Chapter 275: the Avengers

Qiaodong won, but it was a terrible victory.
More than thousands of people died in this battle.
This is not a time to cheer, too many corpses are located in every corner of the east of the bridge. Now what people need to do is to dispose of these corpses as soon as possible, because once the corpses rot, it is likely to cause a large area of ​​plague. For today's medical standards, the plague represents a disaster.
Thousands of corpses were piled up by the survivors, and several breathless professionals were on standby. Their next task was to use their power to burn the hidden dangers of these disasters to ashes.
This is not a simple task, especially among these corpses that are about to be burned, there is a high probability that there will be your comrades and relatives. Some professionals can not bear this pressure and cry, but they must bite their teeth and insist, Because this is their mission and responsibility.
There is still a lot of follow-up work.
Fortunately, the surviving people looked at the piled up corpses, and their tears were already crying. They could not even say goodbye to their loved ones, and the corpse in front of them became a cup of loess.
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Looking at every report in front of him, Feng Zhiyong was in extreme pain.
"Tell me, has the final statistics of death been counted?" Feng Zhiyong kept processing government affairs at this time. At this time, he had to figure out how many people died in this battle.
"Well ... the approximate data has been counted by the inspection team, and the list records we collected ..."
"I just want to know the number of deaths."
"Number of deaths?" Exhausted Han Qiang gave a stun, and then his eyes were complicated, saying:
"There were 1,630 dead and 309 missing. Some trampled incidents occurred in the south, and more than 207 were killed ..."
Feng Zhiyong was silent. This was not a flood or mudslide. Obviously, the so-called missing people were poor people who were devoured by the devil.
The broken bones could not tell the identity of the dead.
The only relief is that Feng Zhiyong prepared early, but there was some small-scale confusion that had not been expanded and was stopped in time.
Beyond that.
Zhou Xian is dead.
This is what makes Feng Zhiyong truly heartbroken. Under the circumstances that Hong Jiuling looks down on, he still holds the position of colonel, and Zhou Xian played a great role.
It can be said that Zhou Xian is a conservative concubine, not to mention that this old man is not only superb in his strengths, but also inexperienced in the world, and has given Feng Zhiyong less advice in the past.
But now Zhou Xian was dead, Feng Zhiyong was truly broken, and he was extremely sad.
This is the end time. It is always dangerous at any time. Even if you were once a legendary master, you cannot resist the arrangement of fate ...
The entire street, the entire battlefield, and even the prosperous urban area have been stricken with rust, like a hellish ruin.
On the road, there are wreckages of the devil, broken bones, fine bone meal, stinky rotten meat, black viscera, as well as trampled meat sauce, withered flowers ...
The devil's body is like rubbish, spreading across the street, and the human fresh body, fresh skeletons are also mixed in, forming a sharp contrast ...
Seeing former compatriots and former comrades-in-chief come to an end like this, the survivors who are already depressed are even more helpless. They are silent, sobbing, or crying, laughing, and venting their distress in various ways sad……
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After the disaster, how to soothe people's hearts and post-disaster reconstruction is the priority.
Even if Feng Zhiyong is sad again, at this time, he needs to stand up and stabilize the situation.
Moreover, the high-rises of the conservatives were almost completely destroyed, which indicated that the people below became a piece of sand, but the more time this time, the more you need to be calm.
Once the mutiny occurs, the entire bridge east will suffer the devastation.
Throughout the ages, the mutiny foreshadows a change of dynasties. Qiaodong finally managed to eradicate the tumor. Feng Zhiyong didn't want it, and ushered in a second meaningless battle.
Huairou policy.
In any case, stabilize the conservatives and decide on the rest.
The devil came, although it brought a swollen wound to Qiaodong and also took away countless familiar faces, but it was undeniable that Qiaodong finally insisted.
Even more, in the desperate environment, some ordinary people even broke through their own limitations, awakened successfully, and became a professional.
This is also an accidental gain, and Qiaodong will be able to restore some vitality.
Become a hero alive, but the dead should also be remembered. Therefore, Feng Zhiyong set up a hero temple in Qiaodong Street by talking with his subordinates, in order to remember those soldiers who heroically dedicated to the Qiaodong!
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Xu Hongzhuang was crying.
In front of her was a corpse, covered with a white cloth, so that she could be treated in such a chaotic environment. Obviously, the other party was not an ordinary character.
Zhou Xian's remains.
The strongest of the main battle factions in this battle.
Xu Hongzhuang blame herself a bit, she clearly noticed some problems, but under the threat of Chen Feng, she still didn't say it. If ... she could be brave just now, this kind old man might not die.
