the suburbs of the city, because only in that direction can you clearly see here and hit yourself, and you can run away smoothly afterwards.

At least five hundred yards away from him... he is a sharpshooter.

After falling heavily to the ground, Zhou Zhigan found that he was still alive. Of course, as a level 80 warrior, the bullet lost too much penetration performance after flying too far away. The characteristics of the armor-piercing bullet made it not roll after penetrating the semi-legacy leather armor on his body. It stopped after piercing into the left lung. The goddess of luck seemed to be smiling at Zhou Zhigan at this moment. Even if a person who was shot was heavily pressed on him at the next moment, Zhou Zhigan felt relieved. At least, he had this guy on his body as a cover and would not die for a while.

The follow-up of the flash bomb was dissipating, and Zhou Zhigan finally saw who he was, Mr. Neo Orello.

The fat man seemed to want to escape. A bullet drilled into his right side of his head, turning his left skull into a huge hole. This was definitely the effect of an empty-sharp bullet.

Not far away, a cat and a prairie spirit group were shooting the wounded with a musket.

Zhou Zhigan looked around and found that Park Jungmin was dead. This former Kia brother-in-law sat on a beautiful chair and had pulled the musket out of the holster with his left hand, but an empty-sharp bullet drilled into his forehead, turning his entire back of his head into a past time.

Muze... has scattered all over the ground. I don't know how this guy died, but considering the shotgun in the girl's hand, the silver-seeming single-headed bullet is definitely an unforgettable existence for life.

As for Val Sinkobu... Well, Zhou Zhigan can't see behind him at this position, but considering the guy in the girl's hand, this was definitely an unpleasant flight. Val Sinkobu, you can finally cleanse your spy identity. After all, no matter how crazy people in the East Continent are, they cannot kill their own spy personnel when executing orders.

With this idea, Zhou Zhigan saw the lady, Mrs. Leanne Orrero... She was dragged to the middle of the field by the kitten, and her daughter followed her crying, and finally knelt down with her mother.

Oh, no.

Zhou Zhigan closed his eyes. Mr. Neo Orello deserves to die, but why did his daughter, who was just six years old, his wife and the children in her womb die?

Gripping his teeth, the young man finally raised his hand.

“icx0000011, I have something to say.”

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Marceau dragged Lean Orrero to the center of the yard. From her eyes, Marceau could not see fear. She just remained silent and finally knelt on the ground, while her daughter cried...kneeled beside her.

"Madam, you should know what the result of the betrayer." To be honest, Marceau couldn't bear it at this moment.

Even if she and him should die, the children in her womb, her daughter...at least they should not die, just like when facing the vassal, Marceau felt that any mother was great. They could die, but should not die in her hands.

"I know." Leanne Orrero nodded.

At this time, Marceau noticed that the young man pressed on her husband raised his hand.

"There is still a living mouth," Marceau said in his headphones.

"Bare him to death, Marceau." Sister Mo was executing the last wounded at this time, and she said without looking back.

But the young man's words, "icx0000011, I have something to say." Masce put down the musket in his hand, made Sister Mo's hand wiping her neck shake, and even took out the candy to give the six-year-old girl Jiuye's eyes widened.

"What's the matter, Marceau, I saw you put down your gun." Penny's voice came from the headphones.

"Penny, icx0000011, is there this number?" Marceau asked, holding the stuffed headphones in his ear.

"I know, this is the No. 1 agent I contacted with, codenamed 01, and the codename is Kite. Only my brother has seen his real person. I don't even know his existence! Who is he!"

Marceau signaled Jiuye to watch out for his wife and her children, then threw the musket in his hand into Sister Mo's arms, and finally took out a bottle from his waist to treat the serious injury, came to the young man, dragged Neo's body away from him, and then supported him against the falling long table and poured the potion into it.

After a while, the young man finally opened his eyes, his eardrums started working again, and he himself looked at Marceau, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Hissergeant Eliuk did not seem to have told her sister that I am icx0000011, codenamed Kite, I have something to say."

"Tell me." Since it was his own person, Marceau nodded, and the cat squatting in front of him subconsciously glanced at the lady. The latter turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him tightly.

"Let Madame Leanne go, and she has a child in her womb, and this child and her daughter should not pay the price of life for what she and her husband did."

"You must be crazy. If you didn't tell your identity nameplate, we might have let her go and her children, but you are out now. For your safety, we must beat her to death!" Marceau slapped his forehead: "You must be crazy. For a woman like her, you actually chose to expose yourself!"

"I...I am an orphan. I have never had a mother or father since I was a child. I have always dreamed of living a life with a father and mother. For me, this is a dream that will be difficult to achieve in my life... So, I want you to let them go...uh...it hurts..." The young man covered his abdomen, and Marceau subconsciously felt something was wrong. He sat next to him and spoke: "What's wrong with you."

"The stomach hurts, damn... I seem to be... poisoned..."

"There is no poison on the bullet..." Marceau said this, and the lady finally chose to end this silence. She looked at Marceau and spoke: "I gave the poison."

Marceau looked at the lady: "Madam... why are you?" If he didn't come today, the dishes made by this lady would probably kill all the living guys on the scene.

The lady smiled bitterly: "My husband has been crazy about his lord, but I can't do anything..." Speaking of this, the daughter beside her suddenly covered her stomach and fell to the ground, and she smiled and shook her head: "I know that the lords of the temple will definitely issue orders to kill our family. I also think that there will definitely be foreigners who will come to kill us to please the temple... So, I don't want to die without dignity..."

The lady's pupils began to dissipate. She gasped, and the dirty blood at the corners of her mouth flowed freely. But the lady was still laughing: "I poisoned puffer fish in the dish, and the portion was controlled very accurately. You only started to get sick after you finished most of the dishes... I think, if you could kill some people from New Eden, maybe my daughter and I followed our faith and went to heaven..." She shook, and finally fell to the ground. She lost her life and looked at her daughter who no longer cried, who had lost everything earlier.

"I never knew that the indigenous people had such experiences." The young man who thought he was a bottom fish sighed, and he struggled to sit up straight: "You guys go."

"Sorry, I failed to fulfill your wish." Marceau shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm used to it." After saying this, the young man lowered his head and finally died in front of Marceau and others.
Chapter completed!