“Kill it!Kill it!Torture, you don't torture me today, you are my grandson!Fuck off, Lord!Killed so many people, destroyed our home, and asked us why, God, you don't have long eyes?"The man cried out with sorrow.

Then take the rest of the people together to cry out: "If God has eyes, we must kill this demon, this beast!"

Wang Sheng heard the sad cry of these people, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind and understood the problem.

As the saying goes: bystander clear, the authorities are fascinated.

What Wang Xiangli has always wondered is that it is clearly his own people who have been killed, that he has returned to avenge himself, and why he is hated by these people.

After listening to the man's cry, Wang Zhen suddenly wanted to understand.

The king's victory grasped the man's hand and loosened it, and people couldn't help but take a step back, so they could see that after thinking clearly about the consequences, the impact on Wang's victory was great.

As these people say, Wang Sheng destroyed their home, and the Beijing City Safety Zone is their home, where they have friends and family.

But the victory of the king killed almost everyone here, and those who survived survived had a deep feud with Wang Victory.

In this clear, righteous act of revenge.

Wang Victory killed other people's parents, other people's wives and children, other people's relatives and friends.

Elderly parents, beautiful wives, lovely children, and even babyshoeing, died tragically under the obscenity of the king's victory.

Who has no blood and deep hatred with the victory of the king, and the victory of the king will also pull people to ask people why they hate him so much.

“Fifty million!More than five million!Why do you have to go down with your hands?”Wang Sheng looked down at his hands, his hands as white as snow, but at this time, Wang Sheng seemed to have blood on his hands.

At his feet were bones, old men and children, men and women.

At his feet he quickly piled up, a withered mountain, a peak withered bones, a peak of five million withered bones, black bones everywhere, everywhere the dead souls, which made the king's victory extremely shocking, he could no longer stand, sitting on the ground, always staring at his own hands, his own blood-filled hands, muttered to himself, not knowing what to say.

"As long as I can kill him, I am willing to sacrifice myself, and I will love the gods and Buddhas to kill this devil!"A woman suddenly took the knife in the hand of a man around her, put it on her neck, and how far the blood sprayed out three meters when she ascended, which shows the depth of this knife, and it can also be seen that its hatred for the pain of the king's victory.

One person has set an example, there is another person who has learned, and then more and more people have joined the ranks of suicide.

Finally, there was a terrible scene, and more than 10,000 survivors died in various ways by suicide, leaving only two people.

It was a young man and a woman, it looked like a couple, the expressions of both people were afraid, the boy with the knife continued to tremble, looking at the girl and still talking.

The girl seemed to understand the boy's meaning, took the knife from the boy's hand, put it on her neck, and slowly said, "Don't be afraid, I'll come first!"

The boy, because he was greedy and afraid to die, did not dare to look directly at the girl's eyes, did not know what the girl did, and when he heard the girl say that, it was too late to stop it, because the girl had inserted the dagger into her throat.

Blood surged, the boy hugged the girl, with his hand desperately covered the other side's neck, trying to stop the blood, but nothing can stop.

In the death, in addition to the color of pain on the girl's face, it is more of a deep hatred, a gritted tooth, and a grudge that will not be forgotten until death.

The boy knelt on the ground with the girl, the ground was already full of blood, he cried out, pained, pulled out the dagger and pointed to the king's victory and trembling, shouting: "You can't die!"

He stabbed himself in the neck and followed his lover.

And the king woke up, and the king looked at the dead bodies all over the earth, and turned away in fear, saying, "No, no, no. It's not me. It's not me. It's not me. It's not me. It's not me. It's all right with me."

“Oh!Oh hey!Oh hey!You don't want to die, I don't want to kill you, I really don't want to kill you, please wake up!"Wang Sheng rushed into the body, pushed this, pushed that, hoping that these people were just asleep, not dead.

“Hahaha, I’m dead, I’m avenged!Deadly good!Deadly good!How dare you threaten the old man, the most fear of the old man in this life is the threat!Go to hell!Go to hell!”The king suddenly laughed wildly, and it was mad and frightened.

“Oh, oh, how did you die?Do not die!Stand up, stand up!”After the king laughed, he knelt on the ground and cried.

However, at this time, suddenly a person in the body slowly stood up, watching his movement rigid and slow, and knew that it was not dead and raised, but became a zombie.

When a zombie stood up, there was a second, followed by a third, and soon a thousand zombies stood here, and the number was increasing.

The king looked at the zombies who stood up one by one, and they were scared, turned around and ran, trying to escape here and escape all this.

However, when the king turned to escape, above his head, in the sky, suddenly lit up a huge pillar of light.

The pillar of light fell, and the light spread on the body of the king's victory, and the king's victory was suddenly frightened and sober from the neurotic state.

This feeling made him trembling, making him afraid, fear from the inside out of the heart.

This feeling is not the first time he has experienced, he has experienced once, that is, the light of the god king that has appeared before in dealing with the three locusts.

The light of the king of God has a kind of oppression from the soul, so that the king's victory cannot rise to a little resistance.

The huge pillar of light suddenly emits a grand tremor of "bhum", which really looks like a divine sound, with grand solemnity and inviolability that Wang Victory has never heard.

Immediately in the pillar of light, a brighter ring appeared, and smashed down towards the king's victory.

Wang Zhen knew the danger and knew that he should escape, but before he could escape, he had not yet been hit by the halo, but he was just shrouded in the halo, and he lay directly on the ground and could not move at all.

He tried to raise his arm, but found that he seemed to be on the ground, and could not lift at all, even if he moved a finger, he could not move, but he could only be crushed on the ground by death.

The halo fell from the top of the nine, with a faster and faster speed, and the goal was the king's victory.