“？？？？”

When he saw the pig, a long row of question marks popped up in the head of Mr. Bruce Wayne, who was carrying a bazooka.

Not only him, but everyone behind him felt that this picture was too spoofed, and in an ordinary situation, in this kind of burning and exploding bloody picture, a hero-like character had to come out.

What's the deal with a pig popping out?

Moreover, this pig is not the kind of 'fat pig' image that is five big and three thick, covered in mud, but very small, full of powder, stubborn little nose is constantly contracted due to breathing, and the tail still has a cute appearance of a loop.

So, for a moment, everyone was stunned, watching the pig burst out of the firelight.

And then.......

"Get out of the way!"

The crowd shouted angrily!

Although this picture is a bit curious, the people present have almost experienced any scene, and no one can be deceived by this kind of picture.

Just kidding, in the impact of this explosion, let alone a pig, even if a fly flies out, it is definitely an incomparably terrible fly.

But the words are simple, the implementation is not so easy, the speed of the pig is very amazing, although the size is small, but it is hard to give people a sense of fatal oppression that the out-of-control locomotive crashes into you.

That's not all, at the moment of running, the pig suddenly accelerated.

The next moment. Boom!

The body of Bruce, who was carrying an arsenal of weapons, had an intimate contact with the piglet, and when he looked at him, the man exploded on the spot as if he had swallowed a grenade with the ring open!

He's dead...... In the next second of such a hot opening, he died thoroughly.

No one knows what kind of impact it was to knock the person into a position before he could even move his position, and he died violently, anyway, the person was shattered into a cloud of meat scraps, crackling and splashing on the faces of others, and the blood flew away, like blood-colored snowflakes raised.

......

Seeing that the other self died like this, the crazy version of Bruce in the crowd didn't have a strange expression, just smiled indifferently.

"You could have saved him." He spoke in words that were almost exclusively audible to him.

"yes...... I can save. A voice rang in his ears, and with that voice, Bruce Wayne, who had inherited the Flash's 'Speed Power', also appeared.

"But I'm not going to save him like that, his death can be a good example for others." Flash Wayne said: "It's not just me, in the crowd, I think there must be at least 20 people who can save him, but none of them have made a move, because maybe everyone thinks that if they help the people around them now, they will mistakenly think that our team is still strong, this is not good, we have to let everyone understand what we are facing, we are facing a group of monsters who can kill themselves in seconds by throwing a pet pig casually, so that we can ignite the fighting spirit." ”

The other Bruce nodded: "Hehe, not bad idea, it seems that if we let go of some ridiculous 'no-kill oath', it will irreversibly become cold-blooded." ”

"Absolutely, and I think that's a good sign."

"Hey, right...... Good phenomenon. ”

The two of them talked casually, and the truth was exactly what they said, which was a good phenomenon.

The death of the first person sounded a wake-up call in everyone's hearts, and a pig is still like this, so ...... As for the people on the other side, how strong will they be?

...... In the firelight, old Joey walked out slowly.

He was the first to take the lead, as everyone was busy in the castle to buff up all the survivors.

In Ziliang's words, even if they are asked to send it, it must be valuable.

And the so-called [strengthening], in general, is that the clown planted a fierce seed in everyone's hearts, and then, with Hannibal's brainwashing, turned this group of people into a group of 'madmen' who have no fear, anger, and rebellion against their past oppressive lives.

Of course, mental change is not the whole story, this group of people now completely no longer trust in any 'God', they only believe in themselves, and they are willing to pay a lot of price in order to make their lives more worthwhile.

Among them, they are willing to accept the 'virus reinforcement'.

So, our cute and innocent Shirley Platinum Little Sister suddenly turned into a huge virus factory, with thousands of tentacles burrowing out of her body and inserting into almost all survivors.

Imagine that picture, a little girl, with tentacles to link these thousands of people, dense, overwhelming, when injecting the virus, accompanied by bursts of terrible wails, at this time, if a passer-by A pushes open the door of the ancient castle, seeing this scene, it is estimated that the urine is scared out.

And the craftsman is still maintaining the fortification of the castle, while recuperating his own strength, Alice and the others continue the pain of the people around them to recharge themselves, Quinn assured that those survivors will not let Shirley die, anyway, after coming and going, the old Joey is left alone.

So, here comes old Joey.

He just needed a place to let off steam......

As the fire faded, Old Joey saw Pego hit a man, and then the blood mist flew up.

He unchained his arm and strapped it to the butcher's knife as he walked forward.

"I went back to my hometown once." He said quietly, "And stayed there for a long time......

Several armored tanks drove from behind the crowd, their black muzzles aimed at Old Joey.

"I don't like it, I wasted a lot of effort to forget all the bad things...... However, you have wasted a lot of effort to make me remember. ”

"I think...... You don't like me, or why would you want to throw me back...... But it doesn't matter, because I don't like you either. ”

Old Joey completely ignored those terrible weapons, shook the knife in his hand, and felt that it was very convenient.

"Ziliang said, if you don't like something, forget it, and if you can't forget it, chop it up ......"

"So, over in heaven, I've finished chopping ...... Next, it's time to chop you up. ”

With these simple words, Old Joey's body shape still changed, and the fat flesh began to shrink, contract, and change into pieces of explosive muscles visible to the naked eye, and his shoulders became wide, as if he had grown up specially for the purpose of wielding a knife.

His skull began to twist, some hairs that were hard to the prickly grew from his bare head, several deep wrinkles were piled up by muscle between his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose bulged until it formed a terrible right angle, and at the same time, two terrifying fangs pointed straight into the sky.

"Hey...... Old Joey is here......"