In the early morning, the morning sun dewed slightly, sprinkling the golden light to Jiangzhou City.

Golden light particles sprinkled down and sprinkled every inch of Jiangzhou, making it look as dazzling as the legendary holy city.

But who knows, this seemingly sacred city is filled with millions of bloodthirsty monsters.

Fang Wanhou's majestic and magnificent body like an iron tower stood by the window, a pair of tiger eyes were not angry and arrogant, and his eyes looked at Jiangzhou City outside the window that was shrouded in golden light particles.

At this time, in Jiangzhou City, there were still howls of mutants from time to time, and the sound was poignant and sharp, like the howl of a wounded hyena.

Judging by the loudness of the voice, it was not very far from here, and if the faint of heart heard it, they would have to be frightened by this terrible and sharp voice.

But Fang Wanhou didn't say anything about this, there was no wave on a dark face of Chinese characters, there was no fluctuation in the slightest, and his face did not change.

He seemed to be incarnated as a humanoid boulder, standing motionless by the window, just silently looking at Jiangzhou City outside the window.

Like, something is waiting for.

Almost half an hour later, the door of the room was opened by the people outside, and Fang Wanhou's ancient face standing outside the window finally had a trace of fluctuation, and after he heard the footsteps of the comer, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he no longer faced Jiangzhou City outside the window, but turned to look at the person who came in from outside the room.

"Coming back?" Fang Wanhou opened his mouth hoarsely, but the voice he spit out was strong and powerful, like the king of the grassland roaring in a low voice.

Fan Hua nodded with a tired face, and took out a one-and-a-half-foot-long black box from his tactical backpack.

"Zhao Laosi, they successfully completed the task and successfully killed the third-level mutant, which contained the blood and brain of the mutant."

Fang Wanhou didn't take the black box for the first time, but said with a deep groan, "What about the four old Zhaos?" ”

After hearing this, Fan Hua did not answer immediately, but turned his face away, and a thick sadness flowed out of his pupils.

Fang Wanhou took in Fan Hua's performance, and for the first time, his deep tiger eyes fluctuated, only to hear him ask again in a hoarse voice, "How is the situation in the three companies?" ”

The third company is Zhao Laosi's company, and Zhao Laosi is the company commander of the third company, and he led the team out to carry out this mission.

“…… Almost all of them were wiped out, and only one recruit survived. The recruit in Fan Hua's mouth is Liu Neng.

Click! Almost as soon as Fan Hua finished speaking, the corner of the solid wood desk shattered, and the fragment was in Fang Wanhou's thick palm.

Fang Wanhou took a deep breath before he said slowly, "What is the strength of that young man named Yun Ye?" ”

Fan Hua Zhengse said, "Very strong, his blade is the sharpest blade I have ever seen, and it is not worse than the one in the military region." ”

"So high-rated?" A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Wanhou's eyes, he knew the temper of this political commissar very well, don't look at the gentle and humble in the past, in fact, he is a very arrogant person in his bones, it is rare to see him have such a high opinion of people.

In this regard, Fan Hua just said solemnly, "Without his help, it would be impossible for us to complete this mission, and it would be impossible for me to come back." ”

Fan Hua said, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.

Fang Wanhou faintly saw the hesitation and hesitation on Fan Hua's face, so he said lightly, "If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Fan Hua took a deep breath before slowly speaking, "I think we need to make changes to his strategy, after my observation overnight, I found that he is actually a person who is arrogant in his bones, otherwise, he would not have such a strong strength, if he wants him to surrender to us and be our subordinate, this must be impossible, if we have to force it at that time, I think we will only end up with an unhappy end." ”

After hearing this, Fang Wanhou did not answer immediately, but sat on the wide leather chair behind the desk, gently tapped the solid wood desk with his fingers, and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Fan Hua did not urge, but also sat on another chair and waited quietly.

After a long time, Fang Wanhou slowly spoke, "I think, this shouldn't be your only reason. ”

Fan Hua was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly, "I really can't hide it from you." Let's be honest, he saved my life, and this mission was completed because of him, so I don't want to be that ungrateful. ”

"However, the most important factor is the one I said earlier, he is not a long worm, and with our strength, we can't suppress him!"

"Since the political commissar has insisted on it like this, I can't still oppose it." Fang Wanhou's swarthy face showed a rare smile similar to ridicule, "Since you dare to say this, I think you should have thought of a countermeasure, after all, a person with such strength, it is not your style to let him go in front of you." ”

Fan Hua smiled after hearing this, "You still know me, since such talents have come to our camp, naturally we can't watch him run away, subordinates can't be brothers, brothers can't be partners." ”

"Do you have a way?"

Fan Hua smiled ill-intentioned after hearing this, and he smiled at Fang Wanhou with a smile, "In that building, his knife was broken by a mutant. ”

Fang Wanhou didn't understand the meaning of Fan Hua's words, and immediately laughed and scolded, "You old fox, you actually hit me with your idea." ”

"I can't bear the child's wolf."

"Okay, okay, I see that your injuries are quite serious this time, you go down first and carry the virus over according to the old way."

"Old Fang, don't be reluctant, let me tell you that this wave will definitely not lose." Before leaving, Fan Hua seemed to have thought of something, and folded back to support the table with his hands and said with an affirmative expression.

After finishing speaking, Fan Hua turned around and left, preparing to deal with the upcoming virus invasion.

After Fan Hua left, Fang Wanhou fell into deep thought, his fingers tapping the table rhythmically, obviously still having some doubts about what Fan Hua said.

