"Let's go! Huzi!

"Kill me, please, kill me quickly... ！”

"Sniper, sniper, where the fuck are you, aim at Lao Tzu's head!

The soldiers who were being controlled roared wildly.

Between them, the public channel of the walkie-talkie is full of voices begging for death.

For them, asking them to kill their own robed brothers with their own hands is more uncomfortable for them than cutting them with a thousand knives.

"Wang Qiang, why don't you kill Lao Tzu? Another one! Huzi!" a soldier with an assault rifle shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.

And those soldiers who have not yet been controlled, while looking for cover, dodging the 'sneak attack' from the back of their comrades, while aiming a lot of firepower at those raiding enemies... Especially the bearded man who has evil powers and manipulates his comrades.

It's just too reluctant to do so.

They are constantly attributing.

In the entire mine, there are a total of sixteen watchtowers on the surface.

However, of the sixteen snipers on the towers, all but six were killed by the first sneak attack.

The remaining ten were also manipulated.

Become the Grim Reaper who reaps the lives of his comrades.

Their faces at the moment have been distorted to madness, but they still can't control their bodies.

The ability to train into a muscular instinct becomes a painful burden.

If not... Their powerful sniping skills will not be able to exert most of them when they are controlled, causing heavy casualties.

Except for the sixteen watchtowers on the surface.

There are only three snipers left in the mine.

They are dark sentinels.

Except for the responsible officers of the entire team, even they don't know where each other is hiding on weekdays, and they monitor the entire mine with sniper scopes.

At this time, the most powerful defense in the mine is these three sniper rifles hiding in the shadows.

Their sudden ghostly bullets always take away one of the craziest enemies on the battlefield.

However, their bullets did not lock on to the biggest enemy in the field... The bearded man with strange powers.

They also seem to be afraid of something.

The bearded man's face was full of holiness and compassion.

He stopped chanting the Ancient Source Sutra and stood in front of the corpse of a soldier.

Looking at the young warrior's distorted expression, which remained after his death, he wiped his hand over the other man's face.

The distorted and vicious expression suddenly turned into a strange and stiff smile.

"May your soul be at peace in the land of the Source Lord, and may the children who have lost their protection be forgiven by the One True God after death. ”

"The flame of holiness will burn your body, and your lost soul will find its way back to its original land in the light of the fire. ”

As he spoke, a raging golden flame ignited on the soldier's body.

However, the rear flames swayed in the wind.

It turned out to be like a dandelion, and a large amount of velvet was blown out by the wind.

Velvet falls, and each piece of velvet ignites a twisted or broken corpse.

In the burning of a large number of corpses, the overwhelming velvet almost obscured half of the sky.

Da Da Da · ！

A soldier with an automatic rifle opened fire on the beard.

It was a suicide attack.

In order to cover for the person who really shot.

At the same time, soldiers threw grenades and flashbangs at the bearded man.

Airplanes!

A bullet from the corner, like a ghost attack, under the cover of his comrades, shot at the bearded man.

The soldier who rushed out first was riddled with bullet holes under the tearful assault of the controlled warrior.

His eyes burned with the last hope, and the body fell heavily.

The warrior who threw grenades and flashbangs had his throat slit with a sharp knife by an alien child soldier.

The splash of blood stained the originally dull sand.

Zhang Lu was still lying on the edge of the wellhead.

The struggle of human nature made him fall into a dilemma.

Looking at those warriors who are not afraid of death, they are so determined and pure, who dares to say... They have no faith?

When all snipers are restricted... No longer possesses accurate judgment and the ability to anticipate attacks.

Zhang Lu was very sure that he could break through in this battlefield.

But at this time, there were three paths, directly in front of him.

Rule 1: Leave directly.

He could take advantage of the chaos of the battle to escape the badlands that trapped him.

And then from then on, the trapped dragon went out to sea.

Returning to Shenlong City, there is revenge and revenge.

As a result, he will be truly pursued.

Perhaps... What was originally a wanted list will become a real target.

Once the huge national weapon is activated, he will reach an inhuman level in a sense, and he will not be able to resist it.

Since the Xinertai people can possess that kind of strange magic, they can directly control people's bodies.

So in the country that has been suppressing the Xinertai people, are there more powerful strange people?

This is what Zhang Lu is worried about.

He was not afraid of death.

But he feared that he would not be able to complete his mission before he died.

Article 2: Outright rebellion.

Join those new Ertai people... Join their religion.

Such a choice, deep in Zhang Lu's heart, also has a psychological basis.

Although reason reminds him that what happened to him and what he experienced was not the whole story of this society.