Self-blame is greater than sadness.
The age difference between Xu Hongzhuang and Zhou Xian is too big to be regarded as a friendship between the two. They are more like colleagues and comrades in arms.
But Xu Hongzhuang was still crying.
She blamed her silence.
Obviously, Chen Feng had some plots of her own towards Qiaodong, but instead of stopping in time, she became an accomplice, step by step, pushing Zhou Xian into hell.
She is still too young.
Between kindness and darkness, this young girl with her own belief always leans towards the former.
She may not be afraid of bleeding, hard work, or even death. She sees the bridge east and the survivors around her as the direction of her efforts.
She indulged in Chen Feng and let the kind old man go and capture Hong Jiuling, but the end was hollowed out and died miserably in the other's hands.
She was a little lost and wondered if everything she insisted on was correct.
"Because you are too weak.
When Xu Hongzhuang was sad and helpless, a familiar male voice suddenly appeared on the side.
It's Chen Feng.
He seems to have been here for some time, but he hasn't come out until now.
Xu Hongzhuang's reaction was not big. She just raised her head, and there was a hint of anger in her blank eyes. It was the man in front of her that caused her a crack in faith.
"You killed Zhou Lao." Xu Hongzhuang whispered.
"Hong Jiuling killed him and has nothing to do with me."
Xu Hongzhuang pursed her lips, and was a little angry that Chen Feng didn't speak, trying to use silence to protest the cold blood of the other party.
Chen Feng smiled and said with a pitying tone: "In the final analysis, you are still too weak. Your so-called justice is extremely fragile in the face of reality."
"You think you can change everything with your strength, but you can't save your leisure time."
"What do you use to escape my control? I can give you freedom verbally, but you live in the shadows of the past. Unless your strength can completely crush me, everything you insist on is nothing but extravagant hope."
Xu Hongzhuang clenched her fists. She struggled in her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.
A bit of red light appeared in Chen Feng's eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse. He said slowly: "It is because of too weak that you feel confused."
"If you are stronger than Hong Jiuling, you have a chance to kill him when you discover his secret."
"If you are stronger than me, you can stop Zhouxian from taking risks and save this old man who has great significance for the bridge east."
"But you are nothing, no foundation, no strength, like a puppet, swayed by fate at will, all struggles are futile."
These words penetrated Xu Hongzhuang's heart like a blade, and her face was pale. Chen Feng did not give her physical torture this time. Instead, she attacked her mentally and made her realize that she is now How useless it is.
Xu Hongzhuang raised her head, and there was some bloodshot in her eyes. She looked at Chen Feng and Shen said, "If I have power, can I say no?"
Chen Feng's expression was quite playful, saying, "Yes."
"Hong Jiuling's forces have been annihilated, and the main faction has also suffered a fatal blow. This is your best chance to seize power. If you rely on you, you may not, but you have me."
"I will help you master Qiaodong!"
"I want to tell you a secret. The so-called Hong Jiuling is just an appetizer. The world will become more dangerous in the future. The evil existence is watching the home you want to protect."
"Use your power to say no to this world. If you master Qiaodong, you will become the strongest king in this land."
"Feng Zhiyong is old, even though he was a hero in the past, but now he has become somewhat indecisive. It is his step-by-step patience. He almost brought the bridge east to the point of inevitable danger. This city needs a new ruler. A powerful ruler, a ruler who dares to say no to all injustices and enemies. "
"Accept my invitation. Only by standing in the same position can our relationship be equal. I look forward to your transformation."
The figure of Chen Feng disappeared around the corner, leaving only the confused Xu Hongzhuang knelt on the spot. After a while, she slowly stood up, a long knife emerged in her hand, and she waved upwards, and her hair was cut. In two pieces, the green silk slowly fell to the ground, as if foreshadowing something.
Xu Hongzhuang cut off her favorite long hair, as if saying goodbye to her past.
She betrayed.
But it does not seem to betray.
Xu Hongzhuang regards Feng Zhiyong as her elder and teacher ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but her beliefs have diverged, and she has a revenge demon hidden in her bones.
Under the influence of Feng Zhiyong and the conservatives, this revengeful demon was sealed tightly, but with the arrival of Chen Feng, those seals were cracked little by little.
Nowadays.
The demon finally lifted the seal and regained control of the body.
No one can wield a butcher knife in the bridge east.
No one, no creature, no existence can shine in front of her.
Her family died in the mouth of the monster, Qiaodong was almost destroyed, and countless people lost their lives and loved ones.
These pains cannot continue.
It's time to get revenge!
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