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Nine hundred and twentieth eight chapters dead city

The last two drug dealers did not pose any threat to Yu Yang. A woman and a child. The woman held a pistol in her hand, and the child held a knife in his hand. They were hiding behind the house in a panic, trembling all over.

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In the end, the two people were shot and killed by Yu Yang. Yu Yang thought that he was not a good person. From the moment he entered the killing place, Yu Yang knew that anyone who takes up arms is his enemy. As long as there is no death, maybe he can

Kill yourself. Compassion and compassion are not needed in this country!

After shooting the last two people, Yu Yang briefly searched the room. After making sure that there was no living person, he jumped on the jeep in the yard, started the ignition, and headed towards the gathering he had agreed with Lao Zhao and others.

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In the Brela Valley, the drug dealer who was busy putting out the fire suddenly felt that it was a little difficult to breathe. Then a group of people held their throats and slowly fell to the ground. In the end, their muscles basically had no strength, and finally fell

Foaming at the mouth on the ground.

One after another, the last group of drug dealers all fell to the ground. When Makadoka retreated, no new orders were issued, so this group of people had no idea that the gas bomb hidden in the ammunition depot had been detonated.

We are still putting out the fire and searching for possible fish that may have slipped through the net.

The speed of the poisonous gas bomb is not very fast. Standing in the distance, you can see a very thin layer of dense fog, slowly spreading to the surroundings, blowing in the wind, and people shrouded in the mist will soon feel different.

There were various degrees of antonymia, some people's skin soon became ulcerated and they fell to the ground motionless, while others were lying on the ground struggling constantly and making various wailing sounds.

For a time, all kinds of painful sounds came from the Brela Valley.

People who were not enveloped by the poisonous gas did not understand what was going on and did not dare to run around. Instead, they gathered together in panic. But at some point, the wind suddenly picked up and the mist expanded faster and faster.

Quick, someone among the people who had gathered together in a panic understood what was going on.

"The gas bomb, the gas bomb was detonated, run, run!"

It was too late, really too late. When he realized that it was a gas bomb, the gas bomb had spread around them with the wind. When he wanted to escape, he could no longer escape. Soon a group of people were captured.

The mist shrouded, and after a while, wailing, screaming, and various strange sounds were heard throughout the mist. Those who survived could not help but quicken their steps after hearing the screams.

They wanted to escape from the terrifying area, but they were still enveloped in poisonous gas and became the makers of screams.

The mist spread quickly, and soon the entire valley of Brela was shrouded in poisonous gas. The sound of gunfire, shouts, and screams in the valley gradually stopped. Now all that is left is silence, the silence, as if it were here.

It's not a heavily guarded military base, but a paradise that no one has ever set foot on. It's just eerily quiet, without even the sound of animals.

Time passes quickly, the sun rises and sets, and the moon chases it. When the sun once again shows its flaming cheeks, a new day suddenly begins.

The city of Maika is not big, but due to the proliferation of drugs, the city is constantly expanding. Every year, more people come here to buy goods than the original population of the city. This is a city that relies on drugs to survive.

According to convention, every early morning should be the busiest time in Maica, but today Maica is surprisingly quiet, without any sound. There is not a single car on the originally bustling road, and there are people selling their own heroin on both sides of the road.

The drug dealers also disappeared, as if all the people in this city disappeared overnight.

If someone walks into Macca at this time, it will be like walking into the realm of silence. The whole world is eerily quiet. Except for the sound of clattering garbage caused by the wind, there is no movement.

Two hours later, two trucks arrived at the intersection of Maca City. The driver frowned and looked at Maca City, feeling a little strange: "Terry, what happened to Maca City? Why is it so quiet?"

"I don't know. I heard there was something going on in the Brela Valley yesterday, but then there was no news. My friend may have died of overdose, and he can't even get through to the phone now!"

"I feel a little scared. Do you want me to come back another day?" The driver looked at the strange Micah, lowered the speed to the lowest level, and moved little by little towards the city. However, the weird atmosphere made him feel very depressed, as if

It's like entering a small city after being infected in the movie Resident Evil.

"Terry, hasn't your friend's call been answered yet? I think we should leave first. It's a bit scary here!" The driver looked at Terry again and stopped the car. He felt like his body was a little bit...

Uncomfortable, nauseous, feeling like vomiting.

"Let's go in and have a look. Maybe they are celebrating some festival, or it's just an April Fool's Day joke. They have prepared a grand patty and are ready to welcome us!"

While comforting Terry, he motioned to the driver to drive. The driver slowly lifted the clutch and gently touched the accelerator. The vehicle continued to drive towards Maika. Just as they entered the city, the driver suddenly twitched and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

There was white foam spitting out, and Terry next to him also had the same symptoms.

The entire Maike became calm again, and the sound of the car just now seemed to have disappeared.

Cali, Escobar was watching a video, and finally slowly threw the tablet in his hand to his men: "Is this the power of the Fatal One you sold me? It's very good, but I died a lot

Man, the safety of your gas bombs is a bit unstable!"

Big Ivan shrugged his shoulders: "This is a poisonous gas developed in Japan. It is very powerful, but it always has some shortcomings. I am sorry for the damage caused to your men. Can you give me a copy of this data? I just have it.

Without the data on gas bombs, you know, if you sell weapons, it is impossible for others to buy them, and it is impossible for me to kill all the people in a city!"

Escobar nodded: "No problem, I'm very satisfied with this bomb. Give me a little more and I'll let Venezuela have a taste of my power!"

Big Ivan looked at Escobar: "What are you going to do with those people who died?"

"You don't have to deal with these things. The government will step in, such as a new plague or a new infectious disease. It's fine. It's just tens of thousands of people. No one will care!"

ps: I wrote this right after I got back from working overtime. I haven’t broken my promise and will continue to update it three times!

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