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How can there be such strange things in this world, right?
A group of people got into the car and roared away.
Zhuang is not far from looking out of the window.
This is a small town at the junction of Liumang State, Shuangxing State and Jiaodan State, but it is more than 12 kilometers away from the "Ancient Capital City", the capital of Liumang State.
For the state people, it’s more than 12 kilometers, and that’s called a "near outing" car. It takes more than an hour to get there. Sometimes there are more than that when there is a traffic jam.
But more than 12 kilometers here can span four States.
The town is very shabby, a bit like Zhuang. Twenty years ago, many shops and banks on the roadside of the small town were already depressed.
According to the international recognition, it should be a double star state, but in fact, since the resumption of the war, almost all the residents here have fled, and most of them are old people who have left their homeland.
When driving all the way to the appointed place and passing through a valley, I suddenly felt that I was riding a car and suddenly turned into a wall next to it.
Not far from Zhuang, before he could react, he moved himself. He grabbed the steering wheel and put his other foot in the past and stepped on the brake directly.
"Enemy attack!"
"hide!"
"Shelly’s been shot!"
“Shi！”
"Chief, are you all right?"
Several cars quickly stopped and crossed the road. Everyone hid behind the cars to avoid the attack in front and then fought back desperately.
Not far from Zhuang, it’s probably like a cut scene.
Although the "micro-private interview" skill says that being brought back has this identity instead of "soul"
But to tell the truth, Zhuang doesn’t know what a soul is not far away. Is this thing true? What’s the difference between Olyon’s memory, ability and skills? Although he is in Olion’s body, he is like a bystander who has mastered a higher control. He can change Olion’s decision to impose his will on Olion, but most of the time this body acts autonomously.
For example, at this time, he can feel that his hands are skillfully shooting back to avoid the vibration and harshness of his arms. The gun brings him excitement and strangeness.
In a trance, he found that his consciousness had been separated from Olion’s body and watched everything.
Olion was angry and sad, but he tried to change everything.
"Chief Shelly is dying!"
"I knew I couldn’t do business with Xibo people! These bastards! "
"I thought they might deduct our money, but I didn’t expect them to kill us all!"
"Boss, we’ll cover you. Go!"
Xibo people can be said to be the best business race in the world. After all, they have been displaced for thousands of years and have no land to do business.
Zhuang didn’t deal with Xibo people not long ago, and this time he felt it.
What integrity? All morals are declared.
It’s Xibo people’s style to betray business interests.
Pay? Is it impossible or not? Wouldn’t it be nice to kill these people and cover up the fact that they did it?
"Hoo!" Rockets flew in from a distance. Mercenaries’ weapons were often owned by employers. Few people brought their own weapons. The Arctic wolves were not armed, but the other side did not know whether it was the regular army or the special agency. At this time, they were completely suppressed by the other side.
In the face of that flying rocket, the Arctic Wolf mercenaries are almost desperate.
They have brutally slaughtered civilians and killed prisoners of war, but the tables have turned and one day they will die.
Not far from Zhuang, he hesitated whether to interfere or simply take back Olion’s identity directly.
Just then he heard a voice, "Please help them …"
He tur his head and saw Olion’s pleading eye.
Not far from Zhuang, he said in astonishment that "it is an identity"? An identity would even ask him for help?
"Help them. They don’t deserve to die here … help them …"
At that moment, Zhuang didn’t know whether to cry or laugh.
Become someone else, no matter what you do, you don’t have to be responsible.
no
Human beings are too easily influenced by the outside world.
Although these mercenaries are scum, they all kill people without batting an eye, and the devil is not far from Zhuang, but not far from Zhuang, I really felt very interesting just now.
And now someone wants to kill them?
How do you say "niang is my trumpet younger brother! Have you asked me if I want to kill them? " Zhuang is not far from being angry.
And …
"How dare you be ignorant of old money?" Small money is also my money!
No one in this world dares to owe me money!
Next to a face of despair, several mercenaries suddenly saw Olion drop his gun and come out.
When the gun landed, it was twisted into a thick finger print with a twist surface, like it was carved.