The sun was getting whiter and whiter, as if everything had been steamed to a dry appearance.

The movements of the people around him are becoming more and more sluggish.

Countless vehicles were temporarily parked on the side of the road, and the people in the cars were weakly leaning on the steering wheel, frowning in pain.

Someone was even more impatient and pressed the horn hard, and the still energetic sound of the horn hit the fragile heart.

The shadows of the pedestrians on the side of the road seem to be distorted, elongated, and slowly moving like in an abstract oil painting.

Wei Wei held a silver pistol and walked slowly down the street.

He used this gun to constantly absorb the demonic power around him and alleviate the pain of everyone.

But the speed at which this gun draws demonic power is too slow.

There is no end in sight to the streets, and there are thousands of such streets in this city.

Wei Wei could only walk at such a slow pace, and he felt a huge sense of powerlessness, even the power of scarlet was so powerless.

There are really very few things that I can do on my own.

But that's all I can do.

Every time he saw a little white dress, sobering up from its malaise, and watching them look up blankly, or run into the distance, he would feel a burst of joy in his heart. But when he looked up, countless white dresses in pain appeared in front of him, so he knew that he couldn't stop, so he could only carry the silver pistol and walk forward step by step.

"You, you, you......"

The head pendant hanging from his waist was already shaking, and he asked loudly, "What's the point of you doing this?" ”

"There is danger creeping into this weakened city."

"You can't really save anyone, you're just going to put yourself in there......"

“……”

"I know ......"

Wei Wei replied in a low voice, but still walked slowly.

"Then you're not leaving?"

“……”

"I just don't understand ......"

Under the sheep's face mask, Wei Wei seemed to show a smile: "Why does it have to be meaningful?" ”

"I just want to do that......"

“……”

It's not that there are only a limited number of people who don't know what they can save.

It's not unclear that even these people who have been absorbed by the demonic power of the silver pistol and have slowed down their symptoms will be affected by the power of the plague demon again and fall into pain again, which may indeed be unintentional in the eyes of others.

It's just that if you do something meaningful every day, when will you do what you want to do?

The head pendant was speechless, and could only look sad and indignant:

"Maniac ......"

“……”

Gradually, someone spotted this strange man wearing a black raincoat and a sheep-faced mask.

In their groggy perception, they even felt that this person was not real.

Someone had already seen the media report and associated him with the terrifying sheep demon in the report.

However, they were in the midst of illness, but they also instinctively found that when they seemed to be closer to this person, they would feel that their pain was alleviating, so starting from the first person who discovered this problem, more and more people followed Wei Wei.

Step by step, they followed him and kept a distance.

Wei Wei turned his head and saw a group of little girls in white dresses, they all retreated at the same time, as if they were a little frightened.

"I'm sorry......"

Wei Wei apologized to them, then turned his head and walked forward more firmly.

Sometimes, no longer backing up.

Because, there is really no room for retreat.

……

……

The pale sun seems to be rising higher and higher.

There was a harrowing smell in the air.

Endless whispers poured wildly, and fine needles pierced every pore on the body. The air became distorted like countless falling ribbons, the whole street was paved with a blurry atmosphere, and the sweat in the body seemed to be squeezed out of a sponge.

Your feet are like walking on cotton, and every step carries uncertainty.

There are more and more people following behind Wei Wei.

They are like confused lambs, caught in fear and not knowing where to go.

Until, in the oppressive and distorted city, they suddenly heard shouts and gunfire in front of them.

The sound was extremely brief, but it was abrupt, faintly breaking the dullness that had been pressing down in my mind.

Wei Wei suddenly stopped and looked up.

In his field of vision, on the streets full of white skirts, several strange people suddenly appeared.

The blurred colors and distorted colors that fell in the city suddenly receded to both sides like a tide, and the cold atmosphere came to the sky, and the streets were blown into the air with scraps of paper and plastic bags, and the earth produced a faint roar.

A man in a black clerical robe and round-rimmed glasses on his face walked slowly forward.

Among the countless small white dresses in front of him, he looked unusually unusual.

Calm, firm, elegant, and has a strength that is incompatible with the whole city.

He walked into the street calmly, as if admiring his work.

Behind her, three meters away, more than a dozen people dressed in corset nun clothes stood in two rows and followed.

Behind them, several sturdy, tall armed vehicles with obvious signs of modification followed.

On and off the car, the mercenary with a submachine gun in his arms had a fierce face, and he had a half-smoked cigarette in his mouth.

