Lin Chuan felt like he was dreaming.
After regaining consciousness, he saw Su Bei's body.
From the knife in his hand that was still dripping with blood, he could be sure that he had killed the man.
He was very happy and refreshed.
The feeling of revenge is very refreshing.
This is an explanation to the brothers who died.
Immediately afterwards, he contacted Huizi through Wen Cai.
This made him feel even more relieved.
Huizi and the others are still alive.
But then, when Ning Fan answered the phone, everything became weird.
What two hundred thousand troops?
What is the commander-in-chief of the general region?
What Su Wanjun...
What is going on?
This is not Lin Chuan’s fault.
According to Lin Chuan's previous life trajectory, these things were completely out of his reach.
Too high, too far.
How could a traveler who was struggling to survive possibly come into contact with people or things at such a high level?
Therefore, the words Ning Fan said to him were like heavenly books.
What made Lin Chuan even more confused was that in his impression, whether it was Huizi or Ning Fan, everyone was eating from the same trough.
Everyone is at the same level, so naturally there won't be much difference in their perspectives.
But why do they know these things?
If Lin Chuan hadn't been sure that it was Huizi on the other end of the phone, he would even suspect that he had dialed the wrong number.
Oh, and there's more.
Isn’t that yellow-haired guy a killer?
How could he be the son of the leader of the Three Unification Cooperation Zone?
Wait a moment.
While Lin Chuan was still trying to digest this information, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the situation in front of the small building.
A woman walked to the body of the boy named Su Bei.
The woman seemed angry.
She squatted down and briefly checked Su Bei's condition.
Soon, she seemed to be sure that Su Bei was dead.
"Damn it! How could this happen?"
The woman cursed under her breath.
Then she looked towards the city gate.
After just a brief hesitation, a look of determination appeared in her eyes.
Lin Chuan, who was standing on the third floor, watched her grab Su Bei's hair and drag his body towards the city gate.
"A woman took the body of that bastard away."
Lin Chuan frowned and muttered, "What the hell is going on?"
…
Bai Peng fell to the ground.
Beneath him, blood had already flowed into a small river.
He looked upwards, blood gushing out of his mouth like a well.
The severe pain made his consciousness a little blurred.
However, his eyes were calm.
He had long expected this result.
After that punch failed to kill Su Wanjun, he became even more certain that he was almost at the end of his rope.
tread.
tread.
tread.
The sound of leather boots stepping on the mud was getting closer and closer to him.
"If you had chosen to follow me, the ending might not have been like this."
Su Wanjun had already walked in front of Bai Peng and was looking down at him.
"You're quite good, perhaps... I'd be willing to take you uptown."
Su Wanjun acknowledged Bai Peng's strength.
He is at the [Ten Thousand Souls Level].
As he himself said, after reaching the [Ten Thousand Souls Level], his understanding of power has reached a new dimension.
Even if Bai Peng is strong, he is still at the [Thousand Souls Level].
In theory, in a head-on confrontation, it would be difficult for Bai Peng to hurt Su Wanjun.
Moreover, in Su Wanjun's opinion, his ability just happened to restrain Bai Peng.
But even so, he was still injured.
Even though there was an element of underestimating the enemy, he had to admit that Bai Peng was indeed very strong.
That punch just now made Su Wanjun feel truly threatened.
"Hehe, cough cough cough..."
Bai Peng laughed, and blood foam spurted out of his throat, choking him and causing him to cough violently several times.
"I have no interest in going uptown."
Bai Peng was still smiling.
"There's no way I'll follow you."
"The strength I have today is not because I am any good."
"He's my brother. He's spent half his life helping me without any effort."
"You won't understand this feeling."
As he spoke, Bai Peng turned over and tried to support himself.
However, Su Wanjun opened his hands.
It was like a mountain pressing down on Bai Peng.
Bai Peng's half body was stuck in the mud.
Blood mixed with mud.
"I really don't understand."
Su Wanjun said in a low voice: "As long as I am invincible, that's enough. I don't need to understand anything else."
"Invincible?"
Bai Peng sneered: "If you are really invincible, why are you still here?"
Su Wanjun's face darkened.
Bai Peng added: "You don't even dare to go to the upper city!"
The moment these words were spoken, Bai Peng could feel the gravity on his body becoming stronger.
Even his bones made a "cracking" sound.
But this didn't make Bai Peng shut up.
"I'm definitely no match for you!"
"But if you say you are invincible..."
"hehe……"
"What the hell are you bragging about?!"
Bang!!
Bai Peng's body was completely submerged in the mud.
A blood mist soon splashed out from the mud.
Bai Peng's voice also stopped abruptly.
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