Chapter 22
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The man's perception was extremely strong, he could clearly feel the killing intent. He raised his head, his eyes reflecting the will of judgment.
This was the third district.
This group of reckless fools, they should all be nailed to the ground.
"Fire the bullets, attack indiscriminately. Battalion, get ready. Target the monsters that are alone. This is a crucial battle, we cannot leave a single one alive!"
The man who was engulfed in anger had already forgotten his initial caution. In his eyes, there was only killing the monsters in front of him, to avenge the innocent people who died in J City.
Feng Zhiyong.
This was the man's name. In his more than 20 years of military career, he was not only a former soldier king, but also a qualified commander.
When the apocalypse arrived, he only lost his mind for a short while before regaining his composure. He also tried his best to organize the remaining forces. J City had three districts, and in the past few days, he had already conquered two of them. This was the third district, which was also the disaster area with the most monsters.
Feng Zhiyong was not hot-headed. He was a good commander, wholeheartedly serving the people. In the past few days, he had encountered countless dangerous situations, but he did not stop or panic. Moreover, the monsters' counterattack made him even more determined. No matter what, he had to save J City, and completely eradicate the monsters that were spreading throughout the city.
Feng Zhiyong had absolute confidence that he could give these monsters a thunderous blow.
Feng Zhiyong's current powerful aura mostly came from the Professionals awakened by his hands.
"Kill!"
At this moment, four soldiers rushed out from in front of Feng Zhiyong. A young man's skin suddenly turned black, and his hair turned rusty.
This was a blacksmith, who could turn his body into a hard piece of steel.
"Break for me!" On the other side, a middle-aged man opened his mouth, and a white light flashed. Like a cannonball, it directly sent several Acid Bugs flying.
Qigong Master, he could gather Qi in his mouth. Once he blasted it out, it would have a strong long-range destructive power.
"Xiu!"
An ear-piercing sound rang out, and an afterimage broke through the crowd, arriving in front of the monsters. Surprisingly, the dozens of monsters could not even touch his sleeve.
Ghost Assassin, its speed was godly. If it continued to grow, its speed would even have the ability to flash.
"All of you disgusting bastards, go to hell!" The bad-tempered Professional was a Vine Warlock. When he used his power, he would cause a patch of tough vines to grow out of the ground. Even if it was cut with a normal knife, it would take a long time to cut it.
The four professionals, under Feng Zhiyong's command, not only were they not afraid of the monster in front of them, but they also used their killing moves at the first moment! It could be seen that they hated these things to the core and didn't have the slightest bit of pity.
That was the truth.
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