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Chapter 52: The world is so small, who will the sky forgive?

The heavy rain and dull thunder were constantly outside, and the two men in the dark and gloomy food supermarket were confronting each other.

"Brother, I've been here all the way. The thieves don't leave. You can't let me run for nothing, right? I'll divide me two cans of breakfast meat and I'll find the next one." Yao Baile spoke a little hoarse and low at this time. He just thought that his voice was hoarse, so he didn't care. However, his tone and title made the thief on the opposite side feel a little strange.

He looked at the extremely strong white-haired old man in front of him again, focusing on the flesh-blooded fire axe and body muscle distribution in the other party's hands. After a moment, the middle-aged man raised his chin.

"Take it yourself, take two cans and leave quickly."

Yao Baile nodded and searched among a pile of empty cans. He quickly found two cans that had not been opened. However, during this process, a lightning flashed outside and pierced the darkness for a short time. The boy suddenly saw his face under the reflection of the canned iron sheet in front of him. Under the reflection of the light yellow iron sheet, it was a strange face that was extremely old and even had spots of old age.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Shut up, you're sick. When it rains, the zombies outside turned into deaf and blind?" The middle-aged man who was continuing to eat was frightened by this sudden throat and immediately scolded.

"How could this happen, how could this happen?"

Yao Baile pointed to the reflective iron sheet and grabbed his face with both hands. At this time, some of the fallen white hair fell on his hands, making him even more crazy and fearless. Yao Baile turned his head and questioned the middle-aged man next to him like an abnormality. Against the backdrop of the lightning outside, his terrifying and evil expression made the middle-aged man feel a little furious.

"What this one, don't you know your own face? Get the canned food and get out of here." As soon as you kicked your feet, two iron cans hit Yao Baile. However, the white-haired old and young man was stunned. He hugged his face and seemed to cry and laugh.

"So that's it, so it's it."

In the early morning, the young man in black robe once said to himself: "...Energy is conserved. Where do you think it produces such a strong body nutrient for you?" However, I didn't listen at that time. Now I really understand that it is too late.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yao Baile suddenly grabbed the fire axe beside him and rushed towards the thin monkey middle-aged man in front of him: Since I can no longer survive, at least you have to die with me.

The thin monkey didn't know Yao Baile's complex and rugged mental journey. The opponent opened the empty door and snatched him violently, which really caught him off guard. However, his skill was obtained by hard work after all. The thief's right sleeve suddenly shot out a powerful arrow and hit Yao Baile's chest. If an ordinary person was shot in the chest, he would have to be slightly suffocated. However, the white-haired strong man continued to snatch without any impact. He killed dozens of axes in a row, although the thin monkey thief occasionally fought back, he was still in a mess.

After dozens of axes passed, at least ten flying sword poison needles were shot on Yao Baile's extremely strong body. However, he had no hair. He opened his mouth suddenly, and a blazing fireball roared out. The middle-aged man with an extremely dark expression was already hilarious and dodged with an action that looked very similar to Tiebanqiao.

He was far superior to Yao Baile in terms of martial arts and practical experience. However, he was in a bad state now, and the opponent only attacked but not defended, like a fight for life like a hatred for his father and a wife. The thief and the berserker were already at a loss when they fought to his grandma's house. Yao Baile died together and attacked but not defended, making up for his martial arts flaws. In a short period of time, the weak ones were completely suppressed and killed with strong ones, just like the thief who was like a thin monkey had only the power to resist and had no ability to fight back.

However, the middle-aged man with a wooden sign in his mouth moved in a small way like a ghost and moved within Yao Baile's storm attack. He was like a piece of tough candy, which seemed to be chased and killed in danger. However, in fact, no matter how Yao Baile swung the axe, it did not really hurt him. About half a minute later, Yao Baile's crazy axe suddenly lost its strength, as if it was sympathetic. A black viper-like dagger suddenly appeared in the palm of the skinny monkey thief, and his body rotated and flickered in the shadow. At a moment, this man who had always been astonishingly agile and only defended but did not attack, had passed by Yao Baile. What accompanied him was the flying head of the boy holding the axe.

However, the thief frowned tightly with a serpentine dagger in his hand. It was not only the magic weapon in his hand that was unresponsive. The feeling of his cutting of his head just now seemed to be slashed on wood, rather than cutting into the flesh and bones that had quite elasticity.

The headless corpse fell on the ground, and the strange blood was gushing out. The strong body shrank and dried up little by little in front of the thin monkey thief, and finally completely lost the luster of life, just like a decaying grave that looked like flesh and wood...

The middle-aged man squatted down, and he had a wide range of knowledge, but it was the first time he had seen the strange and evil scene. The thief squatted down and wanted to observe the corpse more carefully. However, with the creaking sound, there was a protrusion in the decay that looked like flesh and wood, and then suddenly exploded, and a piece of meat wrapped in octopus around him pounced on the thief's face.

A whisker was clamped with his right hand wrapped in gloves. Before the alien life was wrapped, the middle-aged man had already thrown it away with a shaking wrist. The flesh slammed it to the ground, and then it supported it, shaking it like dizziness, and then it ran towards the dark passage where Yao Baile had just walked in. The middle-aged thief did not choose to chase it, because in the dark passage opposite, a blond girl in a ragged white dress was smashed in. The accompanying him was a black-haired young man wearing a black raincoat, holding leather notes in his left hand and writing constantly with his right hand.

He smiled brightly at the middle-aged thief like a thin monkey, like a college student who happened to meet his classmates on the way to school. The sun was so warm that it made people feel that he was not in the dark end of the world.
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