Xue Ba finished class and hurried towards Xie Lina's house.

The closer he got, the more Xue Ba felt that things were unusual.

The streets were littered with soldiers in camouflage uniforms maintaining order, holding a measuring instrument with a long antenna in their hands.

Xue Ba suddenly heard that there seemed to be a melody in the air, pure and subtle, peaceful and profound, full of compassion and peace.

"Mahayana Sanskrit sound! This monster is not small! It actually wants to use Mahayana Sanskrit sound to suppress it!" The system's surprised voice sounded.

When Xue Ba heard this, he was even more worried.

When I got to the annex of the Salmon Lingering Garden, I saw that there were many barricades in front of me, and the taxi was stopped.

"What for?" asked a warrior with a serious expression.

"What's going on? My classmate lives here, I'm coming to find her!" Xue Ba asked anxiously.

"The gas pipeline has exploded, and the front is dangerous! Turn around!" said the soldier impatiently.

Xue Ba looked at the black gas in the sky not far away, knowing that the gas explosion was just an official statement, and he had the heart to find out, but the soldier's expression was unquestionable, and he began to order the driver to reverse and turn around.

Xue Ba was so confused that he couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he could only go home first and see if there was any news from Qin Gushen before making plans.

He looked out the window of the car and saw only the outskirts of the Salmon Garden, where a group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms were busy nervously, and the separation lines were pulled up.

A tall, thin figure stood in the wind, letting the cold wind blow the hem of his clothes up and down.

On the ground not far from him, an old-fashioned cassette radio was playing slowly, and bursts of solemn Sanskrit sounds came from the loudspeaker of the tape recorder.

"Report to Team Kuai, brother of the Gale Force.... All sacrificed, no survivors found!" A young soldier in a camouflage uniform looked sad and angry, and stepped forward to report.

"I said that Ge Hong's head is not good! His ability is not suitable for dealing with this kind of scene at all, just run! What a fool! Deserve it! Damn! It also affects his subordinates!" Kuai Zhen looked at the corpse in the distance and smoked fiercely.

The young soldier looked at the scolding appearance of his boss in front of him, and felt a little angry in his heart.

Anyway, lying in it, it's your own robe, your own brother.

Kuai Zhen took a cigarette in his mouth and walked straight towards the separation line.

"Kuai Group!" The soldiers around him stopped their movements one after another.

"Look at what I'm doing!" said Kuai Zhen angrily.

Kuai Zhen's pace did not stop, and he directly crossed the separation line and walked towards the nearest corpse.

It was a young female body, her eyes open, her face showing a hint of confusion, as if she did not understand why it was just an ordinary attendance that was the last goodbye to the world.

"And then!" Kuai Zhen bent down, picked up the body effortlessly, and threw it casually, throwing the body accurately into the arms of a warrior outside the isolation circle.

Pressed by the ubiquitous Sanskrit sound, the corpse crawling on the side and gasping seemed to feel ignored, a little angry, and instinctively wanted to destroy this unscrupulous living creature around him.

The tentacles swept swiftly and struck at the Kuo Shock.

Kuai Zhen didn't look back, and walked towards the next corpse, and the tentacles were about to sweep over his body and break him in two.

"Whew" "Whew"

Bursts of cold light flashed, and the tentacles broke into several breaks, falling to the ground, and quickly turned into black gas, dissipating into the air.

The corpse was in pain, and a "hiss" sound came out of its mouth.

"Wait for me to send them away, and then I'll clean you up! No hurry!" Kuai Zhen turned his head, stared at the corpse, and said coldly.

Kuai Zhen walked all the way, lost all the way, and the corpses of the Gale Wind Group were thrown out of the quarantine area one by one, and were collected one by one by the soldiers who had already been waiting aside.

Finally, only the last corpse remained.

Ge Hong's head and right shoulder were cut off in half, and the remaining one eye was open angrily, half kneeling on the ground, and the military thorn in his left hand pierced deeply into the ground, supporting his body from falling.

Kuai Zhen stood in front of Ge Hong, silently looking at his close comrades-in-arms who had fought side by side in the past.

"Look at you like this, there shouldn't be much pain when you die!" Kuai Zhen took off the cigarette from his mouth with trembling hands and stuffed it into Ge Hong's mouth.

The cigarette burned quietly, and curling green smoke rose, and in the smoke, Kuai Zhen seemed to see Ge Hong arguing with himself with a grim face as before.

"Brother, let's go home!" After the cigarette burned out, Kuai Zhen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put Ge Hong's body on his shoulder, and walked out of the quarantine area slowly.

The corpse watched him leave unwillingly, but he was overwhelmed by the sound of Sanskrit, and the grimace on his body became more and more turbulent.

"Arrange a few cars, send them to the National Soul Temple, drive slowly, my brother is prone to motion sickness!" Kuai Zhen gently put Ge Hong down and explained to his subordinates.

After explaining Ge Hong's affairs, Kuai Zhen slowly walked to the radio, squatted down, and turned up the volume to the maximum.

The energy of Sanskrit sound became stronger and stronger, and golden runes appeared in the air one after another.

"It's time to settle the score!" Kuai Zhen took out a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth, and looked coldly at the corpses in the field.

As the Sanskrit sound intensified, the corpse was almost immediately reflected, and at this time, the head had completely turned into a worm, and the grimace on the body was hideously twisted, looking extremely painful.

Suddenly, the grimace suddenly became the same face, it was an ordinary middle-aged man's face.

Kuai Zhen's eyes instantly turned red, it was Ge Hong.

"I!

He took out two golden knuckles from his bosom and put them on his hands.

The knuckle tiger was all golden, looking like it was made of gold, with shallow dark grooves on the surface, and the most peculiar of all, there was a long spike at each ring, which pierced deeply into Kuaizhen's knuckles.

Kuai Zhen frowned, and the blood slowly flowed down the spikes to the finger tiger, and a strange blood-colored pattern suddenly appeared on the surface of the finger tiger.

Kuai Zhen's body jumped, raised his fist, and struck towards the corpse.

"Kill my siblings!"

fist, drawing countless phantoms in the air.

Kuaizhen's body fell to the ground.

The huge body behind him suddenly collapsed, turning into wisps of black gas and dissipating into the air.

avenged his best friend, Kuai Zhen did not have a trace of happiness in his heart, he looked at the air and muttered: "This day, is it still here after all?"