Wang Bin struggled to open his eyes and shook his head vigorously, his ears hearing nothing but a buzzing sound.

He stood up and found that the original warehouse had been razed to the ground and turned into a sea of fire.

He stood up with all his strength and staggered to the front of the warehouse. "Huang Wei! Meng Guoyong ......"

Wang Bin shouted at the burning ruins, but no one came out to answer him.

He shouted again: "Horse team, horse team!" But even the leader of Ma Jianguo's detachment, who was in charge of guarding the perimeter, did not respond to him.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed his leg, and he subconsciously looked down to see that it was Huang Wei, who was blown up and his flesh and blood were blurred, grabbing him.

Huang Wei only had half of his body left, and only one hand left, his clothes had already been blown to shreds, and his dark face revealed pink flesh and white bones, and his bloody mouth was closed one by one, but he couldn't spit out half a word.

Wang Bin was so frightened that he first broke away from Huang Wei's hand, jumped back, and then squatted down and said to Huang Wei tremblingly: "Dawei, you, you hold on, the special police and the doctor should be almost there." ”

In fact, Wang Bin didn't know when the special police and doctors would arrive, but he had to tell Huang Wei like this first, so that he could not only stabilize Huang Wei's mood, but also comfort himself.

After speaking, he was about to straighten Huang Wei again, but there was something lying on his shoulder.

A smell of burnt flesh mixed with the smell of blood pierced Wang Bin's nose, and a head stretched out from behind Wang Bin, and said in a trembling voice: "Bin... Refined...... Binzi, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid it's not... Come on. ”

Wang Bin immediately shook twice and threw the person on his shoulder to the ground, and with the courage to distinguish it carefully, he realized that this was actually Meng Guoyong who rushed in on his behalf.

Meng Guoyong's condition is better than Huang Wei's, his body is still intact, but a hole in his stomach has been blown up, and a whole set of internal organs has flowed out of it and dragged on the ground.

Wang Bin was so frightened that he stared at the two people on the ground who were struggling in pain. "Da Binzi, I'm here!" Wang Bin turned around and saw Ma Jianguo walking towards him. "Thankfully, the horse team is fine. ”

Wang Bin thought so, but when Ma Jianguo came out of the darkness, Wang Bin clearly found that Ma Jianguo was directly missing half of his head, and his facial features were mutilated.

Suddenly, Huang Wei crawled over and grabbed Wang Bin's ankle again, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he said inarticulately: "Hmm~ It's because of ...... Your information is wrong, hmm~just... Hurt me like this, you...... You, hmm~"

Wang Bin was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his legs, and was about to open his mouth to defend himself, when Ma Jianguo walked up again and covered Wang Bin's mouth and nose: "Binzi, I seem to be missing half a head, can you lend me to make it?"

As soon as he covered his mouth and nose, Wang Bin could only make a "hmm" sound.

Meng Guoyong also stood up crookedly at this time, he picked up his intestines from the ground, put them on Wang Bin's neck, and tightened them hard: "All ...... You're all the ...... Brother, it's all you...... Killed!"

Wang Bin only felt that it was difficult to breathe, his lungs seemed to be about to explode, and he desperately tried to struggle away, but he couldn't use any strength.

The oxygen in the lungs is getting less and less, and the scalp is swollen and numb for a while. Wang Bin's eyes gradually blurred, his eyelids oozed dots of blood, and his lips and nails gradually turned purple.

A magma-stained stone bounced up from the magma pool and flew down towards Zhang Wen, who stepped backwards, stepped on the edge of the stone under his feet, and almost fell down.

Seeing that the stones under his feet were getting smaller and smaller, he knew that if he could no longer learn to control his state of mind, he would definitely die in this purgatory.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and Zhang Ling appeared in purgatory: "Quick, save people with me first!"

Zhang Wen was not allowed to distinguish it, so Zhang Ling grabbed Zhang Wen's hand and suddenly left this purgatory.

When he opened his eyes again, the two of them were actually on the edge of a burning warehouse, Zhang Ling did not allow Zhang Wenfen to say: "Apprentice, borrow your body!" After speaking, Zhang Ling pounced forward, and became one with Zhang Wen.

In his state of mind, he obviously has no body, so why does Zhang Ling have to borrow Zhang Wen's body?

In fact, Zhang Ling borrowed not Zhang Wen's body, but the spirit body. After all, Zhang Wen is still the master of his own state of mind, and he has not yet learned how to control it skillfully.

If Zhang Ling does not control Zhang Wen's spirit body, then in the event of an emergency, Zhang Wen will be nervous, and he may be dragged back to the real world with Zhang Ling at any time.