And in the back of the armored car, you can see a large number of people cowering, their eyes flashing with horror, they are draped in sacks, or wearing dirty clothes that have not been washed for many years, looking at the city in horror, but they firmly follow behind the imam in front, with a fanaticism and determination in their eyes that no matter where the imam goes, he will definitely follow him.

They were the most numerous, like a tidal wave pouring into the streets.

……

……

"Yes...... It's the outcasts outside the city......"

"Oh my God, how did they get in, the city patrol?"

"This ...... Is this going to be a riot? ”

“……”

The people who followed Wei Wei, with their heads and energy, may already be the most sober in the city.

When they saw these people approaching each other, their hearts suddenly struck, and when they saw those mercenaries wearing tight nun clothes and bullets wrapped around their bodies, they were even more frightened and their legs were weak, and the panic spread instantly.

Inside the spiritual barrier, it stands to reason that only the priests and nuns of the Church of the Facelings will appear.

None of their robes have any markings on them.

And on their own priests' robes, those who have any sigils and strange patterns belong to the former Church of the Twelve Gods.

Now, they're equated with madness.

For the residents inside the spiritual barrier, the sudden appearance of them in front of them was tantamount to seeing a group of crazy people.

"This is the Seventh Priesthood that Captain Ouyang said before?"

Wei Wei was slightly surprised when he saw the other party pinching it in his hand, with a white silk bookmark.

Captain Ouyang mentioned it more than once, either hinting or explicitly, saying that this sect would definitely attack the scrap iron city.

And as the transcendent sheriffs of Scrap Iron City, they have also imagined how these people will attack countless times.

But unexpectedly.

The demon of knowledge is known for its strange and unguardable abilities.

In addition, when the Wandering Order retreated into the wilderness back then, it had taken away a large number of demonic taboos and mysterious codes that were forbidden by the Church of the Twelve Gods, which made their methods even more difficult to guard against, so all kinds of invasion methods were possible.

But no one expected that they would really come.

But they were so open-minded that they came into the scrap iron city.

Similarly, the Seventh Sect Leader who walked in the front also slowly stopped, and the city patrol team that was taken care of by the plague demon did not have much impact on their entry, but they did not expect to be stopped by so many people when they suddenly entered the city.

However, as soon as he frowned, he noticed the panic and surprise of those people behind Wei Wei.

No longer taking it to heart, but frowned, his gaze fell on Wei Wei's face, and said softly, "Who are you?" ”

When it was determined that this was the Seventh Priesthood outside the city, Wei Wei was relieved.

When he saw the group of battle nuns behind him, he breathed a deep sigh when he saw the mercenaries behind him, still following the mercenaries, those wilderness outcasts who looked cowering, but quickly surged with greedy and crazy eyes.

After a moment of silence, he looked up, took off his mask, and put it over the face of the human head mask.

Then he smiled, nodded, and said, "My name is Wei Wei, and I am the intern magistrate of Scrap Iron City. ”

"Did you unleash this plague that affected the whole city?"

“……”

Hearing Wei Wei's self-destruction so calmly, the Seventh Sect Leader frowned and said directly:

"I need to go into town to find something, don't stop me."

"When I take that thing, I will naturally take back this plague, and if I am fast, maybe not too many people will die."

“……”

"Huh?"

Wei Wei listened to his calm and even somewhat elegant answer, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Suddenly, a bright smile appeared on his face: "You admit it?" ”

The head of the Seventh Sect frowned tightly, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense here at all, and walked forward.

But at this moment, Wei Wei suddenly took out the black pistol from behind him.

Together, the two guns were pointed at him.

The footsteps of the head of the seventh priesthood showed an impatient look on his face.

Behind him, the two rows of battle nuns, as well as the mercenaries, suddenly raised their guns at them at the same time.

The citizens who followed behind Wei Wei had pale faces and frightened expressions.

Suddenly, I don't know who to start, I shouted, and I immediately dispersed quickly.

Such a scene, even those battle nuns and mercenaries couldn't help laughing.

And Wei Wei's smile was even brighter in this laughter.

He looked at the head of the Seventh Sect in front of him, and also at the battle nuns behind him, as well as the mercenaries, and said with a smile: "Everyone, you have already admitted to planning the attack on the Scrap Iron City, and being good at breaking into the spiritual barrier of the Scrap Iron City without the permission of the Administration Department. ”

"Now, I'm going to take you back to assist in the investigation as usual."

