The military's attitude towards those who are awakened is really good. Not only are there special heavy trucks used as bedrooms, but there are even places for bonfires to keep warm. Some strong men even made a floor next to the bonfire and took a very comfortable nap.

In the end of the world, the military can still be like this, and there is no place for the awakened ones to treat the awakened ones injustice.

"What's the noise? Can you make noise at any time in the military camp?!" The officer who helped Xia Wushuang make the record glared at the big man with a squinted look, and his deep voice was filled with anger. His murderous eyes scared Xia Wushuang.

Good guy, this military system is indeed a place where tigers, tigers, and dragons are hidden.

The officer's angrily shout made the members of the Doomsday Cult calm down a little. However, their eyes when they looked at Xia Wushuang became more hostile due to the military's intervention.

But these were not important to Xia Wushuang. He just stretched out his hand and said to the officer who was about to leave: "My name is Xia Wushuang. Brother, which unit are you from?"

The officer was stunned when he heard this and looked at Xia Wushuang in surprise. Under normal circumstances, these awakened people with high vision and low skills were disdainful to contact the military.

"Hu Yanbo! I'm very happy to know you... Xia Wushuang." The officer looked through his records awkwardly. Before that, he really didn't pay attention to what Xia Wushuang said.

"Brother, I'll ask you something!" Xia Wushuang secretly sent a pack of unopened cigarettes to Hu Yanbo's hands.

Hu Yanbo's eyes suddenly narrowed and stuffed the bag of cigarette into his pocket at a faster speed.

"you say."

"These guys may mess with me. If I kill them all, will the military intervene?" Xia Wushuang, who had just followed the regiment, didn't want to be driven out of the large army just like that.

"If you can kill them all, it proves that your role is greater than their combined; the military will only warn you symbolically, and then find some excuses to help you make excuses; after all, if you encounter difficult tasks in the future, you still have to rely on you masters."

What Hu Yanbo said is very realistic and even a bit cruel. But the end of the world is originally a world where the strong prey on the weak, and he has always lived in a harmonious dream, thinking that justice and order can defeat everything, that is the real sadness.

"Okay, brother, I'll feel relieved if you say this!" As he said that, Xia Wushuang stretched and prepared to do a big fight.

"But man, don't really kill them all. After all, there are a large number of ordinary people in the team, and they need a harmonious environment." Hu Yanbo patted Xia Wushuang's shoulder, and then hurriedly left. Before leaving, he looked at the cultists with pity.

As soon as Hu Yanbo left, the members of the Doomsday Divine Cult took advantage of the situation and surrounded him. Xia Wushuang counted casually, and there were at least a dozen people in front of him.

This is before the end of the world. Xia Wushuang has no other way except to escape.

But now... Xia Wushuang looked at the group of people around him with playful thought, and her sharp eyes seemed to see through the hearts of everyone here.

Alas, they all look like they are dying. They are probably a group of guys who have not even been able to get through the middle of the dawn. There are probably not many steelheads in the soul box, and I don’t know where the courage comes from. I want to challenge myself, who is about to touch the threshold of the mid-term dawn.

He glanced around with his eyes. Some lazy awakened people were still lying on the floor and did not get up, but his eyes were unconsciously aiming at this side, as if they were preparing to watch a good show.

The red bonfire dyed the red shimmer on the carriage that blocked the view around. The fire with its teeth and claws stretched out everyone's figures, giving people a feeling of the ghost realm. This is not an ordinary person's area, and the unstable magic fluctuations are caused by the awakened person's failure to master his own skills.

"Tell me, what should I do!" The leading left guardian at least raised his realm to mid-dawn stage, and his magic power was enough to cast several magic balls in succession. At this time, he was leading the team to press up on Xia Wushuang. The silver magic ball that threatened on his fingers kept spinning at his fingertips, which looked really interesting.

"What do you think we should do?" Xia Wushuang took a leisurely patted his slightly wrinkled gray sweatshirt, not taking these guys seriously at all.

"Kneel down! admit your mistake!" The big man who was beaten up with a punch jumped up and roared with blue veins on his face.

But obviously, Xia Wushuang doesn’t want to bird him, and even his boss doesn’t want to bird him. If this social apology is useful, what else do the police do?

"Super your storage ring and join our Doomsday God Cult, this matter will be purchased and sold in one go! Otherwise..." The Left Guardian was still very reasonable and did not let Xia Wushuang hand over the spiritual equipment in his soul box together.

"Otherwise, what?" But how could Xia Wushuang appreciate it.

"We will break your legs and throw them out of the camp to let you die!" The left guardian extinguished the magic ball on his finger and said cruelly.

"Good idea! Just do this, break your legs and throw you out." Xia Wushuang sneered, his bloodline had instantly cut to the wind of shattering body, and his whole body was like a rapid shooting arrow, instantly cutting into the crowd.

Since these people are cruel, no wonder they are too ruthless.

"Damn it, this guy is of melee blood! Surround him quickly and don't let him get close to me!" Looking at Xia Wushuang, who was holding the hilt of the knife and galloping towards him, the left guardian with a fierce face was panicked and kept retreating, but forgot that he would also use magic.

