"Attention, everyone, the enemy has dispatched gunboats!"

There was a voice outside the door.

Li Ling sat in the corner of the wall, a beam of twilight shining on the floor in front of him. Behind the secret door of an abandoned office on the eighteenth floor of the Fortune Building, in a small utility room in the corner, dense dust drifting in the light, brooms are piled up in the corners of the walls, and some oil-stained books are placed on the shelves.

Li Ling, who had been recuperating here in recent days, had nothing to do, so he went to the second-hand book market to find a few history books to pass the time, and a certain page of one of the "Historical Records" has been turning.

Outside the utility room, in the dim corridor, about 50 men, women and children were dressed in black, some standing with their backs against the wall, some sitting on white plastic chairs, most of them with torn clothes and some bandages. Some people can still see red blood stains on their white cloths, while others have black stains.

They all listened attentively to a man in black in the middle.

"Guys," the man in the middle raised his fist, "our comrades are still fighting outside, the police are also attacking, and the situation is not optimistic, but even if we are all injured, we must find a way to help them!" You're right? ”

"Yes!" Everyone raised their fists in response.

"As for the defeated soldier inside," the man in black pointed to the storage room, "it's a guy who is used to surrendering, so we don't count on him." ”

Listening to the sighing sound coming from outside the door, Li Ling brushed off his loose hair, wiped the stubble and the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, and tore open the sandwich package he stole from the underground mall last night.

His body had recovered eighty percent, but for the sake of the overall situation, after feeling Liu Zhen's breath, he still hid it.

Listening to the wounded outside the door shouting slogans and gradually moving away, he was the only one left here.

On the left-hand side is a sweat-smelling futon, and the old air conditioner on the ceiling rattles rests on the windowsill, and the red tassels beat rhythmically in the wind coming from the cracks in the windows.

Looking at the patch of light projected on the floor, Li Ling felt an indescribable sense of loss.

I...... Who is it? Why am I here?

Knock knock knock, the roar of gunboats and the sound of cannons came from the sky outside the window.

Then came the rumbling explosion from the ground, and you didn't have to feel it to know that it was the wrath of the Great Mage.

The earth trembled, and the dust in the air shook with it.

"The right colonel king of the Huns, it's time for you to appear!" Suddenly a voice came from the headphones, "Knock down all the heavens!" ”

Am I dreaming? Li Ling looked at his hands.

"Li Ling, did you hear that!" Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the door.

The body is less than thirty years old, but it retains a lifetime of humiliating memories.

"Why haven't you moved yet?!" There was a heavy knock on the door of the utility room.

Li Ling did not answer.

Guys who are used to surrendering - that's what they call me.

The path is thousands of miles away from the sand curtain, and the Huns are fighting for the king. The road is desperate and the blades are destroyed, and the reputation of the soldiers has been destroyed. The old mother is dead, although she wants to repay the kindness, she will return in peace! (——"Hanshu Su Wu Biography")

Li Ling bowed his head in silence for a moment, then stood up with the bow of General Fei.

The roof of the Fortune Tower.

Several men in black approached the two police snipers from behind and slashed their throats, and a short time later, Li Ling appeared at the door of the stairwell.

Several black-clothed men glanced at Li Ling coldly, looked around the square from the top of the building, and walked into the stairwell because of the shouting in the headphones.

Li Ling looked at the corpse of the policeman and smiled, as if there was a yellow sand in front of him, and on the ground was a corpse with silver armor and red tassels.

"If you can't do it, don't force it."

The sound in the headphones.

Li Ling's gaze was awakened by this voice, and he returned to the sharp light that belonged to him.

"Pleasant." Li Ling replied.

"What?" The voice in the headphones was a little hoarse.

Li Ling gently spread his hands and said, "Master, to be correct, it is because of happiness that I can have the second half of my life." ”

The owner of the headset didn't understand, and he asked, "Killing...... Pleasant? ”

The steel beast above his head was still roaring, and the conversation between the master and servant was interrupted by hurried shouts from time to time.

"Time becomes more and more pleasant," Li Ling looked at the bow in his hand, "Life is very precious, suicide...... Why can some people do it casually under the name of a certain belief? ”

Something like fame, honor, or something like that.

I've said that, too.

But it turns out ...... Sure enough, I still can't do it.

In other words, only by living can you find a way to prove your loyalty.

But he still killed my whole family.

"For this." Li Ling looked at the center of the square, and his eyes regained their light.

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In the center of the square, the trees in the green belt are lush, and the zombies who have lost their goals and brains are hanging their heads and pushing each other, and in this place surrounded by tall trees, the dimming sky is dotted with stars, and the light with blood stains comes from the windows of the outer buildings.

The two gunboats took turns pouring fire on the bridgehead, and after a while, under the smoke of gunpowder, the bridgehead calmed down.

Yoo Jin and Xi Dejia slowly stepped out of the subway entrance, and the zombies in the center of the square fell into chaos.

On the top of the building, Wen Cheng enjoyed the light chain pouring down from the sky and the brilliance of the flames on the ground.

Captain Hu led an attack on the Fortune Building, and several other detachments infiltrated the nearby building and began to clear the enemy.

Victory is in sight, and only ...... are left

An orange figure appeared on the roof of the Fortune Building.

"Liu Zhen, Li Ling appears!"

"See."

After saying this, Wen Cheng lifted the corner of the camouflage net, walked to the side of the billboard and looked at Li Ling from a distance.

If Liu Zhen is exposed to his line of sight, then I can't even shrink aside!

Let's fight a decisive battle! Wen Cheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Listen stupid, I have an agreement with Li Guang that we can't do anything before Li Ling does evil."

"Understood."

So......

"Ning Ran, lock Li Ling, wait for my order."

"Roger."

"Xiaozhu, you are the same."

"Roger."

The reason why Wen Cheng called two gunboats was to target Li Ling.

Even if the first one is destroyed by him, after Ning Ran snipes him, the second gunboat can still output firepower.

Let's face it, Li Ling! As long as you are killed, more righteous heroes will gather under the banner of the True Group!

The corners of Wen Cheng's mouth lifted slightly.

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Li Ling looked down at Liu Zhen on the square from a distance, and Liu Zhen looked back calmly.

Is this the master of Chixiao? Why is she not afraid at all? Aren't you afraid I'll kill her?

He then looked at the building opposite, his piercing eyes catching a glimmer of light under the billboard, and the young man standing next to the billboard had a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

This gaze is in return to me, and I understand it very well.

At last he looked at the sky, the evening breeze rustling through his scattered and old hair.

Two, so it is.

Li Ling looked at the two steel behemoths and nodded slowly.

It's also good......

This is a stain on a lifetime, and even if the spirit core crystallizes again, it can't erase history.

So, let me be the dust of history.

Li Ling smiled faintly, and then raised his bow to the sky.

Whoosh, orange arrows cut a straight line across the sky.

Li Ling closed his eyes.

Bang!

A deafening explosion was heard in the sky.

The long-awaited gunfire did not come, and no bullet penetrated my skull.

What the hell is ...... What's going on?

When you open your eyes, there are red and orange fireworks under the night sky, and higher up, two steel behemoths are still hovering steadily.

Who is it?

"Ling'er." An ancient voice came from behind him.