The relative vision, the strange atmosphere, and Jiang Shan's gradually impatient emotions were all so deliberate.

Jiang Shan narrowed his eyes slightly behind the smoke, and his irritability surged again. Looking at the disabled and ugly man, he tilted his head and waited for his reply again.

But everything was the same, and the disabled man looked at him like this, laughing with a wise expression.

Jiang Shan held up a cigar in his right hand, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and smiles spread across his face.

"Bang!"

With a crisp gunshot, the man in front of him, his ugly head, instantly like a watermelon, red and white, exploded into flowers.

The desert eagle in Jiang Shan's hand slowly lowered it and then inserted it into the holster on his left leg, which seemed so insignificant.

"Md, if you ask, tm keeps giggling!"

I was in a bad mood, and it became even more disgusting when I got beaten by this guy.

Not to mention that the man admitted that he was a scientist who transformed those violent zombies. Jiang Shan just wanted to ask some behind the scenes, but this guy kept giggling and letting him raise his gun and kill the man.

"Bang!"

The body that fell to the ground was accompanied by the head that exploded under the gunshot, and the ground was covered with blood and brain.

Looking at the man's twitching body, Jiang Shan stepped directly and walked towards the main hall gate of the temple in front of him.

Gently push open the somewhat dilapidated door, and with the sound of opening the door, the hall in front of the Buddhist temple, a little dim space, entered Jiang Shan's vision.

"Namo Amitabha!"

A Buddhist name on the bottom floor came from the Buddhist temple in front of you.

A bald monk, with his back facing Jiang Shan at the gate, was kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddhist temple, gently tapping on the wooden fish.

"Gee!"

The sound of the wooden fish was very crisp and echoed in the Buddhist temple. The monk seemed to have no concern about the sound of the door that opened and the footsteps of Jiang Shan slowly walking in.

Jiang Shan stopped and looked at the not-so-spacious Buddhist hall.

The relatively neat space, the shiny floor tiles, and some dilapidated pillars, and the Buddha statue in front of the monk in front also looked rusty, making people uninterested.

The monk with his back to him was wearing a somewhat worn cassock, which set off his smooth head and scars, which always made people feel a little inappropriate in an environment like the end of the world.

The sound of wooden fish stopped at the moment when Jiangshan stopped, which was so appropriate.

The monk with his back to Jiang Shan slowly raised his head. Although he still couldn't see his front, Jiang Shan could feel that the monk finally realized that someone had come in, and it was not the disabled man.

"Donor! Finally, I'm waiting for you!"

"Amitabha!"

A sentence accompanied by a Buddhist name came to Jiang Shan’s ears, making his already curious mentality richer.

"oh!?"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Jiang Shan spit out smoke and looked at the strange monk in front of him calmly.

Just as the monk himself said in front of me, he supported the ground with both hands and tried to turn around with some difficulty. With his efforts, he finally turned his kneeling posture and slowly exposed his front to Jiang Shan's vision.

The cigar in his mouth fell to the ground in panic, accompanied by the ground that began to crack at the foot of Jiangshan.

The man's breathing sound and the murderous intent that instantly exploded from his body made the open palace door behind him burst out instantly, making a loud noise.

The sunlight shone into the empty Buddhist temple, stretching Jiang Shan’s shadow and illuminating the monk’s face on the cushion.

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"Ningjiang, give me a cigar!"

"Don't you?"

"I don't even wear tm clothes, where can I find a cigar!"

There were laughter and joy in the team at the trading point.

Perhaps because everyone saw their leader, they killed the huge Buddha statue, just like killing the final boss in the game, it seemed very relaxed and happy.

From early October to early November, in this month, everyone has worked very hard on the island of Zhoushan for this task, and now it can finally be finished.

Everyone had a relaxed expression on their faces. Of course, the fifth team, which followed the team to clean up the road at the front, was still fighting with the violent zombies.

But the long sword in their hands was even more brave because they knew that they could return to the Endless City and return to the trading point immediately.

When I returned to my dormitory, although I was not big, I could take a comfortable hot shower in the bathroom, then have a big meal in the cafeteria, then have some wine with the team members, tease the girls staff in the trading point, and finally return to my soft bed and have a beautiful sleep.

There are so many nostalgias that are generated in this month. This arduous wild survival makes them miss everything about the trading point.

The four heroes walking together are not the same in their hearts. They are willing to work so hard for their strength and strength, but they agree and hope to return to the trading point.

The best way to make progress is to have looseness and sprinting. It has always been like a bow, tightly stretched, and in the end there is only one way to break.

The four of them were all smoking cigars comfortably and walking forward. The messy mountains and forests around them seemed extremely chaotic.

Of course, the four of them were not much better. With a muddy and messy clothes, they were covered with holes and holes, and accompanied by the stench on their bodies, they were a serious body odor that had been brewing for a month.

After all, I haven't taken a bath for a month and have to go through battles with zombies, being watered by various internal organs in the dirt, and fighting in the mud in the rain, this smell can almost kill people.

Fortunately, the four of them were all right and used to their own taste and did not dislike each other's mess.

Bald Quan, holding a cigar in his mouth, suddenly jumped out of the crowd, rushed to the collapsed shop, kicked away the crumbling half of the wall, and shouted: "Come here, there is a Buddha statue!"

As he shouted, Ning Jiang and others also saw the huge bronze iron block in the collapsed shop. The giant Buddha that seemed to be cut into blocks by the third brother. This piece seemed to roll down here with the woods from the mountain, and then collapsed the lonely paid shop.

The giant Buddha's block was covered with dirty blood in the middle, and a piece of flesh and blood flowed out disgustingly, which made everyone very dislike and hated the guy who created such a monster in his heart.

"How did this thing be made? It's so big, more than ten meters! How many corpses are needed!"

Bald Quan stepped on the iron block and spoke in confusion.

"Although the outer layer is covered with copper and iron, it is indeed flesh and blood. This requires at least the corpses of thousands of people or the corpses of thousands of zombies!"

Ning Jiang frowned, answering the fat man's doubts, but the words he said made everyone present tremble in his heart.

Just as the bald Quan was about to say something with a smile to relieve the atmosphere, he heard a crisp sound of impact at the mountain end in the distance. Then everyone's eyes turned, and a figure broke through the temple at the mountain end and flew quickly into the air.
Chapter completed!