"Are you a waste, dare to speak out loud?"

He rushed into the crowd as if he was in a state of no one. Xia Wushuang was too lazy to draw the knife, so he put the scabbard on the legs of the boy he was closest to.

If you don’t learn well, you will learn to join a cult at a young age.

"Ah! My legs!" The moment when Xia Wushuang's scabbard left his calves, the boy suddenly hugged his legs and howled in horror. Countless cracks bloomed on his wrists, and blood dyed his entire trouser legs red.

The word "breaking body" of the wind of the broken body is not a joke. Once it invades a person's body, it will spread to all sides like a sharp knife, shattering all the cells and tissues that are touched.

After Xia Wushuang entered the crowd, the whole scene became a scene of street gangsters fighting. It was not only chaotic but also noisy. From time to time, you could hear these guys, duck-like insults.

But the members of the cult who rushed up to attack had no tacit understanding of cooperation. They originally thought that the number of people would be superior to the arrogant Xia Wushuang; as a result, others just dodged to the side, not only easily avoided the siege of everyone, but also sacked the legs of the two people.

This is because Xia Wushuang has not drawn the sword. If he really forces him to draw the sword, he still doesn't know what the outcome of these people will be.

"Go to die, Iron Fist Shock!"

However, at this moment, a strong man over 1.8 meters tall finally found the right opportunity. His fist was wrapped with a layer of black energy, and he smashed his fist into Xia Wushuang's face.

"Don't you slap someone in the face? Your mother hasn't taught you?"

In the unbelievable gaze of the strong man, Xia Wushuang just stretched out his left hand and clenched his iron fist with his five fingers. Then, a white stick shadow suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and it was getting closer and closer. Within a moment of change, it had already hit his face hard.

"My eyes!" The strong man covered his face and knelt on the ground. The broken wind not only hurt his face, but also blinded his eyes!

But Xia Wushuang had no mercy. When she walked by him, she broke his leg with one foot, causing another heart-wrenching howl.

"If you want to break your legs, you will break your legs. None of you can run away."

When Xia Wushuang said this again, the audience almost fell into a needle. Although the awakened people on the ground whose legs were broken were still wailing, it was impossible to stop Xia Wushuang, the killing talent who suddenly came out, and established his absolute prestige that he could not defeat.

More than a dozen members of the Doomsday Divine Cult were instantly beaten by Xia Wushuang's absolute crushing power, leaving only two men who were still intact because they had been hiding behind. One of these two men was a great man who extorted Xia Wushuang in advance, and the other was their leader, a fat man called the Left Guardian.

"There are only two of you left. Why don't you give you a discount? If I let me do it, I will lose both legs, and if you do it yourself, what if I only need to lose one?" Xia Wushuang approached the two of them aggressively. Every time he took a step forward, he forced them to take a step back.

"My master, I was wrong, I had no eyes." However, what made Xia Wushuang laugh and cry was that the man who had always been arrogant and wanted to make him kneel down and admit his mistakes suddenly knelt down at him, and howled while kneeling: "You have a lot of people, can you just treat me like a fart, okay?

"You guy is quite like the bastard of Quartz, but in terms of character, it's too different." How could Xia Wushuang pay attention to him? He slapped him down with a knife, followed him past him, and broke his legs.

"Please!" Xia Wushuang walked to the left guardian, his sharp eyes making people feel scared.

"Don't force me! If I'm injured, the Doomsday God Cult will definitely not let you go!" The Left Guardian looked ferocious, but he was obviously already harsh on the outside.

"You're better off, let's change some new tricks!" Xia Wushuang raised his scabbard and made a gesture to shoot.

"Wait!" The left guardian screamed fiercely, and then pulled out a short knife in Xia Wushuang's extremely surprised gaze and stabbed one of his legs hard.

"Ah!" The left guardian fell to the ground in an instant, letting out a tragic cry of pain. His eyes, which were staring at Xia Wushuang in struggle, were blood red, as if he wanted to knock him to bones.

"I can leave!" The left guardian covered the unbearable wound between his legs and stood up staggeringly, but after this humiliation, his whole breath became gloomy.

Xia Wushuang couldn't refuse, so she reached out and made a gesture of asking for help, and then saw a shaking figure slowly leaving the camp of the Awakening Group Ninth Group with a limp.

Looking at the fat man who was about to disappear from his sight, Xia Wushuang shook his head and sighed: "Hey! If you don't act so ruthlessly, you might not have to die."

After randomly knocking his fingers, a huge gray-blue flame suddenly dropped in the sky where the left guardian of the Doomsday God Cult was gone. The figure who was leaving, without even having time to scream, his whole body melted into the strange flame and turned into a gray.

Those awakened people who had already watched the show were already terrified, and when they saw this cruel scene, even the hot and beating heart became cold.

(BC: For book friends who only read but not collect it, please leave your address at the bottom of the screen. Xiao Dongfang's sky fire will arrive later. Ah, just kidding o(╯□╰)o, Xiao Dongfang is not shaking S, but it is still very awkward.)
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