"Blood, blood, lots of blood!"

Zhang Xuezhou and the others walked no more than 500 meters, and saw Song Buer holding his clothes and wiping them at the corners of a castle-like building.

Two corpses lay in this corner, their heads covered with blood and brains from the shooting, and fragments of limbs scattered on the ground.

Song Buer muttered in his mouth, trying to wipe everything clean.

But the dust induced by the Big Bang made the area even dirtier, causing him to wander through endless cleanliness behaviors.

"Dad!"

It wasn't until Song Sijia shouted hoarsely that Song Buer raised his head.

"Blood, Sijia, a lot of blood, a lot of blood on your face!"

The spiritual stimulation guided by Ren Sheng stems from the most true thoughts in his heart, the anomaly induced by Wang Haoran is that Ren Shengsheng slaughtered the Wang family in revenge, and the anomaly induced by Song Buer is the great chaos after Song Xianzhong's sanity disappeared.

What had already happened once happened again and coincided.

The Song family was devastated, and Song Buer felt that his world had collapsed again.

Even if he had an experience, he couldn't accept it all.

He tried to wipe everything clean, but nothing was wiped clean.

With the truth of any life's guidance, Song Buer felt that everything was a dead knot that he couldn't untie.

Wandering in this kind of collision of thoughts, Song Buer went crazy when he encountered the collision of reality.

It wasn't until Song Sijia's appearance that Song Buer's chaos calmed down a little.

"Blood, it's all blood, Sijia, our Song family is gone, there's nothing!"

When an extremely tragic event is repeated, even no different from before, Song Buer can't get rid of the influence.

He hovers in blood that can never be wiped clean.

Even when Song Buer looked at Song Sijia, he was covered in blood.

His eyes were not clear, but bloodshot, and his pupils were dilated, making him look extremely sluggish.

"Dad, I just had my throat pinched by my grandfather, and there was no blood!"

Song Sijia pulled Song Buer, who was constantly wiping, and when her eyes swept over the unrecognizable face of the corpse on the ground, there was also an irrepressible grief in her heart.

"I don't want to go with you, I don't want to go, only here can I be safe, Sijia, you and your father are here, don't go anywhere!"

Song Buer was confused.

He struggled with his arms wrestling, looking extremely stubborn.

"Safe here?"

I wanted to take Song Buer out of the Song family together, but because of Song Buer's words, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but shudder a little when he looked around.

He was afraid of a possible explosion, and he was also afraid that Song Xianzhong would drill out of some corner, or that the other party would see him shooting from a distance.

Zhang Xuezhou's ability to shoot is handy, but he can't dodge when shooting, but whenever he is shot by a firearm from a distance, he is no different from the two corpses that are here on the street.

His gaze only swept the area of the Song family for a few seconds, and Zhang Xuezhou also squatted in the corner of the outer wall of the castle building.

"Take a break with your back against the wall!" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Manqian asked vigilantly.

"I'm afraid that the head of the Song family will suddenly come out and shoot me coldly!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the direction of the room*** hitting field, only to feel that he had left the danger zone and could pause for a while.

He looked suspicious, constantly looking around, beware of a possible long-range shot.

"You broke two of his fingers, he should have some difficulty pulling the trigger now, he was shot in at least two of his toes, he has difficulty walking, and he was shot in the lower back, is there still a big threat to us in this situation?" Zhang Manqian asked in a low voice.

"If he has high-end medicine, he may be able to recover from his injuries temporarily!"

The rifle used by Zhang Xuezhou was a training gun and was not loaded with special bullets, and although he hit Song Xianzhong many times, it was not fatal.

And the other party is too good at dodging, almost avoiding the fatal place.

"Let's take a break

, try to recover from your injuries," Zhang Xuezhou said, "Wait for that Committee Member Zhou and Zuo Denggao to explore the road."

"Okay!"

It was a bad idea to encounter Song Buer on the side of the road and hide in the same place as the other party.

But waiting for Zhou Xin and others to investigate the relevant is not too outrageous here.

Zhang Xuezhou and the others were afraid that Song Xianzhong would harm the pond fish when he attacked the top level of the Sequence Committee, but the people of the Sequence Committee were also a guarantee of safety.

As long as Zhou Xin continues to investigate, the area that the other party has checked will usually be safer, and even after the other party investigates from the room, Zhang Xuezhou and the others can return to that place and stay until many things settle.

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhang Manqian exchanged in a low voice, and when the two looked at the area where the room was hitting, they saw a flash of fire rushing into the sky, and then turned into a mushroom cloud that kicked up countless dust.

A deafening sound came, and Zhang Xuezhou saw that the building where the room was hit was blown up and turned into countless pieces.

The aftermath of the violent impact shook like ripples on the surface of the water, and the buildings in the area collapsed, burst, shattered, and spread outward.

Leaning against the arc-shaped castle building where Song Buer was located, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that the building shook slightly, and then stabilized.

"What is this building for, it is so stable to carry the impact of the explosion that there is nothing to say, and it is not even broken glass!"

After the explosion, Zhang Xuezhou watched the air fall like raindrops of various pieces, shrunk his head and asked Song Sijia.

"This is where my grandfather lives!"

Song Sijia shook her head, which was a little hard of hearing, and answered Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice.

"Is there any explosives in there?"

Zhang Xuezhou's heart felt slightly cold when he heard this, and he felt that he had stepped directly into the tiger's den.

He couldn't help but ask.

But Song Sijia obviously didn't know the relevant arrangements, and even they didn't usually have the right to enter and exit here.

"Professor Song, Professor Song, wake up, Professor Song?"

As Song Xianzhong's son, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Song Buer could clear many problems after he sobered up.

You can't expect a person like Zhang Xuezhou, who has been training at the Song family's shooting range for two days, to know the details of the Song family's arrangement.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that being in a powder keg like the Song family was even more troublesome than being in the Kunlun Holy Land.

The risk of encountering Song Xianzhong is very high, and the risk of encountering the impact of the explosion is even higher, and this possibility of being wiped out at every turn makes Zhang Xuezhou bold.

He shook Song Buer vigorously, and only after releasing a Tai Halal technique to no avail, Zhang Xuezhou gave up stupidly.

"I don't know what happened to that committee member Zhou?"

Song Buer is unreliable, and Zhang Xuezhou hopes that Member Zhou will be a little more reliable.

His neck stretched, but Zhang Xuezhou immediately heard a gunshot.

This made him quickly shrink his head.

"Who put the gun?"

Zhang Manqian pressed Song Fengying to the ground, and then asked Zhang Xuezhou with a side face.

"I didn't see anyone, let's hide first," Zhang Xuezhou said helplessly.

"It's my dad, he's hunting, he's going to hunt many, many people!"

Song Buer muttered in a low voice.

"He should appear at the entrance of a corridor there at this time, where he can see one-third of the Song family's area, which is a good position for sniping."

Song Buer stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction.

This made Zhang Xuezhou look hard in the dust.

It was not clear what the entrance of the building was in the dust, but Zhang Xuezhou vaguely sensed Song Xianzhong's breath.

The other party seems to be really there.