The smell of blood irritates the tip of the nose. It is rich and sticky, passing through the throat and seeping into the lungs. The strong and irritating smell makes the brain become more confused and murderous.
Zhang Deshuai ran without hesitation, raised his sword and moved forward. His posture was poor, but he still had a thunderous momentum, which made this group of young people become restless.
"Damn it, I still don't believe it!" Soldiers and gangsters are always a little bit arrogant. Although these women are all born into wealthy and noble families, they have been around the Lion of China for a long time, and they also speak with a sense of humor.
A hint of arrogance.
"Kill him!"
"Don't come here! No matter how invincible you are, you are still a human being. Think about your companions!"
"Boy, think about it carefully. We are all members of the country. If you act like this, you will cause unnecessary trouble! Maybe something will happen to Zhangjiacun by then. Then you won't blame us, but you yourself.
It’s coming.”
For a moment, desperate curses and vicious and euphemistic threats sounded again. Some people drew their guns, some took out the weapons hidden in their sleeves, and some put on arm guards, wrist guards, glasses, and watches, trying their best to get them.
Stop this madman-like god of murder and find his flaws.
However, the ability to pass through walls has disappeared for a period of time in history. This ability is even rarer than the frightening mind-reading ability. Among the permissions possessed by lower-ranking soldiers among these Chinese Lions,
If they want to learn the information and cracking methods of the wall penetration technique in a moment, they are waiting for Zhang Deshuai to use his sword to poke several big holes in their bodies.
"The country has become like this because of wanton people like you! The people have lost their faith, and how many people sang the national anthem of 'Get Up', but they have always bent down!" Zhang Deshuai snorted disdainfully, and gunshots suddenly sounded.
Several bullets fired at rapid speed left no trace on his body, passing directly through his body and shooting behind him.
The sword blade moved forward, and the target in his eyes quickly dodged, but his retreat was blocked by the crowded comrades at the rear. He didn't even have time to groan, and with the still smoking pistol, he covered his blood-stained neck and knelt down on the ground, never standing again.
Can't get up.
Pulling out his sword, Zhang Deshuai realized something. Looking back, Ouyang Yilan was holding his left hand wide open in front of him, swatting several bullets that were motionless in the air in front of him like swatting flies. The bullets were flying on the road.
There was a clear and crisp collision sound unique to metal, and Ouyang Yilan nodded to Zhang Deshuai, indicating that she was there and there was no need to worry about this.
Zhang Deshuai was relieved. During this period, countless flying knives, military thorns, and bullets were shot at him like a goddess scattering flowers. Zhang Deshuai watched indifferently as these things passed through his body, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
They are so scared that they don't even dare to get close to them.
Does it mean that every good person standing up will make these people scruple and even go to the extent of carrying out humane destruction?
Zhang Deshuai knows that no one cares about other people's lives. What Grandpa Qi said is right. He can only pick up the butcher's knife and eliminate all those who hinder him. But when he picks up the butcher's knife and kills people, he can also kill his own principles.
Carry it out to the end.
Zhang Deshuai suddenly understood.
There is no use in being weak and timid. In this world of superpowers where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the strong, or in a wider world, where there are classes, nobility and nobility, there are three, six, and nine levels. You should not escape. The weak can never choose their own life.
, you can only be forced to accept the life arranged by others, and you can only resist, and you may lose your head, but everything you pay and the process of fighting for will be worth remembering in the future.
Future? Maybe there is no future?
Zhang Deshuai thought this and laughed again. He suddenly remembered that when his grandma came back, he was lying on the bed and Su Yuanyuan told him about superpowers. That day, he disdained the law of the jungle and thought
I have gone through many thorns and thorns, but it is a pity that I came a little late. I only understand it now.
He raised his hand and looked at the weirdly long fingers. The bones were so long and slender that they looked like just a layer of skin and bones. The blood was boiling and rolling in the clearly visible meridians in the skin, as if countless small insects were crawling on the body.
, crawling along the meridians and into the arm bit by bit - even he himself felt creepy.
