"Stop it——!"

Before the matter could be reversed, a voice pierced through the noise of the crowd, whether it was the killer demon king who was about to kill the demon king in qi and blood, or the undead city citizens who wanted to die together, they were all stunned for a moment.

There were so many people who suddenly appeared, and nearly 10,000 old people, following George's stumbling footsteps, walked into the angry crowd.

These people were so old that each of them had a beard that had obscured half of their faces, and they were symbolically dressed in tattered fabrics, some of which could still be seen as traces of what had been clothes.

The crowd parted, and the old lady who had just commanded everyone to besiege the demon king, almost using her hands and feet, rushed out, tears already sprinkled all over her placket.

"This voice, God, God, I can still remember it!"

Seeing this staggering old woman, George also suddenly shook off the black beard that had been supporting him. I walked a few steps as fast as I could, and the two old men who were already old and unlooked hugged each other like this, tears gushing like springs, silent.

As a result, there were more than 10,000 people on both sides, but no one dared to move, and they all watched this strange reunion.

George gently stroked the old lady's gray hair, just as she had done fifty years ago, and the old lady snuggled into his arms, just like the happy old days.

"I'm back, Amira."

“.... You're finally willing to go home. ”

The strong man who had just tied the demon king with a steel cable looked dazed, so he could only approach the two of them and ask softly.

"Mother-in-law, we.. Still fighting? ”

Unexpectedly, the two old men had not yet gotten rid of the joy of reunion, and to answer his question, the black-bearded old man who had been accompanying Old George here suddenly made a move and grabbed the strong man's wrist, which frightened both parties to become vigilant all of a sudden.

"Hank, are you Hank?"

The man known as "Hank" was startled and was about to fend off this sudden attack, but was called out by the bearded old man.

"Huh? Yes! Who are you? How do you know my name? ”

"How old are you?" The old man with the black beard was very anxious, and grabbed the strong man's wrist tightly.

"Fifty-six." Hank obediently answered the old man's question.

"When did you give birth, did you just celebrate your birthday?"

The old man was even more agitated, almost in tears, and asked as he asked.

"yes... What the hell are you—"

The old man had fallen to his knees with his hands folded and didn't know what he was praying to, perhaps it was the god he had once believed in, or it could be the young man who had saved them.

Tears drenched the ground, and the old man hugged Hank fiercely, crying out loudly as he cried out

"My son, my son is still alive, Hank, he's still alive!"

The old man pulled down a pendant he had with him, and inside it was a picture of the young and handsome him and Hank when he was ten years old, just the day before the old man was trapped in that hell almost forever.

"Dad.. Father? Hank could hardly believe the reality

"But, they told me you were dead, why?"

"I'm not dead, thanks to the young man who just argued with you, he rescued us all, and he was alone!"

"What?!"

"Payron is right, he is our savior."

More people began to gather around, George hugged the old lady who had cried until she almost fainted, and patiently explained to everyone, but people were no longer in the mood to listen to the old man, they had more important things to do-

"Dad, is that you, why are you old like this!"

"Brother, you're back, but I'm old!"

"This is my child, your father was stronger than you back then!"

A tense battle turns into a reunion after a long absence, which can be said to be an oasis of humanity in this cruel ruins.

Until, a dense burst of strafing broke the warm gathering, and a large group of people from other urban areas rushed straight in. The entire immortal city, except for the eastern urban area where the families of the bullet farm reported to the group for warmth, other urban districts existed, or there were a large number of privateers, kidnappers and bandits in a reasonable and legal manner.

Today, driven by interests, these people have reached a temporary alliance and are ready to take down these Dongcheng citizens who are ready to "monopolize" the "wanted criminals" worth a billion dollars.

The shooting came suddenly, from some privateers running on the rooftops, and some bad actors hiding in the corners. Some of the people who had just been reunited were shot, some were bleeding profusely, and some gradually closed their eyes, thanking the gods at the last moment for letting him go without regret or remorse.

So, sometimes, what really makes people angry is not the deprivation at the beginning, but the complete destruction after being lost.

"Ah——————!h

The crowd was boiling, all the young and middle-aged eyes were red, and even some old people who were still acting fairly quickly took up the weapons around them to fight these villains to the death.

The privateer with the gun was strangled to death by Hank, who climbed up to the hiding point behind him, with a steel cable and hung upside down from the roof, and the black-bearded old man Patron killed a robber with a knife in two strokes with a large wrench.

Out of nowhere, Amira pulled out an apparently specially crafted pistol, and by surprise she knocked down a privateer's leader who was as strong as a cow.

The most terrifying thing is the Demon King, you know, the Demon King's emotional turn just now is very blunt. When he was most angry, his enemies and the old people he rescued staged a thousand miles to find his relatives, which made him very uncomfortable now. He was very touched and emotional, but he was very angry.

He didn't know why, he just wanted to destroy, he wanted to do something to vent his evil anger, and then these unlucky villains were sent.

The Demon King has no mercy for these wicked people who kill people, and casually tears off a modified motorcycle whistling around him as a weapon, and becomes a ruthless slaughterer.

Each swing could take the lives of dozens of outlaws, and in front of him, flesh and parts covered the ground, and the demon king's demons from hell were covered in blood, venting pure evil on these villains who thought they were invincible.

These people are not armies, they don't have any concept of "loyalty" or steadfastness, everyone lives for themselves. When they found out that the billion was too hard to gnaw, they began to retreat and fear.

When the corpses of the villains were finally piled up into a small mountain in front of the Demon King, the rout began. In the eyes of outlaws, although money is good, it must also be spent on life.

One, two, almost in five minutes, the entire Dongcheng District except for the dying wounded, there was already a single outlaw who could breathe.

The demon king is tired, and now he just wants to rescue his sister quickly and leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

The tall body began to run, followed by the crowd of people rushing forward and backward, everyone firmly believed that this powerful man would definitely be able to change the history of the Immortal City being oppressed and enslaved by Old Joe and his war boys for fifty years!