I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The night is cold. ≤ ≤ small ≤ said,

A rough man-shaped armor, walking on the streets of no one. The moonlight sprinkled on the cold steel and shone the white lettering of the t-3.

His footsteps are very slow, and walking around while looking around is like walking.

The residual house was defeated.

The closer to the "castle", the more miserable the scenery. Bullet holes can be seen everywhere on the wall. From the perspective of the density of the bullet holes, it should be a machine gun. The traces of the explosion are faintly visible in the corner of the street. From the scale, it should be the product of the grenade.

In the ruins, Jiang Chen saw a pair of eyes.

Like a frightened little animal, the eye ran away when he passed his face slightly.

The throat moved and Jiang Chen slowly moved away.

"The ‘cleanup’ can be done for me.” Aisha’s voice came from the ear.

"No, I think it's better for me to go there personally."

Although she could not see Aisha's face, Jiang Chen could imagine the gentle sight.

Not far from the house, the bullets almost swept through the wooden walls of the back house. A hand appeared in the line of sight, trembled out of the window and closed the wooden window quietly.

Jiang Chen can feel that this fear is directed at himself.

"Don't you?" Aisha asked softly.

"Of course. I have seen a lot of things, whether it is a corpse or something more horrible than a corpse." The sight was removed from the broken house, and Jiang Chen said casually.

Aisha knows that he is talking about the world.

"But I feel that you are not good."

"How come?" Jiang Chen sighed back.

Getting closer to Johnny’s villa, he pulled out a tactical rifle from his waist.

Although he felt a bit like killing a chicken with a knife, he still wanted to bid farewell to Johnny. As for the reasons, he could not tell.

"Intuition." In the cold voice, there was a gentle smile.

intuition?

Jiang Chen smiled and did not comment on Aisha's explanation.

The crisp bullets are humming.

"Aisha."

"Ok."

"Do you think I am wrong?"

It should have been quiet here, and all the fighting was up to him. If it wasn’t for the temporary intention of the day, if not he told Roberts to send Johnny, then he would support the opposition to provoke the civil war and the people who lived here. It may not be a war for a lifetime.

This is a problem he has only recently realized, and the switching of the dimension may take only half a second, but the switching of thinking takes a long time. Sometimes he can't help but wonder if he has applied the logic of the last days without knowing it in the world.

It is undoubtedly in the interest to do so. But is this correct?

"In my heart, you are always right."

Jiang Chen stunned.

After a while, the hearty laughter echoed in the steel armor.

"Thank you."

Hang up the communication, madness instantly opens, a series of dense red dots appear in the field of view.

All the troubles and the embarrassment of humanity are left behind. Jiang Chen only felt the unprecedented clarity of the brain.

The Qingming named killing.

Ding!

The armor was slightly shaken. A bullet hit the sturdy steel and didn't even leave a trace of bullets. Jiang Chen smiled and looked up. It was a black guy who was aiming at him with an automatic rifle. He should be a mercenary hired by Johnny.

The black guy saw a shot that was ineffective. When he was shocked, his movements did not stop and he went directly to the grenade.

Looking at the cold steel armor, he instinctively felt fear.

The vortex engine behind it spurted out the flame, and Jiang Chen understated the sideways to open the distance from the grenade.

The machine gun on the roof pointed to the muzzle. Jiang Chen raised the rifle and shot it with a shuttle bullet. He fired the machine gun and fired it into a sieve. By then Jiang Chen turned the muzzle again, aimed at the red dot hidden behind the wall, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet ripped open the fragile wall and shredded the heart that was hiding behind it.

One foot flew over the iron gate of the villa, and was unwilling to bathe in the rain of bullets. Jiang Chen strode forward with a rifle and a counterattack.

The mercenaries hired by Johnny fell one after another, and they saw that they could not hurt this "monster". The rest of them finally began to feel fear.

At this time. A rpg with a tail flame flew toward Jiang Chen.

Do not evade, Jiang Chen directly raised his left hand and patted the past.

A bang, the fire burst.

The shrapnel scraped a piece of sour rubbing sound from the steel armor, but it didn't hurt it.

"High-explosive warheads? Try again with a bullet. Fish." Jiang Chen smiled and raised the rifle and shot the guy carrying the launcher to the ground.

These mercenaries finally feared.

It turns out that in the face of invincible enemies, the so-called professional ethics is nothing but fart. The remaining red spots began to retreat. They gave up their employers and began to flee in three different directions.

I ignored the deserters who lost their war. Jiang Chen shot the wooden door of the villa and then slammed into the house with a rifle.

The thunder of the door flew at once.

In the morning of madness, Jiang Chen smiled disdainfully. Even he was too lazy to hide. He went straight through the smog of smoke and walked in the direction of the basement.

There were five red dots there, and the intuition told him that Johnny was there.

The madness is lifted.

The laser knife melted the door lock, and Jiang Chen opened the iron door with one foot.

A burst of alcohol came from the face, slightly eyebrows, Jiang Chen launched the power armor 呃 air filtration system, squatting down the stairs with a rifle.

the light is on.

In the dark red room, there are iron cages, steel pipes, wooden horses and various instruments that change into tai. Without looking at the flesh of the four white flowers, Jiang Chen looked directly at the man sitting on the wooden chair.

"You will enjoy the red wine."

Lifting the blue eyelids and looking at Jiang Chen, Johnny’s throat moved.

"You, are you coming to kill me?"

"Yes." Jiang Chen said softly.

"What about the mercenaries above?" His voice was accompanied by a pleading that he did not want to face reality.

"Dead, or escape."

Johnny’s eyes squinted, and a pistol grabbed the table and pointed at Jiang Chen.

His hand trembled, especially after seeing Jiang Chen's reaction to him indifferently, his trembling was more obvious.

"I beg you, give me a chance"

"I have given you a chance, but you have not cherished it."

Wen Yan, Johnny was a glimpse, then laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, if I really listened to Roberts's ghosts and gave up everything on the boat, would you let me live in Australia? I am!" Laughing, Johnny waved his pistol and pointed to wearing steel armor. Jiang Chen.

Just like a baby, waving a toothpick in the hand to an adult.

"No, if I answer this, I can make you feel better when you die." Jiang Chen said softly.

There was a pleading on Johnny’s face, but then it turned into madness.

"Let's die together!"

Roaring, Johnny buckled the trigger in his hand.

This is not a gun, just a pistol-shaped detonator used to control fifteen kilograms of explosives buried in the basement.

The sparks flashed, but nothing happened.

The look on his face gradually turned into despair.

"Yes, why."

"Even if I explain to you what is called emp, I am afraid that you will not understand it for a while, go on the road."

The gun was pointed at his head, and Jiang Chen silently pulled the trigger. (To be continued.)