The night was cold.

A rough humanoid armor walked on an uninhabited street. The moonlight shone on the cold steel, shining the white letters of the T-3.

His steps were slow, and he looked around as he walked, as if he were taking a walk.

Dilapidated houses and tiles.

The closer you get to the "castle", the more miserable the scenery becomes. Bullet holes were everywhere in the walls, and judging by the density of the bullet holes, it should have come from strafing from machine guns. Traces of explosions can be seen in the corners and alleys, and judging from the scale, they should be the product of gun grenades.

In the ruins, Jiang Chen saw a pair of eyes.

Like a frightened little animal, the eye fled in panic the moment he turned his face slightly.

His throat moved, and Jiang Chen slowly looked away.

"I can leave the clean-up to me." Isha's voice rang out in my ears.

"No, I think it's better for me to go myself."

Although he couldn't see Aisha's face, Jiang Chen could imagine that gentle gaze.

Not far away, bullets almost swept through the wooden walls of the back room. A hand appeared in his sight, trembling out of the window, quietly closing the wooden window.

Jiang Chen could feel that this fear was aimed at himself.

"Doesn't it matter?" Aisha asked softly.

"Of course. Whether it's corpses or something more terrifying than corpses, I've seen a lot. Taking his eyes off the dilapidated house, Jiang Chen said casually.

Aisha knew that he was talking about that world.

"But I don't feel good about you."

"How so?" Jiang Chen sighed and replied.

Getting closer to Johnny's villa, he pulled out his tactical rifle from his waist.

Although it is a bit like killing chickens with a knife. But he still wanted to say goodbye to Johnny in person. As for the reason, he couldn't tell why.

"Intuition." There was a gentle smile in the cold voice.

Gut feeling?

Jiang Chen smiled. There was no comment on Aisha's explanation.

Click――

Crisp bullet loading sound.

"Aisha."

"Hmm."

"Do you think I'm wrong?"

It should have been quiet, and all the wars started because of him. If it weren't for the impromptu idea of the day. If he hadn't ordered Roberts to send Johnny, and then fostered the opposition to provoke a civil war, the people who lived here might not have experienced war for the rest of their lives.

This is a problem that he has only recently begun to realize, and the switch of dimensions may only take half a second, but the switch of thinking takes a long time. He sometimes wondered if he had unwittingly applied the logic of the end times in this world.

It is undoubtedly in the interest to do so, but is it the right thing to do?

"In my heart, you will always be right."

Jiang Chen was stunned.

A moment later. Hearty laughter echoed through the steel armor.

"Thank you."

Hang up the communication, the madness turns on instantly, and a series of dense red dots appear in the field of vision.

All the troubles and shackles of human nature were left behind, and Jiang Chen only felt that his brain was unprecedentedly clear.

The Qingming of Killing.

Ding--!

The armor shook slightly. A bullet slammed into the sturdy plastic steel, leaving not even a single bullet mark. Jiang Chen smiled and looked up, it was a black guy, with an automatic rifle in his hand aiming at him, it should be a mercenary hired by Johnny.

The black guy was shocked when he saw that the shot was ineffective. The movements of the hands also did not stop, and they directly got on the grenade.

Looking at the cold steel armor, he instinctively felt fear.

The vortex engine behind him spewed flames, and Jiang Chen lightly moved sideways to widen the distance from the grenade.

The muzzle of the machine gun on the roof was pointed. Jiang Chen raised his rifle and shot a shuttle of bullets, turning the machine gun fire point into a sieve. With that, Jiang Chen turned the muzzle of the gun again, aiming at the red dot hidden behind the wall. The trigger was pulled.

The bullet tore through the fragile wall and shredded the heart that was hiding behind it.

kicked the iron door of the villa. Bathed in the rain of bullets without shying away, Jiang Chen strode forward while shooting stars. While firing back with a rifle.

The mercenaries hired by Johnny fell one after another, and the rest of the people finally began to feel fear when they saw that they had not been able to hurt the "monster" at all.

At this time, an RPG with a tail flame flew towards Jiang Chen.

Without dodging or dodging, Jiang Chen directly raised his left hand and slapped it.

With a bang, the flames exploded.

The shrapnel scraped the plastic steel armor with a tooth-aching sound, but it didn't hurt it in the slightest.

"High-explosive warheads? Try it again with armor-piercing bullets, trash fish. Jiang Chen grinned, raised his rifle and shot the guy carrying the launcher to the ground.

These mercenaries finally got terrified.

It turns out that the so-called professional ethics are nothing more than farts in the face of an invincible enemy. The few remaining red dots began to retreat, and they abandoned their employers and began to flee in three different directions.

Ignoring the deserters who had lost their will to fight, Jiang Chen smashed open the wooden door of the villa with the butt of his rifle, and then walked into the house with a rifle.

The thunderbolt at the door flew up all at once.

Jiang Chen, who fell into a frenzy, smiled disdainfully, didn't even bother to hide, and walked directly through the smoke of the explosion and walked in the direction of the basement.

There were five red dots there, and his instinct told him that Johnny was there.

Frenzy lifted.

took out the laser knife and melted the door lock, and Jiang Chen kicked open the iron door.

A smell of alcohol came to his face, and with a slight brow, Jiang Chen activated the power armor uh air filtration system, and walked to the bottom of the stairs with his rifle on his shoulder.

The lights are on.

The dark red room displays iron cages, steel pipes, wooden horses, and all kinds of torture instruments. Without looking at the four white-flowered bodies, Jiang Chen looked directly at the man sitting on the wooden chair.

"You'll enjoy the wine."

Raising his blue eyelids to look at Jiang Chen, Johnny's throat moved.

"You, are you here to kill me?"

"That's right." Jiang Chen said softly.

"What about the mercenaries above?" His voice carried a hint of pleading that did not want to face reality.

"Dead, or fled."

Johnny's eyes widened, and he grabbed the pistol on the table and aimed it at Jiang Chen.

His hands trembled, especially after seeing Jiang Chen's indifference to his reaction, his trembling was even more obvious.

"I beg you, give me a chance"

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

Hearing this, Johnny was stunned for a moment, and then laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, if I really listened to Roberts' nonsense and gave up everything and got on the ship, would you let me live to Australia? Phew! Laughing wildly, Johnny brandished the pistol in his hand and pointed it at Jiang Chen, who was wearing steel armor.

It's like a baby, waving a toothpick at an adult.

"No, if I answer that, it will make you feel better when you die." Jiang Chen said softly.

A pleading appeared on Johnny's face, but then turned to madness.

"Let's die together!"

With a roar, Johnny pulled the trigger in his hand.

This is not a gun, just a detonator made in the shape of a pistol to control fifteen kilograms of explosives buried in the basement.

The electric spark flickered, but nothing happened.

The look on his face gradually turned to despair.

"Why, why?"

"Even if I explain to you what EMP is, I'm afraid you won't be able to figure it out for a while, forget it, let's get on the road."

Aiming the muzzle of the gun at his head, Jiang Chen silently pulled the trigger. (To be continued.) )