The earth-shattering explosion of A-13 affected not only itself, but also the radiation particles formed by the explosion spread more and more as the air flowed, and too many people died in the explosion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the protagonist who caused all this made the high-ranking generals of the Angel of Death furious, they could never have imagined that Van would make such a crazy move, and they couldn't figure out how he entered the tightly sealed refining center.

But none of this matters now, it has happened, and you can only accept it.

Van is dead, and everyone is so convinced that no one can survive the aftermath of a nuclear explosion, and that the intense radiation alone can kill anyone.

But reality still gave them a resounding slap, and instead of dying, Van became stronger.

This is a message from a search team, the only two remaining members of the team.

What's more, the organization has finally lost news of him, and no one has seen how he left the A-13, and no one knows where he went.

There were so many elites who died in A-13 that the organization could no longer tolerate it, so all but the sporadic search teams were still operating, and all other arrest operations were forced to stop.

In just a few months, Van slowly grew from a humble low-level reformer to already possessing considerable strength, which no one expected.

So this arrest operation ended in the failure of the organization, but fortunately, they did not gain nothing.

Because a pursuit team eventually found the mandala.

The valley of A-31, after a round of purging, spontaneously gathered many homeless people. It's just that today, the tragedy that has been staged in history has once again befallen this land.

Burst.

A sharp lightsaber was pulled out of the heart of an outcast, and the corpse was tossed aside, becoming one of those corpses.

Five transhuman warriors from the Angel of Death are moving forward steadily, and any creature that appears in their field of vision will be mercilessly slaughtered by them.

In a simple wooden house, a little girl dressed in shabby clothes full of holes covered her mouth tightly, tears constantly flowing out of her eyes, leaving clear marks on her dusty face. His father, a young man, lay in a pool of blood, his eyes blank, while her mother, with a dejected expression, was crucified against the wooden wall.

And she could only curl up and hide in a dilapidated corner full of filthy debris, watching everything happen in front of her.

Crunch, squeak.

The sound of footsteps on the snow was getting closer, and the fear made the little girl shiver involuntarily.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

But the silence lasted only a moment.

Boom! A pair of hands pierced through the rudimentary wooden wall and entered through the outside. He grabbed the little girl by the hair and pulled her out of the mess.

The little girl screamed in pain and instinctively grabbed the giant hand to ease her pain.

Large hands tugged at her hair and dragged her through the snow until she approached a roaring fire.

The big hand did not hesitate, did not have the slightest mercy, and the little girl's screams could not arouse any sympathy on his part, and threw her into the fire.

When the little girl's fragile body was finally consumed by the flames, a red shadow finally rushed out of the narrow alleyway, and she took the body that was thrown away, avoiding her from being consumed by the flames.

"Catch her!" A low roar was quickly transmitted to all corners of the alley, and several figures quickly pounced from all directions.

After the mandala landed, it rolled out, and quickly ran into the depths of the alley with the little girl in his arms.

"It's good to stay here, don't move, don't make a sound." Hiding the little girl hastily behind a shabby canvas, she sped out in the other direction.

"You can't run away, Mandala!"

"Let's catch up with me first." Mandala shouted disdainfully.

"Captain, what are we going to do?"

"Forcing her into a corner, General Yang Feng asked to catch her alive as much as possible."

The sound of gunfire soon filled every corner of the valley, and under the precise gunfire, the angle at which the mandala could dodge became smaller and smaller, until she was forced to have no way out, and was blocked at the end of the narrow alley.

There is no way forward, and there are pursuers behind.

Angels of death from all directions quickly surrounded her.

The mandala turned, the blue blade unsheathed as her arm flicked.

Since there is no way back, let's just fight!

But when she made up her mind, what happened in front of her shook her decision.

"Want to try to distract me with these filthy outcasts? But why did you stupidly expose it early, is there something important hidden in her body? ”

The sturdy captain took the little girl sent by the team.

Without hesitation, he stripped her of all her clothes almost instantly, and after carefully checking that there was nothing hidden on her naked body, he frowned and threw the little girl into the bone-chilling snow.

He raised the weapon in his hand, and pointed the muzzle of the black hole at the trembling immature body, "Tell me, what secret she is hiding, tell it, maybe we will choose to obey Lord Yang Feng's orders." ”

The captain stared coldly at the mandala in the encirclement.

"Secret?" Mandala sneered, "The reason why I want to save her, you will never understand, a bunch of pathetic things. ”

"You're fooling me?! You're killing yourself! The captain was furious and was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait!" Mandala exclaimed, "Let her go, and I'll tell you the secret." ”

The captain suddenly tilted his head and smiled coldly, "It's a pity that I'm not interested in this secret now. ”

"No!" The screams of sorrow were accompanied by the deafening sound of gunfire, and a young life withered forever in the bitter cold wind, and the hot blood stained the white snow, painting a cruel and bloody flower.

"Catch her." The captain waved his hand without any guilt.

Mandala went crazy, what was happening in front of her made her suddenly feel that something was shattering in her heart, and that indescribable anger deeply tormented every nerve in her.

Her blue lightsaber was submerged in a colorful sword curtain, wounds, covering every inch of her body, madness, annihilating the last shred of her sanity, tears, dousing her last bit of enthusiasm.

Kill, or be killed. As long as there is a place where the reformed person touches, he will never escape such an ending.

So Mandala pulled out a grenade, and since it can't be changed, let them all be destroyed!

The atmosphere in the alleyway instantly froze under the appearance of this grenade.

At the same time, a shadow similar to a streamer cut through the cold wind, and the over-speed rush even produced a slight popping sound!

The rolling roar was sandwiched with the momentum of thunder, and it plunged into the valley, headlong in the direction of the mandala, and moved at full speed!