"So, please put down your weapons and squat on the side of the road with your head in your hands, do you hear me?"

“……”

The laughter behind the Seventh Sect Master grew louder.

The head of the Seventh Sect, behind his round-rimmed glasses, his pupils seemed to narrow slightly.

He didn't intend to participate in the ridicule or the other party's indiscretion, but he didn't want to waste time, so he just raised his hand slightly:

"Get out of the way."

“……”

With a gentle two words, all of a sudden, a dense and terrifying whisper came overwhelmingly, enveloping the contempt and laughter of those behind him, looking at the mockery of a madman who was not self-conscious, and the voice was like a tide, rolling and squeezing desperately.

Beside Wei Wei, countless distorted and absurd faces appeared, and they surrounded it.

The mouths on each face are constantly opening and closing, making noisy and incomprehensible sounds.

The expressions on every face were extremely distorted and absurd, they squeezed their eyebrows, three layers inside and three layers outside, like walls surrounding Wei Wei in the middle, blocking all his vision, all his hearing, just desperately sneering at him.

Wei Wei's strength was already being weakened, and by this time, Scarlet's strength was less than half of what it usually was.

Instantly covered by the power of this high order, both physically and mentally, reached the load in an instant.

Like an empty cardboard box that has been squeezed.

He only felt that his weak legs were already like noodles, and his knees were sore and uncomfortable.

The body already has a will of its own, which is weakness, irritability, not wanting to do anything more, just wanting to lie down.

Wei Wei's eyes were thick with blood, but even this blood color couldn't dispel this feeling of weakness, but he still gritted his teeth, clenched the black short gun in his left hand, pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, and then hooked the trigger with a smile.

At this moment, I am indeed very weak, but I still have bullets.

Long before he became weak, in the black short gun, Wei Wei had already changed into the Demon Hunting Bullet 3 model.

Red Angel.

Of course, if you use the Red Angel at such a close distance, you may also die.

After all, he was so weak that even the ability to "cell activity" was weakened to almost nothing.

The basic ability of the Life Demon, "Cellular Activity", cannot create life force, and can only use its own life force to heal its wounds.

At this time, Wei Wei, who was tormented by high fever, lacked vitality.

But Wei Wei still decided to shoot.

After all, with such a good opportunity and such a good position, wouldn't it be a pity not to shoot?

I really want to see what he looks like when he gets this bullet......

That must be enjoyable......

The comments that the instructor really wrote to himself during the training camp flashed through his mind, and one sentence with a red line was drawn:

This is a guy who is ready to die with others anytime and anywhere!

……

……

The pleasure in Wei Wei's eyes reached the extreme, and his fingers hooked the trigger without hesitation, and he was about to exert himself.

Goo-doo.

But at this moment, overhead, the sound of the helicopter's propeller suddenly turning.

The voice is so clear and powerful.

Wei Wei was surrounded by the crazy faces, under the cover of the helicopter's voice, the screams and ridicule were all suppressed at once, and as these dense and noisy voices were suppressed, these faces were also rapidly melting and disappearing.

The surrounding scenery clearly appeared in front of Wei Wei's eyes, and he let go of his fingers with some surprise and looked up.

Also at this moment, the Seventh Sect Leader in front of him also frowned and looked into the air.

There was a black shadow of a helicopter, blocking the miserable white sun.

The fierce swirling wind seemed to make everyone below feel cool.

And the next moment, suddenly someone jumped off the helicopter, and the figure and the person below quickly approached.

The figure quickly became clear, and what caught everyone's eyes was an old man with a pale beard and hair, but a resolute expression.

The silver trench coat is moving, and the sunglasses on his face look extremely cold.

Boom!

This figure meteor generally jumped from a helicopter nearly 100 meters high and smashed heavily on the ground, and the earth trembled.

The huge impact made the people on the other side, except for the head of the Seventh Sect, couldn't help but flinch slightly.

The man in the silver trench coat half-crouched on the ground, then slowly stood up.

……

……

"Xiao Wei, you go back a little bit!"

The man in the silver trench coat turned to look at Wei Wei with an indifferent voice.

However, it can be noticed that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if it was a little painful because he had just landed.

But the person on the other side never had a chance to see this scene, and could only hear his proud voice:

"You're too weak to suffer against them."

"I don't like my own people to suffer, so let's let me, the captain of the sheriff's squad in Scrap Iron City, take action first!"

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