He can be resentful, but he cannot be angry.

But... If human emotions can be restrained by reason alone, how can things in this world become so complicated?

If the kingdom has failed me, why can't I?

Resist it, overthrow it... Subvert it!

Let those rotten, dirty, fragile... Together with the prosperity and extravagance on the surface, they were burned clean in a raging fire.

This is the most extreme anger and evil in Zhang Lu's heart.

The scourge of destroying the door is easily added.

Injustice and reluctance of rights and law enforcement.

During the six months of wandering, I saw the darkness and vileness.

All of this has turned into the deepest sin in Zhang Lu's heart.

He hates!

It's not just that I hate the leader of the Black Society named Qiao Jun.

Hate yourself even more!

Hate this country!

Hate those in power, those who eat meat.

He even hated the numb crowd, and hated his friends and fellow villagers who betrayed their feelings and righteousness for the sake of petty gain.

Simply, there is always something warm for him in this world.

Liu Wei handed over the six hundred yuan.

A hug from Yan Yu under a phone booth.

Far away in my hometown.,Parents who are being criticized...

These emotions have always maintained Zhang Lu's humanity.

He didn't fall into extreme paranoia completely.

Rule 3: Kill Out!

Leave everything behind and gamble with your life.

Try to sneak up on the bearded man and kill him.

Let him manipulate the evil of human bodies, and it cannot be used as a weapon to shake and slaughter the defenders of the mines.

However, this is the most irrational choice.

Because success or failure is unknown!

Zhang Lu was not sure whether he was the opponent of the bearded man, and whether he would be manipulated by the bearded man like an ordinary soldier.

The result is unknown!

Once Zhang Lu shows his specialness, then according to a very simple reasoning judgment, he can know... He also secretly used the energy crystals under the mines.

According to the rules and regulations, he should be sentenced to be shot.

He wasn't sure, even if he was lucky enough to help these soldiers escape and help the country defend the mine... Can you escape death because of this?

Gain recognition from the official level, and from then on can not only walk in the sun, but also take revenge.

If it was before everything changed.

Zhang Lu will choose the last one without hesitation in the boiling blood.

Although in the past, he was fat and cowardly, and there was no kind... But if the national disaster is at the head, he also has a body of courage and full of blood.

The feelings of family and country are always remembered in my heart.

However... He is no longer the Zhang Lu of the past.

Those who are naïve, kind, orderly, and inherently persistent... All of them were crushed, torn, and then trampled into the mud by twisted and hideous smiling faces, and the company of rot and fish.

This time in the depths of his heart.

Something, it's like a fence.

Inside the pen are sheep.

Outside the fence are wolves.

Standing at the fence doorway was the dog.

When the dog no longer protects the sheep, but stands with the wolf, chooses to nibble on the mutton.

So... As a sheep, can't you still step out of the hurdle?

This is Zhang Lu's choice.

And he didn't know it.

Behind these three choices of Zhang Lu.

It was Lin Xi who set the three fates for him.

If Zhang Lu chooses to flee.

Then he will flee abroad in the midst of displacement.

Fight black boxing abroad, learn the ancient fighting techniques of foreign countries, and then make a huge name.

In the end, he became a big warlord in a chaotic region and controlled the life and death of one side.

Naturally, there will be a lot of adventures.

But far from his dream of revenge... He's always going to be one step behind.

Because the stronger he is, the more he will not be able to return to his homeland.

Resistance and scrutiny from the state will make it difficult for him to move an inch.

He can only use the resources at his disposal to continuously send some less conspicuous people to return to the country in his place... Kill the enemy.

However, fate will play a joke on him.

His enemy Qiao Jun had already had enough of being a black glove, so he chose to wash his hands and become a serious businessman.

He would have a great son and would have been exposed to the otherworld.

When the killer he arranged tried to kill Qiao Jun, the so-called entanglement of good and evil had already begun.

He is like a traditional villain, constantly sending experience babies to his opponents, and step by step, pushing the opponent to a higher level.

As for the final life and death... That's a new option.

If Zhang Lu chooses to take refuge in the new Ertai people.

Then he will grow into one of the few foreign archbishops in just ten years.

And I learned a lot of wonderful magic.

Eventually, it came to a level that was opposed to the state.

He would become a well-known cult heretist.

His sins will also be made public... And it's hard to wash anymore.

Even more than ten years later, under the arrangement of some sect members, Qiao Jun's family was tied up in front of him and put on trial.

His parents will also die one after another because of what he did, in humility and reluctance... Regrets.

And finally... an option.

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