For the Arctic wolf mercenaries, this factory can be regarded as a place where they have been stationed for a long time, and after being bombed, they are also a little entangled for a while, where to go next.

A few mercenaries looked left and right, ran to the place where the chariot had been parked, and together lifted a few slabs pressed against it, and saw that the chariot was lying unharmed under the ruins.

"This guy is so strong, it's not bad!" A few mercenaries happily sat down and inspected it, and the powerful chariot rolled through the ruins and drove out.

"What should we do next, King?" Sampras walked behind Zhuang and asked.

Zhuang is not far away and is also entangled, yes, what should I do?

To tell the truth, he has fought so many times with the creatures of the Exiled Era, and he has long been arrogant, and whoever beats him will kill him, plus now that he is completely in the identity of another person, he has no scruples about doing things.

Whether it is for Liumang Prefecture or Shuangxing Prefecture, they all fight if they love it, and they don't care about the consequences at all.

What are you afraid of? Run after playing, leave when you're tired of playing, how exciting?

Anyway, this identity is just a piece of clothing, and you will lose it when you use it up, and you don't have to bear the consequences in the end.

Zhuang Buyuan accepted this identity at the beginning, in fact, he just wanted to run away, anyway, these mercenaries killed people one by one, and they were not good people.

But after really coming into contact with these mercenaries, Zhuang Buyuan's thoughts slowly changed.

Don't the bad guys have the right to live?

There is a good saying that children distinguish between right and wrong, and adults only talk about the pros and cons.

In this world, there has never been any irrefutable justice, and there are no insurmountable rules.

Is it just that Liumang Prefecture started with terrorism, established a state, and became a part of the world stage?

In order to regain their homeland, other states are not afraid of life and death to launch terrorist attacks on Liumangzhou, is it just?

Killing a soldier is war, killing a civilian is a massacre, but what is the difference between a soldier and a civilian? One more head, or one less arm?

The battle heroes of Liumang Prefecture are the mortal enemies of other surrounding states.

The rise of a force is always accompanied by the sacrifice of a force.

Zhuang is not far from himself, isn't he murderous?

Are there no civilians in the Hammerman's camp?

Zhuang Buyuan didn't even think about it, and directly leveled the Hammerman's camp.

On both sides of the war, who cares what is right and wrong, just do it.

The eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, no one is more noble than the other.

The noble one, with bigger fists and a higher voice, occupies more of the right to speak.

Therefore, the reason why he is nobler than these mercenaries is only because his fists are bigger and his voice is higher.

He has the right to decide the life and death of these people, but not because he occupies the moral high ground, but because he is stronger.

But now, are you really going to leave?

Zhuang didn't think about it far away, broke away from Orion's identity, stood aside, and looked back at Orion and the mercenaries around him.

Oreon's figure was slowly fading, and he looked down at his hands, a little dazed.

Beside him, Sampras's eyes showed a look of doubt, he always felt that something important was gradually disappearing, never to return.

"No, please, don't make me disappear." Olion cried out in horror, he took two steps forward in a hurry, knelt on the ground, wanted to hug Zhuang's thigh, wanted to kiss Zhuang's shoes, wanted to use everything to beg Zhuang not far: "I am willing to give everything to serve you, please don't let me disappear ......"

Beside him, all the mercenaries, their eyes slowly wandered, and shifted to the body of Sampras next to him.

There are countless parallel worlds in the universe, and at this moment, one of them disappeared, snapping, like a water bubble bursting on the turbulent waves, and another bubble rolled out, and another world took its place.

In this world, it was Sampras who led the Arctic wolves to fight all over the world, it was Sampras who bought a chariot and then raided the hammermen, and it was Sampras who stood on the land above the ruins, silent for a long time, in a dilemma.

Orion, a strong man who was nearly two meters tall, was looking more and more hollow and stiff at this time.

He's going to disappear completely.

Zhuang Buyuan sighed, sometimes, he really didn't know, this was really Orion's personality, or a simulation of the manor, but this feeling was not pleasant.

"No, don't, I have a daughter, she's the best thing I've ever had in my life, at least let me, please let me exist in her life, please......"

Oreon's voice grew smaller and weaker, so weak that he couldn't even hear Zhuang not far away.

Everyone looked at Sampras, waiting for his decision.

Sampras's face went from confusion at the beginning, to solemnity, to fear.

They have offended the two major forces, and they will not survive!

Liumangzhou has one of the strongest secret agencies in the world, even if they leave here and go to the ends of the earth, I am afraid that they will be hunted down, and they will not want to live in peace for the rest of their lives.

Their only chance is to hold each other together and desperately try to survive on the battlefield!

"Chief?"

"What should we do?"

"We ...... Otherwise, fight with them! ”

"Let's run away, as long as the money is in hand......"

"Where to run? Don't forget, that's Liumangzhou, and their spy organization is called Samoyed! ”

"Samoyed?"

"Seems to be the name."

Sampras reached into his pocket and took out a cigarette, trying to take a puff on it, but his hand shook a little uncontrollably, and he lit it several times, but he didn't light it.

He took a deep breath, perhaps it was tobacco that anesthetized his fear, his expression became more and more indifferent, more and more calm, and then he slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and even put a smile on his face, he turned around and said, "King, what should we do?" ”

Behind him, I don't know when, Orion stood there again.

Above the torrent of time, the bursting bubble miraculously recovered, time seemed to pause for a moment, and then continued to rush forward, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Then let's have a blast!" Orion had a smile on his face that he had never seen before, but which had been very familiar to the mercenaries recently.

Zhuang Buyuan changed his mind.

As the saying goes, the wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, because the tall trees that emerge from the woods have to fight the wind in the air alone, and if they want not to be broken by the wind, they either become thicker and stronger, or let the other trees grow taller to share the pressure.

As the so-called sky falls, the tall man is on top, and he doesn't want to be stoned to death by the sky, in addition to cultivating the iron head skill, he can also shrink his head.

High-rise buildings are most likely to attract lightning, so erect a higher lightning rod on the roof.

Since the manor is now under everyone's attention, why not erect a taller, more obvious goal?

For example, in the land of Dongzhong, he rose unusually high-profile, punched Liumangzhou, kicked Shuangxingzhou, and trained the hammer man to be more obedient than a dog, which made everyone frightened...... Arctic Wolf Mercenary Regiment.

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