I saw the fire in the maze flickering, and the dazzling light spread outward with Zhao Quan as the center, and with a loud bang, the rolling stones flew through, and the stones that had become ruins all burst open. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And this explosive photo centered on Zhao Quan also quickly spread throughout the maze, only to hear the loud sound of ping-pong one after another, one after another, which made people's eardrums tremble and their hearts were in a trance.

I looked indifferently at the violent explosions, and the corners of my mouth hooked up the arc of victory, Zhao Quan, finally you still died in my hands.

The smoke in the maze is filled, and the whole maze is shrouded, I look at the billowing smoke, and I can't help but sigh in my heart, although Zhao Quan is sinister and cunning, but his ruthlessness is not only for others, but also for himself.

Just like Namudan, he knew that if he ate it, he would also turn into a zombie, but he still took it when others didn't know it.

And this is just to get the power above the strongman. If you ask a different person if he is willing to become a thinking zombie for the sake of power in order to make himself stronger, I believe that most people in this world will not do this.

Not to mention whether they care about their own appearance, how many people can escape with just the four words of human appearance and dog-likeness? What do some people do at sunrise and rest at sunset? Some people live a 9-to-5 life in the face of criticism from their leaders, for what? What is the purpose of some people struggling in the corners of the giant monster of the city, and then desperately doing something insignificant?

Maybe they can't say it clearly, they may say that it is for money, and they don't have children for filial piety, for themselves, and they are still trying to live a better life, live decently, and strive to one day walk on the street to usher in the eyes of others.

Everyone lives in their own world, but they all live under the gaze of others.

Even if you say that you don't care about other people's eyes, do you really do it and don't care?

Isn't it to live to be worthy of the herringbone that has been made up one by one?

On the other hand, Zhao Quan, for the sake of strength, he can not care about other people's opinions, he doesn't care about his appearance, and even prefers to get out of the herringbone cage that most people in this world can't escape.

If giving me strength makes me a zombie, to be honest, I can't do it.

It's the way I am now, although I haven't attracted much attention, but occasionally, the little girl will secretly say to her best friend that the boy is so handsome. Even if I don't know what the definition of this handsome word is, it's obviously a boastful word. Although I always feel that I am indifferent by nature, I will be secretly complacent when I hear this kind of remarks. This is a curse that no one can escape, and I can't compare to Zhao Quan in this regard.

In terms of doing things, he is cleaner than me, and he is meaner than me. It's true that meanness is not a good word, but sometimes being meanness may not be a disadvantage in this society.

By this time, the smoke and dust had fallen almost clean, and I looked at the ruins, and in the middle, there were sections of charred corpses, vaguely recognizable, arms, legs, and a few internal organs.

But...... What about the head?

I ran to the side of the maze and struck away the huge stone ruins with one palm, but even under the stones, I couldn't find Zhao Quan's head.

I carefully rummaged in the maze, and even rummaged through the entire maze, however, I still didn't find Zhao Quan's head.

Could it be that his head was blown to pieces?

It's also impossible, look at his internal organs, although they are also a little broken but they can still make out the shape, obviously there is no reason for such a strong head to be blown up, so since it has not been blown up, where did his head go?

I rummaged through the maze again, not letting go of every corner of the place, and finally, I found a disappointment at a point in the northwest corner of the maze that shouldn't have been.

This corner is the farthest from the center of the explosion, and the most important thing is that there is a hole here, which means that people trapped in the maze can escape from it as long as they pass through this hole.

And when I saw this hole, I instantly understood why Zhao Quan's head couldn't be found.

The reason is naturally simple, it is said that Zhao Quan did not die at all, and escaped from this hole.

I was so focused on the explosion of the maze that I didn't even notice if there was a hole in it, and I didn't notice that he had escaped from it with just one head.

I angrily threw my fist at the stone next to me, and the stone shattered to the ground under the blow of my fist.

Damn, I carefully laid the trap for so long, I thought I could kill him, but I didn't expect him to escape.

But now he only has a head left, and it's inconvenient to do anything he wants, I'm afraid that it is absolutely impossible for him to recover without a year or two, and I may not grow to the point where I am not his opponent in this year or two, even if I don't have higher strength in the future, I must set a more powerful and stronger trap to lure him in, so that he will be completely wiped out.

I rubbed my left arm, which had been shattered by him, and sighed and began to clean up the mess.

Although this maze will not be seen by others for a while, this kind of thing is still affected by the external environment, maybe when these will be out of balance and appear in people's field of vision, it is estimated that there will be a big unsolved case in the newspaper news.

I had completely cleaned up this place by the time it got dark, but because my left arm was still injured, I was now indescribably tired.

It's just that I don't dare to rest even if I'm tired, at that time, Xiao You was dragging and flying, although Chu Xue has returned home safely, but it doesn't mean that Xiao You is necessarily safe. Although the speed of the freeze was not as fast as his, it was absolutely impossible for me to kill him.

I have to go back and deal with this zombie now to prevent future troubles.

An hour later, I returned to this village, which had not taken so long at all, but now that I was exhausted, I did not have the strength to hurry, and I ran all the way back to this place.

When he came back, Xiao Yu was nowhere to be found, and saw Fei standing stiffly and upright at the door, like a door god, motionless guarding the room.

Seeing this scene, I didn't say a word and directly put a yang fire on his body.

I did not hesitate to release the power of yin and yang, trying to heat up this yang fire and then directly burn it to ashes.

The sun was blazing like a scorching sun, and the flying stiffness began to run back and forth in it, but it was obviously useless. (To be continued.) )