Everyone witnessed Hanjing crawling into the monster's mouth.

Indeed, only Hanjing can do this. If God has already arranged all the lessons. These mistakes that belong to human beings need to be compensated for and sacrificed for them. Hanjing is the destined person.

From the moment he was born, it seemed that all the directions were aware of this ending.

He slowly climbed from the monster's body to the monster's neck. Even if he crawled to the monster's mouth, the magical cold power never allowed the monster to discover Hanjing's whereabouts. Even if he crawled on the monster himself, it was not until Hanjing appeared at the monster's mouth that the eyes as big as a manhole cover slipped down and aimed at the monster with his after-light light. But the monster, the monster that represents hell itself, had no idea what was sent to his mouth.

I thought it was a delicious meal? I thought it was the precious nutrition when I was weak.

Without hesitation, the monster stuck out his tongue and rolled Zhang Tianluo into his mouth. Two rows of huge, dirty, blood-filled teeth closed, as if sealing off his last retreat.

The explosion of dozens of shells bloomed in the monster's mouth with the power of destruction. At that place, no one even saw how the monster's head turned into pieces. The sound of the explosion spread out with a turbid round made of huge smoke and dust, putting an irregular end to the North City full of pathogenic zombies and animal zombies.

Everyone looked at the shocking scene and imagined the image of "Hanjing" or "Zhang Tianluo" in their minds. His body also turned into blood mist without signs with the explosion of the sky and earth, scattered in the air and was surrounded by mist.

Do we really know the real him?

On the top of the half-story building, the Cold Eagle, Blood Monkey, and Flint of the "Black Crow" were still standing in their original place and witnessed the whole process. They also made them realize that the Hanjing, which had almost no value in the "Black Crow", was actually the most critical existence in the entire mission. However, even if they re-established their impression of Hanjing, they could not recognize him again.

"I really didn't expect that it was him who came to end all this." Leng Ying's tight brows came out of the fault of the road and never changed. Leng Ying, who was always calm, seemed extremely anxious and unwilling at this moment. For six years, the people of the "Black Crow" have never seen Leng Ying as abnormal as they are today.

On the ground, the Black Wolf King's weak body had already stood up with the support of the God of Gamblers. Everyone's faces were very deep at this moment.

"Let's go. There is no need for us to stay. Go back to the Japanese headquarters to report." Leng Ying said, turning around and jumping down the stairs, disappearing from the sight of the Black Wolf King and the God of Gambling.

On the roof of the building, the four people who had fought side by side and passed by the god of death countless times looked at each other for a while, but they didn't know what was conveying in their eyes, perhaps because of their nostalgia for this feeling of dependence on life and death.

Finally, the Blood Monkey smiled bitterly, jumped to Flint's shoulder, and said in a slightly low tone: "Let's go. We and them are two kinds of people after all."

"Yes." Huoshi nodded, turned around with the blood monkey, and disappeared together.

On the dark night, at the huge intersection, there were messy ruins everywhere. The battlefield that was originally chaotic was now only the God of Gambling and the Black Wolf King.

The two of them were still staring at the huge body, and all the parts above the collarbone exploded and shattered, and there was no sign of a single head. The entire zombie's headless upper body was lying in the ruins, and there was no more of the destructive aura he had ever seen.

"It really... died?" The God of Gamblers was still a little unbelievable. That existence that was absolutely impossible to defeat? That existence like hell itself was really gone.

"That boy Zhang Tianluo has always been a very strange person. I really didn't expect that the weak boy who was like an ordinary person was actually a fucking man who was mixing pigs and eating his mind. Not only did he save my life, but he also helped us solve such a fearful big guy. That boy... is really... good." I'm afraid the Black Wolf King himself did not notice it. When he said this, his eyes were already wet.

At this time, the originally empty ruins actually appeared around them. These zombies looked at the corpse of the huge monster and showed a pathological expression of jealousy, but seemed to be afraid of something. They stood far away and didn't dare to approach, and just wandered around.

"These zombies are so lingering." Suddenly, the god of gambling realized another serious problem: "Ye Wuque...Ye Wuque! Ye Wuque is still under the fault! He won't..."

"Bao, babe, don't say these depressing words, I'm not dead, that guy will definitely not die. Taking advantage of the little moonlight at this moment, you should go downstairs and find him." The Black Wolf King forced himself to pull back his right hand on the shoulder of the God of Gamblers.

"What do you do? These zombies...!" The God of Gamblers was a little worried. After all, the Black Wolf King's current physical condition was almost unstable.

But at this moment, the Black Wolf King actually took out a precious half-pack of cigarettes from his pants, cleared three wrinkled cigarettes, lit two of them, put one under his feet and let it burn itself, and held the other in his mouth, absorbing it with great pleasure. The other one was handed over to the god of gambling.

"I don't smoke." The god of gambling did not understand his intention.

"I know! I'll leave this to him when I find Ye Wuque." The Black Wolf King stared at his eyes, took a sip of cigarettes, inspected the scattered zombies around him, and said, "You go find him. Don't worry, although I'm a little weak now, I haven't taken these zombies seriously yet."

"Then be careful." The God of Gamblers hesitated for a moment and then ran towards the fault.

The Black Wolf King squatted down and took a harsh breath of cigarette. He watched the cigarette on the ground slowly burn out, tears flowing out of his eyes and said, "Brother Zhang Tianluo. My good friend."
Chapter completed!