Harbin, Heilongjiang, China.

Liu Zijun stood on the rooftop, the rain was pouring down.

The pitch-black compound exoskeleton crawled all over his body, and he was no longer the one who had been forced back to the camouflage point, and no one could believe that wandering in an alley in a pair of pajamas had crossed paths with him.

Liu Zijun is very high-profile, but in fact, this positioning is completely inaccurate.

He's just tired of the feeling of trying to survive.

He didn't know anything about the realm, and the killing was just an increasing numerical table for him, with no pleasure or remorse. It's good to live plainly and luxuriously, at least more meaningful than the first half of your life.

But Liu Zijun made a mistake and washed his hands in a golden basin? Inexistent.

On the surface, the enemy had long since disappeared, and he personally went to exterminate those people. But he forgot that for a certain type of people, death is not an eternal farewell.

For example, himself.

___________________________

Liu Zijun stretched out his arms and leaned forward, his breathing was steady, and his exoskeleton shot red beams of scattered light in the rain.

Free fall.

Each floor he swept over caused the air to burn and explode, tearing open the glass bricks at increasing speed and shattering the tempered curtain wall.

He spun his body, facing the sky, pouring against the current, pouring against the sky.

"You know, I'm so annoyed that things can't get like this. It's like the whole world depends on you, and there's an inexplicable sense of oppression. Liu Zijun said, "Thousands of people die every day, and the earth will still turn without anyone." ”

"I can't do the so-called mission to save the world that many people aspire to, I'm just an ordinary person. There is nothing special except that people are stupid and have a lot of money. "The asphalt was visible, close at hand, but it didn't bother at all." The world, if you can stand it, it's your business, you can't stand it, it's not easy to do anything. ”

The body that fell to the ground suddenly slowed down and began to press up to the limit. He jumped off the building and couldn't catch up with his death, it was just a shark's deep dive, when it was about to do a fatal lift.

The target is the One in Heaven.

"So today, one rain, two people."

"Field: All to Dust" Chapter 6: Project Gomorrah-2 is in the middle of a hand-hit, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!