Zhang Ling, who was possessed by Zhang Wen, saw that the three evil ghosts in front of him were poisoning the policeman in body armor, and immediately made an iron cross finger with his hand and rushed forward to disperse the three evil ghosts.

The rescued policeman had already lost consciousness, and was held by Zhang Ling with his hand and placed firmly on the ground.

The three evil ghosts immediately appeared in their original form and stared at Zhang Ling viciously. Zhang Ling shouted: "Evil obstacles, who taught you to kill people? Zhang Ling is here one day! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, if you don't leave quickly, lest your soul fly away and never be reborn!"

But instead of leaving, the three demons opened their mouths and bared their sharp fangs.

Zhang Ling sighed lightly: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. He pinched the Yang Thunder Finger with his left hand and the Yin Thunder Finger with his right hand, and took the initiative to hit the three evil ghosts.

I saw a few red thunderbolts hit the evil ghost from between Zhang Ling's fingers, and the three evil ghosts fell to the ground one after another.

Zhang Ling looked at his hand with a puzzled expression, to be precise, Zhang Wen's hand: "This kid's spirit body is also so watery, and the Yin and Yang Thunder Finger can't kill the little ghost!"

When Zhang Ling was complaining about Zhang Wen's spirit body, the three evil ghosts seemed to have seen something very terrifying, and their seriously injured bodies disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Zhang Ling looked back, only to feel a thick aura, and then, a man wearing a mask and a tights appeared in front of him.

Without waiting for Zhang Ling to speak, the man first gave Zhang Ling a look: "Master Zhang." ”

Zhang Ling was surprised, this seemed to be the first time that someone recognized himself as Zhang Tianshi.

The man continued, "Why do you and I bother with my affairs today when the water from the well does not interfere with the water of the river?"

Zhang Ling laughed dryly: "Hehe, I see that you are also a sensible person, why don't you understand this little reason......?"

Before Zhang Ling could finish speaking, the man interrupted: "I think, you don't understand the rules, right? You have become an immortal, and it stands to reason that you should not interfere in this human dispute." You don't care if I kill Zhou Yu, you don't care if I kill Xu Xiujie, why do I want to kill this little policeman, but you are here to take care of this idle matter?"

Zhang Ling snorted coldly: "Hmph, I naturally don't care about human affairs, but he is a person from our heavenly court, how can I not care?"

After listening to Zhang Ling's words, the man suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha, he is a person from your Heavenly Court, you can take care of it? Then Zhou Yu and Xu Xiujie's lives are not fates? I understand, the lives of your Heavenly Court are lives, and the lives of mortals are cheap, right?"

Zhang Ling frowned, obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: "This mortal, mortals have their own fixed number, how can this immortal be compared with mortals? Besides, when we meet good men and women, we will also give blessings, why do you come here and talk about us so unbearable?"

The man put away his laughter, gritted his teeth, and said, "Oh, finally admit that mortal life is cheap? Good men believe in women? Jokes! I set you up on a table, and you can eat and drink in exchange for my father's car accident and my mother hanged myself? Fortunately, I came home early, otherwise she would have seen my father a long time ago!"

The more the man spoke, the more excited he became: "I worship you every day, and that's what I get in exchange for this? What dog P is good at men and women, and what dog P is fixed! I see, it's still our life! Don't nonsense, I respect you as a heavenly master, so I told you this, if you don't get out, I will kill you together!"

After speaking, a sleeve arrow popped out of his sleeve and rushed towards Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling's eyes widened, and a heel flipped over the masked man's air, kicking him.

The masked man staggered a few steps to stand still, turned his head to stare at Zhang Ling, and patted the ash on his back with his hand.

Zhang Ling continued: "Let me explain!" The masked man refused to listen to his explanation, and rushed forward with an arrow step, shining on Zhang Ling's neck is a sword, Zhang Ling retreated with his right foot, easily dodged the sword, and then slapped his palm at him.

The masked man turned around and stretched out his hand to open the palm, and made another sword at Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling spread out the masked man's hand, and the other hand pinched the trick and hit the masked man. But before this trick was pinched, Zhang Ling only felt dizzy.

The masked man grabbed his flaw and kicked Zhang Ling away.

Zhang Ling knew that this was a warning that he had been fighting for too long.

The previous battle with Shadow at the high-speed rail station had already injured his Genshin, so he couldn't last long this time.

The masked man didn't allow Zhang Ling to breathe, and immediately chased after him to attack Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling's speed slowed down significantly, and after a few rounds, Zhang Wen's spirit body was covered with wounds.

Zhang Ling's consciousness had begun to blur, he held on, ran his brain quickly, and fell his eyes to Wang Bin who fell to the ground.