Vultures, Fang Wanhou raised his swarthy square face, and a flash of light flashed in his pupils, "Peerless Blade?" I'd like to see how sharp this blade is......"

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It was night, the ground was white, and there was silence all around, except for the heavy snow falling from the sky, there was no sound.

It was as if there was no longer the slightest life in this world, only endless dead silence remained.

Suddenly, the dead silence was broken by the sound of dead wood breaking, and a young and short figure walked out of the night with blood flowers fluttering.

The boy is about eleven or twelve years old, although his face is immature, but he is not handsome and delicate, I believe that as long as he is given a few years, there will be another handsome and handsome young man in the world.

It's just that the young man at this time is stained with blood all over his body, as if he has just fished out the pool of blood, and every step he takes, he will leave a bloody footprint in the same place, not only that, but in the process of his walking, there are blood droplets dripping on his body, and there is a "swish" sound on the snow like boiling water touching the cold ground, which is weird and terrifying.

And if anyone looked closely at the boy's side, they would be shocked to find that the space around him seemed to be filled with endless sharp blades, and the snowflakes falling within a foot of his body would be instantly cut into dust-like debris by the invisible blades.

But the strange thing is that there is nothing around the boy's body, it can be said that there is nothing, but the blood flowers that fall down seem to be cursed, as long as they are within a kilometer of the boy, they will disintegrate into dust.

As if he had not noticed anything strange in his body, the boy's eyes were hollow, and he walked forward step by step like an inanimate machine until he ......

A village came into his sight.

The village is bustling with activity, every house is brightly lit, big red lanterns are hung in front of the doors, and in the village, there are children's laughter and adults' bragging, and in the depths of the village, there is a deafening sound of fist strokes.

"Whew......!"

At this moment, a flash of fire burst out of the village, rushed into the sky, and then burst into the air with a thud, a beautiful fireworks that looked like a dreamy flower.

This firework seems to have opened a prelude, and there are fireworks exploding in mid-air one after another, dyeing the black night sky colorful and colorful, and even the dark clouds are dyed into colorful auspicious clouds by the gorgeous fireworks.

The fireworks bloomed, shining on the happy smiles of the people below, the children frolicked, and there was a small fireworks with colorful lights in their hands, and the couples snuggled up to each other, looking at each other's faces full of happiness, and their pupils flashed with the brilliance of love.

Obviously, this is a happy and lively small mountain village.

However, tonight is destined to be a bloody and terrifying nightmare for the people in the mountain village.

When he saw the small mountain village that suddenly appeared in front of him, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the boy's handsome little face.

He flipped his left hand, and a blood-stained dagger appeared in his hand, the dagger was stained with blood, as if it had just been fished out of the pool of blood, it was extremely strange, and the space within a zhang of his body was instantly chaotic, as if there was a blade contending, and it seemed that there was a murderous aura in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the boy vanished in place, leaving only a bloody footprint and a tiny hole burned by the blood dripping from his body.

The boy was like a ghost in the night, his figure erratic, his toes were slightly pointed, and his body was like a fluttering butterfly, drifting towards the small mountain village.

And at his foothold, there was only a small branch extending from the trunk, and at the tip of the branch, in the deep snow, there was a small pit that was too small to be subtle, and in the next second, the small pit was filled with the falling goose feather snow, and even protruded outward.

It can be seen that the boy's body has reached a shocking point, and even has reached the top of the world.

With the boys on board, the night in this small mountain village is no longer happy and lively, and everywhere is filled with the screams of fear and the roar of despair.

Some men wanted to pick up the sharp weapon in their hands to fight back, but it was just in vain, I saw a black light flash, and the man with the knife didn't even react, he saw a scene of blood spurting from his neck.

Zhimen screamed, frightened, and angry, but this could not stop the little boy from killing, on the contrary, these voices gave the little boy a strange pleasure.

It made him happier and more excited.

Until......

The small mountain village was bustling with activity, the people had been slaughtered by the boys, and there were corpses and blood everywhere.

A little boy of about seven or eight years old held an iron fork much taller than him in his hand, and trembled and pointed at the boy covered in blood.

The boy stood three or four meters away from the fork and did not move, like a ruthless grim reaper, looking at the little boy with cold eyes, and after a long time, the boy said quietly, "You, why don't you run?" ”

The little boy holding the iron fork was frightened by this cold and merciless voice, he felt that he was facing not a person, but a ruthless and murderous demon, facing him, the little boy seemed to be facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, leaving an indelible fear on his immature and young heart.

But the little boy had no intention of running away, even if he wanted to run away now.

Because behind him, there is a little girl who sits on the ground.

The little girl was his sister.

The little girl looked like she was about three or four years old, her immature little face was covered with mud, her thick cotton clothes were stained with scarlet blood, and an iron thorn pierced through her bare feet from the other side, directly penetrating her delicate naked feet.

The little girl cried very sadly, on the one hand, because of the pain, and on the other hand, because she was frightened by the nightmarish sight of tonight.

The boy looked at the little girl who was sitting on the ground crying heartbreakingly, as if he had evoked some kind of memory, the killing intent in his pupils seemed to be overflowing, and the murderous aura on his body was all gone, and he stood in place.

Just when the boy was in a trance, the little boy with the Tiehe fork seemed to be unable to bear the pressure of facing the boy, his voice was hoarse and roared, and he stabbed the little boy who was standing in place with difficulty.

Poof......