Seeing him fighting the world, seeing him break his chest and die, he didn't ask the man how geometric, how could he be a love word, and become stupid. Cock ......

For the world under the black clouds, Zhang Lan is a 24K krypton pure coin, he originally had the manager-level status of the Overlord Group, but before he enjoyed a day of glory, wealth and happiness, he lost his life for a girl.

He still had several opportunities to raise his hand and surrender, change the high position of the city lord, and rise to the top, but he still chose to hold the iron rod high and beat the demigod Ye Impermanence in front of the city, and ended up dead without a corpse......

The winner is still the power, everyone watched as the unconscious Wuxue was packed into a sealed cabinet of superalloy, and there was a god of war-class suspension transport plane to transport it personally, and there was an aerospace aircraft carrier in the sky as a frigate, this thing is an aggressive heavy weapon, even in the face of the siege of one group, there is a 5% chance of retreating from the air fortress.

Even the aerospace aircraft carrier is coming, and no matter how crazy Joan of Arc is, he can only retreat and let the dancing snow fall into the hands of the Overlord Group.

"What is he going to do?" The hammer put Ye Wuchang on the stretcher, looking at Zhang Lan's corpse that was already cold on the ground, "Just take it back and make it into a specimen, you can humiliate it at any time if you like." ”

"It's all dead, the debt has been paid, I don't have that disgusting fetish." Ye Wuchang looked sideways at the body that was spread there like garbage, "Find someone to bury it, no need to erect a monument, this kind of wild dog-like existence, no one will go to worship." ”

Ye Wuchang's order was issued, and the two soldiers shook Zhang Lan's body, threw it into the back cargo box of a dilapidated four-wheeled truck, and drove to find a place to bury it.

The Aerospace Aircraft Carrier took many members of the Overlord Escort Regiment and left this troubled place, and only these two soldiers took over the drudgery, looking for a place to bury people with an unhappy face.

In fact, under this black cloud, the dead body is thrown on the street and does not care at all, naturally there are transposition robots that will recycle it, and then burn it into ashes and drag it to the vegetable cultivation base for the rich to use as fertilizer.

The worn-out four-wheeled pickup truck ran on the uneven road, bumpy and bumpy like life...... Zhang Lan, who should have lost her temperature, opened her eyes unconsciously and saw familiar streets and dim street lights.

Why? Still alive?

The sharp pain in the trance-like brain like a short circuit affected Zhang Lan's ability to think. He is trying to reorganize the scenes and plots before his death, using limited data to statistically calculate a fact of why he is still alive?

Although he was still breathing and his heart was still beating, his body seemed to be temporarily unable to move due to excessive blood loss, and he could only look down slightly to see his pierced atrium.

Theoretically, no one can survive such a fatal injury, but Zhang Lan was surprised to find that the wound had healed, and not even a single scar was left, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

"It's a dancing snow...... Saved me. Of course, Zhang Lan would not think that it was God's mercy that brought her back from the dead, and the only explanation for the abnormal changes in her body was the influence of Wuxue, who was a fragment of the heart core.

That kiss, there seemed to be her warmth between her lips, and the tears on her face were so bitter, reminding Zhang Lan that she had lost her beloved girl.

Zhang Lan's heart-wrenching pain stimulated the reborn heart to beat wildly like an engine, making his skin look strangely red. Zhang Lan seems to have mastered the first super power brought about by his genetic mutation, which is the repair power.

The heart stimulates the body to frantically produce new red blood cells, and then sends blood to various parts of the body with 10 times the efficiency of ordinary humans, repairing those organs that have died in the past half hour.

This pumping strength is like an engine, giving nerve endings a sharper sense and a stronger physical force.

In other words, Zhang Lan only feels that the data of brain computing has been expanded by 10 times, and there will still be no side effects like headaches in the past, on the contrary, it is like being in an ethereal state, feeling that his brain has been directly upgraded from the past 16-core CPU to a 128-core state.

Just as Zhang Lan was exploring the new mystery after the body mutation, the car creaked and stopped, what about the cycle of all things? Zhang Lan was actually pulled back to the garbage dump where he once lived, and it was also the place where he and Wuxue met.

"He's so damned, the other brothers have gone back to receive the reward, and only we stay to deal with this corpse."

It was a black man who spoke, sighing and walking from the driver's seat, with an assault rifle hanging from behind, an electronic cigar in his mouth, and sucking hard.

"Don't talk nonsense, Ye Wuchang's order is absolute, and disobeying him will be worse than death." The white brother also got out of the car and walked over, looking around for a burial place.

Coincidentally, there is a deep pit in front of which garbage is piled up, so you don't have to dig it by hand.

"That's it." The white brother took a look at the big pit not far away.

"Come on, I'll come." The black man grabbed Zhang Lan by the neck, dragged him down from the car like a dead pig, and dragged him on the ground towards the big pit.

"You said that we completed the task of Director Gu Xuan this time, what reward will we get? It's best to divide my land, even if it's just a community, so that I can live a life of being a good person. The black man fantasized about it.

"The landlord's family has no surplus grain, and we paid such a big price to recover the girl this time, and it is already good that we are not punished." Or the white big brother sees it more thoroughly.

"It's not all this bastard! If it weren't for him, we would have completed our mission long ago. The black man complained that he had come to the edge of the pit, and when he looked at the corpse on the ground, he was angry, and he flew up and wanted to whip the corpse.

But the strange thing is that Zhang Lan actually reached out and grabbed his ankle.

"Who do you call Wang Ba?" Zhang Lan looked at the strong man in front of him fiercely.

"! Why isn't it dead yet! ”

The black man went to take out the rifle behind him with his backhand, but Zhang Lan's movements were faster, and he saw that he bounced up from the ground, and he had already pulled out his saber from behind the black man's ankle, and stabbed him twice in a row, the tendons of the black man's wrists were severed, blood splattered, and the gun fell to the ground.

"You ......"

The black man wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth anymore, because Zhang Lan walked around behind the black man, put his knee against his knee, strangled his neck with his only arm, and faced the white captain who raised his gun and aimed, revealing a hideous eye.

"It's time to ask questions, answer accurately, I'll let you live." Zhang Lan used a commanding tone.

"Why should I trust you?" Captain White also has a brain.

Zhang Lan had no other limbs to attack, and actually bit the black man's shoulder with his teeth, forcibly tore off a piece of flesh, and spit it aside.

The black man screamed and wanted to resist, but Zhang Lan leaned back, kicked his spine with both knees, and fell to his knees heavily.

"You don't have a choice, either obey or die, choose the same." Zhang Lan's words made the white captain take a deep breath to calm down.

"Just ask." The white captain compromised.

"Where did you take her?"

"God's Ring, Overlord Zone." The white captain was unusually frank and received his hand behind him, ready to activate the communicator to call for reinforcements.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that." No small movement can escape Zhang Lan's eyes, "For the big guys, you are ants like me, let them know that I am still alive, and what they are waiting for is definitely not reinforcements, it will only be a nuclear bomb, we are all finished, I don't care, I have already died, do you want to be together?" ”

Analyzing human nature is also one of Zhang Lan's best statistics, after a moment of thinking, the white captain gave up completely, dropped the assault rifle and communicator in his hand, and raised his hands.