Facing the rain of bullets, Wang Yue waved his hand very casually.

A gray light mask appeared out of thin air, protecting him and Hua Chunyu behind him.

The current Wang Yue's body is filled with a huge amount of black, although it is not the qi of yin and yang, but the amount is hundreds of times that of before.

And in all directions, countless gray gases lingered, allowing him to take it and take it.

The bullets and rotten eggs did not stop for a moment, but Wang Yue looked at his hands in confusion.

Is this the power of God?

The heart moves at will, and a machine gun can't penetrate an eggshell!

So what happens when you swing it out?

With a wave of Wang Yue's hand, a huge and incomparable gray qi surged, surging away in the direction of his waving hand.

The flow of people in front of them immediately deteriorated, and they flew up in an instant as if they were in a 18-level typhoon.

The city lord bore the brunt of the air current, his resentful eyes dissipating after taking off, and his face was full of fear.

"Help, save me!"

Who can save him?

More than a dozen bodyguards behind him are still on the left and right, but they are also in a take-off state.

The crowd was emptied in an instant, like fallen leaves in a storm, flying with the black air.

The gunfire completely disappeared, and the people who fired the shots were not spared.

What's even more outrageous is that not only people are in the air, but the bullets that have just been fired are flying around them.

Not even the bullets were spared, how windy is this?

The howls of terror loomed in the howling wind, and became even more desolate.

Bang Bang Bang!

It didn't take long for the howl to fade away, and the sound of flesh hitting the wall was endless.

Rumble!

The hollowed-out glass roof was lifted, and the air rushed out wildly.

People fly by like catkins in the wind.

Half a minute later, the gray hurricane finally stopped, and the square was in shambles.

The front of Wang Yue was completely emptied.

Even the vehicles on display under the booth magically disappeared, and the floor tiles were in tatters.

Looking at the wall again, the decorative wall panels disappeared, and the tattered angle steel keel was still trembling.

Corpses hung from them, their faces terrified, their eyes still fixed in the direction of the stands.

The ticking sound is continuous.

That's blood dripping.

This scene is like purgatory on earth!

Wang Yue turned his head slightly, looking at the people on both sides and behind.

It looks like three more swings will empty the entire square!

In other words, if you swing it a little more, you can do it in one go.

Is this the power of God?

And that's just a casual wave and no skills are used.

If it's a mighty dragon, the evil god world will be ruined!

But now it looks like it's been broken.

The demon's door has been opened, and all those who saw Wang Yue's speech just now are trembling with excitement!

Then it won't be long before the world collapses.

Quack!

Wang Yue laughed out of a pig's cry.

"He's a demon god!"

"He—he killed the lord of the city."

"Run~"

The crowd began to riot, and the old man and the old lady threw all the rotten eggs, running wildly with all their lives.

"Cut, don't go, die early and be reincarnated, for you, isn't death a great joy, open the table and set off the cannon~"

Poof!

Hua Chunyu's laughter sounded behind him.

"Brother Hua, they are evil, but they are not stupid~"

Yes, although death is a happy event, they still don't want to die.

At the corner on the other side, seeing this scene, the people on the other side were extremely excited.

Congratulations, Wang Yue did not disappoint them, he is stronger.

In a single move, the enemy was wiped out, how magnificent!

"Is it pretty? Heroes are coming to save you, are you looking forward to it? Zhu Soul asked with a sneer.

Of course it's good-looking.

Must be expected.

It's just that Zhu Soul dares to ask like this, and he must have something to rely on.

There may be bad results waiting for them.

"Look at the rotten flesh on the wall, they're not miserable!"

Zhu Soul pointed to the wall in the distance, and then sighed.

"Corrupted by the evil air, they do not rot, they only dry over time."

Zhu Soul retracted his gaze and looked at several people evilly.

"Do you want to be like them, turn into an air-dried bacon corpse, and Wang Yue will hang it himself?"

