It can be said that it is relatively easy for him to defeat ten or twenty ordinary people, but in the face of twenty painless corpses, as long as they are touched, it will be difficult to get out, which is also the reason why the other four organizations generally dare not provoke the Ring of the Gods. Nan Yinglong had no weapons, so he leaned down and began to throw stones in this direction, his hands were strong enough to knock ordinary people unconscious or even maim at once, but although most of the corpses were hit in the head, at most they delayed their movements. Nan Yinglong threw another handful of gravel and smashed the door of the communication room to pieces, and then he jumped in, and sure enough, his judgment was correct - there has been snow recently, and hospitals and other institutions have purchased snow clearing equipment and put it in the communication room to clean it at any time. He wielded a shovel, and with this long sharp weapon, his confidence was greatly increased. He jumped out and slashed at the first corpse with a swift slash, slashing its knees and staggering to the ground, slowing down even though it was still crawling. The corpses themselves have no mind, but the other corpses seem to be coordinated and commanded by the same brain, and they all surround Nan Yinglong, and some of them block the door, so that no one can get out. Nan Yinglong's brain was thinking quickly, even if he had this shovel, he would be able to support it for a minute at most, and those corpses would wrap themselves firmly around like vines, and then the main master would appear leisurely and kill himself easily.

He waved the shovel frantically, most of these corpses had been soaked in formalin's solution for a long time, although they did not rot, they were already quite soft, and they were swept and slashed by the shovel violently, and soon the flesh and blood were splashed, and the messy limbs were rolling everywhere, and the doctors and nurses who had just died and had medical equipment were quite difficult to deal with, even if they were hung by the shovel, they would not fall down for a while.

At this time, he spotted a Volvo bus parked in the compound, which was the unit's shuttle. He complained a little bitterly: the hospital is a very lucrative unit, and most of them have private cars, but in this kind of weather, no one is willing to drive out, and they are all waiting to take the shuttle. At the moment, there was only this car in the compound, and in normal times he could push an ordinary car, or even a four-wheel drive jeep, but this car was so big that he wanted to overthrow it and crush all the corpses, and he needed at least one of the same kind to work together.

However, he did not reach the end of despair: just as he was helpless, a hand was placed on the side of the Volvo, and then the owner of the two hands was looking at him with a firm and soft gaze. Nan Yinglong judged at a glance that this person must be a friend, he was clumsy in words, and he didn't have time to say thank you, but the corners of his mouth curled, and he threw the shovel out with all his might.

After the shovel knocked down three corpses in a row, Nan Yinglong bought time and jumped next to the man. The man shouted, "Ready? Nan Yinglong shouted: "Thank you, friend!" ”

The Volvo bus was lifted off the ground by a huge force that rose from the air, then quickly flipped over one by one, and then crushed more than a dozen corpses as easily as ants were trampled to death.

Nan Yinglong wanted to solemnly express his gratitude, but more corpses rushed out of the hospital, and he and his friend who had never known each other looked at the top of the six-story building in unison, and saw a thin and tall man dressed in black, like a grim reaper, holding his hands high in the air, as if conducting a grand musical performance, and as if he was playing a passionate piano music. But Nan Yinglong knew that he was like a puppeteer, manipulating the dozens of corpses that swarmed out of the morgue with invisible silk threads.

But at this moment, there was another person next to the puppeteer. The puppeteer was startled when he found out, and instead took out a huge tibia of an unknown creature from his body, gestured at the man, and asked sharply in pure Chinese, "Who are you?" The people of Steel Valley? ”

The man approached, revealing a young face that showed no joy or anger.

It would take a while for the puppeteer to manipulate the corpse to climb to the sixth floor, but the young man next to him was close at hand and slapped him hard. The puppeteer was terrified, and his body began to burn inexplicably, followed by screams. The young man said to him, "I have heard that the ordinary cultists of the Ring of the Gods can only control one or two corpses at most at a time. You can control so much at once, you must not have a low status there, right? In that case, I will not kill you. When I went back and brought a good one to Bi Xiulai, I said that the old and young people of the An family were always welcome to travel to China. ”

The puppeteer rolled a few times, but his clothes had been burned, and his brown-red skin was full of burnt wounds, and he shouted viciously: "Sure enough, it's An Hongbo's stunt ......!" It is worthy of the whole line, and in terms of hand-to-hand combat, you are the first deservedly. But I'm curious, when did Steel Valley unite with the Quantong Line? Very good! You also let Eunuch An remember that this matter is not over! On the road of the dead, prepare a coffin for the old eunuch! With that, he actually threw himself down from the sixth floor, and the group of corpses rushed to one place, held him up, and then moved out of the compound as quickly as a dish, and disappeared into the back mountain.

The young man beside Nan Yinglong smiled kindly at him and stretched out his hand: "Hello." My name is Lian Jinyang. The one upstairs is called Liu Yan. ”

Nan Yinglong's original grateful mood was mostly consumed, and he didn't stretch out his hand, but just said coldly: "My name is Nan Yinglong." I originally thought you were free people, but since you are the apprentice of Mr. An of the Quantong Line, then ......"

Lian Jinyang interrupted and said, "Brother Nan, you misunderstood. You'd be right, we're free men. Just now it was just to stir up a relationship between the Ring of the Gods and the Ring of the Gods. Our goal is to unify all the people in the world into a new organization, and you can't go back to Steel Valley now, and you're a free man, so since everyone is on the same path, you're welcome to join. ”

Nan Yinglong changed from consternation to disdain: "You ...... You guys? It's a big idea. I thank you for saving your life and will definitely repay it in the future. At the same time, I would like to remind you that you did not do it even in your dreams! Steel Valley alone is enough to rival the remaining four, but even Steel Valley's CEO, Charles Vinrecent, does not dare to publicly declare that he wants to unify us all. Elderly ...... Since you are not from the An family, the old eunuch An is much more powerful than you, right? He wouldn't dare say that, would he? I am not afraid of death, nor do I deny that your ideals are lofty but have no practical significance. Moreover...... Please forgive me for being so straightforward, we are all scholars in Ganggu, and we don't like to go around in circles: you want to unify all those who have lifted the ban, who knows if it is out of a sense of justice, or for your own desire for power? ”

Liu Yan gently went downstairs, like a leaf. Nan Yinglong was shocked again. Liu Yan approached him and said solemnly: "We are not for the desire for power. This is the desire of the Creator. ”

"...... Creator?" Nan Yinglong wanted to laugh at this absurd answer, and added a sentence of "Fuck your eggs", but after all, he was saved by others, and he couldn't say such a thing. But he had already decided that the two were delusional, so he said, "Anyway, thank you, I'm leaving." ”

Liu Yan raised his voice behind him: "I killed An Hongbo." The method of injuring the disciples of the Ring of the Gods is to learn from An Hongbo. ”

Nan Yinglong knew the meaning behind these words, even if An Hongbo was not a very powerful lifter, even if he didn't kill him first, he had to have a certain strength, just saying that this courage and plot was enough to prove that this kid was serious and had been planning for a long time. Is he really that sure? An Hongyu is currently the world's No. 1 master in hand-to-hand combat, if you want to find revenge against this kid, is he really sure to deal with it? He also provoked the confrontation between the All-Unified Line and the Ring of the Gods, is he really ready to face the situation of chaos in the world? What's more, Nan Yinglong noticed the most imperceptible of the many meanings behind this sentence: The scorching palm that An Hongbo cultivated was obtained by An Hongyu from the Quantong Formal Martial Arts Secret Book and passed on to his cousin, without his personal teaching, even if he was talented, it would be difficult to learn, ...... this kid?