After Lu Zhuo left the command post, there were tens of thousands of American troops outside!

Densely packed, many people had resolute looks on their faces, and they all had rifles on their backs or in their hands.

The swarthy and cold-looking rifle was held in the hands of tens of thousands of dignified-looking American troops, and at this time many people knew that the commander of the Seventh Fleet, Romada, had committed suicide.

It's just that a year ago, Romida had led the Seventh Fleet to participate in the siege of the black-robed man.

When Lu Zhuo walked out of the command post, the water outside was surrounded by tens of thousands of American troops.

But among the tens of thousands of American troops, almost no one spoke, and when they looked out from the high-rise building of the command post, they were all full of figures, as if there was no end in sight.

Standing among them were mostly ordinary soldiers of the US army, looking directly at the black-robed figure that came out of the command post.

"Shhh

When the black-robed figure walked out, the tens of thousands of American soldiers in the outside world didn't even dare to breathe, and looked at the black-robed figure with a solemn expression.

None of the warships were the opponents of the black-robed figures, and they did not come with chariots and fighters, and some were just enthusiastic.

But whether this blood is useful or not is unknown.

Lu Zhuo stood in front of tens of thousands of American troops who were in a rage, and after his hands were folded, his voice was like a flood of bells:

"Do you want to fight?"

Lu Zhuo obviously didn't use much strength, but the sound seemed to ring in the ears of every American soldier, shaking people's eardrums with a rumbling explosion.

Many people even bleed from their ears that were directly shocked because of this, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

"What ?!!"

And the American troops closest to Lu Zhuo all took a step back in unison and looked at Lu Zhuo in horror.

A casual word has such a power, and it also makes the American soldiers who have just been full of enthusiasm feel frightened again.

After seeing that these American soldiers in front of him had taken a step back, Lu Zhuo also shook his head disdainfully, and didn't say anything more, striding directly towards tens of thousands of American troops.

In front of them, there were tens of thousands of American soldiers who were originally surrounded in front, and after seeing Lu Zhuo coming head-on, some people were so frightened that they retreated, and some people couldn't bear it, and they shot at Lu Zhuo with a loud roar.

"Die!

Bang! Bang!

Although there were tens of thousands of American soldiers in front of them, only a few dozen soldiers dared to shoot among those who were close.

For others, dozens of people shooting might be dead, but for Lu Zhuo, it wasn't enough to see at all.

Bang!

The bullets fired by dozens of people bombarded Lu Zhuo's body protection qi, and even a crack on the surface could not be broken, so Lu Zhuo still stepped forward.

With just a few flicks of the fingers, dozens of muffled snorts sounded almost simultaneously, followed by the sound of dozens of corpses falling to the ground, and all the American soldiers were horrified.

When Lu Zhuo walked in front of them, the cold sweat on his forehead was lying down like a stream.

The next moment, in the direction of Lu Zhuo's advance, those sturdy American soldiers leaned directly to both sides and made way for them!

"It's kind of intellectual. ”

When Lu Zhuo saw this scene, he just chuckled, and walked directly into this road opened up among the ten thousand armies.

Bang!

Along the way, there were still many people who shot at Lu Zhuo, including warriors and soldiers.

However, Lu Zhuo still flicked a few bullets on his fingers, and those who refused to accept the shot fell unwillingly one by one, and they couldn't stop it at all.

Today's Lu Zhuo is like a king, and the US soldiers around him are all ants, and if he is unhappy, he can be killed with a flick of his fingers.

Crossing the tens of thousands of American troops in an invincible kingly manner, Lu Zhuo could still hear several gunshots coming from the distant command post behind him, in addition to Rommeda , many generals also committed suicide because of humiliation.

And Lu Zhuo surpassed these tens of thousands of American troops, and these American troops all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had all walked through the gate.

And Lu Zhuo received a call at this time, it was Lei Jun calling.

"To tell you the unfortunate news, you know, in terms of the media influence of the international community, our Chinese media can't intervene at all, and those overseas media have molded you into a demon, which has attracted a lot of people to scold you. ”

Over there, Lei Jun's voice was a little heavy, quietly explaining what was happening in the world.

Although those people were not as strong as Lu Zhuo, they had another weapon, the pen.

With the acquiescence of many governments, propaganda has reached the point of overwhelmingness, and the image of Lu Zhuo has been portrayed into a demon who does all kinds of evil in his own words, so it has also aroused the disgust of many ordinary people.

However, Lu Zhuo didn't care about this, but said lightly:

"And then?

These gossips may have a great impression on other public figures, but for Lu Zhuo, it is nothing at all, and it doesn't even make him pay attention.

What if you are a demon in the eyes of the world? As long as you are strong, you have the capital to speak.

"Uh" Lei Jun was also choked.

He also thought that Lu Zhuo would cherish his feathers very much, but he didn't expect Lu Zhuo to care about this at all, but under this kind of propaganda, Hua Guo became a little passive, in the eyes of foreigners, Hua Guo became the person who shielded the devil, and the foreign media were very good at these.

"Since it's okay, hang up, I'll go back soon. Lu Zhuo said, and hung up the phone directly.

Turning his head to look at the tens of thousands of U.S. troops behind him who were cowering and didn't dare to step forward, Lu Zhuo smiled freely, and directly boarded a small ship near the front, looked at the frightened and trembling captain, and just said:

"Send me back to China. ”

In addition to the media in various countries in China, they are hyping Lu Zhuo into an extremely evil image, and they can't beat Lu Zhuo in terms of positive strength, so they can only use this kind of public opinion.

But the injury didn't hit Lu Zhuo at all, Lu Zhuo still did his own thing in an orderly manner.

After taking revenge on the military who had attacked him a year ago, it was also in Lu Zhuo's plan to rediscover the secret realm of the Lu Dao people.

A year ago, it was precisely because of this that the Russian army and the US military found an opportunity to unite many strong people to surround and kill.

But now that a year has passed, this secret realm has not been broken by future generations, which also makes Lu Zhuo a little interested.

When Lu Zhuo returned to the Shen family in Yanjing, Treasure Picking Wuzun also arrived with a head, which was Shen Cong's.

"Fortunately, I won't be dishonored!" said Wu Zun, who picked up the treasure.

Lu Zhuo just glanced at it and nodded, and a flame popped out of his fingers and burned Shen Cong's head.

After all, it can be regarded as a blood relative, so Lu Zhuo didn't want to do it himself, and let Treasure Wuzun kill Shen Cong.

After doing all this, Lu Zhuo asked:

"The secret realm of the Lu Zhudao people, do you want to go?"

"I want to dream of it!"

Hearing this, Treasure Picking Wuzun's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly.

Lu Zhuo nodded, and said lightly: "Clean it up, and in a few days I will go to see what this secret realm that has puzzled martial artists from all over the world for a year is like." ”

(End of chapter)