"Looking forward to it?"

The eyes of several people were full of horror.

Will death really come? Brother Hua will do something to them?

That's impossible!

"What I said, it will happen, because you are just ordinary people, and I am the master here!"

There is even a backhand?

Several people trembled when they heard this.

"Nothing is impossible, I will design a script so that he will not recognize it at all."

Zhu Soul walked in front of Qiqi as he spoke, and his expression became ruthless.

"Qiqi is right, the world I created with divine power was destroyed by Wang Yue before there was any output, how do you say I want to retaliate?"

Qiqi's pupils shrank.

Her instincts told her that something bad would happen.

"The things I spent so much effort on were ruined, and Wang Yue shouldn't think about it."

"I'm not going to kill him directly, I'm going to make him lose the person he cares about the most!"

"And he did it himself!"

"What will happen to him for the rest of his life, you say?"

Qiqi's tears poured down.

What will happen?

The pain of self-blame will torment for life!

If he could move, Qiqi couldn't wait to cut himself off immediately.

But she couldn't move, so she could only be at the mercy of Zhu Soul.

The people around her moved, Zhang Song and Kejin and others walked out one after another, and she walked last!

She didn't know about Zhu Soul's conspiracy, but she felt very bad.

It's like that rainy night back then, when my parents died, I had palpitations for no reason!

At the booth, Wang Yue and Hua Chunyu were about to leave, and a sudden change occurred.

The crowd that had been scattered came again.

Going and coming back, isn't it long enough?

The people here are stupid, but the evil is just taught, and now they come to the door to die, and there is really a big problem with IQ!

It seems that even the mind is imprisoned.

The crowd of the walking dead alerted Wang Yue.

Someone picked up a gun on the ground, someone pulled out an egg again.

As it approached, a variety of items were thrown.

The shouting and scolding and bullets were mixed, which made Wang Yue very annoyed.

", don't be afraid, he's a paper tiger, and he will break it when he pokes it!"

"Let's go together, the people of Lancheng are not afraid of death."

"God's will has come, and if we kill the evil model, we are God's attendants."

"For the sake of evil, we must stand up."

"With fire, plastic is the most afraid of fire..."

There was a lot of mess, and Wang Yue also got some information.

The reason why these people turned back was because of the will of the so-called evil gods.

So, is the evil god the master of this world?

Compared with his own divine power, which is stronger or weaker?

Wang Yue was very willing to fight against it.

With his eyes like a torch, Wang Yue searched the entire square.

Alas, nothing.

There was nothing but the crowd of people coming.

The bullet hit the gray shield wall and slid down silently, and Wang Yue frowned and looked at the crowd.

There is no point in sending these people to death.

Evil gods don't do such boring things.

Something must have been missed.

And this is also the reason why he didn't do it.

The shouting continues.

"Kill me one Zhang Dazhuang, and thousands of Zhang Dazhuang will stand up."

It was a young man who was shouting, he was unkempt and stubborn.

Wang Yue thought of Zhang Song inexplicably.

"As long as we kill him, God will reward us generously, and money and status are not dreams."

The voice is immature, and it looks like a minor.

With a strange young face and dripping eyes, Wang Yue inexplicably thought of Kejin.

"Life is reincarnation, like a piece of poop, although it is excreted, but for dogs and shells, they are still delicious!"

This person's declaration is actually related to Baba, which is too distinctive, right?

Wang Yue thought of Zhang Qianqi, who always carried a dung spoon.

"We may die, but we live forever in the hearts of evil gods."

This is a female voice, with hot eyes, as if a fan has seen an idol.

It's Hou Jing.

Combine a few strange people, and Zhang Song, Kejin, Zhang Qianqi, and Hou Jing are four people on the other side.

This is a conspiracy of the evil gods.

Wang Yue's eyes searched carefully, and his ears were pricked up, not letting go of any sound.

Because there is still one person missing, the Qiqi he cares about the most!