“?????”

When he saw the pig, Mr. Bruce Wayne, who was carrying the bazooka, suddenly had a long row of question marks in his mind.

Not only him, but everyone behind him thought this picture was really a spoof. Under ordinary circumstances, in this kind of burning and explosion, a hero-like figure had to come out of this kind of passionate scene.

What's wrong with this pig jumping out?

Moreover, this pig is not the kind of "fat pig" with a big and thick body, and a muddy body, but is very small, with a plump body all over. The stubborn little nose constantly shrinks due to breathing, and the tail is also cute with a circle.

So, for a moment, everyone stood there and watched the pig jump out of the fire.

Then.......

"Get out of here!"

A roar in the crowd!

Although this scene is a bit curious, almost all the scenes present have experienced, and no one can be deceived by such scenes.

Just kidding, in the impact of this explosion, let alone a pig, even if a fly flies out, it is definitely an extremely terrifying fly.

But it is simple to say, but it is not that easy to implement. The pig's speed is amazing. Although it is small, it just gives people a sense of fatal oppression that an out-of-control locomotive hits you.

That's not all. Just as the moment of running, the pig suddenly accelerated.

The next moment, there was a bang!

The body of the Blues, who was carrying the arsenal, had an intimate contact with the piglet. During this encounter, the man seemed to swallow a grenade that pulled a pull ring and exploded directly on the spot!

He died...just the next second of such a lively opening.

No one knew how big the impact force was to knock the person so that he didn't even have time to move, so he died suddenly. Anyway, the man was broken into pieces of flesh and blood, splattering on the faces of others, and blood scattered like blood-colored snowflakes rising.

......

When he saw another self, he died like this. The crazy version of Bruce in the crowd had no strange expression, but just smiled calmly.

"You can obviously save him." He said in words that he could almost hear.

"Yes...I can save it." A voice sounded from his ears, and with this voice, Bruce Wayne, who inherited the Flash's "speed power", also appeared.

"But I'm not going to save him like this. His death can give others a good demonstration." Flash Wayne said: "Not only me, in the crowd, I think at least 20 people can save him, but none of them took action, because everyone may think that if they help the people around them now, they will mistakenly think that our team is still strong, which is not possible. We have to let everyone understand what we are facing. We are facing a group of monsters that can kill their own people in seconds if they throw their pet pigs out. In this way, we can ignite the fighting spirit."

Another Bruce nodded: "Hehe, a good idea. It seems that if we put down some ridiculous 'no-kill oath', we will become cold-blooded irreversibly."

"Of course, and I think this is a good phenomenon."

"Hehe, right...a good phenomenon."

The two of them said nothing, and the facts were just as they said, which was a good phenomenon.

The death of the first person sounded a wake-up call to everyone's heart. Even if a pig is like this, then... what is the other person?

......Amid the fire, Old Joey walked out slowly.

He was the first to take the lead, because in the castle, everyone was busy [strengthening] for all the survivors.

In Ziliang's words, even if they are asked to give it to them, they will still give it to them.

The so-called [strength] is a general operation that the clown planted a violent seed in everyone's hearts, and then, in conjunction with Hannibal's brainwashing, these people are completely transformed into fearless, angry, and a group of "crazy men" who suppress their lives and resisted in their past.

Of course, spiritual changes are not all. This group of people no longer trusts any "God". They only believe in themselves, and they are willing to pay a lot of money to make their lives more valuable.

Among them, they are willing to accept the "virus enhancement".

So, our cute and innocent Shirley Platinum Little Sister suddenly turned into a huge virus factory, with thousands of tentacles drilling out of her body and then inserted into almost all survivors.

Imagine that scene, a little girl connected these thousands of people with tentacles, densely packed and overwhelming. When injecting the virus, there were waves of sarcastic wails. At this time, if a passerby pushed open the door of the castle and saw this scene, he would probably be scared to pee.

The craftsmen were still maintaining the strength of the castle and resting on their own strength. Alice and others then replenished themselves with the pain of the people around them. Quinn promised that those survivors would not be killed by Shirley. Anyway, after a while, the only one who could take advantage of them was left.

So, Old Joey came.

He just needs a place to vent...

The fire gradually dissipated, and Old Joey saw Pegg hit someone, and then blood mist flew.

He untied the chain on his arm and tied it to the butcher knife as he walked forward.

"I went back to my hometown once before." He said silly: "And I stayed there for a long time..."

Several armored tanks drove over from behind the crowd, and the black hole muzzle aimed at Old Joey.

"I don't like it. I used a lot of effort to forget those bad things... But you have used a lot of effort to remind me of it."

"I think...you probably don't like me, otherwise why do you want to throw me back...but it doesn't matter, because I don't like you either."

Old Joey completely ignored the terrible weapons and shook the knife in his hand, feeling that it was very convenient.

"Ziliang said, if you don't like something, you will forget it, and if you can't forget it, you will chop it up..."

"So, I've finished chopping up the heaven... Next, I'll chop you up."

With this simple word, Old Joey's figure still changed, and his fat flesh began to gather and tighten, turning into pieces of muscles with explosive power visible to the naked eye. His shoulders became wide, as if he had grown up for the sake of wielding a knife.

His skull began to twist, and some hard hair that had just entered the thorn grew out of his bare head, and several deep wrinkles were accumulated between his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose raised until it formed a terrible right angle. At the same time, two shocking fangs penetrated straight into the sky.
Chapter completed!