He thought that he must look ugly now, but is this the price of being weak? Even the great grandfather cannot escape the fate of being shackled. Even the best person in the world like him is being manipulated by them, no matter what happens.
For what reason, he hurt his relatives without knowing it, and even harmed himself? No one has ever taken responsibility for such a crime?!
"Weak..." Zhang Deshuai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly calmed down his somewhat disappointed heart. In any case, his mother should not be such a cold person, right?
He suddenly couldn't understand his mother, just like he didn't understand before. Every time when his mother's weekends came, he would always treat her coldly. But now, she lets these people who have no fighting qualities come over, even
She didn't care about Phoenix's life and didn't emphasize the arrival of the doctor again and again. What kind of person is she?
"...It can also be reborn."
Even the weak can be transformed!
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Deshuai put down his hand, holding the sword in one hand, and waving his arm forward with the other hand, stepping forward and sprinting like the wind!
Go, go, go!
The invisible blade suddenly turned into reality only when it was close to the human body. The other hand even went straight in and directly grabbed a person's neck, and then broke the other person's neck with an explosion of infinitely stable F-level power.
Like a ghost, Zhang Deshuai shuttled through the crowd, even passing through corpses that had not yet fallen. He flashed his sword, which was dripping with blood, and thrust it into the chest of the person on the opposite side.
The crowd was completely confused. It was hard to imagine that the well-disciplined troops at the beginning would be like wheat on the rice field. The sword in Zhang Deshuai's hand, countless warm blood and the lives that were still making noise just now were like wheat on the wheat field.
The wheat was harvested in one fell swoop, and the blood spilled on the ground in a boiling manner, rising up with traces of steam in the cold night.
"Stop!" a cold but clear voice shouted.
Zhang Deshuai, whose face was still clean and delicate, glanced indifferently, and was immediately attracted by a deep and shiny eyes.
The movement stagnated, and Zhang Deshuai stopped. There was a large body of corpses under his feet. The smell of blood was so strong that even the cold wind could not disperse it. There was even the disgusting stench of excrement, mixed together to give him a feeling of disgust.
People are deeply shocked.
"Be careful!" Fang Jiaoying shouted in panic outside, "Animal, don't look at her! She is the controller!"
Zhang Deshuai turned a deaf ear and stood quietly, his pupils gradually losing their luster and turning gray.
"Tell her to stop!" Fang Jiaoying quickly took the gun from Zhang Lulu's hand and pointed it at Wang Luochen's head. She had already discovered the controller. Among the three people who asked the team to stop for the first time, this one was dressed neutrally.
Controller women are one of them.
"No!" Wang Qiao had just run to Wang Luochen's side. When he saw Fang Jiaoying's actions, he immediately opened his arms to protect Wang Luochen. At the same time, Wang Luochen nodded fiercely at the controller.
"How dare you!" Fang Jiaoying became angry and seemed to have seen Wang Luochen's actions. She waved her arm and aimed the revolver at the controller.
But there were so many chaotic and panicked young people around the controller woman that she couldn't take aim. She fired angrily and broke one person's shoulder, but she couldn't stop the woman at all.
"Put away your powers!" The woman shouted, her pupils spread like ink, and except for the rich and deep black in her eye sockets, no whites could be seen anymore.
There was a trace of struggle on Zhang Deshuai's dull face, and Ouyang Yilan felt anxious. She saw people from all directions surrounding Zhang Deshuai. As soon as he took a step forward, he suddenly froze.
Bang!
The controller woman's head was instantly opened, and the white brains and blood bloomed like strange flowers. As her body was carried forward by the inertia of the bullet and fell to the ground, Ouyang Yilan's eyes were slightly stunned, and then
For a moment, he looked towards a patch of grass on one side of the road.
"Withdraw!" Mr. Huang didn't show any nostalgia. Even taking the target's life in the chaos didn't bring him any sense of accomplishment. Instead, he exposed himself and made him frown. He immediately ordered that he take a few people to move to
Make plans from the higher ground.
Zhang Deshuai woke up and reacted instantly.
