On the way back, some ordinary people who had just escaped from the unfinished building wanted to come up to Zhang Mu to seek his protection, but most of them did not come forward when they saw Zhang Mu's gloomy face, and just followed him silently.

Looking at the people hanging far behind him, Zhang Mu suddenly felt an inexplicable evil fire rising in his heart. A bloodthirsty emotion spread in his heart, making his head swell more and more, and his heart become more and more depressed.

Do you now know that humans should help each other? Do you now find that you need companions?

What were you doing at the time? When you saw that little girl being beaten to death, did you feel like you were part of the human race?

This thought was growing like weeds in Zhang Mu's head. He slowly stopped and looked back at the crowd about ten meters away from him. Leading the crowd was a middle-aged man who looked at Zhang Mu with a flattering look.

They thought Zhang Mu had changed his mind and was willing to take them with him, and their eyes were instantly filled with hope.

However, the next second, Zhang Mu appeared directly in front of the middle-aged man. After seeing Zhang Mu's expression at this moment, the middle-aged man felt something was wrong. It seemed that Zhang Mu had not changed his mind.

Facing Zhang Mu's pressure, he ran to the back in panic. However, Zhang Mu now looked like a devil smiling. He lowered his head and said softly, "Since I saved your life, I want to take it back now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce light flashed in Zhang Mu's eyes, which was extremely terrifying. He threw the obsidian dagger in his hand straight towards the middle-aged man with great force.

Swish!

The obsidian dagger hit the middle-aged man's back accurately, piercing through his spine without any hindrance, and then stabbed into the ground at an unimpeded speed, leaving only the dagger handle on the ground. It was enough to show how angry Zhang Mu was and how much force he used.

Zhang Mu walked over slowly, stepping on the middle-aged man's body, and then he grasped the handle of the obsidian dagger, pulled it out, and put it on his waist.

He glanced coldly at the people around him who were paralyzed on the ground in fear, and said in a voice that they could all hear, "Now, get out.

If one of them appears in my sight next time, I will take back one of your lives."

Then he turned around and left. As expected, no one followed him. Zhang Mu's mood slowly calmed down.

If this group of people had not followed him, he would have had the urge to attack, it was just that they happened to run into the muzzle of the gun.

He originally thought that it was the end of the world that changed human nature, but the end of the world has just begun. Perhaps, human nature itself is so ugly, but it has been hidden very deeply before the end of the world.

This was the first person he killed after his rebirth who was not a conflict with him. Zhang Mu felt that there was something wrong with himself today. His emotions were too easily touched, unlike his original self. Was it because the emotions of his present self were slowly merging into him?

He subconsciously touched the jade pendant on his chest, and his mood slowly calmed down.

When he returned to the gathering place, he found Wang Liang waiting for him at the door, so he walked up.

"Brother Mu, what happened?" Wang Liang looked at Zhang Mu nervously. He didn't know Ling's strength, but there were at least fifty or sixty evolvers there, and they were in their prime. Naturally, he was worried whether Zhang Mu would be in danger.

He started to regret it after Zhang Mu left. He had always thought that Zhang Mu was very powerful, but after calming down, he found that he might have been too optimistic. No matter how strong Zhang Mu was, he was still a human being, just like them. He had one head on two shoulders, and fighting fifty people alone was a bit of a miracle.

But now that Zhang Mu has returned safe and sound, he finally feels relieved. The development of this gathering place still depends on Zhang Mu's help. If Zhang Mu is sacrificed because of this, Wang Liang will really have no chance of turning things around.

If Wang Liang knew that the dangers faced by those fifty evolvers were nothing compared to what Zhang Mu was facing, he would have been so shocked that he would have been speechless.

But Zhang Mu was obviously not in the mood to tell Wang Liang a story. He just replied calmly, "Well, not a single one of those people from Dongcheng was left alive."

Although he had this guess, when Wang Liang really heard Zhang Mu say this fact, he still felt a sense of relief. Although he did not solve it himself, it was still a relief.

Give an explanation to the brothers in the underground.

But he could see that for some reason, Zhang Mu was in a bad mood. According to his relationship with Zhang Mu, he should not have this attitude when he personally came to the door of the gathering place to greet Zhang Mu.

"Brother Mu, you must be tired. Go back and rest for a while. I thank you on behalf of the brothers."

Seeing the sincerity in Wang Liang's eyes, Zhang Mu felt that he should not bring his emotions to him, so he softened his tone and said, "Aliang, you don't have to come here and wait for me directly, otherwise the people below will see how to be the boss.

Well, I'm feeling a little unwell, so I'll go back first. You don't have to see me off, it's close."

"Okay, Brother Mu is fine. You are standing up for me, that's what I should do. Fine then, you can go back first."

Zhang Mu waved his hand, walked around Wang Liang and the others, and went towards his residence.

Walking into the courtyard, the cocoon of the obsidian worm was still in the same place, but its luster had dimmed. Zhang Mu estimated that the energy in it was slowly absorbed by the obsidian worm.

This was good too. He was about to set off again, and the Obsidian Worm that had evolved to the second stage could provide him with a great deal of help. Otherwise, if it really took a long time to advance, Zhang Mu might have to go on his own.

The time before the end of the world is the most precious to the agents of their era.

Zhang Mu was confident that the speed at which he completed the two orders should be faster than the time it took most merchants who were dealing with the business for the first time to complete one order.

He walked into his room, lay on the bed, stared at the white ceiling, and was in a daze with a blank mind.

At this time, Yuan Rui opened the door and walked in, carrying a basin of water, holding a towel and coming in front of Zhang Mu, and began to wipe his face.

Seeing that Zhang Mu didn't say anything, she started talking to herself, "Uncle, Brother Wang said you went out. I saw you looked very tired when you came back just now. What happened? Was there another battle?"

Zhang Mu did not answer Yuan Rui's question. He patted Yuan Rui's hand and asked her to move the towel away. Instead, he asked a very irrelevant question.

"Yuan Rui, tell me, if a person wants to defend the injustice in the world, isn't that a bit arrogant and a bit stupid?"

(End of this chapter)