This guts.

Chivalrous gall!

A golden halo of light suddenly radiated from the sword, and those halos enveloped all the iron plates.

The strange birds in the air, as well as those strange-shaped monsters that came out of nowhere, when attacking the iron plate room, it was like suddenly touching high-voltage electricity, and the bodies they touched made a sizzling sound, which frightened them to retreat again and again, and screamed in pain in their mouths.

Wen Junzhi's face was very pale.

This move made him lose too much spiritual power.

His cultivation is still too low.

He took out a bottle of tonic pills and stuffed them all into his mouth, and his face was only slightly better.

The sword of courage can't last long, if his cultivation is higher, maybe he can last longer, but now......

Thirty minutes at most.

It's useless to see the tricks like this, he can't deal with so many monsters alone.

He lifted his eyelids, and the underside of his eyes shone brightly.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Kill them directly to their lair and attack as defense.

He jumped off the iron house, grabbed the paint bucket on the side of the road, and instead of driving, he gathered his aura on his legs and ran wildly into the distance.

That's where Charles was stationed.

The city, which was once alive and well, is now battered to pieces, and the people are hiding in half-collapsed houses, worrying about what to do tomorrow.

Charles, on the other hand, was still drinking.

He was holding a bewitching beauty in his arms and was having fun.

The soldiers in the city, also because of the victory, were drinking and partying, and there were lit gasoline barrels in the open space, and they dragged out one by one the former government officials, first teasing them, and then shooting them in the head.

Every time you kill someone, you can cause a burst of cheers.

Like the roar of a demon.

Wen Junzhi arrived outside the city in the night, and he listened to the laughter and screams in the distance, his face was gloomy, and he threw the paint bucket on the ground.

As soon as he lifted the lid of the bucket, there was a crow's chirp from inside, and then a black crow flew out and circled in midair.

It seemed to be staring at Wen Junzhi, its eyes full of malice.

Wen Junzhi looked up at it and said, "That witch named Liya manipulated you, killed your compatriots, and made you come to me to die, don't you have hatred?"

The crow hissed.

Wen Junzhi continued, "Since you hate, let's take revenge."

As he spoke, he kicked the paint bucket down, and all the crows that had been sucked in flew out, gradually converging into a dark cloud in the sky.

The leading crow let out a terrible chirp and flew towards the city not far away.

The other crows followed him.

Black clouds crush the city.

The soldiers who were killing people for fun in the open space seemed to sense something, and when they looked back, they saw a black cloud flying towards them.

"Look, what's that?"

"It's a dark cloud? Is there going to be a thunderstorm?"

"No, it's not a cloud, it's a crow! There are so many crows!"

Karma – Karma –

The crows' chirps were deafening, and the blood-red eyes of the crows swooped down on them.

The soldiers panicked, drew their guns and fired into the air.

However, their marksmanship was so bad that they missed several shots, and two crows rushed down and snatched out both of the man's eyes in one gulp.

"Ahh The man let out a heart-rending scream, covering his eyes and rolling on the ground.

The other soldiers had long been frightened by this scene, and turned and ran, shooting as they ran, and now the only thing that could give them a little sense of security was the guns in their hands.

However, their speed was too slow, and the crows chased after them and attacked them wildly.

Charles, who was hugging the beauty and kissing it, was full of excitement, and took another sip of wine, wanting to overwhelm the beauty and do the unspeakable.

Suddenly, his lieutenant rushed in and shouted, "Commander, it's not good! Something is wrong, crows, a lot of crows, and those crows have stormed the city and are killing people like crazy in the city."

Charles's good deeds were interrupted, and a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he grabbed the matching gun that he had set aside, and shot it at the adjutant's head.

The adjutant didn't even know what was going on, he was shot in the head, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he slowly fell.

When the beautiful woman saw the dead man, she also screamed in fright, and Charles felt that she was very annoying, so he shot her directly and sent her to the western sky.

He walked out of his office with a gun in his hand and asked in a loud voice, "What's going on!"

The soldiers guarding outside trembled with fear, pointed to the sky and said, "Crow, crow, commander, there are many, many crows! They attacked when they saw someone, and many of our soldiers were killed by them."

"What? Can a person still be killed by a crow? Are you all trash?"

"Those crows are too strong! It's like zombies, and they're so fast that our guns can't hit them."

"Rubbish!" His eyes widened, and he shouted, "Rubbish! It's all rubbish!"