The hypnosis just now made him wake up suddenly. Invincibility is not absolute. His body cannot be harmed, but he can still be taken advantage of by people with the power to control people's hearts.
But he immediately started running, with a more ferocious momentum, and the sword blade instantly cut through the necks of several people, and the hard Adam's apple was cut off instantly like paper.
Zhang Deshuai did not lose consciousness just now, but he could not control himself and knew that someone had secretly helped him. At the moment, someone was scanning over there with an instrument, obviously trying to find the murderer hiding in the dark.
Since the other party was helping secretly, he definitely didn't want to be discovered by these people. Zhang Deshuai reciprocated the favor and had to cover that person's departure no matter what.
His bloodshot pupils suddenly swept away. This time Zhang Deshuai was cautious, even using his peripheral vision to look at the faces of the people in front of him, not daring to look at them easily.
As long as someone uses the instrument to look in that direction, Zhang Deshuai will rush over. Along the way, the sword blade will continue to pierce and stab the people beside him, causing blood and moans and screams. Then he will knock off the target's glasses and telescope with his belt buckle.
, and then gently swung the sword to cut the target's throat.
His movements were like a butcher undressing an ox, and he began to become smooth and artistic. The evil aura coming towards his face and the powerful and unexplainable abilities made these young soldiers even more frightened and uneasy.
There is a God of Death in front of him, and there are sniper masters hidden in the darkness beside him to help him. How can he fight this?
Finally, some people couldn't bear this kind of scene, their spirits collapsed, and they ran for their lives on the way they came; some people knelt down and begged for mercy, crying and shouting, with dirt flowing all over their bodies; some even muttered something in their mouths.
They stood motionless, waiting for Zhang Deshuai's arrival - their eyes were dull, their bodies were trembling, and they looked like they had already collapsed.
Wang Luochen looked at the one-sided scene in front of her and felt disheartened. She hated Zhang Deshuai very much, but she didn't have any ability to resist at the moment.
He fell into their hands, and even the people he called could not become his generals. What kind of person was he? Was he just a chess piece, a chess piece used to become a stepping stone?
She knew she was in trouble. A small number of these young people had more or less connections with the Wang family, but if something like this happened this time, the Wang family's situation would become embarrassing. Maybe it wouldn't hurt their muscles and bones.
As for that, people will always make irresponsible remarks, such as "the Wang family is unable to protect their partners" and rumors will always make their position extremely embarrassing.
She glanced at Zhang Deshuai with a somewhat complicated expression. She knew that she had lost her last chance. Someone was supporting him, and she could no longer gain any advantage.
She was unwilling to lose, but even though she was arrogant, she also admitted that she had lost in her heart. This man, without even leaving any room, directly killed at least fifty or sixty people... these
The soldiers' usual training seemed to have no effect at all, and they were completely frightened by the opponent's chopping melons and vegetables.
But fortunately, Wang Luochen pursed his lips, and his pale and pretty face slightly narrowed his cold eyes in a state of depression. Kill! Keep killing, I'm finished, you can't even think about it, kill the people of the country, it's up to you
How to explain to Aunt Xu! How to explain to the families of these deceased people!
"stop!"
Zhang Deshuai was stunned. This sound came so suddenly, and he hadn't even thought about how to face it. It sounded so majestic and domineering, but why should I listen to you?
His movements became more and more ferocious, Zhang Deshuai's hands and feet were slightly convulsed as he chopped, but it was like finishing the final sprint in a race. Sword after sword, punch after punch, brought out a stronger smell of blood and broken bones.
A harsh sound.
"Stop! Zhang Deshuai, do you still see me as a person in your eyes?!"
Bang, bang, bang!
The sword was thrown next to Wang Luochen and Wang Qiao, only two or three meters away from Su Yuanyuan and others. Zhang Deshuai turned around and looked at the woman who walked behind Su Yuanyuan and others, gasping and laughing: "Yes.
You are my mother, how could I ignore your wishes? That would be too unfilial." He paused, suppressed a forced smile, and suddenly shouted with red eyes: "But do you see me in your eyes? In your eyes